ALPHABETICAL LISTING OF THE POETRY ON THIS SITE

T. W. Smith
beaconzbard@ilovejesus.net

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A
POEMPAGE
A FRESH YOUNG FACETHREE
A NEW STARTSIXTEEN
A NOTE TO JESUSSEVENTEEN
AWESTRUCKTEN

B
POEMPAGE
BATSSEVEN
BLESSED BE THE ONEFIVE
BLUETWO

C
POEMPAGE
CORY SHANEFOURTEEN
CRISISTWO

D
POEMPAGE
DARKSEVEN
DECEPTION--TEMPTATIONTWO
DOWNWARD SPIRALFOUR

F
POEMPAGE
FATHER I WILL DIENINE
FILL MY HEARTONE

G
POEMPAGE
GENTLE BREEZETWO
GLORY, HONOR, TRUTHTWENTY-ONE
GOD IN HEAVENNINE
GUILTELEVEN

H
POEMPAGE
HOW LONG?NINETEEN
HUMBLY I KNEELTWENTY-ONE
HYPOCRITEONE

I
POEMPAGE
I BUILT MY HOUSE ON QUICKSANDTWENTY-TWO
I LEFT THE DOOR OPENTHREE
I LIVED THIS LIFE IN MY DREAMSEIGHTEEN
IN A CLOSET, IN MY HEARTTWELVE
IN THE DARK, ON A JOURNEYTEN
IN THE FREEDOMFIFTEEN
I ONCE DREAMEDTWELVE
I SEE THE TRAGEDYTHIRTEEN

J
POEMPAGE
JESUS IS MY LIGHTONE

K
POEMPAGE
KALEB'S TALETWENTY

L
POEMPAGE
LATEREIGHT
LEFT HERE TO BE BORNELEVEN
LESSONSEIGHTEEN
LIFE IS A SONGTEN
LIKE A LITTLE BOYTWENTY ONE
LYING HERE ON THE BACK OF THIS EAGLEFIVE

M
POEMPAGE
MY CAPTAINFOUR
MY CHILD, FOR YOU, I MUST DIENINE
MY GOD IS GREATSIX
MY GOD LOVES MESIX
MY SON, WILL YOU DIE . . .NINE
MY YOUNG FRIEND
(WHEN I WAS DOWN, I HEARD MY LORD SAY)
THREE

N
POEMPAGE
NONTITLEDSIX
NO TITLE FIVE

O
POEMPAGE
OR DO I?NINETEEN

S
POEMPAGE
SADLYNINETEEN
SELFISHNESS TWENTY-TWO
SHADOWS OF MY ACTIONSTWENTY-TWO
SHARP TEETH, VICIOUS GROWLSTWENTY
SOMEDAYSTWELVE
SO WHO AM I?FIVE
SWIMMING IN CIRCLESFOUR

T
POEMPAGE
THANK YOUSIXTEEN
THAT SWEET SWEET GIRLFOURTEEN
THE DAY?FIVE
THE DIFFERENCE NINETEEN
THE DRAB NIGHT SKYSEVEN
THE FIRE WAS HOTTWENTY
THE INTIMATE ENCOUNTERELEVEN
THE KINGTWELVE
THE SHADOWS OF THE DAYTHIRTEEN
THE SNOWTHREE
THIS LONELY ROOMEIGHTEEN
THIS SHOULDN'T BETHIRTEEN
THY STRENGTHFIFTEEN
TO WOULD BE. . .EIGHTEEN
TROUBLES
JUST LET ME BE
NINETEEN

U
POEMPAGE
UNDER THE STARSSIXTEEN
UNLABELED POEMEIGHT
UNNAMED POEMEIGHT
UNTITLEDFIVE

W
POEMPAGE
WEAKNESSSIXTEEN
WHEN IT WAS TIME SEVENTEEN
WORDS OF PRAISETEN
WRITTEN FOR SAMFOURTEEN

Y
POEMPAGE
YOURS FOR THE TAKINGSEVENTEEN
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THE ROSE
(OF UNITY)

By T. W. SMITH

the rose that grows
where the dog relieved himself bestows
a certain beauty
upon all that it touches.
It’s time for us
to gather together
to unite around New York City
around Washington DC,
for the beauty of that rose
the rose that grows
where the dog relieved himself bestows
a certain beauty
upon all that it touches.