Long Dosed Poems

Quotes:
1. "Doubt is not the absence of faith - certainty is!"  Karen Armstrong

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2. "It is impossible to be a true Christian and not have doubts!"   Brian Johnston

3. “For by grace you have...

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Upon the doorstep of my paradise,
     You’ll find h e l l i s h pansies and t a i n t e d tulips,
     obscured within...

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I was reading by a lamp,                                                a book I had gotten for...

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>I have a blinking broken foot.  
By Stanley Russell Harris
The new mad author
&
Poetry soup honourably mentioned.

I have a blinking broken foot.
My left one can you not see.
The picture’s on my Facebook page.
For all of...

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Continued from The Eye of the Sea part 1


The first mate, dour and sparse of words
Claimed few things were his pleasure
And too much beer had brought him here,
That and the rumoured treasure.

The cook was thin,...

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where are the humans?

They lost there way through lifes existence, 
the line of evolution,
the old generation,
To the reengineered generation,
To generate the power of the matrix 
And continue the master plan,
The great equilibrium , 
Monitored in...

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Fear not for i hold you in my heart
I was not bought but was made
In the perfection of the image of the maker
My heart smiles to you all for your good wishes
You sang melodiously to...

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Love me
Even if that is for a moment
But promise me that you will make that moment re memorable 
Tell me that i am pretty with out make up
Then Kiss every inch of me even then...

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Charcoal tar and gold brown tobacco
are both packed into a paper stick pressed
firm and trusting to the lips of a modern shaman
inhaling a cloud of harsh, strong, bold, and bitter barbs
that caress the tongue and...

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Did you know you’re trespassing?
	Gated communities with white pickets; white teeth.
	All of their new blood rushes towards leagues of Ivy and ROTC gold.
	Loud engines.
	Window signs.
(He’ll be governor some day.)
Do you think those colors will be...

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 A Letter to Granddad

I remember the last moments before you passed away
Walking out the door, and hearing you say
“I can’t remember his face, I can’t remember his name”
I could hear in your voice, your...

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Men of the Flame

Men of the flame,
Basking in the aura of fame
So confident with signs and wonders
Proclaiming to raise the dead and heal the lame.

They cast, bind evil spirits tame
One even said; "God is game"
Is...

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Tears already shot to the heart without bullets or a trigger,
What a little world but time to make it bigger.
Love isn’t a factor to subtract,
Send me a memory but I’ll send it’s change back.
Family already...

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The rebellious Teen loved all his friends. 
The only ones he listened to… were them.
They wanted him to drink and smoke every night. 
They said experimenting with drugs was definitely all right.

The rebellious teen’s mom...

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The world is filled violence and there’s nothing we can do
Honestly I believe that the first line wasn’t true
We want a better world but we make it so disastrous
The fact that it’s easier to do...

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Makeup, something she does not have to wear,
For my paramour’s skin is soft as clouds above
Our heads,
And as flawless as placid waves
Swaying with the shore.

Those eyelashes long, flapping like
Wings on birds, but ever so carelessly
Hitting...

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She who holds a seamlessly symmetrical silhouette 
so supple to the touch 
coupled by hips on sticks of tango, that inimitable set of pins 
simper at all that you clutch 

Bob nearer the eyes of...

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A rebuttal to Lord Tennyson's famous lines of 'In Memoriam' ~
"It's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all."


Please tell me there's a healing anodyne,
some kind of mythical enlightenment, 
a...

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Please tell me there's a healing anodyne,
some kind of mythical enlightenment, 
a cure capable of extinguishing the flames 
of grief burning deep within my heart.
It's a fire I cannot douse or smother.

If there is a...

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They like their news delivered intravenously
Nonstop drip of
horrific images pumped straight to the cortex
Ophthalmologically dosed every hour 
Raw footage unedited,
fatal tragic scenes 
unfiltered 
on the television screen
Traumatized survivors giving ghastly, weeping accounts
Macabre absorption byway of...

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I’ve learnt to understand that….
A prohibitive degree of inner freedom –
Not a caprice but a strain.
Up to the end it will remain!

I’ve learnt to understand that….
The tales we dream up
We write out of our own...

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A little town bathed in light 
Green fields, blue crystal rivers
perfect roads, winding this
                     ...

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WHEN I WAS LITTLE
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS

				

When I was little everyone was old or tall
An innocence that spiraled into free fall
Most everything then was black or white
Most everything then was wrong or right

I trusted anything that...

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we're past the convenience of apathy
is it an act?
is it all fake? 
easy for you to say it's a mistake

when my mind is dosed
with a thousand new questions
and i'll never know
'til we share this affliction

we've...

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Under a tree I sat enjoying the beautiful day,                   a breeze in my hair, birds singing sweetly,  
butterflies fluttering from flower to flower. 

What did...

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