Long Give rise Poems

It spread its grizzly legs on the whitewashed wall
Firmly baked in the early summer heat 
Spitting perspiration dripping from the white crisps ceiling
While I cling onto a sensational feelings
Night has casted shadows upon night
With images...

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Written: 21 July 2023 
Submitted to No. 1231 New Poem Only Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by Brian Strand 

Bridging the Unbridgeable Chasm*

As rises the wealth of nations,
As grows the limb of a township
So declines the flowers...

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Placed seventh in
Consciousness Correction Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker

 
                        ...

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Telling tales or stories is a favourable pasttime;
But using pictures to tell stories of past and present,
Yours remind me of days back in time,
Would not be all very  recent,
Last ones of grateful recline
To golden...

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Rhyme  Quatrain



Telling tales or stories is a favourable pasttime;
But using pictures to tell stories of past and present,
Yours remind me of days not so recent,
And ones of grateful recline
To golden years so sublime.

Mother, telling...

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Rugby SCRUM* DANCE for Divorced and Dis-abused Wedding Guests

(Packs made up of eight « players » (see note below) may be formed indifferently : either segregate the sexes or mix them up. No sweat !...

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Expiry date               
                 14.

I taught...

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Deep down my heart veins,

There prevails the clouds of 

darkness that rains

But I condense them like 

morning dew,

Apply on my eyes with its kohl,

And the world hymns, so divine 

and beautiful.



Sometimes my blood runs cold...

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It’s evolution and for sure we’ve come some automatic way since
		
               Darwin marvelled at volcanoes in Galapagos and still
		
  ...

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Impossible dreams that give rise to miracles do happen in real life,
How else can one explain  as riotous celebrations burst into life,
There in Leicester City when her football team confirmed their supremacy,
With a final...

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Why are we matter and not antimatter, or are we the latter and think that we're not?
Brought into contact the one with the other the two would annihilate right on the spot.

Opposites attract— some do—
but...

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DOUBLETHINK
Can’t Fool Mother Nature

1: THIS LIFE

Newspeak, Doublethink,
and other similar words
only bedevil us.

When trying to figure out what was said,
George Orwell In his novel, “1984,” 
left us clues to solve such improper speech. 

For, we live...

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...It was from an old colleague of mine,
in southern Russian working a new dig,
of Proto Indo-European tribes,
he believed it would be something big.

Wanted me to come out and take a look
at the artifacts they had...

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36.
               The Rose

The garden rose by Nature's brush
Seems the perfect flower.
It sleeps before the autumn moon...
Is reborn of April showers.

I feel...

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Naked trees whose dilapidated bodies have outgrown the test of time
shoot unseemly  into the unaccommodating sky flustering as they walk by
Nude trees laden with deceptive shadows waiting for the morrow
Echoing  a somber tune...

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Nasty ME hypocrite 

From the looks of things 
For I have looked deep down my soul 
And it only give rise to pain 
You see 

I am the shadow that consumes your light,
A toxic lover,...

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My legs shake like leaves in the wind,
my cold lips are forever shut -
not a single word to utter.

who am I, a beast? not perhaps.
a god? no, for I feel too powerless
in the midst of...

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women are the backbone 
of a multitude of success 
because women are known 
to always give their very best 
women have given birth 
to those who have grow up to be 
righteous men and women...

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Slipping into Autumn

Next to spring,
  autumn brings so much color, it is almost indescribable
the beauty lies in the sun light
  glimmering in sultry reflections,
the tattered leaves dying give rise to the abundance
 ...

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So we matured, mama, but, it feels that we are still ever-lasting and it seems,
That time smoothes, levels out our movements but it sharpens our faces and our whims
We’re no longer gun powder and honey,...

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Immaterial Soul 
A sprout abundant of immortal hope, 
a search of a pulse of love in his heart,
an empty threat vivid in a man of a dying soul, 
as the echoes in his heart race...

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ALOHA to my friends in INDIA, I hope this message is received with the understanding that recent interactions have vastly expounded because many have participated with my sponsored contest and as such, there is a...

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Ember nights in front of the fireplace have said their farewell to the dark

Spring comes into the gardener’s step and the rusty lawn mower smiles

Another season of field days ‘I hope he has changed the...

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Chasing dreams for memories,
with bold stroke,
eyes are set toward an uncertain goal
that launches souls afloat
down a river never traveled.
A river of doubt.

Under the dark forest canopy
the cacophony 
of natures symphony
is unusually silent.
Only imaginations din
rings in...

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In the brown leaves lie my valentine memory

In the sands of the dried up river my nudity

In the scent of jasmine garden your naked gravity

Who says the river flows for ever, never


What goes on until...

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