Open Poetry #3 |
Emancipation Proclamation |
H. Arlequin Member
since 1999-08-23
Posts 210 |
Emancipation Proclamation What men are holy, all on their own, pure and spotless profess to be, unaware of tares that they have sown, grown plainly, where others may see? I hear the Name in my spirit. Actions, reactions, flow from the heart effluvium born from one's sin, brackish or brine, the whole, not in part, spewed from impurity within. Hope's effusion catches my breath. Who'd plead us not guilty at judgment, who'll dare speak on our behalf; without a sentence adjustment, won't Justice, pure, have the last laugh, a herald till heaven can hear it? I hear the Name in my spirit, Hope's effusion catches my breath, a herald till heaven can hear it, "Redeemed, arise ye sons of Seth, The Lamb proclaims life after death!" --H. Arlequin . . . . Poems From the Goober Tree http://nathoo.wustl.edu/goober_tree.htm |
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Denise
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Blessed be the name of the Lord and that wonderful sentence adjustment! ------------------ Denise |
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Nan
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since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
HA Your work is always really wonderful.. This poem is no exception - Each stanza could stand on its own merit as a work in its own right... Lovin' it... Nancy |
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Denise
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I had to bring this gem back up front! ------------------ Denise |
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