Long Finishing touch Poems

They stand on territorial waters waiting for the morning to raise; hearts united with the sun and the rain beckoning you to come. You stand between the pinnacles of time waiting for the sun to...

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Roses and Sunbeams


Her scent wafts alongside her and sinks into my heart;
For I have become fixated, by a desire for her touch.
She was glorious and overpowering, from the very start;
I am hooked and addicted to...

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If you work from nine to five you are losing out on the biggest prize; if you work from nine to five you just don’t know how to roll the dice. 

Daytime is busy and...

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A cold drop of water fell on my eye, awakening me from a deep sleep; I felt 
peculiar, gazing into the mirror and observing the once abundant freckles that 
had appeared to fade from my...

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Some thing tells me that you lie
I feel the lie when you tell me 
That you love me and miss me
Do you really feel my love? 
Sometimes I want to cry
Other times I want to...

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A cold drop of rainwater fell on my eye,
          Awakening me from a deep sleep;
I felt queer:
         ...

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Driving up to the restroom stop for a break,
I slowly got out stretching my achey legs,
this was one long drive during the holidays,
driving up north to see some family in the rain,

After the bathroom went...

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Hope was Burrow's substance, where he poured his time, 
Pedalling steadily.
Intended path made smooth for those in legacy line.
Sliced through wiry roots, 
Watchguard Wombat dug safety spaces.

Safety albeit empty, 
claw shortening scooping to prop up...

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I’m no one anymore
Just a spirit around
My body has left this earth
My voice is no where to be found

You are looking at my coffin
At this funeral you’re at
A tear falls down, 
And you start getting...

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A seed sprouted at the foot of the Cross, and was 
watered by the Blood of Jesus.  
Thorns had fallen from the brow of Christ and attached
themselves to the branches.
The petals opened to look...

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A seed sprouted at the foot of the Cross, and was 
watered by the Blood of Jesus.  
Thorns had fallen from the brow of Christ and attached
themselves to the branches.
The petals opened to look...

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The mirror greets you
a morning view 
of your present canvas to paint upon…
knowing the past night won’t prevent dawn 
as you exist a pawn
of fantasy, in which you are forced to play along, 
your eyes...

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Bought an old cottage
In the country side
Needs some renovation
Have to modernize
On a plot of land all on its own
Wanna make this house a home
 
 
 
 
Gonna fix those windows
New bathroom too
Another thatched roof
Make...

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I want to love you like I already lost you because if you were gone I would make sure to tell you how much I loved you before you closed your eyes each and every...

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You tell me to stop
How can I
When the porcelain play never stops
It has to keep going
For the crowd 

Yet, the cracks...
They are slowly taking over
Slowly breaking 
my so carefully built play
my life
my happiness 
The cracks...

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One summer to give the kids
Something to do
We tore down the outhouse
For a project or two.

They pried and we grunted
That is no pun,
To get it dismantled 
Boy was that fun.

When all was torn down
And nails...

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He did not do it literally
But he killed her just the same
It started on the very night after
The day she took his name

She stuck to her religious dogma
And was chaste until the vows were said
He...

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The tangerine sun has set in the western skies
revealing to existence her maternal intuition.
The eventide ascends before earth’s worn eyes
leaving a silhouette of an artisan’s rendition. 
Mother Nature bows down to submission, 
she has been...

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I’ll Be Ready in Five Minutes, Dear

By Elton Camp

Joe threw on his clothes and ready to go
Sue wasn’t nearly as efficient, though

With a closet filled with clothes,
What should she wear of all those?

She wondered what...

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”Flowers are the creator’s finishing touch, perfection in last strokes of His brush.”Quote - Poet’s own

Zinnia awakes in the morning mist
Awaiting the moment the earth is kissed
By the sun when it has come out to...

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Blue purple bubbles and flames rising every where
The radiant orange yellow brightens the whole background
Intense motions that chases the blue purple bubbles away
The magenta, maroon, red unicorn appears to have fun
Thrashing its mane and tail...

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Life Is Like A Maypole.
In our spring, we are born; 
our dance begins as inter-woven events 
and experiences build our future.

Blood-red trauma,
wraps itself around our happiest moments…
it never wins. 
Always uplifted by orange-joys, 
winding ribbons,...

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All alone and wanting a bite to eat,
she made herself a special treat,
but needed the finishing touch,
and that was to add a pickle...
all the while thinking,
they can be very fickle...
Grabbing a new jar,
trying to screw...

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The holy Koran supports
Theory of evolution
But it opines that 
God has created human at first 
In a different way
Since humans are His best creation

The angels took mud from the earth
To God’s main court in paradise
Then...

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I've always loved Aspen's leaves of gold
Even though winter's what they foretold.
And maples' gold among the crisp red,
once fallen make the lovliest bed.

The green was nice and furnished us shade.
Beneath it, young lovers' vows were...

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