Long Balked Poems

I can’t speak for other men but as I grow older I have found listening to my wife makes life easier. 

So when she said we should move to a retirement community while we’re still...

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I laugh as I think of it now, the dire warnings of hell
Nothing could scare me it didn’t matter, on this teaching I never did dwell.
I wondered why one dark night, again begging for sleep.
No...

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"Raining in Summer" Contest
Sponsor: Ink Empress
3rd Place
"Raindrops" Contest
Sponsor: Jcb Brul
2nd Place

It's raining.
Well, it was at least.
I'm just a nobody in their parents' garage witnessing the aftermath.

And it's raining.

After so long.
I love the rain.
The way it...

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...Jack couldn’t believe such nonsense,
said, “You’re not a shrink, you’re insane.
I’ve been a farmer all my life,
And no one has cut on my brain.”

Johns handed him a new picture,
it was Jack stretched on a table,
a...

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O balked from the tree of his righteousness
Dried out, crushed to bitter pulp, I am bleached
Of his nature, his image sin digest
Till I am a chemical drip, a leached
Embodiment of human reason, just
Paper without special...

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Whispered words from behind a wall
to cronies gathered hale and tall.
“Go on ahead.” He said. “Let me see.”
“If I can turn her sweet, on me.”

From within, she heard the tale,
the rye snickers, the wolves’ wails.
Yet,...

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I.
When he was born he was named Reid Gibson,
and his parents weren’t the richest of folk,
didn’t have money to buy land back east,
so off to the great frontier they did go.

This was way back in...

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When Robert was a small child
he watched those brave cowboys
riding across the TV screen,
their exploits he enjoyed.
The horses, guns, and shinny stars,
the ever stylin’ hat…
It all spoke to Bob way deep down,
he wanted to try...

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Dragon has left the winter behind; but’s still wound up & flighty as a bat.
He’s in competition with a friend, to be more creative than Dear old Jack.
He wants to make Dragon concrete art, for...

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Whispered words from behind a wall,
to cronies gathered short and tall.
“Go on ahead,” he said, “let's see.”
“If I can turn her sweet on me.”

So from within, she heard the tale:
the rye, small, snickers, the wolves’...

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GangLanders
Street toughs...

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A Student of Love (for Life)
Chapter 1:
I’ve found stagecoach to love is a pumpkin on wheels
whose door opens for you when your guard’s at low ebb,
and you dare to step in (though all magic is...

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BEAUTIES BY THE BABBLING BROOK

They sat on the boulders
by the babbling brook
basking in God's brightness,
their bronze curly locks
bouncing as they giggled.

Their beauty was perfect 
in every way, including
the big beautiful bold eye
that graced each of...

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The Black Hills wept for Thee

East of the Black Hills of South Dakota, 
On the Pine Ridge Reservation,
Live a proud tribe of Oglala Lakota, 
Part of the Great Sioux Nation.

On saddled chargers rode half the...

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One of the wonders of life…like when winter turns to spring…
is how you never know what surprises the next season…the next moment will bring.

For instance: yesterday started out ordinary but turned in to so much...

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While tending his flocks at the mountain of God,
There, Moses encountered a circumstance odd.

A bush was on fire, or so he presumed,
But nary a branch of it: charred or consumed.

This caught his attention; he turned...

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The lights went out; suddenly, it was pitch black inside.
One match strike changed darkness to illumination.
After the first candle, others were lit with caution. 
A soft glow shone from the sconces at the fireside.

An eerie...

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RECONCILED

I’ve stumbled in my walk with You
Grumbled when I’ve talked to You,
Ambled steps away from You,
Humbled, now I pray to You.

Jesus! 
I don’t deserve Your grace!
Hard to look upon Your face,
Knowing what You’ve done to...

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Impeachment of Trump, a hoax and a witch hunt.... 


THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 6, 2020
Impeachment Of President Trump Dismissed - It Was A Hoax
http://malaysiansmustknowthetruth.blogspot.com/2020/02/impeachment-of-president-trump.html?m=1

????????
Walaowey.....
All that high drama and witch hunt after the sitting President...
After all the many...

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RECONCILED

I’ve stumbled in my walk with You
Grumbled when I’ve talked to You,
Ambled steps away from You,
Humbled, now I pray to You.

Jesus! 
I don’t deserve Your grace!
Hard to look upon Your face,
Knowing what You’ve done to...

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THEY MARCHED* for miles in blistering heat
THEY MARCHED with nothing to drink or eat
THEY MARCHED as soldiers, Filipinos alike,
THEY MARCHED over trails others had hiked
BLOOD FILLED the path of those who balked
STOPPING MEANT death--thus, they...

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Broken, abandoned
....done

But then you show up
...THE one

Anger poured forth
Like a whip in the wind
I could not endure YOU
YOU, always have to win

I didn't know love
Was some kind of sick game
Where people did horrible things
Then attached...

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A reporter balked at his assignment for the week.
Too insulted to keep quiet, he complained, “I’ve never talked
to a grain of sand before!”  “Yet, you must become meek
and DO it,” was the response. To...

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The door is closed.
Not by way of thought or trust,
And not by any way we must.
And yet the door IS closed.

Beyond the door
All that remains.
Is everything that will make us sane.
Yet still the door is...

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Blind...with the beauty and symmetry of nature
                          Can't espy the...

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