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My Dear Poet May 1
I will follow you
whereto you roam
I will follow you
all the way home
down the road
up the hill
along the river
by the mill
past the tin shed
that old shoe store
till I follow you
and go no more
an open field
where a path unpaved
with stones unsealed
leads to your grave
My Dear Poet Jan 16
You sacrificed your soul
upon the altar of my eyes
your heart keeps burning
eternal coal
never dies
Aa Harvey Nov 2020
You swear

You swear that you're faithful.  
You swear that you're in love.
You swear that I can trust you,
But that still isn't good enough.

You will never be good enough to feel my love,
Because I have seen your kind before.
You will never get near my love,
Because your words mean nothing more…

(C)2020 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Carlo C Gomez Jun 2020
& splendorous
this afternoon of us
barefoot in the grass
Noontide escapade
& pageantry
the mural on the wall of your heart
says you agree
Loving outside of ourselves
constructs the nook
I feel what you feel
There's an au fait air
between this man & wife
bound in codex
this breath of life
Sehnsucht [ˈzānˌzo͝oKHt] : yearning; wistful longing.
Amanda N Skaggs Apr 2020
Faithful Servant sorts.
This Shepard of black and white.
Rips tares from the wheat.
Ylzm Aug 2019
I believe what is true but knows not truth
Instead I feel truth is what I believed
Most believe what they feel, instinctively
But I, without reasons, cannot believe

Alas reasons found on self evidence
As in what is and is not cannot be
Conjectures they are if truly honest
But axioms worked in all mathematics

Is truth then not of reason but of faith?
For does not ear test words as tongue tastes food?
Surely then we do have some means to know
Even so, must not faith be tested true?

For faith is circular: a conviction
Compelled by strength and conviction of will;
A will constrained, by flesh, susceptible
To unknown beings in spiritual realms

But what if this being is God? And faith,
Conviction of the certainty of things,
Holy Spirit’s gift, marking election,
Affirming justification in God.

Truth by two or more witnesses is sure
Do we attest the Holy Spirit true?
A blasphemous thought perhaps, but prophets
Led to lie to kings and shown to be false.

Thus ignorant sages showed assurance
Lies solely in God’s grace, mercy and love
And in his faithfulness to the elect
Declared in Israel again and again

In my search for truth, I was led to faith,
The faithfulness of God, truth’s ultimate rock
His gifts unchanging, irrevocable
And confirms the fear of the Lord is truth
Perdue Poems Apr 2019
Two birds in lovely willow lay
In shining spring
with sun do play
Never parted

Two birds in lovely willow lay
In shimmering summer
Though sun does weigh
Never parted

Two birds in lovely willow lay
In amber autumn
A colored display
Never parted

Two birds in lovely willow lay
In whispering winter
A field of white and grey
Never parted
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