Long Get across Poems

I stood at the top of our dirt driveway looking back at our two-story house. It's kind of a long house where, from our second-floor windows, you can see cars driving on the lane road...

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Q, you; you cry, defy
call me a liar; open inside, simple design
I shout to the sky like a dying firefly
See the light flickering incessantly 
a cosmic wave of energy mingling
an incomplete portrait, complete with hair...

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How thankful can one woman really be? Is there a limit to how deep gratitude flows- a way to measure how much love I hold in my heart for my family? Forty-years of Thanksgiving meals...

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Act 4.

Marat

Where do these tears come from? My makeup
is melting in the spotlight. She has gone.
Oh, how I wished to tell her… I did not.
I wished to tell but I forgot the words
to say according...

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"The Someones....Angels On This Earth"


    I once saw a man offer to take a homeless man into a restaurant and get him something to eat other than "discarded" food!   (That...

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Looking at an old photo of myself at age 13,
I see a girl, rail-thin, but on the verge of womanhood.
Her hair hangs in long pigtails and she wears a modest top with shorts
as she sits...

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CHAPTER 3 The River
 
While they paused to rest a moment 
Han gazed suddenly behind them
To the south a long way distant
Faintly rose a hazy ribbon
 
From the grassland; Han spoke quietly,
"Loved ones, we are...

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I can’t say if my grandma was possessive
The way my mother was
I can’t even imagine if my grandpa was possessive
The way my father was
The fate of my mother can’t become mine
Probably, my mental possessiveness towards...

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gently
before me

on a desk, or a table
rests the means to enable
me to craft a new fable
to run and leap like the sable
a squirrel scampering upon a gable

to perch on high

level with the treetops
even with the...

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gently
before me

on a desk, or a table
rests the means to enable
me to craft a new fable
to run and leap like the sable
a squirrel scampering upon a gable

to perch on high

level with the treetops
even with the...

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poets hate to get straight to the point, well she hates it, but she's clearly not a typical poet, she may choke on a metaphor or two, but she can express herself with the best...

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Green Colored Grass
   
 The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence,
But that fence is so high off the ground.
I search for a ladder so I can get across,
But...

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One day while wan’dring far afield 
I heard a tortoise shriek 
“Oh, curse this shell, infernal cell…
I haven’t got all week!”

I dropped down low, I snuck up slow 
then spied him through the brush
and though...

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Piper’s day started same as the rest.
At breakfast time she made a big mess.

What’s going on? I feel very energetic.
My paws keep moving but I can not let it.

She sees the girl heading out of...

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now that i have your attention
let me state the OBVIOUS
i cannot kill myself with this paper
but the pen does look enticing
dont get me wrong
i'd love to die tonight
but then what would i do
with my eternal...

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" Lord I woke this moring with the words lost sheep on my mind "

" OH! what do you think it meant? "

" well I pictured  myself as a sheep in the meadow where...

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You know its so short lived but do we not think or realise
Who gives it a second thought, it's gone before your eyes
It sounds cynical your born, you live, you die, end of story
One frowns...

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Abandoned …

By the heart who I once adored
He left me feeling like I was alone, forsaken
By the kindness I’d often explored,
The only hope I had was that I was mistaken

But, it would be many days,...

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I reckon you could call me an old curmudgeon but that's alright!
I've been around four score and three and I have earned that right!
There are many things that annoy me but I'll mention just a...

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They Say It ain't what you say but how you say it
so tell me, how do you get across the truth knowing
how people are gonna look at you after the moment
it's spoken. I mean people...

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(My brother asked me to post his poem here. Its his love poem to his girlfriend [soon-to-be fiancée]
So please tell me what you think) 

When people say I can't imagine
A world with out you to...

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It was indeed a September morning
and most memorable; So unlike any
before or after. I remember the
PLACE, coming upon a hill on a
famous California highway as the
sunlight began to light up my day.

So fitting also was...

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Just the other day
I met Robert Goulet

I was surprised a bit
The way his mustache twitched

A mind of its own
Like in the Twilight Zone

Jumping right off his face
His mustache ran away

Teeny boppers next door
Giggled out of...

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i wish i didn’t* but
i have to get across town
so off i go taking the bus
that drives through a nasty ghetto
 
i’m shocked as i look out the window
to see several dismal characters
i can’t imagine...

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We’ve got a border to secure
To keep bad folks out I’m sure
But a fence it must endure repeated breechings
And every him and her
In Congress with a cure
Says our plans are immature and keep on screeching

A...

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