Long Bloom of youth Poems

Dear Sam, hello it’s me, don’t fret
old friend whom I have never met.
I wrote a letter time forgot,
you may ask why, I ask why not?
A sad meditation of late
on our nation’s new police state -
its...

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"Sing to me, Muse, of the wrath of Achilles." - Iliad, Line 1

Western dreams were born in wrath,
Overmastering all the noble aims of reason.
The bloom of youth, cut from its proper path,
Fallen wasted in full...

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...It was no life she’d imagined,
but she had no other real choice,
and she did grow to care for him,
gave him ten little girls and boys.

Decades went by and she grew old,
little grandchildren came along,
and one...

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In the bloom of youth,
Where dreams would play. 
A young man walked, 
in the light of day.

With laughter shared, 
and secrets spun. 
He held a light 
that shone like the sun.

She was the spark, 
his...

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I barely knew the grandma on my father’s side,
but Grandma Owens I knew fairly well.
She was my mother’s mother; she took great pride
in cooking us up dinners that were swell.
We’d all come running when her...

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During the bloom of youth, in the spring of vitality,
Everything is sparkling and has a fresh, real quality. 
Summer is the season of growth and rebirth in life, 
Every day brings fresh dreams of conquering strife.

In the...

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I spilled my heart to you, but you don't listen. 
When you don't say I love you back, my eyes start to glisten...
When  I don't get a response for days, it makes me think that you...

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There's nothing more that I can do
But celebrate turning Sixty-two
It came about when I looked away
I always thought sweet youth would stay

Despite my growing apprehension
Father Time said “no extension”!
We know that time goes really fast
My...

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Upon this hallowed ground where now only wild poppies grow,
Noble youth of hostile armies once met, foe facing foe.
Old men who knew the roar of cannon and the muskets' rattle,
Now returned as aged' veterans to...

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i want to believe 
what you say is what you mean.
am i the only one you need?
 
sometimes it's hard to see
all the ways you love me.
you say i'm your one and only
and that you...

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You are more than just family,
You are a necessity of life.
Youve been there for me when i needed you the most.
You were practically my personal host.

We have shared so many laughs and smiles.
Even when we...

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I write of love, the kind that never dies
That gleams with beauty in a lover's eyes
I write of love, the kind that conquers death
That while it lives, it perfumes every breath

I write of love that...

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My darling girl, why leave this world so soon
when brilliance of your sun has not reached noon?
My precious girl, why did you say goodbye?
In bloom of youth, you were not meant to die

Your smile could...

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T he birds have been around for centuries.
H ow sweetly singing, winging on their way,
E vanescent as a summer breeze. . . 

B ringing bliss supreme; then gone one day.
I n your bloom of youth,...

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She is the queen of words who sits 
Serenely at her desk and contemplates 
How she can compose to show her wit 
And put an end to their debates,
With all the tales she relates.

There was...

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A single translucent pearl,
drifts down a wizened cheek,
from eyes where dreams still swirl.
In a body weak with age,
The mind paces it's cage.
As memories still speak,
a single translucent pearl,
drifts down a wizened cheek.

The bloom of youth...

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Virgin Pure, Untouched By Evil In Men

Where sun has fallen down in land so fair
hides a lone tombstone hidden in woods deep.
Death had caught a beauty so very fair,
that all three - Sun, sky and...

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But fiction you are, our Juliet, unborn,
mere humans find love so hard to portray, 
thus leading many to their death, astray,
fear not a Romeo is born each day.
Childless children be not to death forsworn. 
Why...

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BTK is a club they join
it means "below the knee"
one of the less horriffic states 
of being an amputee

The price that's paid by many troops
on battlefields 'round the globe
uniforms of camoflauge
become pajamas and a robe

They...

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The misty evening will be departing soon,
Leaving but a memory of the summer moon;
As the sunlit halls were golden for a day,
Then Sol died of grief in a dusky display!

Moments dance by with the memory...

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