Long Draw out Poems

Bank rolled by billionaires

No matter Tuesday, November 5, 2024
still one hundred and eight days away,
(thank you Julian Date Calendar -
FOR LEAP YEARS ONLY),
I believe a foregone conclusion
that Donald Trump will win
based on the pathetic debate...

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I have heard many moms repeat
"You never stop being a parent."

Sadly, I don't see or hear that quite so much from the dads,
although I know of remarkably nurturing exceptions.

I thought of this as my impossibly...

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Prince Kindhearted asked his father the King of Poland, that he would like to see the world.
Sadden, for he was his only child, he did let him go with his most trusted servant.
Not faraway from...

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Is to borrow a quote from a hero plagiarism or is it in honor of his memory
Is to but recite the intelligence of a general man forgotten to forever etch it in history
Is it a...

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Another day, another day to cross out on the calendar
Are these lens called my eyes functioning
I couldn't be the one to say it, my attention is elsewhere; I'm dazed
Today is just one of those days
Lost...

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When Enrique came too, his head aching,
and his memory scrambled royally,
he found himself firmly tied to a chair,
his eyes were bleary, it was hard to see.

Something…a man, was standing before him,
who this person might be,...

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This piece was inspired greatly by the horrors of the tornadoes that leveled miles of life in this Kentucky and neighboring states, killing over 100 people.  The grief I and so many feel, I...

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T'was not easy for my lord.

Walking on that road to Golgotha. 
Heaving the cross, while trudging up that hill of Calvary.
Enduring taunts and invectives from the people He was going to save.

Bitting down the pain...

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I won't ask one question,
just stab my pen in
and draw out the ink,
nothing will stop my flow
with crimson words
and chunky verses.

The night is dark
and streaked with grey.
Mist swirls around my ankles
like a lovers caress.
The moon...

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I write. I feel. I translate. I create.
Any writers dream is to breathe life into their abstract of imagination
as is any artistic creator.
To give birth to a painting, or to capture that moment in infinite...

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Thankfully wife as helpmate available,
when yours truly feels unswell
her tender loving care can spell
relief afflicted which she can hopefully quell
but spouse of mine, he doth not aim to oversell
nevertheless counterpart valued
as once me Matty Mattel
prized...

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"...a band beyond description, 
                           like Jehovah's favorite choir."

Though...

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Imagine there is a bank that credits 
Your account each morning with $86,400.00
It cares over no balance from day to day
Every evening it deletes whatever part
Of the balance you failed to use during the day
What...

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Slipping into my silver-gray SUV
Nicknamed  " Sly Buster Cruiser”
I speed off down the rocky, off-highway road.
Twisting and reeling like my wired mind,
windows down, sunroof open,
(Annie Lennox groveling on the CD player),
reckless noon rays on...

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As the days draw out I spy a human-heron trying his patience and mine, 
    
         trying to persuade the wind by genuflecting before...

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Our thoughts are whispered in the cool night breeze. 
I often fall into this snare when I opine around your demise. 
The breeze whispers, and the spirit hangs tight for my appease. 
I've completely failed...

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Listen to the still, small voice
As silence drifts around your thoughts
Caressing, accepting, delighting
In the hope, faith and love
Found within the sincerity of a soul

In the breath of one short moment
Much joy can be discovered
Embracing the...

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Is a Million Dollars Enough to Retire on?

By Elton Camp

We once thought that one who is a millionaire
Is a person who will never have financial care
But let’s say that you are getting ready to retire
Will...

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The dark came upon us, and all we did shutter.
The light came upon us, and we basked in its’ glow.
We lite a light to keep it close, and remember the love it did throw.
When we...

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Why does the breeze stir up lifeless grains of sand
The sweltering heat infused into its breath...?
It rouses the sleeping souls of circumstances dead
And fans their burnt out ashes on a burning land.

Events repeat themselves though...

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Mind Paralysis
               by Odin Roark

Perhaps our alter ego spider
Spacewalking the ceiling’s moonscape of popcorn paint
Will spew its silent tether,
Another lure to...

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old man friend of mine

old man friend of mine
skin of leather
heart of stone
sits alone
a dying old thing 
in an age old chair wearing his old man clothes
two decades of sweaters buttoned up to his chin
heavy...

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**********Concluding my Devils Holiday series.....**********


Moonlight?
Why only the moonlight?
I can withstand the sun, I can mingle with
my cattle, play their best friend.
Shred their hopes, their families dreams
of success..
Moonlight?
Why only the moonlight?
I must get my fill, do...

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Give ears to my words,
and consider my meditation.
Hearken unto my voice
and come to my habitation.

I have called upon thee,
for thou wilt hear me,
incline thine ear unto me
and hear my speech.

Hypocritical mockers in feasts,
they gnashed upon...

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Give ears to my words,
and consider my meditation.
Hearken unto my voice
and come to my habitation.

I have called upon thee,
for thou wilt hear me,
incline thine ear unto me
and hear my speech.

Hypocritical mockers in feasts,
they gnashed upon...

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