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Stigmata Poems - Poems about Stigmata


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christ is my passion soul's stigmata devotion sacred eternal...

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Categories: stigmata, 6th grade, 7th grade,
Form: Haiku
Stigmata Redemption Jack Kerouac style
On the restless road of existence, Winding through beatnik midnight dreams, I met a wanderer with stigmata palms, Tales carved into hands like nomadic streams. Under the neon hum of jazz club nights, His scars sang stories of holy flights, How the weight of the cross bore heavy and true, On hearts searching for redemption’s hue. He’d seen angels in every corner dive, Playing...

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Categories: stigmata, addiction,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member A Wonderful Stigmata
To say one has loved but lost...is to say one has never loved; for love is a wonderful stigmata – an indelible pressed upon the heart of eternity, out-shinning all lesser lights, even those of heaven’s brilliant while implosive stars – love not only standing the tests of time, but those lesions of dimensions separating hearts from their immortal soul-bodies boastful science stumble over while poets loyally reveal – One...

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Categories: stigmata, creation, inspirational, light, love,
Form: Free verse
Spontaneous Stigmata Surfacing
Spontaneous sulfurous stigmata sinisterly surfacing Membranous molecules meticulously masterfully marshaling Tangible tempestuous tears tangling thoughts Radical revelation revealing ruinous rots Pious priests patronize punishable penance Impious illusions intrigue impacting independence Narcotizing nefarious noxious naves navigate Prioritizing pains portal pandemic perpetrate False fixation fumigates fragmental fatal fury Defaults determine damaged destructive demons dreary Jan.18.2020 Eight-word challenge 1 2020 Sponsored by: John Hamilton Placed 3'rd...Thank You...

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Categories: stigmata, conflict, psychological, self,
Form: Alliteration
Goddess Stigmata
salutations salivating salvation situation i sit and behave and now that youre home i'll lick the salt from your palms and feet...

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Categories: stigmata, muse,
Form: I do not know?



Stigmata
Wringing feelings Like a sponge… The words dripped down My lips Onto the page —staining my soul (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)...

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Categories: stigmata, feelings, words,
Form: Free verse
Stigmata
Wringing feelings Like a sponge… The words dripped down From my lips Onto the page —staining my soul (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)...

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Categories: stigmata, feelings, words,
Form: Free verse
Stigmata
I was free man, my Nation was great. Now, I am living in artificial Reservation. I was the master, but they took my possessions. They put stigmata on my Nation. They say it will be obliterated, your ancient language forgotten. Your Nation will be extinct. Look at their fire and fury, my hands are bleeding. They curse me with their words, punch me and push me...

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Categories: stigmata, political,
Form: Verse
Manifestations of a Stigmata
Every house has a history, some come with apparitions and latent memories, Yet, the house that comes alive from a simple spirit, wreaks havoc while occupants are in it, Manifestations of a stigmata begins when the house wants to confess the previous owners' sins, Plaguing its new inhabitants with all sorts of woes from their heads to their toes, Mischievous games of hide 'n' go seek, confusing utensils and...

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Categories: stigmata, imaginationhouse, house,
Form: Prose Poetry
Stigmata
these are my hands, and you have seen them before. you stare between my eyes, much like how I imagined God would stare at His wayward worshipers. these are my palms, with lines that match the novels of the planets, and stars, and heavenly rocks. my hands are small, and are never broken. my palms are wretched, as I grip on this barbed-wire fence. I see you across the...

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Categories: stigmata, sad, sympathy
Form: Free verse

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