Long Goldsmith Poems

As dusk settled to star-filled night, they finally came.
Amongst the burning huts, he knelt before the two Gods,
their bright white skin flickering red anger within the light of the fire.
One stood with turtle shell gleaming...

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"Children Listen More"                                ...

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Friends , I present to you a slice of History about the ancient Greek scientist and 
mathematician Archimedes , who ran naked across the street
of Syracuse , in his birthday suit, after he discovered the...

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Chorus
Banks! Banks! Let us all do away with banks
And their dirty tricks and their silly pranks
Banks! Banks! They mean very little to me
If I was the king all banks will be history
If I was the...

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Anne-Lise Andresen-  "Hugs"
Anisha Dutta- "Sweet Lady" 
Beata Agustin- "Spiritual" 
Bill Baker- "Friend from Texas" 
Brandy Nicole- "Whispers & Scribbles" 
Brian Sambourne- "One of my Canadian besties" 
Brian Sand- Contest #10,000 (lol)-keep 'em coming, Brian!...

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When I was young,                                                 ...

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It’s so difficult to sustain the life 
in this senseless-tiresome-dry world, 
and that’s why I decided to fool the world to ease my life.

I took my head out of my shoulders and put it on...

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In the late 1800’s working a trade well-meant
I was considered different to my sorrow and detriment
I thought about changing, to reinvent
But, as “Ranger” (that’s me) I was content
I was a mortician by trade (not held...

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Don't Look Under the Bed
 - by Bob Atkinson

..........Oliver Goldsmith tells the story ....

out walking for his health
a man spied his friend of years on pathway
how "are you sir?" he asked with smile
"not well" the...

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Lady Folly
He did not kiss me when he said good-bye;
I let him go, not asking why,
Self-reflection
But I knew why, today I am taking a break
To reflect on myself, on this blessed Palm Sunday
What do I...

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CREATE AND CONFORM

                       Creativity and conformity
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P S its POETRY WRITE ON WRITE ON CONGRATS TO MY FELLOW POETRY SOUPERS PART 16


Paul Callus                  ...

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The poor are lazy, languid, and loafing – the rich rut,
Is this why many people of my nation have no hut?
Isn't the concept: every rich is industrious, a myth?
Isn't there a great gulf betwixt a...

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??Wisdom of Solomon 13:11 KJVAAE??
[11]  Now a carpenter that felleth timber, after he hath sawn down a tree meet for the purpose, and taken off all the bark skilfully round about, and hath wrought...

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A weblike interior is not a gut feeling. It is an erosive quantity of golden hue with the goldsmith involved being the mind's eye. Mindful mindsets mingling many manuscripts momentarily. Regardless of format and zone....

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ARTIST NATURE

                        Spectacular! Nature’s decoration
       ...

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I have her nineteen fifties' Trifari
     fine costume jewelry, which I hold dear,
since my sweet mom bequeathed it all to me;
     when worn or touched, I feel...

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With the late commencement of cerebral dawn
When by chance I strolled in the literary garden 
A veritable store-house of priceless gems strewn
Threw up joys, exclusive; never to be forgotten.

There one finds precious jewels of craftsmanship
By...

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I take your medal out of the treasure box every once in a while

nestled in between hair locks baby shoes and sepia photographs

it portrays a powerful image of glory success victory and loss

and reminds me...

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Bleecker Street, a name associated with New York City in the section of Soho
But makes Bleecker Street many don’t know
Just what made Bleecker Street unique?
It’s straight out history is what makes the street complete
It was...

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Paula Goldsmith, you will know when I say
Always encourages us in her way
She's good for a lift
Poetry is her gift
“So have a blessed day writing away!”

Tom Woody the Poet guru
Who will never, ever lie to...

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April 4, 2083 and april 4, 2094 a
woman took sixty nine pounds of
raw gold ore to
be processed. both times
she was asked were did she get the gold.
she smiled and said my father
bought raw gold from
a...

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I talk and talk all in vain,                            ...

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This is Africa a friend to the west and home 
At west with Eastern coal
River Benue bend us to farm
River Nile march her name like
Nobles night of bliss in Cairo
She is the anchor of sun...

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The Fable of Jesus
Jesus was skeptical of his tribe, he didn't 
whether he was a Semite, his father, the renowned 
the wood craftsman had green eyes and knew 
a few phrases of gallic monks had visited until
the Rome...

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