Long Awing Poems

This empath in me
Is embedded in you
Baby, everlastingly,
I feel you effortlessly too

I will hold you close…
I’m your empath nose to nose
Chest to chest, eye to eye, no lie
I will be there, that, I can’t deny...

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Something about the month of May
Through early dawn unto the day
From dusk to night's twinkling play
Of all nature's beauty on display
The Star's own star shines on so bright
Like the sparkle in her eyes alight
I chance...

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I took my children in October
To a castle in the hills.
We were enchanted by its splendor,
Awing grandeur and strange thrills.

Purple plumes of smoke were pouring
From big chimneys in the sky.
The silver moon came out of...

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Bring your thoughts to Jesus
Let Him silence all your doubts
Place your faith in His kindness
He is filled with mercy and hope
Allow Him to encourage your heart
With His grace, His joy, His peace
Feel the warmth of...

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Sholl Brentixus.......speaking to Frunious, yet which is neither might we find: (awing)
must we: or could we( pausing to glare at Dramious)
Dramious.... ( seeing that hiw line is next) Might I speak you as mine that...

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I took my children in October
To a castle in the hills.
We were enchanted by its splendor
Awing grandeur and odd thrills.

Purple plumes of smoke were pouring
From big chimneys in the sky.
The silver moon came out of...

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Wrinkles and twinkles and wind colored cheeks
callused old feelings well hidden

Take a ride in Old Vermont across the covered bridges
Wander through the woods of Maine on down east running ridges 
Stop and face the hard...

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I was thinking of my youth,
which I occasionally do (SIGH).
When I remembered how I it was
to watch a butterfly.

They weren't around all that much to see
as I grew up in the big city.
Yet I had...

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Somewhere in midnight’s nocturnal hallways
As the chill settles down with starlight
While the world stands silent in waiting
There abiding with his flock walks the shepherd
Hopeful in thought and yet weary of foot
He moves his charges through...

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We never know in this life what in the next moment fate will bring…I suppose that’s why we spend so much time relishing in all the little things.

Like spending a day with our children…their children…our...

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Who has soiled the representation
of these people
with songs they shall speak
me She said before
an audience of
musicians.
The flutist and bassoonist
are engaged, they have engaged in
grinding and rumba.
Might she who wishes us apart
speak of some religious definition
that...

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Unbelievable- Paris stopped breathing and even the world,
the cathedral spire shuddered, clung, trembling;
then, plunged burning and the crowd and the world itself,
wept, for the beautiful Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris.

Construction of the cathedral began in...

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.             .  The universe is not ideas
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Warm, soothing gold reminds me of sunlight
Flickering softly, with glimpses of faith
Infused into the breathtaking caress
Against my thirsting face

Passionate imagination beckons from the 
Scarlet hue drifting across my breast
With music playing stardust tones
Against my yearning...

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Vibrant hues of scarlet and gold
Lilac, sapphire, colors so bold
Whispering tunes of glorious hope
Breathless promises revealing how to cope

Rich varieties of laughing blooms
In their beautiful, magical costumes
Fragrances tempting, like lilac perfume
Sweet as tender roses, even...

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Equus Ferus caballus bovinium
awing the Browsband, he sat upon the latigo Keeper
relevant scales
an occurance of a dynamic conjunction
the rhizosphere
in Gilib. He said!
sativa fabaceae and
Tataricicum
Fagopu esculentum
disentangle rhizosheric
those processes
Adda Aiia O' badia Obadiah!
he grinds the wheat to...

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As I incorporate colours with images in my dreams,
Still it’s more the emotional attachments that set the scenes.
Like an onlooker in another world of landscapes,
I am in control as I pull back the invisible drapes.

My...

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From Those Fields Afar, Where Imagination Shines

From dreams of great giants slain he woke
a poet with mighty pen spoke
some days ink running wicked black
others days on romantic track,
words slung as Byron, Shelly, Keats
with not a...

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Kelogb 10 (6-7-6)

You are the genuine ones 
That make this seems to be fun
Till the last one be done 

Let's say you are not there 
Who would have got me cheered 
Makes it meaty and...

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As I incorporate colours with images in my dreams,
Still, it’s more the emotional attachments that set the scenes.
Like an onlooker in another world of landscapes,
I am in control as I pull back the invisible drapes.

My...

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EYES - 

The round-of-life scene,
Hope of hereafter,
An aspect between

Movement hinders sight      and more
A sandy beach
Spread at the shore

Glaze      crust    an itchy lid
Harsh...

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EYES

The round-of-life scene,
Hope of hereafter,
An aspect between

Movement hinders sight      and more
A sandy beach
Spread at the shore

Glaze      crust    an itchy lid
Harsh chemicals
A thousand...

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We pen the beauty of butterflies; we witness the grace in their flight.
The brilliance of shades is seen by day, but what of them by night?
They droop beneath the limbs; wings bound to hold dreams...

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The Shaman sat upon the sand,
the sand of ocher clay;
between the walls of ruins tall,
where ancient one did lay.

The sky above, the earth between;
took in his sincere plea
tinksha’s toned and soft flutes droned,
a mantras bold...

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Like the seraphs whose wings unfold,
Your awing light goes not untold!
As the gaze of Your brilliant face
moves in me all of time and space;

as planets orbit heaven's Sun
and encircle it one by one;
so, too, am...

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