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The Power Of The Dog

by Rudyard Kipling

There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie--
Perfect passion and worship fed

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The Nightingale

by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

A Conversation Poem, April, 1798

No cloud, no relique of the sunken day
Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip
Of sullen light, no obscure trembling hues.
Come, we will rest on this old mossy bridge!
You see the glimmer of the stream beneath,
But hear no murmuring: it flows silently.
O'er its soft bed of verdure. All is still.
A balmy night! and though the stars be dim,

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The Cast Of Christmas Reassembles For Easter

by Steve Turner

Take the wise men to the Emperor's palace.
Wash their hands in water.
Get them to say something about truth.
Does anyone know any good Jewish jokes?
The one about a carpenter
who thought he was a King?
The one about the Saviour
who couldn't save himself?
The shepherds should stand with the chorus.
They have a big production number -

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The Induction

by Thomas Sackville

The wrathful winter, 'proaching on apace,
With blustering blasts had all ybar'd the treen,
And old Saturnus, with his frosty face,
With chilling cold had pierc'd the tender green;
The mantles rent, wherein enwrapped been
The gladsome groves that now lay overthrown,
The tapets torn, and every bloom down blown.

The soil, that erst so seemly was to seen,
Was all despoiled of her beauty's hue;

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How To Hide Jesus

by Steve Turner

There are people after Jesus.
They have seen the signs.
Quick, let's hide Him.
Let's think; carpenter,
fishermen's friend,
disturber of religious comfort.
Let's award Him a degree in theology,
a purple cassock
and a position of respect.
They'll never think of looking here.

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Recent Sorrow Poems

Mistroostig

by Mario Odekerken

Grijze lucht en lege straten,
een stilte die de ziel bevriest.
Elke stap echoot verloren,
in een wereld die me niet meer kiest.

Destroyed

by Mario Odekerken

Once whole,now broken,
shattered pieces scattered in the wind.
Echoes of what was,
fading in silence.

Dreams turned to dust,
whispers lost in the void.
A heart that once burned bright,
now just members in the cold.

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Sadness hides behind your smile

by Mario Odekerken

Your lips lift like dawn,
soft and warm,
but I see the night
lingering in your eyes.

You laugh-
a sound the world believes,
but your heart
is whispering something else.

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Cruelty-- Forgiveness-- And Forevermore.

by Nad Sof

Sometimes I wonder, what makes the heart so cruel,
When forgiveness blooms in the soil of a soul’s duel.
If I, broken and bent, can rise from the wreck,
Can bury the ghosts, and silence the wrecked,
Why can’t they let go, leave me in peace,
And allow me the breath of a soft release?

I don’t ask for riches, or a word of praise,
Not even a promise, not even a gaze.
Though they tore from me every spark, every light,

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A Sonnet of 31: The Beauty Had Been Revealed

by Ayatullah Nurjati

In the shadow’s veil, beauty lay concealed
Unseen by those who walk the hurried way
The moonlight whispers secrets softly sealed
While shadows dance, the night turns pale and gray

A fragile bloom awaits the dawn's embrace
Its petals cloaked in night’s cold, tender shroud
Yet beauty thrives in such a quiet place
A truth unveiled when hearts no longer cloud

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