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This is a day the Lord has made. / It entered with this morning’s light / as a glorious serenade. / No time now for attitude. / With gift s
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My heart is a bell / a constant ring / of life’s cryptic echos. / Whether a tinkle or clang / dispatches words to my pen / for scribing my book. / New pages add life, / prohibit a closing. / My mind
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Reunion / My memories, / silhouettes / from the past, / poster board cut-outs / stored in closet / of remembrance. / For the most part / thoughts slip / across / the smooth flat shapes, / on th
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The autumn storm has passed, but still / the clouds droop dark across the sky. / Their ragged sleeves cling to the hills, / those phantom s
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His hand still touches the world today. / His love the same as ages ago / still guides our steps thru wilderness / where parching winds have a mind to blow. / We’re pilgrims like the Israelites / traveling towa
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There was a new plant we called kudzu. / The erosion we thought it could undo. / It climbed so fast indeed, / It seemed a monster weed, / And it smothered our land while it grew. /
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by Lora
8 lines, 6 comments,
on Jan 22 3:06 PM 2007. In Life, Other
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Hidden in Christmas between the joy and cheer
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I saw a single crow outside br
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There are men
that feed on themselves
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I’m tasting honey in the sunshine,
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Sunlight, moonlight
trickster’s glee
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Tip toe, tip toe, here she comes
with paint and tools for embellishment,
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Many years after the crucifixion of Christ,
John, on the island of Patmos,
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I’m going to His house
on a well planned road.
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I’m a Rebel Soldier
in Shackles And Chains.
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Surrounding me is evidence of God.
The universe so finely tuned in mode,
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Above the clouds a rainbow glows.
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Your love has brought you such great pain
when you expressed your care for me.
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As doves may fly to very ends of earth,
but lack the strength to journey back to home,
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All history, with evil reeks throughout,
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All blessed are those
who hear the Son,
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Glad definite event,
by Lora
9 lines, 13 comments,
on Nov 15 9:20 AM 2005. In Humor
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Despicable vultures enter and eat
delightful parts, leaving only
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In the days of the judges,
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A constant reminder, the rays of the sun,
Which give all warmth, and light, and shine,
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