Long Following in his footsteps Poems

Why is America embracing Marxism? When in Hong Kong, Venezuela, and Cuba people are embracing Democracy! Even willing to pay the harsh penalties of Communist regimes for the very freedom America is throwing away? Our...

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Praise be the Lord God! [PBTLG!] The Red Dragon is rising and its star is ascending through Satanic forces of evil in high places! In the past God used gentile powers to teach His chosen...

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I’m more interested in 
writing life in a verse
There’s no time like the present 
To believe in God
Don’t live your life in reverse
Gods here to break the chains
Of every curse
That leaves us bound
And blind
Or in...

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We'd made a dawn start that day, following in his footsteps, as
apparently Jesus used to get up early.
Our group had gathered for a reading, and to pray, along with
fruit and cereals our first staples of...

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OH Let it all become known far and wide all over the cities, towns and country sides, "You are braver than you believe Stronger than you seem Smarter than you think & Loved more than...

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Oh! Sing! Sing! A Psalm of Praise early in the morning when you
first arise.  When the morning's sunlight's first opens up your eyes.
Oh! Give thanks to be to God the creator of heaven and...

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I want to follow in your footsteps
and do the things that you used to do
I want to follow in your footsteps
and be guided  always by you
I don't want to have role models
I don't look...

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Old Wise Men

Remember the oldest are wiser and more knowledgeable by far…
They have lived in this world seeing the best and worse there are.
They have seen more of life’s trip falls than you can ever...

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The city has evacuated the streets at this hour,
and vacancy has given his unsteady feet 
right of way at every intersection. 
The traffic lights, sticklers for rules, continue 
color-coding priorities for non-existent movements,  
frowning...

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Mrs. Pickel – Mrs. Plum

Bright sunbeams remember puddles
On the path
Where bumblebees and ladybugs
Floated with lazy summer breezes,
In a cleft between steep hills of beacons
Looking west,
Across the tidal strands
Of Gooey ducks and butter clams
Hidden deep within...

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Our fig in January, entirely denuded now
like my heart in your absence, is but
more beautiful, if possible, in its seasonal
solemnity than in summer's exacting extravagance.
The trunk, grown massive in manhood, is a citadel
of strength supporting...

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It's fearful to think
that your last moment has come,
and like a pen out of ink...
it stops when a word needs to rhyme.


Keep off the edge at any cost, death waits avidly
for another victim to be...

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in Florence, Italy,
the Museo Galileo
houses the middle finger of 
Galileo Galilei---
enclosed in a glass case &
sticking upright at the sky,
it not-so-subtly signifies
the wonder that came in 
insisting that the sky did not 
abide by the...

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Son Scott, is following in Daddy's footsteps
So proud of that boy of mine
Technology's gotten way ahead of me now
Back then, my designs made me shine

But Scottie has taken it to a whole new level
He's made...

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Son Scott, is following in Daddy's footsteps
So proud of that boy of mine
Technology's gotten way ahead of me now
Back then, my designs made me shine

But Scottie has taken it to a whole new level
He's made...

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Your fig tree in January, denuded now
is more stately, if possible, in its stark seasonal
solemnity than in summer's exacting extravagance.
Its trunk, massive in manhood, is a citadel, supporting
the curving bowl of branches as they bend...

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Like the statue of Lincoln as he sits their in silent, constructed with restrains to 
consume myself thoughts.  The illusions of colors get clear.

Looking into a sea of metal with dirty land and people...

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Slips never mattered, when I crawled 
from hands and knees, came tiny falls
sometimes face first, into a wall 
kissed all better, lil child don’t bawl
on my own path, hard to recall 

Following on, where footsteps...

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The long hot summer vanishes, the leaves have all fallen. As I sip my coffee on a cool morning on my patio. I watch the fawns following the elegant footsteps of a doe. I hear...

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across the table pink-eyed – not even Alice’s rabbit either – the impenitent sat – stooped – round as a fatted pig – full of pride in service – unabashed by his kill count –...

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He saw her,
Standing next to him...
With a peaceful smile

He ran towards her,
Listening to his first words...
With great interest

He offered upon her,
Accepting on his relationship...
With destined happiness

He recited to her,
Thinking of his brave story...
With endless wonder

He...

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Feeling the calamity coming,
edgy thoughts ... 
enter the bunker

Following in Hitler’s footsteps,
going down underground ... 
into the safe panic place

The isolated catacomb haven,
dark insulated protection ... 
enter the bunker

Hiding in the bowels of the earth,...

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I wonder if I will ever see Heaven,
if my feet will be above the clouds...
I'm just an average sinner guy.

I understand forgiveness is the key
to following in the footsteps of Christ...
although, I seem to fail...

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Father dear father
Copartner in my life
flesh of my flesh
bone of my bones 
alpha adam ancestor 
 
Daddy growing up 
you’re my hero
my idol my mentor
i look to you for strength 

Papa why do you drink
why...

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Following in the footsteps of a life I wish I had
To be somewhere
To be someone
To mean something
To someone

Following the mantra of a woman in despair
Don't be alone
Don't stay too long
Don't get to care
Don't hold on

But...

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