Hour Twenty-One (Digitally Found Poetry)<\/p>\n
One look and you’re mine
\na cluster of one
\nbuilding chemistry
\nwith dark intentions-
\nlucid dreaming
\na spiritual spy
\nwatching to see if
\nwords alleviate the affliction.
\nOne must never give up
\nand trust God’s timing-
\nknow one’s value
\nand continue to fight
\nthe tooth and nail
\nand learn to fly-
\nto spread one’s feathered tapestries
\naround the wind
\nand soar to the heavens.
\nLet loose the spirit from the cage
\nrestricting the aptitude to move forward
\nwith razor sharp intuition and sagacity.<\/p>\n
Time is at a loss for words
\nwith the prolapse of constipated
\nemotion spilling out from the
\nengorged marrow of self-preservation.
\nSnapshots of love encased within
\na shadowbox of commemoration
\ncollecting dust in the quiet spaces
\nin the snowstorms of winter’s chill.
\nDeceit returns from it’s journey to
\nthe endless river of empty ambition
\nvoid of substance, depth, and
\nthe thrill of life that love gifts.<\/p>\n
How can it be
\nthat the phoenix arises
\nwithin the cinder from the crossfire
\nof a war waged against
\ngrowth-a shameful mire
\nextricating the remnants
\nof self from the miles of green
\nlining the countryside
\nas it is burned into carbon.
\nThe delicate sound of thunder
\nerupts behind the eyes
\nsaturating the particles
\nthat remain of the struggle
\nto which the result is resiliency.<\/p>\n
The real meaning of the cross
\nis that we bear the labor
\nand exert oneself to overcome
\nwith an elegant poetic dignity-
\nfor it is within the struggles of
\ntemptation and hardship that
\nwe become grateful for the puissance-
\nand gladly emulate the one
\nwhose aptitude in depth
\nand graceful service
\nsacrificed His mortality
\nfor the sake of those of us
\nwho choose to dwell with the living.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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