#reverend - Hello Poetry

It was a bright spring day out by the pool We’d gathered together amidst lawn chairs To watch A somewhat portly Man centered in the water Swirling like Esther Incanting We sipped our ****** wine and smiled cautiously but amused no less. From the far northern edges came a little Light haired boy dressed like an angel Or perhaps the son Of Poseidon I think the whole point of this had something to do with Poseidon Or some other god of the sea That remained unclear for Me at least Needless to say, this was a pool A little pool with green astroturf surrounding Piquant with chlorine Not churning and grey. Again, to the north stood the child His son no doubt Who must have been told simply and repeatedly Just go to Daddy in the pool Stand by the side And he will pick you up Hold onto your trident Ok!? But upon making his move to Daddy the child Misstepped Stumbled Fell And in so doing began to wail Leaving his otherwise stoic father Perplexed and annoyed Astonished His eyes squinting out the sun His performance ending before it ever began Three women rushed to the little wails The mother scooped her child into her arms Cradling the tears to her ******* Her attendants ran for vanilla ice cream The boy now sated Was resplendent in calm satisfaction Father left the pool Make-up running down his wet face The child ate his ice cream from the bowl steadfast in his concentration and seeming innocence The mother held her little man The man in charge We stood up and left for more ****** wine Perhaps the Pinot.

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Dec 28, 2018

Dec 28, 2018 at 11:21 PM UTC

swiggins

Opening No. 2

It was a bright spring day out by the pool We’d gathered together amidst lawn chairs To watch A somewhat portly Man centered in the water Swirling like Esther Incanting We sipped our ****** wine and smiled cautiously but amused no less. From the far northern edges came a little Light haired boy dressed like an angel Or perhaps the son Of Poseidon I think the whole point of this had something to do with Poseidon Or some other god of the sea That remained unclear for Me at least Needless to say, this was a pool A little pool with green astroturf surrounding Piquant with chlorine Not churning and grey. Again, to the north stood the child His son no doubt Who must have been told simply and repeatedly Just go to Daddy in the pool Stand by the side And he will pick you up Hold onto your trident Ok!? But upon making his move to Daddy the child Misstepped Stumbled Fell And in so doing began to wail Leaving his otherwise stoic father Perplexed and annoyed Astonished His eyes squinting out the sun His performance ending before it ever began Three women rushed to the little wails The mother scooped her child into her arms Cradling the tears to her ******* Her attendants ran for vanilla ice cream The boy now sated Was resplendent in calm satisfaction Father left the pool Make-up running down his wet face The child ate his ice cream from the bowl steadfast in his concentration and seeming innocence The mother held her little man The man in charge We stood up and left for more ****** wine Perhaps the Pinot.

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Reverend lichen careful man, hey you yes, you! with the suit and the beanie hat- folded hands hands bathed in contradiction let those grinning demons in! our crowded hearts echo of repent each ringing in your hollows Q-tip squeaky clean.. O, Reverend Mend me! teach me how to take and take and take, and still look upon this turning world with empty eyes Like no lives are at stake! Like we are actually brave Like we are really awake As if all is only left or right black or white day until night lines then spaces words only prayer worlds built upon prayer never can one do harm without intent never would a holy man two hands sewn by God— you must be remembering wrong.

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Sep 25, 2018

Sep 25, 2018 at 8:53 PM UTC

cupboardmummy

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Reverend lichen careful man, hey you yes, you! with the suit and the beanie hat- folded hands hands bathed in contradiction let those grinning demons in! our crowded hearts echo of repent each ringing in your hollows Q-tip squeaky clean.. O, Reverend Mend me! teach me how to take and take and take, and still look upon this turning world with empty eyes Like no lives are at stake! Like we are actually brave Like we are really awake As if all is only left or right black or white day until night lines then spaces words only prayer worlds built upon prayer never can one do harm without intent never would a holy man two hands sewn by God— you must be remembering wrong.

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The Drowsy dews Engraves your name Boldly amid the thorns of chilled~roses ■ So Twerk nobly And roll the blue pigeons In me for trophies ■ But then Let's marry together our lips But to share,a sweet reverend kiss And tune these red~roses blanch ■ Feel The stars move Roundabout my head And together let's hold the rainbow Splendour by sight ■ Toll My hands For every tender touch But then,fathom deeply all the blush in me ■ Wrangle Vanilla your arms around my neck And rouse me to fear But jocund,when I look into your eyes Yet,impregnate me with your celestial desires ■ Civility! You Make me wonder How you solemn calm my sighs Of which haste in pants ■ Indeed You are a sober tigeress Misspoke of your elegant prowl ■ But now Turn off the lights And loft me the ranks Of melting naked incense And let's depart with a serene~peace Beginners ©Historian E.Lexano historianelexano.wordpress.com Please kindly share

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Feb 6, 2016

Feb 6, 2016 at 4:07 AM UTC

The_Prince

Beginners

The Drowsy dews Engraves your name Boldly amid the thorns of chilled~roses ■ So Twerk nobly And roll the blue pigeons In me for trophies ■ But then Let's marry together our lips But to share,a sweet reverend kiss And tune these red~roses blanch ■ Feel The stars move Roundabout my head And together let's hold the rainbow Splendour by sight ■ Toll My hands For every tender touch But then,fathom deeply all the blush in me ■ Wrangle Vanilla your arms around my neck And rouse me to fear But jocund,when I look into your eyes Yet,impregnate me with your celestial desires ■ Civility! You Make me wonder How you solemn calm my sighs Of which haste in pants ■ Indeed You are a sober tigeress Misspoke of your elegant prowl ■ But now Turn off the lights And loft me the ranks Of melting naked incense And let's depart with a serene~peace Beginners ©Historian E.Lexano historianelexano.wordpress.com Please kindly share

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