Long Brody Poems

This situation has no basis in reality; in fact, it is ludicrously unreal. However, the likes and dislikes shown of its author are completely true!

Scene: A comfortable office where Andrea Dietrich is finishing up with...

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That what our baby girls name would have been
But sadly her life will never begin
She lives only in this song and in my heart deep within
Now i look back and imagine her grin and wish...

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Forget that first glimpse of the tower of Pisa.
The glorious colorful tulips in their beds at
Keukenhoff Gardens in springtime.
The Eiffel tower blinking in the darkness.
The Grand Canyon gilded at sunset.

The wandering mist from the power...

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Brody

I bought two new books for you today my sweet boy.
The Wizard of Oz and the Jungle book should bring joy.

I'm very proud of how wonderfully you read.
As an English scholar, I know you will...

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Bronwyn the Barbaric amassed admirers
like oceans collect river-flow
Streams of suitors all tried to woo her
each determined to be her “best beau”

But our fair pirate queen was a fickle young lass
whose attention was hard to retain
She'd...

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*Yo YO yeah, yeah Bet B LeaVE,  yeah!
Mr. Lee don’t want 2 B 2 RUDE
I KNOW OUR NOT BUFF,
But girls had enough
Of your ugliness
Someday you’ll git a broken glass
When you Look-N- tha mirror crack

My...

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I normally write when im feeling sad
This time its not the same
Its not cause life is bad
This time its becasue john met jane
I know love poems are sappy
I just know this one is going to...

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Happy Father’s Day to my Late Son Rob

My son, my sweet son, you now are at rest.
Of all fathers my son, you were the best!
Your son emulates you the best he can.
You taught him how...

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There once was a great white 
Who was looking for a bite 
And there was a seashore town 
That had smiles instead of a frown 

Preparing for a 100 year celebration
With wind surfing racing 

It...

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Almost a year since first breath drawn
Into tiny lungs of my precious little one
Innocent eyes, wide and filled with wonder
Exploring over, around, and under

Outstretched arms beg for a lift
Into my arms, God's precious gift
He giggles...

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I see in your precious smile
An endless road, 
Perhaps infinite,
With a wide eyed innocence 
That journey’s beyond 
What sight can see.
Contentment fills your face 
As vivid as a rainbow’s arc 
Through fine mist
Ever hinting of...

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*Image of The Pianist Adrien Brody by DW.

IHMO Wladyslaw Szpilman
(December 5, 1911, to July 6, 2000)

A big blast, shattered glass, they yell run, still all as one
the war nobody knew then, had gone far and...

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Say goodbye, because the world
Is coming to an end.
Do not shoot the messenger – 
I’m warning you, my friend.

Gather all ye rosebuds
(Even that which is a sled)
And have a final champagne toast
Or have a beer...

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