Long A solitary soul Poems

Pardon any absent adulation, bequeathed capitulation, devoted dedication, indiscretion, blabbering peroration, improper salutation or any unintended vexation if this unknown earthling sent a nearly identical message. He over-looked a small number of errors and hoped...

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Beneath the churning skies and wrathful sea, 
A lone man wails into swirling agony.
Each crashing wave, a relentless assault,
Mirroring the chaos of his inner tumult.

Beneath tempestuous heavens, alone he fights,
His vessel, both refuge and dungeon,...

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July 25th, 1996 tied the Gordian knot,...
(I spent noose cents)
begot deux daughters, the major events
both since flew cuckoo's nest,
the eldest angry at papa for offense

sieve behavior fatherly bond
forever sundered permanent rents
unforgiving progeny vents
bile, explosive vitriol...

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The Last Debate is Over
By Franklin Price
10/20/2016

The last debate is over, and here I am once more,
Doing my due diligence to try to show the score.
Don't think either candidate hit the ball out of the...

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one last poem
 
You would never have to share me
If you would only claim me for your own
No one has touched me
I have friends
and then I have closer friends
But I love you
But leaving me
you gave...

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The old oak tree

A lonely old wooden swing 
Suspended in complete stillness
Gripped by ropes once white 
Now stained with memories of childhood
Frayed and worn
Two decades old
It hangs faithfully to the strong arms of the huge...

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A Nook And A Story Book Contest
Sponsor: Eve Roper

There was a day last week that I felt alone and sad,
   I carried days of grief and would pray for sweet dreams,
  ...

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White capped peaks, set a calming essence's surroundings,
A hushed place of peaceful contemplation and serenity,
Time stands still here upon Peter's mountain.
In this isolation's retreat from the outside world, 
A lone solitary soul, does lean onto...

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You walked those savage streets
Without a clue
Without a care
You could not see the dangers or sense that death was everywhere
Predators and prowlers...they all look for parts to play
They saw you as a playground
Your heart and...

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Remove the revenge...remove the rage...remove the revulsion that drives me insane
God,please take the thorns that bring peril and pain
Thorns of trauma and torment,terror and tears
God,hear my prayers and take those thorns made of fear

Thorns of...

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In a world bustling with noise and drone,
Where many voices merge into a single tone,
There walks a solitary figure, unseen,
Lost in the shadows, an outsider's scene.

Amidst the crowd, she stands alone,
Her heart's rhythm beating on...

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War and violence push you so moderate
Through deserts of horror and desolation
Your innocence of tortured and desperate
Child deprived of any play and consolation

Limited plays have now been stopped by your tears
Wounded by snares of atrocities...

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Sweet Restfulness Calls

Night time befalls me. Another storm in the distance summons. Lighting blazing 
down, pays homage to its sound. Life sleeps but restful I am not, calm but no 
bliss have fallen upon my...

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Twickenham's green mead is dank and gray
The sun behind the clouds has gone away
In the drying woods a solitary soul, O alone,
So alone, translate grief to incessant moan.
Nature shows its one with us, in all...

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Where is this soul in solitude?
Alone but rarely lonely
Never closed it is wide open
Soaring, waiting for a time to be

Upon the winds. On land and sea
And with the tides’ ebb and flow	
Telling tales of him...

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Ascent into love, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : Subida al amor

(The first poem in Bousono’s first collection of the same name, written before he was 22,
sounds very much like being his declaration of «...

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I hail from a bombed out sanctuary,
And  from the survivors of genocide
Who had the courage to run
Where none of my people had run before.
I hail from the underground safe haven,
Built by a laborer dubbed...

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Love in Dismay
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The Rustic Old Miner

He lived in the hills in a little shack
traveled he slowly back and forth.
Heavy load resting upon his weary back
back to his mountain in far North.

Had no family that he dare call...

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'He was a funny old bugger', they all agreed as Riley was laid in his grave,
'I believe he had a wife somewhere', said someone else in the nave.
'Two sons and a daughter', another said, 'I...

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AFFILIATION TO WHOSE LAW

If I was law unto myself
What would I be?
Where would I go?
What would I say?
Would I in such a way
Be free?
Or be shown a dark
And narrow path,
Which would purposely
Divert my way?
Would it...

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Memory of a lost Love

 
He sat, motionless, a hard static stare,
Sat there, frozen, to a small rocking chair.
Looked out over garden, so wonderful, so wild,
Bringing back the memory, of when he was a child.
...

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There’s A Thousand Things
Worse Than Lonely
There’s A Hundred Things More, That Hurt
There’s A Million – Murder – Moments
And A Billion More Bubbles Bursts

But, There’s Nothing Here To Tell
And No Soul Here To See
Yet, There’s A...

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The world is on fire because of propaganda and liars
The world may not be flat but we're close to the edge
Just a little, just a little, just a silly little push
But there's just one thing...

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of mice an men aye n'er doth quit
dialing countless times google 
   fascinating to this human caboodle ling kit upon porcelain goddess, 
most brilliant ideas congeal in me mind, and thou' loo pee...

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