Long I a richards Poems

Within the frame a sepia scene
a dusty porch   a rickety chair   
the fabric of your dusky face creased
with ceaseless sunbaked woes
your old pair of getaway feet gives 
a different walk of...

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There is a large cattle property in the Northern Territory of Australia
   where the bores are named after Famous cricketers and that prompted 
    this piece.

    ...

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   Storms seductive desiring of dreams   
   Forms favoring moonlight of beams
    Craving hearts upon starlit nights
    Waving wands of unicorned flights
 ...

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The radio plays their song
And two hearts beat as one
To the rhythm of a tune they call their own.
The gold and platinum vinyl spins
Creating the sound where love begins.
If only for the moment, they have...

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Yes, my dear, you know,
You are my source of joy, rejuvenation, hope
I need your emotion spread onto my life,
I need your heart to sing among the darkness surrounding
Do not let our words run dry
Together, in...

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"Spellbound,"
In the midst of midnight twilight,
"Melt My Heart"
"Whisper Me a Song, My Love"
while our "Soft Kisses" fade in the moonlight
for if "When Tomorrow Never Comes."
"Wrapped in her love "this umber earth,
"Wild and Free," and all...

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“Only girls cry!…Oh, boo hoo!” laughed my brother, (as big brothers often do)
 He had been taunting me, teasing me, heckling me, as I whined, complained.
 Neither of us would have won a prize, for...

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Love is a season
And holidays mark the seasons, like signs in the road
Reflecting the bumps in our journey, but showing us a way back home...

Sixteen, in pajamas, watching the rain pelt down
It was long past...

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II.
In the week that followed that cold, hard scene,
Reno settled in and got down to work,
he did tie up loose ends for the estate,
but mostly in the saloons did lurk.

Listening hard for any rumor,
even if...

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Try as I might....I could not get it right
Small fingers that stretched over the chipped ivory whites
While scrunching her face, with that crabapple frown
She would tap out the beat, with her eyes looking down
"One, two,...

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One Day i'll see  US smiling in Our Land....

Does it make a difference if you wake up to find me gone?
One less little lady in your heart on this new dawn..
Does it make a...

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Poetry Soup Hero's

Poets with golden ink and pens 
You make us move forward with your inspiration
With kind an honest, encouragement  and compliments 
Small act of caring all which has the potential to turn a...

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I.
When Sullivan ‘Reno’ Richards rode into
the small, northern Utah town of Stillman,
he’d been unemployed going on three months
since he’d left his job as a hired gunhand.

He’d turned in his badge to the agency
when his brother...

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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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THE SUN, EARTH & MOON
(Alternative title: Sygyzy)
The sun is the past—
crucible of the
epigenetic light.
The earth’s the present—
inexorably
our arrogant might.
The moon’s the future—
a desolate orb
frozen in its plight.
 
Modern science says: The sun is the past, the...

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Amy Green, Poet Destroyer and Skitty S.K.A.T. Pooh.
Just a few of the Great Women I've made love to here at the soup.
Carolyn Devonshire and Sara Kendrick too
and Andrea Dietrich, you fire cracker you.
A Rambling Poet,...

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You've been lost along the equinox 
of confusion's bitter myriad
Although, you smile, there is a trace
    (somewhere in the languid night),
of emptiness, turned bronze, instead

We'll take a walk, beneath the limbs,
in filtered...

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Continued From:
"Quien es?" "Who is it?"
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?ID=195858

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"I don't blame you for writing of me as you have. You had to believe other stories,
but then, I don't know if anyone would believe anything good of me...

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Pain is a widow that knows my soul and heart, she plays my emotions like a tuneless harp. Trying to grip the taste of normal but it slips from my grasp and for that spilt...

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"Surely the day is coming; it will burn like a furnace. All the arrogant
and every evil doer will be stubble, and that day that is coming will set
them on fire,' says the Lord Almighty....

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There are twelve days of Christmas, everybody knows that
But there are only three signs to know, it’s time to start getting fat.
The first sign that Christmas is really getting quite near
Is all the new toy...

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I'm holding your letters, here in my hand 
Each word is wrapped in cursive swirls
Of trembling, eloquent, handwriting...

You shared your life with me...

A gift of yourself,  like little grains of sparkling sand...
Slipping through my...

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Three Sure Signs of Christmas
There are twelve days of Christmas, everybody knows that
But there are only three signs to know it’s time to start getting fat.
The first sign that Christmas is getting really quite near
Is...

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Run with the idea while hot;
fun—
stretch your imaginative pun.
For a pie-in-the-sky, it is not.
PHI

POSTED ON my blog on my website, Suzette: Poet, dated 22 July 2021,
PHI POEM INSPIRED BY THE GOLDEN RATIO.
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PHI POEM – INSPIRED...

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