Long Fulls Poems

Gratitude
A co-empathic sense of trust,
awe,
appreciation of echo-resonant
deep-listening resolutions,
trusted truth in beauty life
together,
better than failing apart.

A resilient sense of belonging 
beyond vulnerable longing for gratitude 

autumnal taproot harvesting spring's irrepressible hope,
just as summer's nutritional body maturation
predicts...

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9/11... In MEMORIAM.

The thousands of valuable people in an instant we lost!
Twas a most painful, national cost.
Our country won't be that loved again,
It's turned into...

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This diary I do not wish to share
For fear that I would be a tortured slave
A servant of a menace though I dare
To let this ink concede the castle's grave
A servant of a menace who...

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I had to take the tram today—
It was full,
almost.
The only seat was beside this cute little thing.
She had on a jersey six sizes too large, 
at least. 
Then I saw why, 
as the little guy...

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The Nap Master
HAIL the astral world of utterance,
     one befalls to eavesdrop whisperings of their sweet nothings, 
          breathlessly whisking up a...

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Rather than contact tech savvy Macbook Pro technician

Computer technology a dog send
boot also a source of woe,
cuz prohibitive costs charged by technicians
to troubleshoot Macbook Pro
just recently sought out
self teaching methodology
perhaps oddly enough
even tapping into pantomime lessons
(mastering...

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A long time ago this scene unfolded as I traveled from place to place
As I look back from my values I hold dear today, it's entirely a different race
Every persons walk is unique and holds...

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Liken rejection to the most revolting vile taste known to man. 
Remember back to childhood, your very least favorite dish,
Recall how anticipation of this food caused a queasy stomach,
You would have given anything to avoid...

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Through poetry, I leave my mark behind,
Take what you need, choose what you find.
Have I kept too much for myself alone?
I’m still brimming with thoughts yet to be shown.

There’s wisdom here, and patience as well,
Knowledge...

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Sunday diner at grandma's was
a delight to be remembered.

On her table this very day,
was fried chicken, that she
had killed that very morning.

Mashed potatoes and gravy,
green beans with bacon,
corn bread, that melted

in your month, so
tasty was...

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Life is ups and it's downs, 
                it's shorts and it's longs
It's crooks and it's straights, 
   ...

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Elaborate me through your fields 
Thorny planks of melting teals 
Grey as a thunder under blue 
Dry me upon the full moons 
Quench me at the brink fulls 
Then cast me down again 
Crawly I...

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these places 
have keys 
the doors are open
you don't need it, the key

what do you want 
once you get inside this or that room?
as you sift through these boxes, drawers
room fulls of people, these faces
you...

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It was May Day and Beltane was the time
Druid Arwn with flowing mane his Grove did call
With upraised arms he did chant in ancient rime
The Sun God ascendeth, but the Solstice marketh his fall!

The 21...

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Almost

I will this bleakness sorrow's brow to fold,
I cannot carry numbers forth this day
Or any other
or too sumit more than this remorseful word: Almost,
A term that sums the sun’s decay, the stars in disarray;
No more...

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Why did dagger of cupid strike again?
I have been heat hard and left in seclusion
Come aid me pleas, I’m entrap in love thorn
Aid me pleas, release me from this insomnia 
I have turned to hollow...

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Here I sit on the beach's grey sand
as the sun begins to set.

Another day is complete...come what may.

The gentle sea breeze kisses my face,
as I pull my blanket around me snugly.
My hair dancing playfully.

I close...

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Shaken snow globe disarray 
Stark format unfamiliar 
Relocated mountain ranges
Jacket assets of chameleon 

Wobbled flesh given for return
Eyeballers display dollars 
Fixated focus planted firm
Subject unacknowledged 

Drifting body parts ignite 
Lust of lurid possibility 
From actuality...

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they say that emotion is nothing more than a feeling, they say that those who feel to much are weak or will never amount to anything. For those who think emotion is but a feeling...

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Thirty-three R.P.M. records,
Fashionable thirty-three years ago,
I had thirty-three crate-fulls,
I was proud to show...

Some are collector's items,
Or so I'd like to think,
But most are merely music,
Most would now say stink

Thirty-three reasons I've kept them,
Thirty-three long old...

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deal with it

i will not let my emotions
be monitored

this is me

if you do not like the 
fire 
stay away

i am me

so why not enjoy

if it were left up to me
society would be ignored

i would fly...

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