Long Britt Poems

My New Parents Are Monsters!
By Johana Britt

My new parents are monsters! 
They're creepy and weird. 
I don't understand their monster ways, 
But they love me very dear.
	
I remember the day we met one another. 
It...

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Well, it has been one year since I joined Poetry Soup.
I smile now, because I have met this wonderfully diverse group.

August 7th, 2013 was a day that would change my life.
I finally found the place...

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A query one respondent
     sent didst seem
tummy tubby sincere, possibly
     channeled by cyber sea men,
via bayou A true Britt, aye esteem,
sans abba ra ca dab invoked
 ...

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Into the timeless wood he fled, running from the night
While demons of his past gave chase beneath the pale moonlight
The man dressed in soiled rags, filth of his own making
Had spent a life unto himself,...

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She prays; gods halo again brightly creeping from underneath the shadowed covers of comfort. Slowly awakening her blissful HEArT re*collabrated and re*juvinated to start the day quietly tip-toed inside  her peaceful home. A plantation...

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Morris Jackson “Mo” Brooks
To a senate race looks;
Trump has rescinded,
Chances now ended?

Katie Britt
Makes my teeth grit.
Oh well, God bless her,
Shelby successor.

Mike Durant
Vote issue, recants
Some say reversal
Endorsement rehearsal


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*Mo Brooks, a sitting U.S. representative from Alabama's 5th...

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" HISKEY " wASSER wACKEAL 
MADE HIS LONG AWAITED DEBUT AGAINST
                    "FUSSER"
    ...

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A gentile man of vivid dreams oft apt to walk at night
Followed where his feet would lead under the pale moon light
When chance he did into a grove of oak and alder trees
He spied a...

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The grains of sand fall quickly through
A past that time forgets
Who we were, where we've been and
Where we shall go hence.

While much is learned, so much is lost
Though wisdom ever speaks
She sings her song to...

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A TRUE BEAUTY N' FRIEND OF LIFE'S
              NATURE I ASK RAISE YOUR GLASS
         ...

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Let night talk to myself!
 By: Johana Britt

 I can't sleep my eyes are to bright like the Sun set on the ocean floor. My mind won't rest it's like the unforgivable sea. When it...

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Bury Me Standing

(Finally found the poems I wrote when  was 14.)

Britt Bailey was Kentucky born,
Left that state with wrath and scorn
Then he took to politics it's told
With a gun was brash and bold.

Britt and...

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Rising early to seek the Lord, while he may be found
I take a breath to cleanse my heart while the world keeps spinning ‘round
As the sun peaks o’er the edge to wake from thoughtful sleep
I...

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Shared dreams and shadows of what will never falter
Rise to the heavens on the celestial steam from
A morning cup of sunshine
 
We hope and believe and choose to see
Through rose colored glasses as we nibble...

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I see a picture painted of a kneeling man of prayer
The face of strength is beaten down with tears
Resembling the man I heard commands the very wind
And calms the tempest seas without fear

I see a...

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Shadows play 'neath the sleepy sky
As the moon waxes full and rises high
Chasing, then fleeing the brightness of day
Mindful that her glory in time will soon wane

The sun e'er regal in brilliant array
And proud to...

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My bitter heart, a ghost that ever lingers at the edge of sight
First seeking, then fleeing as if by chancing that which it desires most
Might forever add permanence to its lonely sentence

Still the specter remains,...

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I troll downstream; drop anchor and wait
To seize the day with just the right bait
I feel my first hit, a pulse one can’t see
Though anxious, I wait patiently 
For opportunity to bite and run
In the...

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I am hitchhiking rides to Britt, Iowa this week, and I’m not green.
Fully intend to be named the glorified, brand new 2021 Hobo Queen.
Wish people marked cars like they put hobo symbols on a fence...

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I set my gaze to the east each morn’
To the east to meet the sun
I chase the light of day each day
‘til a new day has begun

Awake, indomitable soul within
No fear will grace this brow
But,...

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One thing I truely miss is you,
And all I have been since you left is blue,
I know we never really got along,
But in my life is where you belong,
You are supposed to be here for...

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Barely is each man alive 
Before Death comes to claim his bride
Thus betrothed we must abide
      Less willing, the groom to meet
He feigns to court us from the rift 
Of...

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I see you fair in memory’s sweet abode 
   ‘tis truly there with you I long to be 
   To touch again ‘fore daydream walls erode 
   Thy lips...

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If your burdens have you down and
You feel you’ve lost your way, you
Need not wander life along
A path that aimless strays

Friend to friend, you’re not alone
I’m here, and will abide
Sailing through the storms of woe
Right...

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O love, my love…where in this lonesome hour
Can my heart with sweet abandon find you there? 
If chance upon the wind, you do float as lotus flower
Would on my earthen bed you gladly fare? 

I...

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