Long Hobbies Poems

NAME: Phil Latio.

QUALIFICATIONS: LLB (Law) PhD (Medicine) & FSC (Federation Starfleet    
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(Seems that these days a whole lot of people suffer from anxiety and depression. Now whether that's a reflection on our world and society, whether there's actually greater incidence of it or if we just...

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While I was walking through a meadow, of blooms and sunshine,
I stopped to spread my blanket, for a gay picnic at lunchtime.

It was very pleasant, and I had brought many good things to eat.
Afterwards I...

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Sometimes I feel so

Insignificant.



I have yet to understand why I’m here.

What’s my purpose?

Will I be forgotten easily when it’s time for me to go?

Or will I be remembered by many?

It’s difficult to pinpoint what makes...

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Meditation Prayer
By Sandi Hoot

As I lay or sit still
With my eyes closed body relaxed, I visualize a very deep
Purple light surrounding my entire existence.  I feel a connection between my energy and the almighty's....

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"Our Father in Heaven"

You are my God, my Savior and my Father. You fill the earth, the seas, the sky and the heavens, and you fill my heart. I am your child and you love...

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3:01

Its midnight,
And it’s settling in.
I’ve been home
Just a few hours.
Comfortable in my home,
At ease with my hobbies.
But then I feel it.
It starts with a tingling,
All over; inescapable.
But then its gone.
Like it was never even there.
And...

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*** Classified Ad — “Position Wanted” ***

  ((The following is from ad details written on the ad draft form submitted by the ad’s purchaser, who, while here was briefly helped by clerk ES Slinger,...

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You're worth it

I want to start this by saying forgive yourself
You don't deserve the tears that falls from your face that makes way for your sadness to manipulate your whole personality
You don't deserve to be...

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Growth should be the ultimate criterion,
nucleus and kernel of every annual pledge,
for myself and other people who might gain,
from a heartfelt commitment such as mine,
that monumental new year down the clock aptly named,
global village stepping...

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I was an active, vibrant, happy person, and I was captivated by the moon,
In the way that summer lovers, are ofttimes charmed by romantic  tunes.

Since early childhood, I had been enamored, of that limpid,...

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Where have all the John's gone ?
they all been murdered by the ones
Who have the right to bear arms
It was 1963 and I was walking home from school going home for lunch
While in Texas something...

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You’re not welcomed here anymore
You got no business here anymore
You got no right to come in here anymore
You don’t have to come here anymore.

You leave for work
Come back later just to leave
An hour passes and...

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Hey.
I’m Kacie.
Five feet
eight inches
of insanity
trapped in a fifteen year old body
with too much ambition
crammed into the seams.

I’ve got hair darker than obsidian
and eyes deeper than black holes
so trust me when I tell you
not to look...

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Age is a verb for opening the door
Into a judgement of the satisfaction
You’ve found in life, by its opportunities
Beckoning betterment and relationship

I agree that perhaps we could’ve loved more
But you find community in your elderly...

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12:30 a.m.: Wednesday 

I spoke in silent awe as I watched the sun breathe its final breath,
creating a beautiful silhouette which sat parallel to me.
She laid her gentle voice upon my ears,
as she sat comfortably...

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I REMEMBER A TIME WHEN A MAN WOULDNT CONSIDER LISTNING
TO THE TYPE OF THINGS THAT MODERN POLITICIANS SUGGESTING
AND THOSE MEN KNEW MEN BEFORE THEM THAT WOULD LISTEN TO EVEN LESS TODAYS WORDS WOULDNT DRAW A...

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He was old and haggard, in the year nineteen twenty something
A tall lanky old man, with a worn out hat and a rusty ring
His squint blues eyes pulled together the wrinkles upon his face
With an...

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Oh life!
I was on a ride of life,
going happily 
around the beautiful world!
I had everything...
but then this dark hooded figure,
knocked on my door...
I am not the same anymore
because I now have everything but honestly nothing....

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When do we stop believing that we could become anything?

Remember the time in third grade when Mrs. Anderson asked us what we wanted to be when we had grown up?

How Susie said she wanted to...

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Your nothing, but a liar
Your nothing, but a home wrecker
Your nothing, but a dick
Your nothing, but a lazy asshole
Your nothing, but a narcissist.

You think your right all the time
You think that emotions don't matter
You think...

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Another dark warm day with an heavy atmosphere/Humid
Not into dark days and my washing machine is noisily killing me, 
Coffee the life hike up
The always nice counter persons/English, Spanish, Portuguese/I always try to focus on...

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"A poet and his muse both will die one day which one dies first is a matter of luck"

Inspired by :
"When we stop breathing poetry,
our crestfallen pen, left in silence -
where do we poets go?"...

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As hobbies go, collecting collectibles                              ...

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...A child who’d never know a father
that had deserved him more than she could tell,
knowing that she must lie to her husband,
the truth of it would not end very well.
The moments when she should feel...

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