Long Emilie Poems

Here are tribute poems for exceptional children and teachers who should be alive today:

Emilie Parker,
the horror grows starker
as we see your sweet image
and cringe at the carnage;
but dear, how you mesmerize
with those vivid blue eyes
and...

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"This Naked Dance"



This naked dance
before the tenuous 
judgement of sentences
the company of words 
from all the silent voices 
seated in the front rows 
of this our dark audience 

the jury of lost lovers
wanting their heroes...

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He was the son of Ernst, an immigrant gold engraver, 
his devoted mother Anna was a gifted musician-
Austrian painter Gustav Klimt was but one of seven children, 
all three talented sons were in constant competition....

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We are in Lexington and it is 1847

Emilie laughs, and we smile,
and still we read aloud together.
Mr. Lincoln likes the Niles
Weekly Rigister--especially
and of course the poetry. Especially
"Thanatopsis"
He bracketed this:
But, Ah! What wish can prosper, or...

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God has them in his arms
All the children and their heroes
O, the tragedy of New town
My heart is broken . . .

I weep and pray for the little ones
And those who died with them
And...

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"Tropic of Cancer"



Follow the silent trail
words like stars shine
coded on straight lines 
blind to all

like diamonds 
they are invisible
the keys 
written and held

Winter stars puzzle the sky
Northward a cold frontier 
waits beckoning
Capricorn’s Summer's dream

Escape Hell...

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Mother, you’ve been gone for twelve months
I write poems upon your desk
The house looks different, you wouldn’t like it
Now I know why you worked and worked to keep it in order
 I comprehend why you...

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It is just before dawn
On the first day of summer
There is a hint of Lavender  in the air
The blades of grass emit a Chartreuse hue
The yellow moon fades as a Coral sun emerges in...

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Home                    
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From topside in the mizzenmast I can see 
the speck of light, candlestick Pigeon Point 
lighthouse on the California coast. 
It’s three degrees off our starboard bow where
treacherous waters break hard against rocky cliffs.
Many mates...

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Ever thoughtful and kind, you rejuvenate my days
Making me laugh and smile with your ever shining rays
In truth, you are amazing, so cheerful and so bright
Like a mind-boggling revelation, I can see a new light
I...

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The afternoon was chilly cold
When I made up my mine to stroll.
But where can one's thoughts smoothly flay
Than at the cemetery on a cold day.

And there I was well destined
Jumping o'er the praying grasses woven
Across...

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I fail to understand how lies are built
I fail to comprehend how tongues twist words
Preparing lies is holding the hilt
And stab many selfless saints from their herds
Staying under the quilt leads to pure guilt

I fail...

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When I say “I can’t take anymore.” 
It’s really quite a shame 
That doesn’t mean I’ll shut the door 
It’s become a losing game 
No one here is keeping score 

To know you is to...

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Looking at the stars at night,
Feeling like this moment isn’t right,
Not without you by my side.

Our reality was thought to be true,
But you’re gone and I’m left with this feeling of blue.
So lets go out...

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I hope this is the beginning of my life.
To move away from the duties of a wife.
Every day was a new experience to me.
I didn't bother about what I should actually see.

I am happy to...

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Forgive your shortcomings, seize the day
Go for the true happiness that you seek
Count stars at night, indulge yourself, and write
Work efficiently then take time to play
Love with all your heart and expect nothing
Compromise but don’t...

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A silk gown long and white
The veil covered her face
Heeled shoes of pearls and lace
Hands gripped the flowers tight
She’d falter not this night
She walked with poise and grace

A black suit stained with tears
Her fingers through...

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