Long All wet Poems

Saul’s twinkling eyes took it all in – the platinum hair framing a first-class face, the silvery sheath dress wrapped around a figure that was out of sight, but in plain view. She was definitely...

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Some people wind up with twisted knickers
When they get insulted by nitpickers
Words are sticks and stones
Causing moans and groans
When they hear heckling whispers and snickers

Women used to call knickers 'underpants'
They'd get them twisted with tauntings...

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Two bee’s or not two bee’s


So there I was one day, in the middle of a flower,
And all of a sudden there came this great big shower!
The rain poured down and I was trapped in...

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The first time I saw her, I just wanted to stare 
I'm in love, who heard this, were just my ears 
It's real, i fell in love for the first time 
I reached home, and...

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WORLD WAR 11 THROUGH THE EYES OF MY DAD
POEM NO 2 OF TRILOGY

My father was one of six children, whose family
Had no financial reserves, so explained to them amicably
That he had decided he wanted to...

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He wrote her a song, but it never got finished
They both fell in love, but it was soon diminished
She sits on his bed and cries in his lap
He cries back at her, knowing they can't...

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I hoped that you could still
speak to me in pain,
and never let me leave your arms.
I hope you never forget me.
I write to you,
my favourite person, wishing that you’d read.
Hoping you’d hear my inner screams.
As...

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Comin Thro the Rye
by Robert Burns
modern English translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
 
Oh, Jenny's all wet, poor body,
Jenny's seldom dry;
She's draggin' all her petticoats
Comin' through the rye.
 
Comin' through the rye, poor body,
Comin' through the...

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Tumbleweed Billy And One Eyed Sam

Banked off jagged hills, pushed on by memory
Cause and effect took turns churning the sidewinders
Tumbleweed Billy and One Eyed Sam (The patron Saint of snake eyes)
Dragged down from on high...

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A Red, Red Rose
by Robert Burns
modern English translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
 
Oh, my love is like a red, red rose
that's newly sprung in June
and my love is like the melody
that's sweetly played in tune.

And...

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THE DRAGLINE  for Pete Brett 

One hundred foot boom 
 7-½-yard bucket 
The tracks are like 
 Ones on the tracks of a tank
They go chunk clunk and clank  

Arm of the boom...

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White dove over troubled waters, she flew into the morn
As sun surfaced over sails lit the wreckage of midnights storm.
A tiny dot upon the waves, shackled to a beam.
The condemned man has survived against all...

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I dreamed I was dreaming one evening as I lay
in a garden with flowers thriving
In an old back yard I played in a mystical mood
In the dream I dreamed I was near an old house
The...

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*And they came to Elim
where there were twelve springs
and seventy palm trees
and they camped there near the water.*

After the red sea, after the red sea…
departing from its great depths,
leaving the death of Pharaoh’s men,
well-oiled chariots...

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This is a cliché. That's my name for an old aside or an adage here we go into the 
world of CharlaXFabels once more gentle reader...

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A Dusty Box of Memories.

A dusty box of memories was full of untold hurts. 
And out of fear, She kept them there, remembering, she'd cry.
That woman made afraid of men would give it one more...

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'An Ill-fated Person Meeting His Loved One'

It snowed 
And she appeared like the snow
She appears like the speed of a storm
I do not know when she arrived
Like a pleasant breeze 
Why do I look for...

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(French terms to know: arabesque (ar-a-besk) stand on one leg, other leg extended back
with knee straight, arms out; pirouette (peer-oo-et) a full turn of the body on the top of
the toe or the ball of...

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When a man's on his own, he's just dat.
He's dis an he's dat … jus dis an dat …  an dat's dat.
But now let a good woman enter his life
Let a good woman become...

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What were you doing, alone in the woods, my John,
What were you doing out at dawn?
Why it hasn't rained for ages now,
So many failed crops, and fields you must plough.
Your dirty clothes are all so...

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Started off a beautiful night
all dressed up and off to dance
laughing talking drinking wine
wearing my favorite pink pants. 

Im not sure when it hit me
but i suddenly felt alone
beautiful people everywhere
everyone in their zone. 

i...

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Back in 2013 the President 'resetting,' drew a line in the sand
  Syria sprinted across it; faced no response from our end

So, Bashir Assad killed his own countrymen with chemical gas
   hundreds...

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 Dialog of 2 poets:
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1. Lonely Soul
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Between heaven and earth,

between summer and winter,

Lonely Soul rushed,

rustling her wings.

Up to the stars,

again downward

from eave to eave,

from window to window

and again, she is in flight.

The fires burn somewhere;

somewhere...

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She’s got happy feet,
kicking moist sand in the air
Running in a zig zag line
like a high-flying kite
Nyla is calypso dancing around, 
with her heart floating off the ground
Hearing the trailing away voices of “you’re it...

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