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Did you ever listen to the sound of lonely trains? One of them passed by here at quarter after 10.
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Dear God of the heavens and earth, God omniscient, God only wise:
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God omniscient and wise lives in us as His disguise
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Alone was all you left me
'tween the covers of my wounded book
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Here the sky holds unfulfilled promises of its pain and regret in a vault of azure blue
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Please save me a spot - I'll be back
by Poesing
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on Jul 29 10:49 AM
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At times it seems my God is so very far away
I pray to Him, but He doesn't seem to hear or answer me
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I may create by writing thoughts but this one thing I know I aught
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When I close my eyes I see Your grace those tender eyes - Your warm embrace
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Master Poet Laureate of the Universe
Your thoughts are ablaze in omniscient God glory
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Shadow tiptoes o’er the mountains in slow, deliberate strides Letting her hair fall gracefully on the earth’s skin wearing a lacey curtain of gray brume.
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The shadow slips quietly into the mind of the exhausted sleeping slave - one who solely lives in rapturous dreams.
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Broken vessels are what we are shattered, broken, scarred
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Behind the veil there's free champagne
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It's quiet - so quiet here on the dark side of the moon Here where the cup is half empty
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(Poem begins in the middle of the person's argument with God)
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She dreams
About the rain
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(The story of the woman at the well) John 4:6-26
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I looked at cloud pictures today from my everyday vantage point on the front porch. After awhile it hurt my eyes to stare because the sun i
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God bless America! You must have shouted “freedom” when you heard the
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The mountains glow enchanted in their pale pink birthday suits Mother Nature bought them eons ago
Huge boulders polka dot the landscape as
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"I'm fine" when he asked. "Great, great, good to see you", as he kept walking toward the gate - not bothering to stop and chat as he was often prone to do.
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Breath in the intoxicating aroma of deep forest green pine trees after the storm.
Taste the flavor of homemade bread toasted and slathered
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It doesn't help that I'm drifting my vessel's lost at sea
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I think I know - therefore I must be rationalizing again so this is rational depression.
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Silence veils the trauma under the magicians cloak of darkness on stage at the Disney theater, but the scars shine out like beacons from the lighthouse at the top of the hill.
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My four new children are dogs now. Two thousand miles from home, they’re all I have left besides him. (the husband of 41 years). He’ll prob
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