God would never ask that Man..

God

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Would never ask that Man

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Should kill

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Or

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Terrorise

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Or

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Maim

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Though deceived

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(As many are)

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Such beliefs

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Men do proclaim

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Egal Bohen

Religions of Man IX - Evil are they

Evil

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Are they

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Who

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Through Religion

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Preach Death

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Truly

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They are not of God

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Egal Bohen

Morning

Cold wind buffets faces rudely

In the early morning light

Sending tears not of sadness

As we leave our place of night

Into a world of a pale half moon

Flying high in a daytime sky

For a second an awareness

Shelter is how we survive

Reminding us

We are of nature

And

From nature

Cannot hide

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Egal Bohen

Robin

Image Dangermouse

Redbreast Robin

Stands 'pon two small stakes

Both angled steady, for appearance sake

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As mariners might stand upon a heaving deck

He owns wherever he doth set

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So small a thing, he looks with steady eye

On all who might approach

His sturdy thigh

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This bird
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An ounce of fluff and sinew, chance some bone
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His heart a pea

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Was from a Tiger

Surely grown

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Egal Bohen

Sonnet 66 - comment..

Each word here hearkens from the past - Each word here speaks Of bitter winters blast - Of England in Elizabethan cloak And yet Of life, of death invited, e'en invoked - Where all of consequence Time ordered Now be broke - Save love alone for one - For whom these words he wrote.. - Egal Bohen - Comment on Sonnet 66 by William Shakespeare

By Emotion Borne

World that we wear - By time From Spirit torn - Through simple love t''would seem - We may become - Immortal - By Emotion - Born - Egal Bohen

Tribute to..

Marsh marigolds at sunrise spring

From

Stratford's marshes green

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Where Shakespeare

Beauty doth compare

With larks that sweetness sing

Tribute to "Aubade" by

William Shakespeare

Comment on..

Indeed this beauty Will doth scribe

Is

Beauty true

Such

That it casts a shadow 'cross the world

That we would view

That beauty

Seen by eyes on Earth

Takes on cold winter's hues

Compared to that seen by his heart

In summer

Loving you

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Comment on "From you I have been absent in the Spring" (Sonnet 98)

by

William Shakespeare