Long Celestine Poems

...It was two days before she lost them,
and an arrow slashed her small finger,
a small wagon train did take her in,
but a doctor found gangrene in her,
chopped her pinkey with barely a word.
Fever set in...

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A stroll down the street of gold

in a garden city rich with roses,
I saw poppies and lilies on a drill,
smiling like a bevy of beauties,
facing the sky. Soft gentle breeze
caressed wings of bees buzzing on...

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Massive castles laying in ruins
on barren,steep hills
where fierce battles were fought,
and the dwellers were fraught
as the armies began to advance; 
those are the places
that still tell a story when stillness 
is able to take us...

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I stood under a bald tree (once rich with foliage) on a carpet of dry leaves in drought, and saw dreams litter the landscape like the dry bones in the valley—dead, dry, and forlorn. I...

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I wasn't yet born
and those rolling hills
with renewed green awaited me
to explore cloves of orange and lemon
waving in the noon's peacefulness
never felt by any other boy
burning with eagerness; 
doesn't he frequently
miss the picturesque scene so...

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An angel proacting as a contradiction to Spawn,
Hatches plans to murder the Spawn and bring in a new dawn;
The hatred turned into a romance, ironically, 
Killed, many a hellspawn, so very sardonically...!

Did Angela able to...

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God is good to everyone; so when you love, be in love.

Said to me a Sable Hoplite in mottled clothes; guarding the memoir of his dead wife in Boston’s subway transit.

Robbing a pedestrian of a...

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We puddled together in the pit,
           sweat wetting the earth.
Hand in hand we kneaded bricks,
        puffing in the...

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Don't ask,
who splashed my daughter
      with dungy water?
Don't ask,
how do you feel?
      She isn't worth my cuddle;
awful, she stinks,
a hog wallow—
    ...

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Effigy formed of inert dust, 
Inhaled the divine pulse, vile vine  
Infused with worth and dignity. 
I'm not! I'm not! Fallen from grace; 
I frown at my rueful bungle.

Sad to strut, my honor swishes...

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THEY MADE ME FALL IN LOVE WITH CHELSEA

Color blue...
Dan Petrescu...
Capi Dennis Wise,
UEFA the biggest price,
Celestine Babayaro,
Still remember him like tomorrow.
Zola definitely lure me
As honey attracts the bee.
Y'all remember Tore Andre Flo?
Our football was a masterful...

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Saddens when strength fritters, muscles run to flab with age;
a once smooth surface wrinkles bold etchings of joy and sorrows
while rough landscape seizes the trophy, buries beauty beneath
creases and squinting eyes and drooping girth and...

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A place by him to stand on—the rock.
As his glory glides by, he hides me
in its cleft; covers me with his hand
while his glow dazzles, brighter
than a million suns.

The rock, immovable rock—a place
of safety; by...

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I groped and stumbled through the years and woke up early morning groggy, hurting.? I peeked out the window and saw the sky bright, sun smiling.? I brightened and borrowed a smile and, for once,...

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Madly in love 
with a turbulent world 
in a swirling wayward bloom, 
till I froze, swept by your comely face.
So, the dreams I once doted on!

Beauty bubbles in your presence, 
blurred in my prime by...

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The wind sweeps the clouds, leaving scorching rays. 
The sun blazes and hides his face; the star winks, smiles 
away his age. But the moon, in regal float, bares her 
bumps and crags, unruffled by sun's piercing glare. 

Over...

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Where a mountain meets the clouds,
a winsome smile and a whisper:
"Here am I, waiting."
Chubby faces pop out in the haze:

"We're at every step, helping."
While I gaze, goose bumps bristle 
all over me; then a light...

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Wind sweeps the clouds leaving scorching rays. 
The sun blazes, hides his face; the star winks away 
his age. But the moon, in regal float, bares her 
bumps and crags, unruffled by sun's piercing glare....

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Green foliage grays at full age, 

loses grip at the stir of a delicate breeze.
Others, lush and luxuriant,
     snap in a gale.

And some budding, too,
before beauty unfurls, are clipped by 
nature's...

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Grace granted us a say on our knees:
a thousand pleas pummeled the sky,
stirred the heavens. The Lord moved,
gentle thunder rumbled: 

My daughter's back home!

Our hearts sank, too heavy to bear,
for Janet was a sweetheart, a...

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Wind undressed the sky, bared a canvas painted blue. 
Motley faces of sunflower smiles and festive air; an abstract 
splash, each gleamed; each swung in purple dress, waiting 
for the bride, a summer moon, to float to...

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How else do we prop a leaning tower?
Pull it down?    Root and roof and all 
falling, crush roaches and rodents—
aliens without a fatherland.

Leeches and suckers, they're. Carriers 
of malaria, bloated tummies, fire...

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Ascending the mountaintop, drawn to the realm eagles glide, 
With unfurled wings locked on a cruise, eyes glistening in the sun,

I heave over the crest of crags, my mind, on the dizzy brow, 
Pulled by...

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If my cry for mercy bounces back,
then will my hope remain dark. 
If a plea for grace fails my need, 
my faith will stand, a broken reed. 

Don't forget you're known for mercy, 
the last...

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A songbird dances on a power line;?
a man in white at a market square
sings, swings, ears to a distant drum—?
a tuneful hum from a frenetic world.

Peace beams out of a warm face—
?beauty of a world...

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