Long Concurs Poems

Whistle does the lone desert winds, flowing downwards from
Boot hill cemetery, in icy chilling breeze full of echoing voices,
From the past, begging for redemptions last chance of salvation.
Roll does the crimson tumbleweed, towards the ghost...

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Friendliness equals self sustaining positive feedback fruit loop

My humble apology
for inducing thee
to manure yourself 
thru figurative following poop,
best flushed down the toilet 
of the behavioral sink
why yours truly wretchedly reaches out
cuz I never experienced popularity...

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I hope we all at least aspire to become adept caregivers and receivers,
as these two directions seem to be nondualist,
mutually symbiotic;
to give care is neither better nor worse than to receive,
as optimal healthy care giving...

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the end nears with Jesus and witches

let us hope there are no more glitches

little baby wears a mask in the manger

conceived socially distant without danger

no Golgotha crowd but liked tweeted clips

zoom calls for blurring out...

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Strap ya helmet on 
and while you at it 
pass the keys, we'll 
ride and eat on 
words for dinner, 
homie pass the 
peas,

I don't do this on 
purpose, it's the 
way things have to...

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Strap ya helmet on and while you at it pass the keys, 
we'll ride and eat on words for dinner, homie pass 
the peas,

I don't do this on purpose, it's the way things have to...

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Coffee, it is evident, is not Sherry's cup of tea;
She likes spirits like sherry and brandy
and knows the ropes of winemaking to a tee;
An oenologist by profession, like her pal Brandy,
found her niche in viticulture....

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Dismiss it, erase it from memory
let it wash away like a river and a waterfall
but the question still hanging in the air
like the air going into a balloon until it pops: Why
There is no announcement,...

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At the center of the hurricane blast, within the lightning
Flash lies the wicked eye of the calming storm, a weeping
Echoing of a widow maker’s somber moment, stilled by
Frozen remembrance lost beneath the traitorous waves
Of a...

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Now that I think of it; what do I live for? No eternal love for a beloved. No ever-lasting friends to count on; what do I fight for then? What do I long everyday to...

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Acta Non Verba... Speaks Volumes

The above ad hoc Latin catchphrase,
(concatenated with two English words),
I regale chance reader
immediately sets ablaze
title of poem with timeless adage,
aptly suits this solitary

older male, whose daze
spent on planet Earth
aimless curriculum vitae
configures...

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Monday, 15/7/2024, 20:23:00
It was late. Time to say goodnight.
As I waved goodbye at my front door.
You gave me your hand to help me walking down the steps.
I sang "Take my hand, take my whole life...

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Lifes backroads, have left my halo....A little dusty
And there's scars on my heart, I'll carry...To my grave

Every Sunday, I see her, two pews away
I refer to her, as my saving grace
And I give thanks, knowing...

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But Jesus called the children to him and said, “Let the little children
come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God
belongs to such as these.”
—Luke 18:16 NIV

WHAT’S HAPPENED TO JORDAN

What’s happened...

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Self respect. Where did it go?
This generation just don't know.
Like the present of a past known all too well.
"So many dying, in the air the bodies I smell".
"One man killed, one sitting in jail".
Already too...

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Bulky ute voyeur selects sleek sporty stalion
    Driving by, supersedes her oversized sedan
    Wide wheel arches have Porche comparison
    Voracious engine's enthuse easily enchants


  ...

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Thanks to all those brave souls,
the trail blazers
that has gone before us.
They who fell in love,
back when white society
wasn't so excepting or
was intolerant of mix marriage.
Love is made of tough stuff,
couples had it ruff.
So, for...

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Time has a lot of time...!

Time has a lot of time,
in this expanse all around!
No pause in its attempts to gross,
prevailing glory abound!

Gathered wisdom of generations,
from the first speck emerged!
Mind and intellect vying for a...

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Written By:  D. Collins 3/29/16

Time heals the heart and concurs the blues.
It gets us through all the woo, woo, woos.
Never dissipating but only giving us strength.
Getting up when we've fallen down off the fence.

Time...

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don’t follow the who you are not

if this title strikes your fancy        
then you have become awake	   
you have found the oasis		   
and know...

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In the insurmountable obstacles of life,
Love, LOVE.
With no torn apart starts,
With no borders nor walls.
For, love is a guide to humanity,
And love bridges all gabs.
For, love heals,
And love leads.
Ofcourse love can be a great ordeal,
But,...

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The catalyst of two faces, his and hers,
bookends with pleasure dais in between.
Faithfully compacted on canvas, concurs,
never turning ones back, remains clean.

Sharp brush of Chagall, floats lovers.
Their passion, a cloud in lala land, hovers.
Circus performer...

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Glaring, daring him to stare into her eyes.
They’re stern, they burn terror of an evil kind.
His fibs, she twirls like a baton, his feeble lies.
This stepmother, a fairytale witch, finds

ways to wreak havoc when her...

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Invoice for work that you have done;
Make sure you know how much to charge;
Print out and jerk the actual run;
Accrue and show the cost of touch;
See to the cause of all that noise;
Sense what must...

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Mama writes a nine page letter to me
The school counselor
Wanting me to lop off some heads, twist some arms,
Do other things I would never do

She wants someone to pay.
I read lots of anger in her...

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