Long Corroded Poems

Someone who knows
Said You were an old ancient Tree,
But at the time, it didn’t really matter, 
Or seem important to me.
I knew You only for a very short time 
and just a little…
You see.
Your transparent...

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Cold death it is, descending from the sky,
That like a shroud, across the land doth lie.

And why need death be cold?
Let we this tale unfold.
Dire death is no distraction for the best!
They gather wind, where...

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'BRRRING BRRRING' said the telephone

“Oh hello” said the wide viewfinder to the telephone. “How are you today?” The telephone fell silent. Very silent. It had no battery with which to call, speak, shout or do...

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I Cracked The Cream Cheese Through Your Whine

Wining And Dining    we savoured together and we still share five beautiful children sweet 
          ...

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Surely Sang A Song

We wanted to know what was wrong,
About wearing a barbed wire thong;
Not too swell;
So she did yell;
Should have heard her sing a song. 

Jim Horn

James 5 New International Version (NIV)
Warning to Rich...

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A couple of twisted shacks composed in Card Board City in Everywhere 

County the nameless man or woman spits out another tooth with 
           ...

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When we were kids, kids we were without no pain or fears,
we’d do the ‘devilish’ of things to impress our peers.
The biggest dare or bravest feat would for the pack be tried.
Lord knows now when...

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THE RUIN 
an Old English poem about fate & destiny
modern English translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

well-hewn was this wall-stone, till Wyrdes wrecked it
and the Colossus sagged inward...

broad battlements broken;
the Builders' work battered;

the high ramparts toppled;
tall...

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I Feel Like- IFL

I feel like i’m not alive today I feel like i’m dead today and i don't know when or how i'll come back My body is a husk of the person i...

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You can try your might
You can run all night
What's done in the dark will come out in the light
It can be messy
Pathetic 
Distorted 
Corroded 
Be ready to flight 
But what's done in the dark always...

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Steadfast, he, as fortress guarded
In his ivory tower slept 
Fearing naught, though faith-departed
Knowing not his lover wept.
Cowardice, thought long-discarded
Secretly in silence crept
Corroded, as if silver, tarnished 
‘Twas his heart - her only quest.

Haunting, held-yet lamentations...

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There was a moment, not so long ago
When my heart was rusty, 
Tarnished by the darkness of pain,
Eroded by the doubt, the dread,
Fear that erased the light of faith,
Corroded the wonders, the joy
With despair that...

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written in memory of Jack Kerouac in a caffeine frenzy

...pipes /jugs /pipes /hallucinating te deum for blessed freaks and
smoking stale, dry cigarette tobacco (wrong thing) in a pipe to
honor, certainly not 'diss' an unknown friend/jug...

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"Suspended between The Immensities"




Suspended between the Immensities
She throws flames from her eyes
Love’s never perfect,
When is the perfect time?
A woman is imperfect
A Life corroded, 
a heart that’s been suffocated broken
becomes hard as Jade
Real Life never rhymes

She...

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In magical verses weave your fated heart's request,
With metaphors holding the shy choir of light abreast,
When hearts corroded by hatred in barrenness rest,
And chains of thought whip gently the gentle flight's zest.
If you are to...

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This is where my grief met Jeremiah's lamentations

OUR FATHER
As far as the east is from the west, that’s how far the Lord has removed our transgressions from us?
Why do I feel not far removed from...

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I was born married to the master of subservience,
      fell in love with the master of somnolence.
           
I dissolved Reality,...

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Remote Woman


Old Man Jim was 90.
He was simple, caring, and quiet. 
He loved watching TV.
He thought some shows were a real riot.

One night he went for a stroll on Oak Street
and stepped on a Remote...

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Flowing downstream, over the well washed stones
The water carries the newly fallen leaves
Beautifully corroded in colors of yellow, red, and brown
Belonging to the stream and to the earthen bliss
The remnants of the mighty tree’s glorious...

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Flowing river - I became...!

'O' friend! you stood your ground, a rock in the riverbed;
sauntered, stuttered, stumbled and stopped for good.
I transformed, into waters and became one in one with it,
a flowing river, discovered myself,...

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Would you go swimming or fishing with an eighty foot strong hook, flippers, a basket hat, and a toothbrush tail? Bullfrog wants to. He wants to consistently visit the waters to engage in the flow...

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The Poet’s fire

My well had dried up empty with all that remained in silence
                     ...

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The Tree of Descent   
Arabic poem by: Saad Yassin Yousuf *
Translated into English by:
Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk)
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As she descended from her paradise, 
She said :
Oh Lord,  choose a land for me
Where I would...

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According to the will of fate 
I have come... 
I emerge from the flood 
A living soul. 
My memory is torn by the night. 
The night is enshrouded with darkness. 
I wander around the world...

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The Princess of Shalott               
Inspired by The Lady of Shalott by John William Waterhouse

Tucked in the overgrown forest
Deep in the woods...

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