Long Apportion Poems

EFFUSED ENCOUNTER


Neither a dream nor a trick, I beguiled--
I reach the sky enameled with golden smile.
To hurdle bumps and curves, I continue to pedal
this steadfast being yearn to step on a pedestal,
I found at the...

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EVOL UT I ON ... NO 1 TU LOVE
(The Eden Agenda III)


I have loved most everyone, yet so few have loved me back.

So much good I have done, but suspicions aroused, they attack.
How I so...

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The Man casts a shadow purulent with stealth
    Having seen his apportion of nebulous days.
In fear of himself... too long on the shelf
    And a vague memory of far...

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WISDOM WAS FOUND

The day moves me into this ultimate search
Of the principality that Lords over life
And rules over Kings, nobles, aged and Princes
As my desire yearns for that which is profitable to direct.
Steadfastly aiming to...

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I must have slept to be able to wake
My physical pains dissipate as I now shift to find comfort 
My heart sends trembles to my lips
This is not an easy day
Yesterday brought new frailty concerns,...

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 Pyrrhic revenge

They’d eaten his books, his clothes and lean paper money,
Whetted their teeth against his coins and an old jar of honey.
They’d blown cold air nightly, as they gnawed whilst he slept,
Eating bits of...

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there is much joy to be had during the Christmas season
as people celebrate the holidays of which many find so pleasing
even thought the days are now dark with this global economic strife
we still have joy...

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Whether the Good Lord or Charles Darwin gave Adam his fruit

Regardless of ideology versus faith rules our common pursuit


We need to accept that life is dangerous and fraught with peril

Don’t jump the gun before facing...

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Make for the corner, Fresno-Whittier
(there’s neighborhoods a whole lot prettier):
it’s probably ten-ninety-six,
but don’t draw weapons – that’s a Nix.
The man before you’s not a “perp”,
so don’t come on like Wyatt Earp.

Latina (claims she’s J-Lo’s cousin)
talking...

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My Father’s Hand!

My father left me when I was a baby
and all that remained of him… was his hand! 
The hand that edged its way
into the last photo he took of me!
As I grew, I...

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DIARY OF BOYS TO MEN

WHEN WE BECAME A MAN:
Entrant into the promise land of adulthood
Where the wanderings cease and building begins
Where that unstable thing in us solidifies
Where the irresponsible become committed
Where you rise up to...

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Do you thank the Sun
On any day for duty done?
Due to Sun, life is no burden
As He makes World a garden

Do you salute the Moon
For His giving a cool boon?
Never postpone, do it soon
He challenges...

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Twenty six people is all there would be
Between Mr Julius Ceaser and me
Twenty six lives laid end to end
It’s a notion akin to making time bend

Let me explain what I’m ranting about
That history’s short when...

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When the masters came breathing superiority
We became curious servants
They ruled us, they exploited us, they planted us
We cried, we laughed
They humiliated us, they enlightened us
We moan, we learn
And when they left because we clamoured
We celebrated...

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Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces,
Makes each one of us who we are, and do become,
Each passing moment joins us and then releases.
Each passing human secures a piece and then some.

We are...

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May you gently tender whatever surrounding you
As your mother tenders you  

May you generously give whoever in want 
As you are given by beloved ones 

May you patiently enlighten whoever innocently unaware  
As...

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May you gently tender whatever surrounding you
As your mother tenders you  

May you generously give whoever in want 
As you are given by beloved ones 

May you patiently enlighten whoever innocently unaware  
As...

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Tendency is, to apportion 
Love:

like slices of iced sweet
at a party

braying festive, 2 playful swipes 
at a swinging, loaded donkey

(not the husband this time)

toffee for the dear loyal mate -- 

allotment of love, for precious...

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So-called Lady Luck, post your impulse rounds: 
Tell where next goes your famed Midas touch; 
Where in the days near shall your wild leg lead
The favored donees of your capricious search? 

Against your impulse-urged turns...

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So much worry and confusion 
From life’s problems and uncertainties
But the actual solution
Hidden beneath anxiety and fear
Can be found in absolution
From the blame and reproach
Then begins pure inspiration
Discovered within the simplicity
Without any exasperation
A vision starts...

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While i understand and totally get

It's human nature to want to
apportion blame

When it comes to one's government
remember

Very rarely do the voting public agree

With the choices made on their behalf

In a democray once we have placed
our...

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I APPRECIATE YOU 

You are so swift 

Across my life you always want to drift

Each time I try to up my game, 

You showed the bottom and left me with no option that to apportion...

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Why dear night, do you remove the
canvas every day before the drenched colors dry?
how will we ever see and admire the portrait,
that which starts with blisters of pink from the 
mountain of lions, and a...

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O seed of minute proportions,
So small, a minuscule apportion.

From God, you were sent,
From a low place, you were meant for a glorious ascent.

Yes, low, down into the ground you go,
Covered with dirt first before you...

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