"novus" poems - Hello Poetry

Clashing lights from the shadows; Thundering in constant motion Red swarms overtaking the blue nights, A grand disturbance - Raging through the cosmos Shifting the course of this endless strife (Wake up now, We have misconstrued our fate) Spiraling forth, into nebulous unknown The force flows from within; Embrace the cause - To restore a balance lost aeons ago Gears turning towards a lie Deceived by peace Crucial moments for the light; Two tides collide Detrimental, Sacrifices, Interstellar transmutation Exiled till, the return of the progeny Remnants of the order Confined to, the corners of the galaxy Strengthened, by the chosen one Fallen hero; Exalts into gradeur Shining greater than the stars Universal luminescence Macrocosmic ~ As Above So Below Frequencies resonating, Constructing wretched Elysium Eternal cataclysm, Decimation A massive surge of power; Lost, following the stars of scripture Kingdoms falling one by one ~ NOVUS ORDO Symmetry unfolds Visions pass Fallacies expose Divine excursion Escape the stasis Elevate, frame of mind Amidst resistance; Ignite lucidity Harmony engulfs, This fractured existence

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Dec 19, 2018

Dec 19, 2018 at 12:20 AM UTC

duderocketship

Nebulous Unknown

Clashing lights from the shadows; Thundering in constant motion Red swarms overtaking the blue nights, A grand disturbance - Raging through the cosmos Shifting the course of this endless strife (Wake up now, We have misconstrued our fate) Spiraling forth, into nebulous unknown The force flows from within; Embrace the cause - To restore a balance lost aeons ago Gears turning towards a lie Deceived by peace Crucial moments for the light; Two tides collide Detrimental, Sacrifices, Interstellar transmutation Exiled till, the return of the progeny Remnants of the order Confined to, the corners of the galaxy Strengthened, by the chosen one Fallen hero; Exalts into gradeur Shining greater than the stars Universal luminescence Macrocosmic ~ As Above So Below Frequencies resonating, Constructing wretched Elysium Eternal cataclysm, Decimation A massive surge of power; Lost, following the stars of scripture Kingdoms falling one by one ~ NOVUS ORDO Symmetry unfolds Visions pass Fallacies expose Divine excursion Escape the stasis Elevate, frame of mind Amidst resistance; Ignite lucidity Harmony engulfs, This fractured existence

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Take me back to the Ashtray, in which we burned Incense, in the front Of my truck Flick your ash out the Window. Keep an eye out for Anyone working harder than we Believe they should. Or danger. Read me a story. Tell me How he’s not what you thought. Diffuse the red dye of your Stained words through the air. Breathe deep. Hold for ten. Delete the stanzas, re-read, Test foundation under shaky limbs. Burn your bra, don’t turn around. Forget. Become the bare-footed rockstar in His maharishi mansion. Hating hate, with vivacious volition. Crusade against indifference. Retire to your riches. Numb out everything they’ve already said. And have foresight, of what they haven’t. Novus Ordo Seclorum. Defeat the mundane. Return to your home world. Return to the truck. Light the **** incense. Don’t ash on the rug. Gray waves of glowing Boredom wash over your Pre-glossed eyes. Dance, clouds! These will serve as your instructions. She will serve as your guide. Hold on, for dear life. Sometimes the inconsequentiality, Can send you through the shield. Novus ordinary Seclorom

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Apr 24, 2014

Apr 24, 2014 at 11:06 AM UTC

seanflagstaff

New World Ordinary

Take me back to the Ashtray, in which we burned Incense, in the front Of my truck Flick your ash out the Window. Keep an eye out for Anyone working harder than we Believe they should. Or danger. Read me a story. Tell me How he’s not what you thought. Diffuse the red dye of your Stained words through the air. Breathe deep. Hold for ten. Delete the stanzas, re-read, Test foundation under shaky limbs. Burn your bra, don’t turn around. Forget. Become the bare-footed rockstar in His maharishi mansion. Hating hate, with vivacious volition. Crusade against indifference. Retire to your riches. Numb out everything they’ve already said. And have foresight, of what they haven’t. Novus Ordo Seclorum. Defeat the mundane. Return to your home world. Return to the truck. Light the **** incense. Don’t ash on the rug. Gray waves of glowing Boredom wash over your Pre-glossed eyes. Dance, clouds! These will serve as your instructions. She will serve as your guide. Hold on, for dear life. Sometimes the inconsequentiality, Can send you through the shield. Novus ordinary Seclorom

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my heart is on fire one half cup espresso, a vape and a song that drapes my heart in a purple fire, with the same purple glow inside the go go bar where that dancer handed Bukowski a dried lily But only for a moment. lesson #104 and the music rides a sine wave into my left ear. I sat upon a lotus pad and kept a straight back the Angelus Novus couldn’t (insert link) close its wings against the winds of Paradise so elated were the Gods by the progress of man. so high the rubble of the wreckage the view from its summit rivaled the vantage gained from standing atop the Six Grandfathers within the Four-headed Dog from across the pond. national broadcast in the jungle and all the box would do is talk and all the cockroaches would do is persist and all the machetes would do is hack and all the bodies burned and Felicien Kabuga was kindly granted asylum by the West and remained at large for over 25 years. THANKS A LOT SWITZERLAND. (insert link)

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Aug 12, 2020

Aug 12, 2020 at 6:22 PM UTC

LonesomeDub

Radio Télévision Libre des Mille Collines

my heart is on fire one half cup espresso, a vape and a song that drapes my heart in a purple fire, with the same purple glow inside the go go bar where that dancer handed Bukowski a dried lily But only for a moment. lesson #104 and the music rides a sine wave into my left ear. I sat upon a lotus pad and kept a straight back the Angelus Novus couldn’t (insert link) close its wings against the winds of Paradise so elated were the Gods by the progress of man. so high the rubble of the wreckage the view from its summit rivaled the vantage gained from standing atop the Six Grandfathers within the Four-headed Dog from across the pond. national broadcast in the jungle and all the box would do is talk and all the cockroaches would do is persist and all the machetes would do is hack and all the bodies burned and Felicien Kabuga was kindly granted asylum by the West and remained at large for over 25 years. THANKS A LOT SWITZERLAND. (insert link)

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We fell in time with the heartbeat of this city Our eyes blinded by the bright lights of Times Square Both of us craving the sweet summer sun and the soft suburban stars of home But both of us afraid that we may have found a new home on the banks of the Hudson river beneath the red Manhattan moon Too sweet to slow down Too quick to ask questions Too late to build walls Too soon to take them down

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May 16, 2016

May 16, 2016 at 12:21 AM UTC

ambr

Novus

We fell in time with the heartbeat of this city Our eyes blinded by the bright lights of Times Square Both of us craving the sweet summer sun and the soft suburban stars of home But both of us afraid that we may have found a new home on the banks of the Hudson river beneath the red Manhattan moon Too sweet to slow down Too quick to ask questions Too late to build walls Too soon to take them down

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I found our new Earth Together; Our divine Love and Lord, On this new world; Our new Jerusalem, Our new Oasis. *** nostrae Telluris novum inveni: Et Domini nostri divinam amore, de hoc mundo; Nostra urbs Jerusalem, Beata noster novus Oasis.

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Sep 12, 2017

Sep 12, 2017 at 2:43 PM UTC

Charlotte-huston

Oasis

I found our new Earth Together; Our divine Love and Lord, On this new world; Our new Jerusalem, Our new Oasis. *** nostrae Telluris novum inveni: Et Domini nostri divinam amore, de hoc mundo; Nostra urbs Jerusalem, Beata noster novus Oasis.

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Dance with me; Under this moonlight - A song hangs prosy, Through the January air ~ Give me your heart, Send it to the angels - Ut benedicta cor meum Ut novus dominus est scriptor; Up into the air, Of our divine night

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Jan 4, 2018

Jan 4, 2018 at 2:58 AM UTC

Charlotte-huston

Moonlight

Dance with me; Under this moonlight - A song hangs prosy, Through the January air ~ Give me your heart, Send it to the angels - Ut benedicta cor meum Ut novus dominus est scriptor; Up into the air, Of our divine night

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Can we think old thoughts as thought by earlier readers, without walling a mind off from all we know, which Hobbes had no way of learning, though? No. We need this knack of we being, a you and a me, seeing an I, in a time long ago. Egalitarian sortings of men, arrogation worth, a-dam, novus knower, acknowledge me your equal? Dare ye, I may be a fool. Levelers were around, in Hobbes's town, taking time to bring the highest minded down, not to lift the baser sort up. -- none the less, lime the branch, -- by chance a bird may bring a word, watch we heard, the deceived received a reprieve, we've found the edge stitched in second thoughts and other wise guesses as good, good enough to keep life as we have agreed, conserving the power in the word - life as in -- we live, not me without you or we without all the otherwise functionaries, maintaining the planet and aching to settle down to day and night, just right. Balance in being part of it all, restored, for a second there, didjafeel it?

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Nov 1, 2020

Nov 1, 2020 at 6:17 PM UTC

kenpepiton

As a bird in limed branches, struggles...

Can we think old thoughts as thought by earlier readers, without walling a mind off from all we know, which Hobbes had no way of learning, though? No. We need this knack of we being, a you and a me, seeing an I, in a time long ago. Egalitarian sortings of men, arrogation worth, a-dam, novus knower, acknowledge me your equal? Dare ye, I may be a fool. Levelers were around, in Hobbes's town, taking time to bring the highest minded down, not to lift the baser sort up. -- none the less, lime the branch, -- by chance a bird may bring a word, watch we heard, the deceived received a reprieve, we've found the edge stitched in second thoughts and other wise guesses as good, good enough to keep life as we have agreed, conserving the power in the word - life as in -- we live, not me without you or we without all the otherwise functionaries, maintaining the planet and aching to settle down to day and night, just right. Balance in being part of it all, restored, for a second there, didjafeel it?

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Jimmy Savile Edward Heath Ghislaine Maxwell Dennis Hastert Jeffrey Epstein William Clinton Harvey Weinstein Alpha apex First letter of the law Cornerstone and capstone Novus Ordo Unum Eye . . . Have a nice conspiracy theory.

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Dec 6, 2019

Dec 6, 2019 at 1:06 PM UTC

connecthook

A list

Jimmy Savile Edward Heath Ghislaine Maxwell Dennis Hastert Jeffrey Epstein William Clinton Harvey Weinstein Alpha apex First letter of the law Cornerstone and capstone Novus Ordo Unum Eye . . . Have a nice conspiracy theory.

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A vow to bask in the wisdom of Betelgeuse , free of physical Earths bridle , discoveries chalice brimmed ad infinitum ....

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Sep 22, 2016

Sep 22, 2016 at 12:52 PM UTC