Far Flung Poems - Poems about Far Flung

...A Collaboration with Duke Beaufort The youthful memories I have did grate Upon my innermost self and I'd cry For my depressed spirit which longed to die And halt life tainted with anger and h......

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...The youthful memories I have did grate Upon my innermost self and I’d cry For my depressed spirit which longed to die And halt life tainted with anger and hate Yet now in a manic marvelous stat......

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...Looking Never Found. When did the searching start ? Perhaps at the very first beat, of an innocent, uncorrupted, heart. Perhaps a dark nights lullaby rhyme? When the seekers eyes, were unb......

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...These angels born of restlessness Soliloquies of dreams and lace Dance among the gilded tears Upon the pages of thy face Yet from thy lips my heart devours Rising from that hallowed well Each ......

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... Written: April 4th 2025, for contest sponsored by Brian Strand **************** April arises with a gentle promise crocuses awaken from their winter dormancy — while ......

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...Development should be inclusive: From far flung to the urban From countryside to cityside From the least to the greatest From local to international arena It's like a road, a railway A blueprin......

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...The following fictitious scenario I evoke Analogous to fire breathing puffed up imaginary dragon (in a land called Honah Lee) ye might rightly think what the deuce haunting spectre ace of sp......

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...I go to church each Sunday, God warns ‘there’s much to fear, the world is decomposing, the final end is near’. I go to church each Sunday and taste the wine and bread, though elsewhere on our......

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...1985. We looked for signs not so much had changed Wars in far-flung parts – the same-O-blame-O. An acceptable amount of body bag counts. Was Orwell too early to be this late? 1996. Upheavals ......

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...Though little Suzie was wild about horses, she was too young to ride, At just five golden years old. Like summer faded, where nature sighed. Playful Suzie longed to visit Banbury Cross, a......

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...In the classroom of the Cosmos Experience is the just and thoughtful Master. She taxes us to teach us strength, plays silent games to teach us laughter. How can we scorn Her wisdom, and cry......

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... Deep in meditation, I waited. Breathing slow, soft and deep; I waited. Then exploded on the inner screen Such an image of the Divine Matrix It took my breath away. There sat I, alone, y......

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...“Never spend your time in anticipation of a future, procrastinating and thinking that we have so much of time ahead and many more opportunities on our way. But nothing is certain, only the present ti......

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...The Raven and the Bard -Daniel Henry Rodgers The Raven's quill drips shades of blackest night, Its haunting words, a melody of fright. The Bard......

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...Jack and Jill were brother and sister, whose environs were hilly and green; And they groomed horses and worked in gardens, oft 'til a moonlight scene. They did daily chores on a farm, in ......

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