Long Ahold Poems

I was a seventeen year old senior in a coed, catholic high school.  Our gym classes however were still all boys and all girls.  My senior year we had gym every other day...

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You've been making some big insights, telling me how you see and view me living my life. I respect what all you have to say, but ti regard me as mean, miserable, and unhappy as...

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Remember the day before you died? Your heart reeked of mania. The way you lied about your whereabouts broke my world into a mangling mess. Who cleaned up my mess? It used to be you....

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Time On Myside

You may always think that you have forever or could be granted some extra time; how cleaver.

But no one knows what the future holds, or how much time you really have left to...

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Time On Myside

You may always think that you have forever or could be granted some extra time; how cleaver.

But no one knows what the future holds, or how much time you really have left to...

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Early in the MOURNING I usually went out,
To ride my bike on a FLOUR filled route.
BUTT because of the WHEATHER, today I changed,
A nice ride in the evening I had arranged.

I found myself riding THREW...

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For Christ also suffered once for sins, the righteous for the unrighteous, to bring you to God. He was put to death in the body but made alive in the Spirit.
1 Peter 3:18 NIV

Oh, how...

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12 hours of excruciating labor pangs have Sacagawea breathing
into the face of Death,
as she violently shakes her head back and forth, teeth clenched,
sweat boiling and eyes furious
it seems to me that she is detetmined to...

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I dwelt on a forest green, productive farm, in fruitfulness of golden autumn,
Where ragged scarecrows waved gladly, beneath turquoise skies, and plum.

Ours was the latest generation of farmers, like hued skies of late afternoon,
In their...

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~ So when before I was brought to know such 
a day as this ... yes-once it weighed heavily 
on me the thought; will it ever-come ... 
yes and my pain, will it never-end? ~



~ While in the instance of my depression 
I was unable to see the love of God well 
within the waters, kind reflection; but 
now; now through Him I have come to 
behold and live to tell of the treasure 
therein contained and abounding. Within 
this joyous and ever humbling-divine day 
for me of revelation, and so now; now-my-
joy-has-been-sustained. For when I am to 
ponder the simple nature of His love in all 
of its purity, and patient delights; visions 
of these they skip across my mind from 
time to time. As my eager-hand ... the 
open-gesture, it moves to lay ahold 
of the promise of another. ~ 



~ As this intention that I've picked up I carry 
now and cast-briskly ... into the darkness of 
the moist liquids, to land. As the-ripples gentle 
gliding they come to move in freedom across 
the vivid reflection, of this glassy-sheen, while 
slowly they are brought to roll along evenly 
with me-and-onward to-lay in peace-beside 
the stillness; of the open-shores. As-swiftly my-
thoughts of God-and-life they move and-dance, 
upon the-humble shallows deeper and-ever deeper 
into the heart, of the waters ... and so my heart 
here stands-in view of-this-and feeling fonder. ~ 



~ For-the tender ... thoughtful-kisses I give each 
place here in my heart that abide-amid the presence 
of Gods' supreme love, and-perfect-goodness; given-now-
for the many blessings that I see. Amid the glory of-His 
many-other-wonders; I give my-heart again this-day; more-
time ... for the nature of their-open-beauty; to-ponder. ~ 
 
 
because-
ethereal-
elegance-love,
veracious-forever-
enchanting. ~
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~ Truth, ~
e'er aware-
~ evolving, ~
~ evermore. ~
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~~ Time tender ~~
~ terry's to-and-fro, ~
~ their finger running ~
~~~ through its hair. ~~~
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Joy ... runs, embraces-
~~~~ itself! ~~~~
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~ Love lost, the aching-
desire, burning-within, frail, 
though; will I rise, greater-
before days; because 
promised, hope-
chance; verity 
my faith these 
gentle-whispers-
echo-the-opportunity,
and so it is to them-I-
answer, fall before. For this; 
God; I-know would never negate. ~
 Patience-holds the-hand-of-grace.
 Wisdom embracing-knowing-love, 
peace ... holds-the-hand-of-truth, 
will-together all-discern ... !...

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When looking into the mind's mirror
All that's found is fear there

Peering into that dark place
Not recognizing the face

Lurking there's the daemon, the monster
Yet some still see what they once were
Standing way off on a distant...

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Would you take a walk with me
Let's go to your favorite trail
If you don't have a favorite trail
Picture a narrow path that starts
On the bottom of a mountain
Now we shall meet at noon
We have arrived...

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when the night comes and the moon 
calls me i have to go                      ...

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The luxuriously full
And richly green trees 
Were in their best form
In this part of the forest.

A spot untouched by
Civilization, possibly never
Treaded on by a human foot.
Until now.  Only the deer had left
Her prints in...

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The Writers Tail liaT sretirW ehT
by Charles Robert Hice on Wednesday, November 28, 2012 at 12:22pm ·
The Writers Tail
the poor writer can not post a poem anywhere to be recognized himself as a poet unless...

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Jesus is calling come my people come for the Kingdom of God is at hand.
Arise out of your spiritual graves, look into me and make a stand.

There was a Super-natural move of God. When He...

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The orphan boy and old man shared a stare.
The orphan had no one to give him love,
"I am alone." This thought held tight his mind.
The older man pondered aloud "Like me!"
"But I am old, too...

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Tiny baby girl, I dream about you now. Ever since seeing you and holding you my world seems to fluctuate around you. It's in the way you smile, the way you laugh. The way you...

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People raise your 
glasses up as I 
propose a toast, for 
spittin thangs that 
do spit flame and 
grab ahold of folks,

with 2 hands open 
wide and poised to 
grab and hold ya 
throat, this...

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Pretty girl.
She sits a thousand miles away.
I really want to show her how I do.
Patience is truly a virtue.
I sit waiting, watching from a far.
Is it possible for long distance phone call to bring her...

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He puts it out there, the Schrödinger’s cat of invitations.

Now, I’m irritated. “I TOLD you I don’t have time for.. involvement.”

“But you have to eat - so eat with ME,” he shrugs. “You can build...

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Society is a reason that has just ran cold,
Like the tempature I'm feeling never seems to get ahold,
The sadness lingers over and the beauty starts to fade,
When I saw all the negative on the news...

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I thought to write about my High School Social Studies 
book report. An uncomplicated short story about the 
lives of two characters who like to take life the short and 
easy way. I decided to...

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This is a story of an old couple who had no children of their own.
One day while the old woman was washing clothes at a nearby river, she saw a large rosy peach floating downstream.
She...

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~ ((~ As I Ponder ~)) ~ 

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~ When before I was brought to know such 
a day as this ... yes-once it weighed heavily 
on me the thought; will it ever-come ... 
yes and...

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