Saint Poems - Poems about Saint

...POEMS ABOUT SAINTS AND SINNERS Of Seabound Saints and Promised Lands by Michael R. Burch Judas sat on a wretched rock, his head still sore from Satan’s gnawing. Saint Brendan’s curragh caug......Read the rest...

...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...

...Wake me up, when I’m dead, I want to see New York again And climb into the Empire State Building, I want to see the Metropolitan Museum again See again his archaeological museum. Wake me up, w......Read the rest...

...even heaven’s stars can be misaligned the reports of her passing greatly exaggerated a wrong number and evil intent came together “How is my friend?” “She died today.” “When are the funeral serv......Read the rest...

...It's the weekend (Friday night). Lisa and I are hangin’, music’s playing, and we’re rummaging through my suitcase, for an outfit option, for me, tonight. Call it cliché, but we like going out - and g......Read the rest...

...Time to tour the best Christmas-decorated places in town With a map in hand of all the beautifully lit-up houses to be found Despite the amount of time to set up and to take down the people have gi......Read the rest...

...Peter (my bf) and I are at Heraclee beach for the weekend. It’s a little sliver of heaven, about 11 miles south of Saint Tropez. It’s too early in the season to swim - being breezy and 72°f - but ......Read the rest...

...Cornwall is almost an island, Thanks to the river Tamar and the sea, Its indigenous inhabitants are us Cornish and We Cornish are a nation - and will always be. Kernow (Cornwall) boasts its own......Read the rest...

... I am Vilmos from the past, but a projection in the present past life Oh life, oh my only life, oh my lost love, oh my withered desire But I am still alive, live for the life. Life is my commander......Read the rest...

...In Caren’s dream house there will be no rules. No symmetry, no boring colors, no angry fools. Everything will be cutesy, petootsie, batootsie and a mess. There will be no reasons to overdress or b......Read the rest...

...In Caren’s dream house there will be no rules. No symmetry, no boring colors, no angry fools. Everything will be cutesy, petootsie, batootsie and a mess. There will be no reasons to overdress or b......Read the rest...

...So let us fly away like an eagle to our soul mate's space the throne room the habitation in the flesh- the soul, the spirit- the mind- the song the joy the peace be the promised land the long tear s......Read the rest...

...Your severe terrorists threats ring out like bombs like I’m bin laden when actually you used your corrupt badge to try and extort my American poetry for my killers thee Gargano crime family obsession......Read the rest...

... hittin' the block top hat in thought with no laces to trip i – the on the lookout guy poppin' some spearmint off the smoky sauce continue the hunt for any of those Sunday driver / invest......Read the rest...

...On the peaks of destiny where the clouds of promises are torn apart, I offered you my heart as an atlas of fabulous worlds. The fervor of our love, a shooting star, dazzling and then, just a pale m......Read the rest...