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SERMON
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Would ye not, the parson preached
Of brimstone raining all around
Thy anguished face of muddied tears
And soaking wet, the bloodied ground
Of God almighty’s proclamation
End times peeking o’er the fence
Would ye, then, hear not at all
Not one more word from this......Read More
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Posted on: 2008-10-04 21:15:06 |
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100 Yard Stare
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Possessing little more than memories,
the old man sat rocking in a battered chair on the porch.
His frame, obviously that of a once strong
and muscular individual appeared frail now.
He stared straight ahead, his gaze unflinching.
It was the look of the front line combat......Read More
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Posted on: 2008-10-04 20:39:10 |
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prose
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Floodgates
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… and in the moonlight,
where whispers soothing to this broken soul
emulate a lost love’s voice,
comes release of tears long pent;
floodgates torn from rusted hinge,
gullies awash, eroding cheek and chin;
Crying (to the spirit, a joy at times);
forgiving......Read More
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Posted on: 2008-10-04 20:37:02 |
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poetry
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Freedom Denied
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Take away freedom, invalidate liberty,
still shall pride in country live on.
deny every right, steal independence,
imprison self determination,
yet shall the spirit remain free.
In conquering, the victor may own the body,
yet never control a strong will.
neither hope nor faith......Read More
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Posted on: 2008-10-04 20:34:52 |
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poetry/prose
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The Soldier
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a soldier now, the child become,
because his country bid him go,
the conflict far away, with unclear course,
young soldier rides a war torn horse;
unmoving; mired in political pestilence,
once happy, good friends fallen; gone
while wars that never end, go on;
and on, and on, and......Read More
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Posted on: 2008-10-04 20:30:59 |
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war poetry
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REDNECK ROMANCE
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I’d write y’all a sonnet, hon,
But sonnets ain’t my style;
my forte is deceit and lies,
all topped off with a smile.
I’ve wooed a lotta women folk,
swept beauties off their feet;
I’ve patted lotsa derrieres,
my gosh, they’re all so sweet.......Read More
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Posted on: 2008-10-04 13:36:16 |
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Redneck poetry
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