jamesrpendleton's Saved Poems

This is the beginning of endings.
Ending the hollering, the complaining.
The back stabbing, the hating.
Ending the costliness of aiming at others' hearts instead of embracing, empathizing saying I wonder where their hearts are?
I wonder what...

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 How decadence looms around you, even when precived crushed.


 The hypnotic clinch, the alluring pull by creation and design.


 Shall it have ever been my first, it shall too be my last.


 A forever, that never was, yet with cornerstone and...

A Double-headed Eagle over the Kremlin
By William He

With his penetrating eyes.
The clinching interlocking claws, a gyrating wheel.
He comes galloping down,
Leaves the portrait of a double head,
Tumbling loop around spire and silent...

If you sit down at set of sun
And count the acts that you have done,
And, counting, find
One self-denying deed, one word
That eased the heart of him who heard,
One glance most kind
That fell like sunshine where it went --
Then you may count...