john hardesty Poems

There is no brilliance
in creating one Haiku
my dog composed this.
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Long ere creation spurn
The stars shone in the heavens,
Billions of years they have burned
To musing eyes
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The freethinker peddles his thoughts
of conflicting matters and disillusion distinctions
eventually, confronts endogenous distraught.
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Custom of truth valued by all,
Lies are lies, great or small;
Where thy tongue spew in contort,
An angel vengefully hears distantly amort;
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The trials of one's squalor
So grim and pallor,
My anxiety followed me through the door
Filled in anguish, subdued and pardoned no more;
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Will God remember all who have perished,
all who have died upon this earth, everyone?
Will He, pass over the the shepherd
for whom was devoured by wolves?
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Overwhelms the immoderate mortal,
Where He keeps our memories that have passed,
When they are buried in that forgotten portal,
His omniscient and gathering grace,
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Plucking strings, from an ancient instrument
invokes a chord of mysterious rhapsody,
conjure melodies of distant land,
an aria stirs about the lost decadence,
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