Long Age Poems
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Only True Love has empathy to spare,
Only True Love can stop the tears from flowing,
Only True Love is devoid of selfishness.
Only True Love knows the meaning of forgiveness,
Only True Love takes passion in the right direction,
Only True Love can make the ultimate sacrifice.
Only True Love speaks through the heart,
Only True Love is guilt free,
Only True Love is safe under the moon.
Only True Love sees the beauty within us all,
Only True Love can make us feel truly needed,
Only True Love can calm our restless spirits.
Only True Love can remove inequalities,
Only True Love can make us fearless,
Only True Love can keep us from plunging over the precipice.
So my heart has been warmed and touched by those who took the time in this selfish world to greet my once-a-year birthday greetings tunes. May your day be the day of love and growth for you also someone to care that you lived another year.. someone to express greeting means a heart filled thanks for the river of constant love that flows from heart to heart in the cycle of life.. May the river of kindness never run dry in my world your world of met and greet.
So the latest is from my birthday tell yesterday I have been all of a sudden very ill some say a psychic attack all right so with the tears in my eyes I tried to smile but the attacks did not stop very severely pain, so I prayed and I prayed all night long and cried so hard my eyes were swollen the pain remained and the dreams battles were fierce dizzy spells and I could not walk very far all of a sudden it was over. But my body is still very weak so every kind gesture has humbled me and the music keep me alive just believing in the songs that no wrong would bury my destiny keep me climbing this push to my inner flame and for you you don,t want to be me a lonely place to be great test and the still small voice and light that guides the way to. What the Holy Father wants from our time down here on earth. Update on my work.......................................................................
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I once saw an old man with hair
the color of snow and in his hand,
He held two circulates of gold.
I asked the man what the rings
were for.
One, He said, is for the Young
and the other for the Old.
With questioning eyes, I looked
upon and as He explained,
I heard logic's song.
An in conclusive reasoning, He said
and then a comforting smile,
He gave, as He continued to say.
(The Young) " The heavy bodies
descend by gravity and again the
gravity is quality; Whereby a heavy
descends is an impertinent circle and
teaches nothing.
Meaning: The Journey Onward.
(The Old) " A circle which touches
the curve and close to the point more
nearly coincides with the curve than
hence is called; Circe of curvation.
Meaning: Coming Into Full Circle.
An unofficial association of people, I said
but the smart set goes there.
It's simple my Dear, He said;
A plane curve generated by one point
moving at a constant distance from a
fixed point, (The Young & The Old).
As He calculated the circumference of the
circle, again He spoke.
Every part of which is equally distant from
a point within it, is called: The Center, The Soul.
He spoke in logic in which I had never heard spoken.
A conclusion of a form of argument between two
or more unproved statements that in the end, prove
each other as one.
Alpha, Omega, The beginning and the ending,
a circulate of gold. The Young and The Old.
Sky talk
The massive intellect of the universe
have thought that it is no longer cost-effective to
human on planet earth
The problem is how to save other non-human life
plants, trees, and flowers
Careful before one continues lest it thinks useful
born without a sense of humor, regarded fun-time
as an extension of work
What is needed to save the world's plant life is
to find a person magnifically stupid, who is silent
and delay any sensible reaction.
Enter, the Peacemaker
A man of such foibles as admitting to failure will
lead humanity so quickly to a fall that there shall
There's no asking, oh dear, what happened
Smoothly, the voice of the alter intellect said
Tucker Carlson is packing, and his readers sighed
The rumors were true
It's farcical how young I feel
Though I acknowledge what’s real
I look in the mirror and see
Someone else looking back at me.
Mirrors show every tiny line
I believe they cannot be mine
Though my vision has become blurred
And I struggle to hear a word.
Once I possessed dark brunette hair
Now there's silver threads everywhere
In my mind I’m still young with zeal
In the mirror truth doth reveal.
It's the same when I write at night
That youngster is my guiding light
I realise it’s daft but true
She’s my muse to poetry too.
How quickly goes passing of time
But to me I'm still in my prime
Here's to being the young aged me
‘Til conclusion of my life’s story.
The Last Day
The first day is like an unwrapped mystery
Christmas, birthday, holiday present
Oxygen and nitrogen fills the air with freshness
Like news, wet ink from press, unread paper and baby’s breath
The second day is like an unmade bed and breakfast
The sky opens up at high noon for business, middle life
Half time, savory centered, comes with existence, full flavored
Balance takes on the order of the day, remains, saved
The last day is like charcoal grays washed away with rain
Colors fade, grains of sand dance out the counted hours
Doomsday is right around the corner casting shadows
Let’s keep it there, under wraps, under the Christmas trees of past
EU talks
They sat in a splendid room around a big table
talking about Gaza and the war in Ukraine
I avoid saying, "war in Gaza," as it is nothing
but slaughter of the innocent
Naturally, the Hamas was a terrorist entity
and ought the be disbanded and replaced by
worthy people, presumable with an office
Brussel
Regarding Ukraine, EU must help Ukraine
to win this war sending money to by one
thinks buy weapon and Russia was the
unspeakable aggressor
Not one person appeared to have read
the near past, that this war was not needed
Russia didn't want NATO near its border
therefore Ukraine had to be neutral
We know the hysterical reaction when Russia
tried to build a base in Cuba , nuclear arms
were ready and the locks on silos opened
As before the world sided with the USA
Hamas and Hezbollah, bona fide organizations
defending the right of the Palestinians
and other groups, against Israel's aggression
what we think is of no interest to them.
in a world of chaos and disparity
i but strive for order, peace and serenity
and prefer not to put words to how i feel
i'm not one for brooding or drama
though i've been known in my day to be
passionate, even wild and impatient
with the years i've managed to harness
the cauldron of energy i nurture down deep inside
still, to be honest, i don’t like to look in the mirror
i fail to understand where the years have gone
i shiver at facing the inevitable truth that
i could have pursued my dreams with more persistence
and could have done so much more with my life
in my eyes i see the tinge of failure and sadness
the flame of passion withered with disappointment
the regret of having ultimately taken time for granted
i see less of what i have done
and more of what i could have done
i see an emptiness that makes me sad
i see time slipping through my fingers
i realize it’s a warped vision that’s cynical and out of focus
but i can’t help but hate the sadness i see in the mirror
AP: 1st place 2026, Honorable Mention 2023, Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on August 5, 2023 for LET THERE BE VOICE sponsored by JOHN ANDERSON - RANKED 2ND
The 2nd Trump Presidency Begins
To express my own Whitmanesque
"barbaric yawp", constrained by
internal (and external) barriers,
mentally constipated, I merely mutter,
feel pressures steadily mounting.
Hesitant, I expel grunts and breaths --
disinhibit streams of consciousness,
encourage verbal fluidity, ease
the heaviness I feel, the weight
upon my chest. I breathe deeply.
Physiological processes require
tiring conscious effort. I decide
to be calm, to relax, to direct
myself away from temporal reality
to mere existence without excess
self-awareness, without fearfiul
anticipation of "future", which
other animals on earth seem happily
to lack. (Or do they?)
Stop thinking!
(No! Don't!)
in a country of 335 million people
one of the richest more educated places
on the entire planet
the largest economy,
the best military
still for now a democratic country
is this the best we can do
choose between three old white men
as our next leader
and the leader of the world ?
a clearly delusional NYC ex reality TV star president
still talking about draining the swamp
and fighting the evil deep state
destroying the government in the process
as he and his cronies loot the country
a gadfly Senator ex Brooklyn Jew from small town Vermont
formenting radial revolution
yet failing to excite anyone but the young
and those falling behind
and a professional politician who has been around for decades
calling to restore the old failed status quo
saying that he can restore competence to the government
hoping that the third time is the famous charm
dear God if you exist
is this the best we can do?
nothing but silence
as God does not answer my plea