Long Foggiest Poems

Feeding the soul glimpses of grace,
Treasured hope and lasting light, feelings
Forever penetrating the soul who knows…
Love is like the most beautiful star, glowing
Always showing its intentions, bound by emotions
Yet colored in hues of the most...

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Melodies, breathless as foggiest daybreak
healing all my heart’s restlessness 
releasing the song, pure as the gentlest stream
washing away the distance
between happiness and pain,
correcting the silence so beautiful reigns
cleansing the darkness with the hope
from a glistening...

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I just read AOL news story- some guy found a deep fried mouse in his bag of 
poato chips.  Guess he's not the meat & potatos type.
I'm not real good with computers.  I...

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With a low, calming voice on the other line you spoke
My growing interest & curiosity with you finally broke
The plane lands & I'm walking towards you without the foggiest clue
Of who you are & how...

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A little girl entered the store dressed as Rudolph…complete with antlers and a shiny red nose.  And the moment I saw her I remarked, “My, how that nose of yours glows.”

“That’s because I am...

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Alright I'm always writing
About the dwellers 
The seekers 
The shadow man 
The old soul ..

Let's turn it up 
She's  lost within dreams 
The world to waken.

Became a  fairytale 
She made for her open...

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The Thing

I remembered, before all this mayhem, that I had just poured whiskey down a cheating chess game machine, blowing out it circuits, making it useless saying in my head, "Darn, for it had beat...

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Anger washes through my blood streams

While dancing demons clatter within my dreams

Voices are heard with no where to run

When loud heat rays reflect from our sun

Shadows dancing left and right

From demonic eyes deep in the...

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and then dew drops’ magic enveloped me in mist of fine doubt

gave me an idea of what it meant not to have the foggiest haze

of why and how I had been feeling so miserably blindfolded...

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a tempest gathers on my horizon
with limited purview and cloudy vision
encroaches quickly on my unsettled mind
my true soul and nature is threatened
by downpour rapids and torrential rain

blighted foreboding develops as 
the parsimonious option
a rainbow in...

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More Trump Neddling 

So I planted the seedling.

Trump's name has such a horrible sound
Every time when he will be around
When he talks each word in his breath
Surely seem to bore you to death
And many lies...

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© Francis Maugo
I knew the day we met
That we were intended to be.
I realized our destiny was set,
That you were the best one for me.

I didn't have any acquaintance with you.
I just knew your name.
I...

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Sir Rule, Ian Ballew and Ock, a marine
set off on a houseboat to study
the difference between greenish-blue and bluish-green.

The deep blue sky on that fog-foggiest of days
they mistakenly thought was the sea
which explains why to...

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Symbolic poetry communicating your vision. 
Also, a crowd, standing and shuddering. 
The world is as yet miserable; who solaces? 
Demise resembles water, then again. 
In their streams, what occurs. 
Abels relatives are the people. 
Cains...

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Some people are naturally funny
They have a flair for comedy,
Seems everything they say or do
Illustrates laughter as a remedy.

Many times quite unwittingly
They say something not as a joke,
But it gets gales of uproarious laughs
Because it...

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Lookin’ out the window at the rain, the rain outside the red and blue plane just
David, you’ve got to eat something
In a home drowned a mountain, the desolate dreamer cried
“I have played the sickness for...

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plans incised on plain paper
careful calligraphy of a plane
sailing high above the clouds

shrouded in anticipation
veiled in smudges and tears
slowly running out of ink 

resolute fears fuel the fire
earthquakes resurface nebulous horizons
and I have not the...

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