"vobis" poems
I, Amor, ask this simple thing to you.
Credi potest in malum, dilectissimi vobis?
My eyes glow black..
My heart has rotted..
My eyes are black..
My tongue is strange..
Why?...
Why did you leave...?
Venturum me ..... Amor...
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 2:57 PM UTC
adde me vobis summo futurum varius tui, animam tuam in respirare
Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 3:06 PM UTC
It's funny how words can do such damage
It's hurtful how I don't know how to use them
For when I slip up, I hurt those I love
And when I hurt those I love, I hurt badly
Perhaps amends can be made
Perhaps hearts can be healed
I don't know which direction things will go
All I know is that I want to be the healer
And though I can't right now
I must try to not cause pain again
And break hearts once again
I wish that someday
I can figure out how to show them how I feel
I need them to know
They deserve to know
Aug 7, 2019
Aug 7, 2019 at 1:36 PM UTC
Confiteor Deo omnipotenti.
The old monk black robed
moved side to side down
the cloister a wrecked ship
in the high seas of his age
as the bell tolled for Lauds.
Et vobis fratres and come
she said bring me your soft
spoils bring me to my highest
heaven so I did. Without free
will there can be no sin or
virtue without free will you
are free of all responsibilities
Dom Thomas said to us. Quia
peccavi nimis the young monk
confessed. Belltower seen
above trees from the roadside
and heard further afield than that.
George and I pulling the bells
as we shown the day before.
Cogitatione verbo et opere
et omissione I said in my inner
darkness. Dom Charles twisted
the apple just so and said that
is how it is done.Mea culpa mea
culpa mea maxima culpa having
free will is to be culpable from the
beginning and having free will is
necessary factor for any sinning.
Sep 3, 2018
Sep 3, 2018 at 8:40 AM UTC