Long Doorbell Poems

Damian was on the tele-video 
conference with various Prestigious 
Proper people of distinction. The US
Vice president was on Skype along
With Secretary of State. He spoke 
With Russia's top diplomat, Valeiry
Sergei Shonikov, South African president 
Holu...

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Tea in the afternoon with his wife of many years is usually peaceful, Hubert thinks before he makes his announcement. Then he says it. 

"I'm going upstairs," Hubert tells Ruth as he hoists himself out...

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Here's WHY, 
   This is, as indicated, the 1st HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. The 2nd half had to be posted separately due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations. No other way I...

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Date:  October   2050

Cool October afternoon. Damali 
Damian Sidney Amadeus Dolly 
Molly and Holly planned a sort of 
small birthday celebration for Desharah
 and Sedanah both would soon be in
 the beginning of...

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Average affluent Almost Afternoon 
11:30 morning time.  Damian was
Still asleep as were DJ and 
Amadeus. Molly and Dolly were 
In the kitchen planning Barrington 
And Godfrey's birthday party.
"Come sis are we baking this cake...

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(Spoken) Are you having a bae day?
Are you having it your way?
You don't show any consideration towards me, going astray
I'm going to phade away into the night, since you aren't my sun-shining day
Dismay is what...

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Part One.  
Bernie Frasier, a funny man, a brilliant man, a can do man, if Bernie can’t do it, no one can!   Bernie Frasier, a kind and friendly man, a gentle man,...

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Dear God and Creator,
“Sometimes, I wish that I had a pirate ship of my own,” – I recall me saying a long time ago
Crazy of me to have dreams when I am, well, all alone…the...

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The very fact of being alive, often causes one to seek adventure;
And sometimes it is no deterrent, when it carries traces of danger.

I was not a seasoned survivalist, but very much loved the outdoors,
Like varicolored...

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The next day. It was iffy everybody 
Was tense. The Hakim family was
Distrustful of The Black China Men. 
Early morning 8 am Friday. 
Damali rose from his slumber 
First followed by DJ Desharah
And Amadeus. 
They...

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For several years I'd worked as a life coach, assisting clients day by day,
Like blazing colors in the shank of the evening, chases deep blues away.

It was an occupation that I enjoyed, as helping others...

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Stan was feeling somewhat glum,nay even despairing,on Monday morning.
Mary had gone to work on her new folding 6 gear bicycle with own basket and an extra basket from Wells-next -the- Sea 1995
[the wicker basket now...

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In the Last days of January 2016 father Antony was wondering where he could find a person or persons who would be able to clear the badly overgrown Church garden He had inherited just two...

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I am just finishing my morning meditation when I hear my doorbell ring. It actually sounds more like that buzzing sound you hear if you fry a fat fly on one of those electronic bug...

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My life hasn’t always been easy...
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A couple weeks ago today, while I was sleeping in,
And lay so very unprepared to have the day begin,

I thought I heard the doorbell ring and slightly twitched my head…
I hoped I had imagined it,...

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Although I had always adored flowers, I had never had a green thumb;
And while I tried awfully hard, my efforts always had sorry outcomes.

Like the sorrow of old garden roses, during the unanticipated drought,
Or storms...

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I was a private detective, and I was deemed one of the best,
As the colorful tulip fields, are forever attracting guests.

My skills seemed often in demand, and indeed kept me moving,
As gold days seem to...

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ELLY MAY


poem by: Maria Williams

T'was the night before her birthday and Elly May
Still in the office putting stuff away
In her horn rimmed glasses and grey flannel suit
She was the epitome of perfection, the essence of...

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Reflections haunt me,
Mortifying me…longing to be free…
Drifting away
Go ahead and throw up your explanation points!!
Raise your voice at me again
Give me all you got
Get me something I forgot…

Frustrated to say the least
Your words, they’re not...

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I was an avid, lifelong book lover, and I could read forever and a day,
Like the pleasing, scented lilacs, always and forever blooming in May.

Though my house was very disorganized, I would read where I...

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There was once a minister who moved to San Francisco to pastor a little church.  The name of that little church was Emmanuel which means “God with us”.  There was an atmosphere about...

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I’ll never get over the pain of losing my sweet Rosie. Thank God I was able to hold her for a short while before she flew off to be an angel baby. I only allowed...

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The day after my cousin died from cancer…no let me start with I prayed hard…I mean hard…with unrelenting fervor…convinced until there was no further reason to pray…to pray. I bothered friends relentlessly…the heavens were stirring...

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Laughter and ruin tells the story,                                     of our first family dinner.  
Married just six short months,       ...

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