Long Affined Poems

From ashes of Sokovia, a twin sister rose,
With powers of chaos and psionic flows,
Wanda they called her, tethered spirit unfurled,
As women before her, she reckoned this world. 

Her pain born of loss, and hurt tragedy,
Fueled...

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LOVE OF THE SUBCONSCIOUS MIND

Lost was that gift none can ever replace,
that gift come from the Divine,
a love in the subconscious mind.
Angels wept for joy, for my love and I,
for what we were and had...

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And I despise the flowers as a gift
it's wrong to condemn something to death
by giving it
now 
your soul is patched for my heart
(as a protest badge)
and that heart was holding the walls of my being

I...

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My Katie was here for a while and then gone.
Your face brings her face to mind.
Gazing at deep pools of innocence, I see
a loveliness usually hard to find.
Yet, time, I do need, so as not...

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1st commandment "have no other god except me"
Should there be, He is impartial referee 

2nd commandment "do not make idols"
It simply makes the two seem equal

3rd commandment "take His name not in vain"
If thou shall...

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She was an old lady, widowed for years long.
Mrs. Sims was her name, lived a block away.
She was alone, her three children were gone.
Never a caring word did she hear them say.

I was busy, a...

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Amidst the thunders and in the rain shower,

Still the feeling to go and be ahead the lightened tower,

Why Oh fisherman, do you wish to trade this water,

For you know today the weather doesn’t look any...

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From a mother to a child,  Who is close to her heart.  
He is just like her own child.  
He is good,  he is wise but some how, 
He forgot his...

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I have buried a brother.
I have buried a father, a mother.
The ground has claimed many other 
aunts and uncles at one time or another.

Friends I've lost by the score.
Seems there wouldn't be any more.
But every...

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In years past and now, and those to also come
Close by, afar, where’er , all men are one
Thus affined well to all ‘good things’ on earth
And give their lives to hunting down some pence

He is...

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I've buried a brother.
I've buried a father, a mother.
Into the ground have gone aunts 
and uncles at one time or another.

Friends I have lost by the score.
Seems there could not be any more.
But every day...

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