Long Humblest Poems

Sweeter than Sweets
                              Family Love Easter...

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To a perfectly perfect stranger
met on a time on the river bank
I asked a simple question,
“How should I live my life 
and live life to the full?”
He smiled at me, His eyes dark, wise and...

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Scrounging for boogers wrought my damn nostrils nearly to bust 

My humblest apology if the following account
doth gross thee out forlorn childhood of mine 
found further ostracization of me tantamount
being shipped off to  a...

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~ 
Simple 
Wood I am thee one yonder 
seeking, as so in way. 
I leave behind me where they 
lay one so the many 
these crisping leaves, as so 
aspiring my feet do move to...

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I arrived at heaven’s doorway and found my friend, Walter, sitting on the front steps.  Walter had passed years before me.  I was surprised to see him still waiting in front of heaven’s...

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Looking forward to 2024:

Psalm 1:1-3

Blessed is the one who does not walk in the steps of the wicked
that sinners take or sit in the company of mockers, but whose 
delights are in the Lord, and...

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THE FLYING SCOTSMAN

In the suburbs of Scotland, a star was shone,
The humblest being the nature’s child,
Dared to dream the strangest dreams,
Sailing the ship through the wildest storms!

The determined will, the hurdles though aplenty,
The childhood seemed...

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Sassy sobriquets schooled sissy spindleshanks...
studious sexagenarian skinny scruffy scribe

My utmost humblest apology
for inducing the following
cerebral calisthenics upon your cranium,
but the cost of friendship
with yours truly 
(me – a foo fighting,
eagle eyed, beatle browed, beastie boy...

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I know of a man. A man full of gratitude and humility for all he is and all he has
He has an eternal fault: an obsession to make a difference; to make an impact
To sow...

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Grim reaper scion donned as nodule on lung...

Lodged squarely upon corporeal property
(i.e. necessary soft tissue)
of Amelie Beth Harris-McGeehan
mine eldest sister,
when medical technician informed
aforementioned unpleasant tidings
earlier today February 25th.

Utmost grievousness grips
analogous to invisible
strong hands strangulating
"I can't...

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Greetings from Schwenksville, Pennsylvania
today March 1st, 2021

I dashed (off the enclosed poem) yay
while safely secured within
white horse open sleigh
after reading following
pray lemme know if ye uttered oy vey.

Profound insights divulged 
during our most recent family...

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Case in point comprises emotional state of euphoria 
would deafeningly, definitely, deliciously get 
frenziedly expelled from stadium. Roe ting for 
“our boys” packing every last seat in the bleachers 
all manner of humankind would (during...

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THE BOY KING

Oh youthful monarch of Egypt, so young to die and yet live again.
In the nether world a Pharaoh's golden death mask is lain upon
A boy king.
In silences crypt a stilled figure lies in...

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Sunshine, cascades-its-way-down before innocent-waters, lying 
boldly and at the mercy of the towering... threatening waves.

Hope cries out to Jesus because it knows, God's mercy through-Him His 
sacrifice saves.

Doors now lay open that once were closed,...

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my humblest apology if you experience addle brained, frazzled, harried, livid with rage akin to bing mad as a hatter gritted teeth syndrome when trying to make head or tails of confusing message, which essentially...

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Once whence the setting sun had sewn her brilliant seams into my eye's horizon,
I received a call from an unknown number on the phone I pay way too much for to Verizon.

I ignored it, because...

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Jesus, The Man-God of Sorrows

This King that was born in a stable
entering His created world in the humblest of means, 
had His angels proclaim His birth to mere shepherds
and not to princes, queens or kings.

He...

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GOD  IS  GREAT
               (  A    hymn  )
How   vast   Thy ...

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Imagine how sad December would seem
if Christmas didn't exist; only the chill
and wind would be felt through the frozen bones,
nobody would live in these northern, frigid zones. 


What was the true purpose of Jesus's birth?
Some...

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This coming Christmas put away prejudice and pride
and become the child He was...coming to earth and die:
the Messenger of God to touch the humblest hearts
when joy didn't exist and love couldn't be found in anyone;
look...

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amid the bleats of lambs
and the moo of cows 
in a far away manger
a baby, swaddled in rags was born
     
though despicable in some eyes,
He was the clone of Clones
the one,...

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"Mine most beautiful and most gentle lady throughout your kingdom.
Thou's most loyal and most brave and most humblest of knight's.
Hereby and forever bequeath to thee, and pledge to lay down
mine own life for thee. ...

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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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In my bed.
Winter blahs.
Colorless ground
Icy jaws.

I poke my head
Timidly forth.
I see some green
I feel some warmth.

I stretch my tendrils
Toward the sky.
Spindly spikes
Reaching high.

Slowly my body
Unclenches, unfurls
Displaying a wonder
Color and curls.

I dance in the breeze
In joyous...

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(N.A.A.F.I.  =  universal store, found on
every British military base)

On some bleak airfield on some Cambridge fen 
(that awful winter - 'forty-seven, I think) 
my mother, novice servicewoman then, 

crossed parade-ground like a skating...

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