Long Driftwood Poems

I have this faith deep inside that my Father, my beloved Father, can mend my broken dreams
There's a purpose for us being on Earth
It serves us well to be good examples for the future Kingdom
We...

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On this day 40 years ago in 1978 my mother, Jacqueline Anne Trestrail, left this world after a relatively short battle with cancer - she was 46. Jimmy Carter was President and Annie Hall won...

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After wishing me a good morning, he said that it was all set,
It was time to raze the house, even though I wasn't in debt!

But they wanted to build a big highway, exactly in this...

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The moon was neither full, nor was it not
She shone down radiant lighting the misty ole night
The waves lapped the shore
As a gentle breeze streaked my face
Alone by the sea, clouds, the moon and me

The...

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… as I child I heard these words by Immanuel Kant from my late Dad

over and over again …’you must act in a way that if everybody did it

your thinking and deeds could be the...

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Lies, Lovers and Love 

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My time on the shore
Along the edge of the shore there are no footprints
nor are there bits of driftwood from lost voyages
just the dunes behind and the horizon bedding down
It’s been this way now since...

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So many leaders leading astray on course for what and why
                    Luring monsters and devils in...

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Along the edge of the shore there are no footprints
nor are there bits of driftwood from lost voyages
just the dunes behind and the horizon bedding down
It’s been this way now since I first set my...

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Will you make the cut?
Or settle for a shortcut?
Coaches' scuttlebutt

Execute the steal 
Professing rather than real
The truth to conceal

Blessing progeny
Highlights God's sovereignty
Not autonomy

Man's wisdom swaggers
'Til adversity staggers
Making Sandbaggers

Men try to judge Him
When self-righteousness rules them
Worthless...

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Yes, I read my Dragon, the story of good old… ‘Robin Hood’.
You know, the first super hero, who was really… super good.
Now, with Dragon, things don’t always end up, exactly… as they should!
His eyes lit...

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rain hitting the asphalt, the cracking concrete, water weaving
its way down the overpass. Residents cover up with plastic,
a conflagration of yellow light on garbage bags
hitting tree tops, branches, leaves old and new. Boughs
sagging with the...

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CHAPTER 9c

Swift a sand shark spiraled nearer
Baring teeth it eyed them coldly
Han spun full about and kicked it
In the center of its body
 
But at this the sand shark merely 
Shrugged and moved off several...

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Two dog night

A stillness had crept in under a cloak 
of finely sculptured snowflakes, descending 
quietly from an oppressively heavy sky. 
It blanketed deserted streets
 that longed for the busy life 
they had been built...

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Favorite Carolyn Devonshire Poem

History Rising from the Sea

Treasure from the sea
Golden doubloon
Sixteenth century artifact
By ancestors hewn

Earth's history lays buried
Beneath five oceans
As undersea tremors
Create violent commotions

Freeing from Spanish galleons
Precious metals, gemstones,
To greet early beachcombers
History on loan

Memories...

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In a moment of magic I once gave her a juicy innocent peach

Not yet knowing that she harboured a sweet nascent dream

In which as a youngster she knew that she would marry the one

Who handed...

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I know that I am dreaming
But I am Lucid and in control
I know this place well
And that is why it perturbs me

The departing sun manages to scrape its final rays over the hills to the...

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 as the fresh morning utilized the Moons net
one last time before she turned in
while her other face puts on make-up
eagerly she waits to kiss...

Sunsprinkled showers of light
that frolic across the
ESH
R O
H L
T D

greeting me...

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Sand in sheets
scuffing skin and reminding 
last nights attire reaks like bonfire
 a hundred days like this 
   a sea of endless laughs rolling 
     like filmreels infinitely looped...

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As I sit at my table
Overlooking the sea
I try not to look for its unforgiving blueness
it is too much for my heart.
My heart which is once again, empty.

Loss has followed my heels 
for many years...

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The Bottle
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THE LAST NEGOTIATIONS



The child that I was – Never believed in death-

Loving life so much that I cud not conceive of it.

Time – states of minds- growth-maturation

New realizations, that interfered with my own

Understanding of, life...

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Life from down Under

Beneath the turbulent, undulating seas of one’s life,
I have swam, against the ever changing, raging currents.
Many times, without foresight !!!, towards dire consequences.

Looking up from the depths at the underside of wave...

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Reach for it Friend!


Come on buddy!


"Yea-pull the shoot"! 


"Yes!" 


"Friend!"


Live-your-life-
inspired! 


Better-is-a-life-
undivided!


""Take care... 

allow-the-hand-of-love-to-lead-you, 
be the warmth; 
open gift... 

passion-too; 
of-yours;

you-share... !"" 


Remember friend... 
you got to reach for it;

"Pull the shoot!"


Because true love is free!...

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