Long Hope springs eternal Poems

Goodbye and good riddance 2023

Commencement writing this poem
began December 31st: 2:24 PM
ended December 31st: 03:53 PM.

The best geriatric effort I apply
twittering, ushering, and 
albeit wheezing Auld Lang Syne
crocodile done deed tear 
will yours truly cry
bidding,...

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Hypothetically, what if I (a born again atheist)...
tentatively took page from playbook of devout believers...

Allowing, enabling, and providing
cautious optimism to abound
thus easing grief instead
reason to rejoice found
once corpse cremated
or buried underground.

Whereby reincarnation will eventually...
mitigate grief...

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To my heart:

Yes, you. Not the muscle barely beating in my chest. It's for you, the one who I gave that precious commodity to, the one who repeatedly ripped it out, stomped on it and...

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Number forty six - White House occupant re:
guarding President elect Joe Biden

Within mein hermitage
now dwells one euphoric troglodyte who wept
upon hearing unbelievable news,
(albeit at snail's pace schlepped
finally proclamation emancipation
gave reasonable rhyme yours truly to ejaculate
(not...

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Sometimes things don’t work out as planned
not that Nate planned it, such is basketball love
and strong are the threads of the basketball net. 
He hooped all summer, sweating on outdoor court 
before moving to school...

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No matter that the mailman stops or not.
I still put on my heavy jacket, 
Tug on my boots and woolen gloves.
Give an unspoken invitation
To my ol’ shaggy shepherd,
Who arthritically arises, stretches, yawns
Pads to the door...

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Commencement writing this poem
began December 24th: 08:04:03 PM
ended December 24th: 09:23:17 PM.

Soon Auld Lang Syne
sung bidding goodbye
adieu two thousand nineteen
uttered from every gal and guy
transfixing living mortals
with good cheer well nigh,
while awesome pyrotechnics
light up night...

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In a world where love can mend all wounds,
Where hope springs eternal, like blossoms in June,
I find solace in the tale I now weave,
Of a stepdad's love, and a mother's reprieve. 

Oh, how grateful I...

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Little children live in their own pure world;
They behave like colorful banners unfurled.
The joyous toddler takes its first tentative step.
Looking at those around, sitting seemingly inept.
He grins, waves his arms, ventures forth, falls;
For a moment...

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Time froze solid over crystal ledges 
Not withstanding planetary degrees of cold
Eroded ages in deep space remain
Below zero beyond the inner planets
A pure white landscape far away
Fixed in the void a world displaced

Through no fault...

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I start off being optimistic
With my big saucepan
Only as a last resort will I ever
Eat  soup from a can.
I assemble all the ingredients
From a list I’ve not written down
Caremelise the onions.
Until they’re nice and...

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Midnight mass
Christmas rites;
Peace on earth

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Downtown lights
Dressed for Christmas;
Goodwill atmosphere

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Church pews full
Congregation at ease;
Peace for our time

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Say a short prayer
For world peace;
Smiles abound

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Greetings and meetings
Fine foods and liquor;
Festive spirits

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Mistletoe dance
A loving glance;
Christmas kisses

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Christ the reason
For the...

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A kiss from heaven
A magical time
A true love is rare
But decidedly divine
My picture of love
Was carefully designed
Two parents and a home
That I could call mine
Shakespere and romance
Filled in some gaps
Passion and desires
Completed the map
But can...

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(I wote this after seeing an older man laboriously carrying water in a bucket and 
watering his small corn plants one-by-one.  The field was large and the task seemed 
to me to be hopeless....

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"Looking back at the Earth, I can't really describe how beautiful it is from 300 miles up. Looking down, you can tell it's a planet. The sky is black. There's just a thin blue ribbon,...

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***Hope springs eternal, and I agree***



 
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Corona and Covid disrupted this year.
Leaving the world confounded; paralyzed with fear.
Lives lost in droves;too much sorrow to count.
Everyone shrouded under storm clouds of doubt.
Sanitized, distanced with no social contact.
Not shaking hands is deemed a...

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His tiny baby shoes, as yet unused, sitting solemnly upon the bed,
Petite little pair that he never donned, the sum of a mother’s dread.
A sweet blessing from God, a bundle of love, and hopeful dreams,...

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Wednesday April 1  Hope Springs Eternal in our Winter of our Discontent   writer’s digest prompt Posted

Hope springs eternal in the winter of our discontent

On the daily news that fills us with dread
Perfect storm of hatred,...

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Hope Springs Eternal in our Winter of our Discontent  
Poem for April 2020 Poetry Month Day 1  based writer’s digest prompt posted on all poetry and my web page the world according to...

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Dark clouds gathering
Dark is the blitz
Blitz with Donald or
Blitz alone 
Alone in the dark
Alone without hope
Hope springs eternal
Hopelessly calling
Calling Gods forsaken
Calling to the void 
Void the cheque
Avoid the next
Next four years
Next turn right 
Right now...

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we ask oh conscience!
  most faithful friend.
you give comfort,ease,relieve, defend:
 but if for some reason my dear friend would go ;
i;ll be left with my deadiest foe.

[for our conscience tells us that
 we were...

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the leaves turn as they fall
twisting on the breeze in a
dance of winters hand on my world
hurry along the path
each footfall scattering the leaves with a
dry rasping sound

winter cold the air harshly grasps at me
as...

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the smell of the leather
the fizz of the seam
thump into the gloves
its seems like a dream

the smell of the ralgex
the wince in the hit
strain of the scrummage
that I had to quit

the smell of the chlorine
the...

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...inspired by the song 'Northbound 35' by Jeffrey Foucault



Three hundred miles and counting,
Kansas blacktop, battling snow,
visibility's poor, his sadness is mounting,
from here to there he has nowhere to go.

Lela left, took the kids and the...

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