Bode Poems - Poems about Bode

...“What is he, this lordling, that cometh from the fight?” by William Herebert, 14th century translation by Michael R. Burch Who is he, this lordling, who staggers from the fight, with blood-red ......

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...I don't know what to do, I don't know where to start they've told me I've got cancer and it's torn my world apart they told me they could treat it, but they had to operate I asked them "what's my ......

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... I opened a large book- my rose to lay aft lifted from his graveside to my breast. Oh, yes- God stood beside me on that day and led me to the place where it would rest. One night I pra......

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...me to you on the wing of a pray of something new birdie i love you on the raise you errant not giving your answer true birdie I wish I could fly, on the wind you are borne even my hopes by g......

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...When I am excited about things I cannot do enough To show you my enthusiasm, to provide joy in every direction My passion cannot be limited It is best to give me the freedom to do And be And enj......

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...A former lyric to celebrate some bode A lyric to praise someone who is a goad A lyric in praise of the West Wind - an abode Of Autumn and frost; a lovely lyric that rowed Many poets to the highes......

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...ChatGPT, what have you for me today? Have you a novel up your sleeve? Or an update to my resume Embellishing my work career? Perhaps you’ve got an epic in the works – I understand that there......

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...Superstition! that horrid incubus which dwelt in darkness, shunning the light, with all its racks, and poison chalices, and foul sleeping draughts, is passing away without return. Reli......

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...Born illumined, with an open fontanel, we were then entwined with universal mind but crown closed as we grew, which did not bode well for soul now trapped in ego's remorseless bind an......

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...A sanctioned priest fell in his cell Lickety-split straight down to Hell He grabbed a spade But for its shade Since Climate Change does not bode well......

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...As long as I can remember came Christmas cards in December - my aunts back home to thank. With glad tidings at yuletide and always tucked away inside a cheque from Barclays......

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...The Old Rusty Gate Bright sunbeams puddle on a summer road, Lazy bumblebees rise up with the heat, Leads to a rusty gate, mysteries bode, Barrier opens wide, invites come retreat. A garden g......

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...Realization & The World Religions Christianity Petro—Peter means stone Jesus made a pun: Upon this stone I build my church Unto you I give the keys to the Kingdom Hence Pete......

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...the dogs were happy did not have to dig deep in bomb craters and makeshift graves they licked at pulverized bones and liquefied brains slurped up the proceeds of war and roamed the street sl......

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...O to fade! To pass! To rest! To die! To ponder, to listen and not to bode - you were as a thresher to the chaff like the driven wind that winnowed. The thunderclap of Tawhiri raging......

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