Arch Poems - Poems about Arch

...We asked for nothing more than a Musik sheet the war was nearing an end you and your bruder was quite young your wounds were healing as we kneeled at Saint Sebastian Church Rome 1944 mas......Read the rest...

...Under the cemetery of falling stars, beneath veils of eternity, The end of any affair is death. She is my sanctuary, An evanescent eye, slipping through the magical veil, Far from the tribe of my ......Read the rest...

...Remember the young Meaning the unborn or Perhaps those who are Newly born? What right has an abortionists' Knives to demolish the innocent Lives of children resting inside of their mothers' ......Read the rest...

...Rippling soil sways in ways In ways a maestro drunkenly Displays their baton, Earth in Perfect fluid Earthen motion It conducts and plays en tandem The symphony of syrup season Rings through Ve......Read the rest...

... FANTASTIC BEASTS Synopsis Palaeontologist Sam and his assistant Sara set out on a fun expedition to look for dinosaur fossils at a well-known dig site. Little w......Read the rest...

... A big shoutout and thank you to Tom Woody for being an amazing collaborator on this epic project. Also, a huge thank you to Sam Scott and Sara A for your stellar narration that truly brought ......Read the rest...

... The charcoal cloud miasmic, melts in the ashen scorched sky, summer drizzle descends with the fascinating flotilla that floats in the arid air. The seeping spectrum of the setting scarl......Read the rest...

...Q: What does happen to believers in Christ Jesus if we deny him before men? A: Whoever, is ashamed of the Son of Man and his teachings, he will be also ashamed of in the presence of his......Read the rest...

...OTETS THE MANY DAYS AND NIGHT YOU LENT ME YOUR DIVINE EAR THROUGH PRAYER DURING HARDSHIP TIMES AND ILLNESS RAISING MY GRANDDAUGHTER KEEPING HER SAFE IN CATHOLIC SCHOOLS IN WISCONSIN OUR LADY OF......Read the rest...

... Somber clouds form - rain spits.  His mother clenches freshly laid soil, screaming his name. Three crows glare. His daughters, shivering, hold each other, their gaunt eyes, still sore from shoc......Read the rest...

...Little gods inside my heart where pumping blood is an art. With a mind of their own doth these gods call me home. Little gods with golden hair and a quantum halo perfor......Read the rest...

...On the pathways in the valleys, where the sun weaves with the eaves' shadows, April's flickers spill to adorn the pale oases. Winter's shadows are extinguished, broken in the wait for buds to bloom......Read the rest...

...THE STENCH OF INSOMNIA narcoleptic deities in charge of the world are tangled and detangled in the threads of time they are sardonic and bitter and out for revenge alien me......Read the rest...

...Splices and splashes in the spring of daylight, sprinkle of treacle tranquillises mind sweet. Don’t get me wrong even the greenery is key, gentle is sound stream has bought me full ease Rest ass......Read the rest...

... Ephemera In an island berthed on the sea Where the sun shines all round seasons ......Read the rest...