Long Give off Poems

'Continental Drift' - The Metaphor

In the seventies (1), few people dreamed ‘it’ was true,
guessed by scientists first when rough coastlines compared (2)
matched like parts of a puzzle (a jigsaw), found place
that joined ‘drop-offs’ waves hid...

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They say I write magic 
like I was granted a wish from the genie in Aladdin
An stole Kazaam boom box an secret patent Latin verses from canibus
While using cannibus as incense listening to BOB Marley...

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Reflections haunt me,
Mortifying me…longing to be free…
Drifting away
Go ahead and throw up your explanation points!!
Raise your voice at me again
Give me all you got
Get me something I forgot…

Frustrated to say the least
Your words, they’re not...

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Let Dust Blur The Pages
 
By Phan Tan Hai
     
Let's close the pages, where the dreams still linger
let pen and ink flow the lines of poetry on their own
words written down...

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I existed before all things, as you know them and not, and will be here long after, and though I allow myself to be used by, I cannot be controlled by mankind.
 
The way you...

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The sand and sea were calling us                            ...

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An elephant.
By Stanley Russell Harris

The elephant was so forlorn.
Was in a circus, there was born.
Chained day and night by one foot.
The chain so clanked when moved about.
For ten long years, it was the same.
In the...

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The poet Basho, whose name is acclaimed
worldwide for haiku esteemed,
wrote myriad works for their greatness famed
and frequently nature themed.

Japan in the sixteen hundreds was where
his lyric verses were penned
mid trips solitary in open air
which continued...

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Is it Hanukkah 
Or Chanukah 
Both are correct
It depends if you use the Latin or Hebrew dialect 

Regardless of what you say
The meaning is the same both here and far away 
It is an eight...

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Scientists are telling you, 
that as the world gets hotter,
the damage to the earth,
will gets worse, 

Fossil fuel is destroying,
the ozone layer,
and yet like an ostrich,
we bury our heads in the sand.

Once you have opened...

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I am in love.
I do not “do” love. I feel it. It pulses through me, hard, and blurs my vision. 

It gifts me with the graceless two left feet, and then, 

I find myself staring,...

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I sat with a friend,
discussing overpopulation,
"the worlds not overpopulated"
he stated

"Look around you,
there is still, a lot more land,
there are still places, 
with very few people"

Granted that's true,
there are still places with few people
yet the fish...

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On the sandy knoll he stands, a solitary, forlorn figure gazing at the sky. It’s a clear night, and hundreds of stars shimmer like fireflies pinned to the firmament. His eyes fix on one of...

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The dark poet
every word is a piece cut from a victim.
Every letter sliced into the body
Anger is filled in the aftermath,
because the poem is never perfect and 
he has to try again and again to...

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If you want someone to change your world,
Don’t give up on the sick girl.

You may see her walking down the street,
But you won’t know of her struggles because she is so discrete.

You would never guess...

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Darkness enfolded me in an ebony blanket
Of soft nocturnal feelings, whispers of wisdom
Shading my world with blackest reminiscences
Gentle insights into reflections of a promise
Phenomenal grace captivating my senses
~
As the night envelops me in it’s shroud...

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There they go 
                          A Lover and his Lass
 ...

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A road to nowhere

A picturesque scene of trees turning bare


Fresh autumn scents filling the air

And a young woman on a journey traveling from here to there

 

With a slow, steady pace and tapping shoes

She...

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The most awful things happened on a dark and stormy evening,
foreshadowing the battle between good and bad-darkness and light.
Opaque clouds concealed the light as it escaped from the moon.
We were on our way to the...

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Amorous is the tingling touch they feel
Blooming kisses as flaming as red bells
Convey passion in their glowing eyes 
Directing fantasy-filled thoughts outside
Enamored by the heavy snowfall on the elms
Farther they vanish into the hushed hills...

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How comes the moon to shine on high?—
a simple query, so it seems…
Yet though its glow can light the sky,
from where arise those silver beams?

Do we imagine gleaming rays
from self-illumined orb of night
still visible through...

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They roam the streets with such evil grins,
Spreading mayhem wherever they've been,
Smashing pumpkins, toilet papering trees,
Stealing candy from good little girls and boys,
They are known in these parts,
As the pumpkin gang.

They ride their bikes throughout...

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Listen to the still, small voice
As silence drifts around your thoughts
Caressing, accepting, delighting
In the hope, faith and love
Found within the sincerity of a soul

In the breath of one short moment
Much joy can be discovered
Embracing the...

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On the death bed for cessation, a platform free from brawl, 
I perceive in peace my debilitating breath.
And give off a brief one as I hear my call,
The one from the train to the paradise.

My...

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Sustain me with faith to increase the sweetness of inner joy,
let my eager palate taste the freshness of these citrons...
as love overflows the walls of the humblest and sincerest heart:
o beautiful maidens...like the swift gazelles...

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