Long Curtis Poems

"Salvage"


Salvage the fixating salvation 
unfurling from the wreckage
of a numb world twisted inside
treasure climbs swimming 
the ladder from the deep of all things 
reaching upwards travelling in a new time
of melting morpheme moments overlapping 
dissolved...

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This page shows my writing process and is part of Poetrysoup's first workshop.  The workshop's intent is to reveal how revision strengthens a poem. Constructive feedback can be a gift.  Should any journal...

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COME ON SOUPER'S LETS HAVE SOME FUN AND MAKE FOLK SMILE DURING SUCH DIFFICULT TIMES FOR US ALL. THERE ARE LOTS MORE APT NAMES  - PLEASE SOUP MAIL POEMS AND I WILL ADD THEM...

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And on the seventh day, God descended from the brilliant abyss called heaven. He wanted to rest, but He had to view what He had created so He could memorize His good works. 
 ...

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WHAT DID GOD DO ON THE SEVENTH DAY

As I begin and end my day, I SAY
As I dwell amidst myself, darkness abounds yet within my light 	
And the earth was without form, and void;
And darkness...

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Woven are these pages in poetic verse,
With bare threads of our deepest feelings,
You will find laughter, tears and remorse,
and words of wisdom, prayer and healings. 
Krish Radhakrishna

The words herein form an anthology of love
From the...

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Woven are these pages in poetic verse,
With bare threads of our deepest feelings,
You will find laughter, tears and remorse,
and words of wisdom, prayer and healings.

What compels their pens to shed poetic ink?
What forlorn moment inspired...

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"Blue Highway at the Cross Roads"



When the child 
finds the imprints,
the child will place
its feet firmly

in the 
Love 
marked, 
for the child alone

brick walls 
along the 
Blue Highway 
to be smashed

like teeth -
to be 
broken,
alone

in...

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Mr. Bravery
By Curtis Johnson

There once lived a very decent and brave man who was promised three keys.
“One of these three keys, said the key holder, will unlock the door to happiness”.
The man bowed his head...

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QUIET TIME WITH GOD   
A COLLABORATION WITH Curtis Moorman--Viv Wigley-- James Edward Lee Sr.

In the quiet time of the evening at the end of the day;
I hold communion with God while I kneel...

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One single dish with one single pea

The sign on the door said, 
Come one and come all
We welcome the short
and we welcome the tall

From the east or the west
or some place in between
Whether yellow or...

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Everybody got a Hollywood life story
to tell
More meat on the bone
give juicier bites 
to sell
Nobody ever turns in a tarnished silver screenplay
Those warts and mistakes
get Photoshop casting couch edited away
Baby Jane rude attitude don’t make...

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Can’t Touch This the beats of my screaming heart;
A Gift from Heaven you are, darling allow me;
Beautiful Sadness applies when you’re not in my arms;
Alas, your beautiful spirit, your soul those charms;
Embedded in me Looking...

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Part 1

One summer in our youth group was a boy
I met.  How I would love to understand
if what he’d felt was equal to the joy
that bloomed in me when he caressed my hand.

His elfin...

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"My legacy remains long after my departure" by Curtis Johnson

When we die, most people believe that our spirit leaves our body.              ...

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We met at speed dating and you really caught my eye 
I thought I’d hit the jackpot, you were such a handsome guy 
We spent some minutes chatting and you asked me for a date...

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Waiter: With a smiling face, I came to her table and presented the menu.
                     ...

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Hello Issaquena
by Curtis Johnson

The county seat, humidity, and musical beats. 
After many years, I went to visit my hometown,
Hoping to walk down memory lanes of warm treats,        ...

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Nine Eleven
By Curtis Johnson

I did not have any exposure to news on the morning of  911 until I entered my truck to go to work. The Radio 1530 am news station in Sacramento was...

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On the seventh day, The Lord ceased working, rested, and 'set aside or sanctified' the seventh day, making it Holy.  Even on his 'day off', He implemented 'the sanctification' of the seventh day. ...

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O God
By Curtis

I still believe and always will. I believe you’ll never leave us, nor desert. They hurt; both he and she also hurt; Dear God, we need you, because we all hurt. I believe...

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Feel In The Blanks
By Curtis Johnson

After watching the weather reports, Mr. Cee, who lived in California, called his sister in Brooklyn.  He misdialed and reached young Mr. Dee in Pennsylvania. Their conversation quickly turned...

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MY BLOOD
By Curtis Johnson

A motorized blood bank came to our church today, and I decided to donate blood.
I don't know if her needle was too soft or whether my skin was too tough, but the...

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Dinner for two, don’t mind if I do

I’d like you to bring me a dinner for two -
A serving for me and a serving for you.
I’ll order up something that we two can share.
Please bring...

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A HELPING HAND
By Curtis Johnson

As I came out of the men’s room I spotted her walking down the hallway.  I knew her by sight but had not become well acquainted.  As I entered...

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