Best Poem of P. Vincent Nee

This Day Called Christmas Doth Have Meaning
The Church of POE laid in despairing darkness yet chimes could be heard ringing off in the silence of this historic Night; Be Yee aware of the cold good friend you travel without a warming coat and your shoes are soulless there was little Light!
I can see you not Sir, just as well spoke the talking shadow I might well scare you by my . . .
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A Glorious Face
Beating drums clashed in the late nights silence, Barnasheba shook with every methodical Note; Hearting temples shed in the crossing perfumed Queens Chambers her maidens made ready the love Boat!
Scribes have written on her greatness avowing her to be the Eternal Flames of Beauty and she does so wear her endless youth Well; Wives . . .
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