Best Recommit Poems

The Hole Deep in One’s Own Heart

In moments of greatest loss, sadness and sorrow,
A hole forms so deep within one’s own heart;
There it shall remain so for each ‘n every morrow,
Until life’s end when comes our Heavenly depart!

My dearest, such times of tribulation define us...

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Rosalia - The Evil Black Witch of the Harz, Part Two

Rosalia’s Instruments of Evil and Debauchery
Rosalia needed certain tools or instruments of evil and debauchery to successfully pursue her nefandous plans of bringing the people of the Harz countryside under the dominion and control of...

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"One who does not know
really knows,
and one who knows
really does not know."
Laotse

Squirrel medicine
under-stands external relations

Economies
of stimulus leads to response
leads to ever competitively hoarding stimuli
toward ever more response
of trees with tasty treats
of linear win/lose systems 
unfolding time's next natural response.

Turkey medicine
COM-PREHENDS internal interrelationships

Economies of ecologic,
dipolar revolving...

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It was not the first time, nor would it be the last time that I would observe with pleasure that which I am privileged to see only once a year.  It was Sunday morning as I drove to church.  There is no other...

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10/2/12
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Reveled through the world His words are cherished
Many read the peace of His words, yet works be perished
We see the problems without the power to cure it
Lacking the wisdom we need and God’s Holy Spirit
The Feast of Tabernacles calls many to action
And with it comes...

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The Day I Gave My Heart to Jesus!

I was thinking about something
 the other day.
I was almost at a loss for the
right words to say.

I was thinking about a time
"way back when."
That day I became born again.
There was a passion for Jesus, 
that I once...

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We Went To A Movie Today
By Rick Rucker

We went to a movie today, 
About two oldsters that had let it slip away,

They still cared about each other, 
But were living like sister, and brother,

They had forgotten how to be In Love,
Minds fogged by the daily...

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Never forget the pain..that pushed you to the limits 
Without remembrance there is re occurrence 
So don't look at your past as a liability...but only as a capability 
To succeed upon your failures 
Recognizing the things that were once traumatizing 
In a life of discrimination.....The...

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Hello everyone, for all that do not know me, I am Richard Keen. I started posting on Poetry Soup 2 years ago as an outlet. I have made many friends on here and been more than blessed to see some very good work. I have...

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What ever happened to May Day
Was it always borne of fire?
Ritualistic backstay
The opposite of a pyre

Ensuring fertility of the land
Safety of the livestock
Fire, dancing hand in hand
All together en bloc

Don't fear Beltane
The new fire is lit
Modern meets the arcane
To the heaven and earth we recommit...

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the spiritual dots connect, but an atheist would
Commit me for the conclusions I draw...
And why not?!
I'm losing my mind.
All of the incongruence makes sense...
All of the sense makes sense...
All of the coincidences flip my switch up, turning on
A chaos of mental illness and a cooperation
Of...

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One day in a cell I threw a fit
Went to the wall and started to hit
Wasn't long until my knuckles split
I figured that maybe I should quit
That was as stupid as stupid can get
I was just so mad that I could spit
I reckoned maybe I...

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a decision;
To recommit, to be giving;
My entire devotion;
 I'm approaching;
I'm a ride walk on the ocean;
I'm going to rededicate myself to my God;
And from all my disclosures;
 I am truly blessed Beyond measures;
 I am going to ride on the oceans; 
Walk with the portion...

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The acoustic resonance of written poesy,
Is like a fabric of silk, warm and cozy,
The letters, the words are a silk thread,
Interwoven into verses and couplets they spread,

Into a blanket of stanzas and sonnets,
Similes and metaphors of a purpose to recommit,
Over and over and again for...

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I'm a criminal.
And I got 6-to-life for a crime that 
I will recommit.
But we are all repeat offenders
Consciously committing consistent crime.

It's a universal sitcom.
Humanity sitting at the world's largest dinner table
passing the right or wrong thing, to the wrong or right person
at the right (or...

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