Long Contest anything Poems

One December Night (Continuation 1)

     Before they could get to the front door to see, their dad shouted down, “Don't go there.  
Let me!”  “Wait children.” he said from...

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One December Night
     (Continuation to the End)
    
All that year Santa had hoped and had tried to find a child's love that would strongly abide.  
But month...

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One December Night 

     Mama, at the oven, was taking cookies out.  When she turned around quickly to see what 
the shouts were about, the cookies started sliding.  And...

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One December Night

     Susan, Joy, Marsha, and Pam crawled out of their beds to eat bacon and ham.
Their parents were sleeping.  They snored while the slept.  The children tiptoed...

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Trembles serenaded my heart
  before the coming storm
affection was blowing toward me
  with unburdened arms
in an unruffled evening with a fiery red sky
and continuous waves that drowned the shore

I embraced the silent space
...

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TREE      HOUSE


My
Idea
A simple
Tree house
Kids wanted it so
I  built it,  hand-made
Stone-base to avoid wet-rot
Lower level a stage for kids’ shows
Uprights were his football  goal-posts
Imagined as the gun-deck of...

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   Silence for me is like a beautiful flower blooming,
        and it is not found by turning off life;
      but a...

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Cold was the night as the snow fell,
drifting on the street and on the paths;
where I wandered and struggled to walk,
weary and homeless, sleepwalking.
Oh, I was a lost runaway from home,
cold was the night and...

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The day will come one day when my soul departs, 
        one day I will be old and frail;
        ...

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The wheel of time churns the disowned dust,
settling on the desolate shore of deranged life,
in the tidal moments of dispersed perturbation
truth oscillates beyond clutch in chasm of chaos. 

Within the destined flux of dismantling disorder
everything...

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A thousand steps in between 
who I was and who I am now 
do I wonder about the detours? 
do I wish I took the dirt road instead? 

Would my path have been smoother if...

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The Bride under the left wing; The groom under the right
The Ice Swan , landing on the lake in the Early Morning Night

Her feathers , intricately patterned in a Moment of LOVE Forever the thinnest...

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The Firmament of my Heaven         
The work, the words
The worries, the wits
They are lazy today
They have been sleeping too long
In my body
In the broad way of my...

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The night comes upon us swiftly with peace
Lanterns are lit outside above the streets
Light seems to be reflected, every piece

There’s a rhythm of the night, some great beats
And I intensely hear the perfect sounds
Lanterns are...

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Little brown orb
lying so lightly in my hand,
the marvel of you demanding my attention.
Could I but see deep into your heart,
I would find a perfectly formed flower
waiting there.

Waiting for me
to stir the rich brown earth...

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surprised at letting someone 
through the backdoor of my life
not wanting it to work
in so many different ways

wanting the grief to continue
to carry on with its destruction
wanting the mourning to
plow through undisturbed

wanting to maintain the...

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My favorite emotion:
To hold a grudge close to my heart,
I fuel it, keep it alive;
It paces my mind back and forth like a caged tiger,
Like the restless sea I never let it be
Lashing and roaring...

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When the sad eyes sink at depth of dark to see
light in the sanctum of soul, still like deep sea, 
find where do the tear drops you shed go to lie
at the edge of scorched...

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Human foible is not at heart,
within anyone’s sacred start.
But within one’s mind, the snooty,
supercilious, haughty parody. 

Thus in the Monsoon’s rain,
the haughtiest, first feel the pain.
With their noses turned up in rain,
they must think drowning...

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I mutter a curse
under my breath
and I spread my
sticky paper-mache fingers

And I irritatedly look 
over at Austin
sitting next to me
who purposely poured glue
on my hands

and is now laughing
hysterically

and I return the favor
although the teacher
caught me
this...

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Behind the rough and gruff facade,
amongst the sternness and the pride.
Along with calloused hands and the scars
A little boy still resides.

in spite of responsibilities,
the hard days, daily grind.
There within a man full grown,
that little boy...

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Under a thatch of welded grasses
Beneath the sentry trees and singing birds
A seven decade muse sits on a naked earth
Drunk by the tunes of choir birds
Creativity invades her weary veins
As she strokes the grassy strips
Expertise...

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Sitting in a corner is an empty glass
The only weight inside is this heavy mass
I stare at it as I take a sip sitting still
Pouring it down like a bitter pill

It’s transparency gives light to...

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A mother’s advice

One mother’s advice
To her daughter on her marriage,
“It is easy to keep a man,
Be a maid in the living room,
A cook in the kitchen
And a whore in the bedroom”.

Quick came the reply from...

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