Long Dark hours Poems

The Old Dark House

This tale of “The Old Dark House” is one that’s replete with a
most horrid sense of pure evil and macabre, and is worth being
retold each year during the deep-dark hours of All...

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This tale of “The Old Dark House” is one that’s replete with a
most horrid sense of pure evil and macabre, and is worth being
retold each year during the deep-dark hours of All Hallows’ Eve
before the...

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This tale of “The Old Dark House” is one that’s replete with a
most horrid sense of pure evil and macabre, and is worth being
retold each year during the deep-dark hours of All Hallows’ Eve
before the...

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I shall resolve to leave this
Place now...
And steadfastly search out,
Nestling between ridge and bluff
Amidst the folds of a foreign 
Land,
Several acres of unkempt ground
Fallow and rough;
Upon which stands...
Crumbled stone walls
With an exposed slate roof in
Some...

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o my dear mother, please do not grieve on this tragic death
the death that your son has to under go

although, as a son, i had a strong affection for you dear mother
i hadn’t even once...

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like shadows they follow us
they tell their stories 
on pages 
that may or may not 
be seen, or read,
we a'muse them -

"we", of course, are truly inconsequential
in the greater scheme of things;

they are like ghosts
echoing...

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From the moment I am jarred awake by the obnoxious summoning of my electronic
sergeant,
To the time when my deep down soul tiered eyes finally close and the restless tossing
begins:
I am Me. Balancing on the edge...

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The golden hour for rising has arrived, and there are violet roses in the sky,
So, I bid hello to you, my robust friend, as the vibrant, cerise birds float by.

The obsidian night, it was very...

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jeezis …

didn’t you know?
you HAD to know
you were there, too
you felt it -
you said so
before I said a WORD
you had expressed it …
perfectly
you were the river I swam up
slow
deep
pristine
warm and welcoming …
touch, caress, kiss, impel,...

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POLITICS AND LEADERSHIP

Chambers to Dais, Office and Palaces,
Coup d etats or electoral success.
Hereditary Throne or Law’s Clauses,
The roots of power has many sources.

One man’s oratories on a stage,
An inept fledgling of royal lineage.
Soldiers with arms...

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It was not despised in the broken heart                           ...

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Who am I is a question,
That baffles and confuses me.
Aren’t I a stranger to myself,
When in me angels and demons cohabit,
Dwelling side by side.

Sometimes I am mired in confusion.
Sometimes I feel I am a moth...

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When "The lightening Strikes",and we hear a "Powerful Thunder","Our minds and hearts envision,and think of all the "Great Songs"sung by "The Creative Artist"named "Stevie Wonder! I hear the "Thunder": I hear the "Thunder"! Is that...

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THE FINISH LINE

We’re going through this life on earth as runners in a race;
We have a goal to get to heaven to see our Saviour’s face.
Our eyes are on that finish line, to hear His...

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A shaman priestess
Is deep in thought 
Engaged in Meditation 
on the fate 
Of the earth 

She is deep in the cosmic woods
In the world between worlds
Where she is communing
With the spirits of the universe
Who listen...

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MYSTERY


The earth is young and old,
Some parts of it hot and cold,
In contrast with the N-S poles,
Earth's watchtower glitters like gold,


And the dark hours as coal,
The night breeze always cool.
So many a thing exists,
Many are...

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Daydreams – A day in the life.

I awake to a cornucopia of routines,
a lunch basket - of useless habits
carrying me into the realm of, dreamland
a carnival midway full of mirrored visions
that have become imbedded in...

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Joyous rapture awoke sleeping animalistic giant: 
carnal, feral, gonadal horniness in deed, when defiant

this primate crossed figurative 
   paths with a stunning woman 
older than a spring chicken freed 
   via...

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dang,
grandma    was a real hubba bubba-
killer-diller
khaki wacky   boycrazygirl

a spiffy    hot damn    hoofer

during the dark hours of WWII
and the devastation
followed with
unrestrainedjubibilation
beat me daddy eight to...

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THE DAY GOD SMOTE HIS SON

Man had had his brutal fun with Jesus there that day;
They'd taken up the whip and beat His body in the fray.
They'd spit upon His precious face and crushed His...

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Be sure you’re in before  midnight 
On the Eve of Halloween
Or you  could get more than  a fright
From the awful things you’ve seen.

The Trick or Treating finished,
The children safe in bed 
Or...

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“The Hand that Rocks the Cradle is the Hand That Rules the World” 
by William Ross Wallace

Oh! Woman

Aren’t you God’s supreme handiwork?
An animated form of chiseled art
A joy to behold
A figure of curvaceous ups and...

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Truth Found, Recovery Of A Broken Soul

1.
In nightmarish dreams he found such great dread
Of lost hope, life's decay, eyes of the dead.
Day's clear lights his damaged mind repaired
Deep traps from which his heart had been...

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KENNEDY= THE WAR YEARS
PT-109


After the attack on Pearl Harbor
He applied for sea duty in the war. 
Where Lieutenant John F. Kennedy
Became known for his bravery and more.

In the dark hours before dawn
On August 2, of...

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A raging river tenaciously floods
Tannins and silts combine to dark blood

A hut, just fifty metres, occupying their sight
Two men, cold and wearied, stuck for the night 

An adventure all planned, lasting a week
In the middle...

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