Best Live Over Poems

The Library of Trust and Hope
The Bank of Trust and Hope

(Cant decide on title, so feel free to pick or suggest one)

She was all but four years of age
Birthdays were such magical moments
The cake was filled with candles
The balloons still in their package twelve on...

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Remembering the days of yesteryear
when family ties were held most dear,
gas lamps flickered in the back street
while most of us danced a different beat.
Tragic alleyways of smog and smut
“Live over the brush”* branded a sl*t,
silhouettes infringe the darkest night
gullible back shift broke the morning light.
Adventurous...

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One of a kind So rare today
A privileged to have known
A true gentleman in every way
So gifted
His poems so uplifting
So full of love and appreciation
Would brighten up our darkest days.

I never was lucky enough to have a brother
But Erich was a brother to all like...

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Do we understand
Can we begin to imagine
What it's like
  to live over there

Where drinking water and toilet water
  come from the same source
Where trips into town
  are by donkey or horse

Where babies are more likely
  to die than to live
Where life's...

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The following words are of wisdom in prose
I tried to be careful in what words I chose
They are my own interpretations
With some small poetic alterations

When you look upon another human being
Don’t be fooled by what you are seeing
Don’t judge them by their outer skin
Rather, see...

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I walk outside on this cool October morning...
My mouth is open to swallow this cool air so alluring...
The taste of fall fills my insides for a hunger not revealing...
A warm stew on the stove, the aroma kisses my kitchen ceiling...
The day mapped out leading to...

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Be it that I am doomed to walk the Earth
In fear of time - measured in mere fractions;
Starlight grants me comfort with twinkling mirth,
Lost in wakes of dread deeper than oceans.

I'd ask what it means to live over time,
of paupers; preachers; aristocrats, too - 
why...

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Eightynine 
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Main Entry: relieved Function: adjective Date: 1850: experiencing 
or showing relief especially from anxiety or pent-up emotions 
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relive 
Main Entry: re•live   
Pronunciation: \(ˌ)rē-ˈliv\ Function:...

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Voyagers, convene thyselves to return, among us...
Caesura, crown nigh clod, a sylph unwept,
elision thy silhouette, meno thy minuet...
Thine late occurence on thee, wake of cerise sand

Thou belief, like a billow, upon your whitish cheek,
'Twas marina bay, her twaddle a garb of mer,
A henchman docks, thy...

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Judgment’s Seat
Written: by Tom Wright
January 2015


Before judgment’s seat I’ll someday stand,
And there, for my life, I’ll confess.
I’ll plead entry at the Father’s right hand, 
And Judgment will be just, not some guess.

At mach speed, I’ll live over, my life,
Remembering times of Satan’s taunting;
If during this...

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Tides of Life


Thoughts of my heart flowed out as tears,
The future ahead holds lots of fears.
As I alone walked down that memory lane,
I felt nothing but heartache all over again.

Once the days had been so joyful and carefree,
Those days when we were two; then became...

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hana on 6:53 am, 27 May 2011

what utter nonsense
"go placidly amidst the noise and haste"
i'm not sure but i'm the fool that rushes
bangs my head on the open door, my feelings old
stains on the short
shirt, cuff links hanging from my ears
like discipline my mother wore...

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sweet potatoes baked and browned
crispy marshmallows
chopped pecans toasted lightly
from stove to table
nothing beats dessert
unless it's
mashed!



I am thankful for spending time with my family when they live over 200 miles away....

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Before judgment's seat I'll someday stand,
And there, for my life, I'll confess.
I'll plead entry at the Father's right hand,
And judgment will be just, not some guess.

At mach speed, I'll live over my life,
Remembering times of Satan's taunting.
If during this time sinfulness is rife,
"I'll be weighed...

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I woke up laughing 
It all got better from there
Something way down deep in me
Was asking to be declared 

So now I prepare 
If I don’t, somebody else 
Will make it to the punchline 
Of the joke that’s on myself 

Three hookers and a rabbi...

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