Long Forded Poems

Grass isn't  always greener on the other side born from poverty  Spanish-speaking English living  Nuyorican lots of siblings government living Brooklyn streets roaches in the cabinets rats roaming to get feed hand...

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We have lived a false life, you and I, 
Chasing halcyon dreams through chaos and despair; 
We have ventured beyond the brink, 
And only just returned – with weakened knees 
And tremulous smiles, our hearts...

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Written: September 1st, 2023                              
Star-Crossed Lovers...

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Through forded streams, nostalgia seems, to be a sense of Nordic Dreams
The pathways to yesterdays, appear to retreat to ample schemes.
Broken nails and nightingales lighten up your brooks and streams.
Take a lock of broken stock...

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Timeless

Auspicious occasions
times thrice too many
for a star to pivot and
               ~~bunker
involving breathless
nebulous palls chances
forded o'er aroused
     ...

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JUST LET ME BE


Never, never, never, never quit,
Mr. Churchill's the one who said it.
Of course, he had to stop,
Because now he's dead,
But he never did quit,
Time just ran out instead.
And it's not that I want...

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now not anymore
the Island that isn’t
a loneliness but
Choice without being
There we were sitting and
The Sea was coming and
We (me and you) – a gorgeous staple,
Hooked, 
were creating and
we saw him (after years and years) how
he...

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Ugly are you with tearful eyes
The tears that never forded my cheeks
As did yesterday,too stubborn to stop
Perhaps the second it is that my eyes
Like a morning rose in a dewy garden
Got a burial under flowing...

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Ugly are you with tearful eyes
The tears that never forded my cheeks
As did yesterday,too stubborn to stop
Perhaps the second it is that my eyes
Like a morning rose in a dewy garden
Got a burial under flowing...

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Ugly are you with tearful eyes
The tears that never forded my cheeks
As did yesterday,too stubborn to stop
Perhaps the second it is that my eyes
Like a morning rose in a dewy garden
Got a burial under flowing...

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We walked through fields of flaxen wheat
Crossed country lanes and ancient stiles,
We forded streams in joyous mood
It seemed we walked for miles and miles.

Way afar church bells rang out
Calling the flock to come and pray,
We...

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Scented Nightingale sets sail
Foraging through every, well-forded dale
Primped, preened emasculated shell
Black crown renovated for sale
From seductive perch casts alluring spell
Easy catch your lucrative Grail
Burnished cloak gleaming 'neath the moon pale
Brightly adorned feathers flap and flail
Arched...

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Warn path through time
Covered with nettles and thyme
Sprinkled with relics sublime
Sated with memories from my prime
Bridges crossed, harbored mined
Valleys forged, mountains climbed
Rivers forded, hollows divined
Peaceful pastures forever pined
Showered blessings o'er charted course
Thunderous trials skirted with...

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Soft-scented rose in well-forded dale
Your taut stem worn and stale
When sprinkled, buds barely swell
Wavering petals your waning sail

Your contantly, preened leaves have lost detail
Filed thorns no longer suitors assail
Bushy foliage twines your lagging tail
Succulent scent...

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