ArmourQuill Hunter

Rookie (1949 / Fort Smith, AR)

ArmourQuill Hunter Poems

1. The Unjust Mate 4/21/2006
2. We Danced In My Dreams 4/21/2006
3. Dolphins, And True-Love Can Fly... 4/21/2006
4. I Lied, So Sue Me 4/21/2006
5. Love’s Cloudy Day 4/21/2006
6. Drinking Love Cold 4/21/2006
7. Love Above The Grand-Can 4/21/2006
8. Arithmetic Minus Six 4/20/2006
9. What Is Measureless Time 4/20/2006
10. The Chief Musician 4/20/2006
11. A Dance To The End... 4/20/2006
12. Drugs 4/20/2006
13. Pausing To Know God’s Path 4/21/2006
14. Love Without A Blueprint? 4/21/2006
15. Upside-Down Dreams 4/21/2006
16. Men, Who Love, Perfect And Not 4/21/2006
17. Talking Hearts 4/20/2006
18. Granted... (Peace...!) 4/20/2006
19. Dream Scenario 4/20/2006
20. Communication, The Key 4/20/2006
21. The Transforming Question 4/20/2006
22. God Paints Secrets Of The Atom 4/20/2006
23. 2-Halves Made= Whole 4/20/2006
24. Man’s Thought Factory 4/20/2006
25. Embryonic Explosive Impact 4/20/2006
26. Blackbirds Can Dance 10/1/2006
27. Translucent Colours, Living-In-Art 10/7/2006
28. In, Through, And Around 10/9/2006
29. The Glorious Bath 10/16/2006
30. Religion Is... 10/18/2006
31. A Needle In A Hay Hat 10/19/2006
32. Scarlet Rope Of Heaven's Life-Raft 4/28/2006
33. Swashbuckling Piratess De Lorrain 4/28/2006
34. Free-Wheeling Across The Floor 4/22/2006
35. Peace, Granted... 4/22/2006
36. Highlander Highlights Scarecrow-Man 4/23/2006
37. Shaking You Down 4/23/2006
38. I Buried My Rose Today... 4/20/2006
39. Auckland, New Zealand, By Night 4/20/2006
40. Jehovah-Jireh My Praise 4/20/2006
Best Poem of ArmourQuill Hunter

True, Real, Love

True love is tested
True love is best
Love is harder that all the rest
It’s balanced in wisdom
Its judgments are true
It is not just sentimental of heart
Thus, governing love with forgiveness’ glue

Love rebukes
Love brings growth
Love acknowledges what’s good for both
Love weighs “the truth” with event of time
Love, indeed, is “such a good friend” of mine
Though, love must start first from within
It frees the soul from unwanted guilt and sin

Love lives and gives, and humbly receives
It never harbours resentment for lost realities
It makes...

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The Chief Musician

My Quill is inditing such a good matter,
Of all “excellent treasures” I made for the King.
My tongue is the majestic ever-ready “Rainbow pen.”
Grace is poured into my lips, making me fairer in face.
His marvelous golden-grace flows richly through me.

My side is girded with his valiant sword from on high…
O most Mighty; ride with your glory and great majesty.
Release your heavenly life-giving river-flow of truth.

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