This poem is from 2005.
Mansmith
Inventor of Inventors,
Father of parents,
Judge of judges,
Almighty God, I honour Thee.
Teacher of teachers,
High priest of priests,
Servant of servants,
Son of God, I adore Thee.
Architect of architects,
Healer of physicians,
Lover of lovers,
Holy Ghost, I embrace Thee.
Author of authors,
Cultivator of gardeners,
Sculptor of sculptors,
Thou great Mansmith, I worship thee.
© 2005, Paul W. Erlandson
Monday, May 14, 2018
Old Poem - "Pwned"
This is a poem I wrote back in 2007. See this link for background on the word "pwned."
Pwned
By my love, my heart is pwned.
On love's whetstone it is hwned.
And her body, taut and twned
Makes me tremble, as if stwned.
Oft in loneliness I grwned,
Till she emailed me, or phwned.
Then to her my poor heart mwned;
"Thou art on my heart enthrwned!"
© 2007, Paul W. Erlandson
Pwned
By my love, my heart is pwned.
On love's whetstone it is hwned.
And her body, taut and twned
Makes me tremble, as if stwned.
Oft in loneliness I grwned,
Till she emailed me, or phwned.
Then to her my poor heart mwned;
"Thou art on my heart enthrwned!"
© 2007, Paul W. Erlandson
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