Long Give it away Poems

They were gambling in front of the house.
Manservants and pages bustled about
Serving Suitors who just curse and carouse.
Few mix wine with water. I heard one shout,
"Clean down the tables with wet sponges! Rouse
Yourselves! And when...

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Just enough to make it just
I want this to be enough to make this
The last song ever, the last note ever
The last romantically, poetically sad excuse for an apology, epilogue
But I've already messed up the...

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A shameful secret that everyone hides behind their fake facades, when we should be honored to wear them and show them off
Why do we hide who we truly are from the strangers that we meet?...

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Black hole soul


Head shrinking time, got to face up to my fears.
Still writing dark rhymes, like I have been for years.
Past my best yesterday, and I’m not even looking back.
Spent years in black holes; love...

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I see you looking at me
There is an old pang in my chest
there where your hands used to caress
where your lips loved to roam
there where you called your home
There is an old flutter now
What is...

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I see you looking at me
There is an old pang in my chest
there where your hands used to  caress
where your lips loved to roam
there were you called your home
There is an old flutter now
What...

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“Father, father where are you?”  She called to him and began to worry when he did not respond.  “Are you here father?”  She pushed aside the hides that separated the main room...

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My friends have always hated Valentine's Day.
They ridiculed the pimply-faced boys
Whose hormone-infused offerings
Smell of Axe cologne and sweaty palms.

Greater the mocking of pubescent princesses
Who prance and twirl and collect tokens
From admirers like shells on a...

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By 9:00PM I was ready to go.  Dark pants, shirt, shoes, and watch cap.  The classic night on the town combo setup for a not so hip killer.   But these days...

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UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: LIII - Tongue Teasers

Whether the glass is « half full » or « half empty », what counts is WHO « drank" the "other half », the « better half » ? Lucky...

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by Spencer Dillenbeck, my son, age 19:

A chunk of clay settling into its mold
A painting yet to dry
A matching hand I cannot hold
A block of cheese before its mold
But even I do not know why
The...

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We presume to know of a far better way
But our devices will falter somewhere, someday
Surely there will come a time, a time to pay
We don't care, our chosen course we shall stay
In light of His...

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The crinkle in her hair
The bends of her waste
The fullness of her lips
I recognize as she sits under  the shade of that tree

The dip in his step
Wave breaks of his hair 
And the dialect...

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GROWING UP ACROSS THE STREET FROM 
TIGER STADIUM HAS ITS ADVANTAGE
AND DISADVANTAGES.
BEING A YOUNGSTER 
HOT HUMID MUGGY SUMMER NIGHT.
DETROIT MICHIGAN.
JULY NINETEEN HUNDRED AND 73
WOULD TURN OUT TO BE A VERY
COLD
NIGHT.
IN THE MOST UNTHINKABLE WAY.
RUNNING AROUND...

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Now that the task has been done 
and victory has been won
I am waiting for you to ask me to come
Now that the task has been won 
And the battle has just began
I am waiting...

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No more


In darkest gloom we wander still.  In a midnight hour we fall.
As the light begins to fade from our eyes, we are breathing still.
In the end, in our darkest hour, 
All we can...

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I pray for your soul not to be damned all because I know the path that you’re on, and I want so much to reach out to you and bring you back to where you...

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Saturday, Saturday
'Why'd you do this to me'
was my first question, my first reaction
a reflex to point myself the victim
point myself an inquiry I had no response for
I wanted once to see her
to know her face...

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"Smiles are free so give them away."  By Poet

That weekend started with a simple,                      ...

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"Sitting with Koans" 

Zazen sits zafu'd in the zendo
with the poetic monkey minds
echoing the sound of two hands clapping
producing sound bites bitten like Botticelli reprising
polishing red apples for eating the shining

listen to the sound of...

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Dear God,

It is a common belief that learning, true learning does not take place

Without mistakes made along the way

I’ve made my fair share, 

And there’s a lot of realisations I’ve come to today

I need to...

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MY UNKNOWN LOVER 

I sit by the road side,
Under the moonlight,
In the cold of the nights,
And loneliness of the dark .
Waiting for you,
My unknown lover.

I build fantasies,
Of the two of us meeting,
And falling in love,
And...

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 We Love: and we all realize ,"Love is not giving "Democracy or Ourselves away!!!! We love "Democracy",and will never "Give Democracy"away: whether we be "Racist,Homosexual,Bi-Sexual,Trans-Sexual,Straight,or Gay!!! We are too,too, "Great" to give "Democracy or...

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Hurriedly, I raced to the grocery reaching the door, when a girl ran up to me with a box of 
cats.

"Miss,  would you like to have a kitten"?  I had just searched the...

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OH

It is her…she…who parades around in a crown of glory
Compassionately hearing the abused one’s wounded story
Her smile, yes, it is that 
	Luring, forever enduring smile that
			Ensnares, then it cares, is always there, even as it...

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