Long In working order(p) Poems

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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Soldiers marched, upright and ready
Bayonet's pointed, their hand at the steady
The town folk feared what was at hand
They were simple folks, working the land

The soldiers carted away those who could work
On trains they went, when...

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A long tale, so grab a drink.

Dateline, Tuesday, August 30th 2016.

They had a clear-out where I used to work 
with heaps of office junk for getting rid,
the usual stuff in cardboard boxes lurked
old staplers, cookie...

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What if we decided to name ourselves with a different word?
When we watched the nightly news, neighborhood is what we heard.
After all the way we’re headed I don’t know what else to do.
I know John...

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We all have buttons,
But we all have them in different places,
Almost impossible to find by looking at our faces.

The best way to find them is to build on the relationship,
And get them to trust you...

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i won't hang around
for the furrows around your lips to point to the floor
i've had enough for tonight
so here you are
my final insult
i hope it tears as it kills

i'm taking my will along with me
i...

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Hi Lord,
It's me again.
As I come before You tonight I am uncertain.
I want so much to be pleasing to You in thought, word and deed;
but there is so much about me that I know is...

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In the sun-blanketed town square 
the young family pause and rest:
young father, young mother, young child.
They are just starting out.

And a good start, it would appear-
happy father, happy mother, happy child.
Happy little world:
the elements of...

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Traveling to Winston
on the Greyhound today
I saw a license plate
that made me do a double take,
There was nothing funny
or silly about it,
but it blessed my heart greatly
as I pondered on it.

The license plates said "3XBLESD"
which...

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Who's that staring through my window walls, with eyes as old as time
the clock has not yet moved and the wind outside has died
no breath for me to find nor the strength to check the...

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Tinkling trickles everywhere - bathroom, rain and coffee pot
Roaring warmth from the heat source after clicked up one half notch 
Old soles of slippers whisper tales to the hardwood as I stroll
Cars swoosh by, tires...

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Good sense suppose of all things equally shared,
everyone’s abundance of thoughts much cared.
Those who are most difficult to satisfy,
larger measure of doubt in mental sky.
Sense of reason by diversity and consequence,
some endowed with larger shares...

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"Salad Days"



My days, I find, 
Are as full as I choose to make them now.

I may opt to spend the day
Watching the birds at play
In my wobbly old bird bath.

Or pass a smile
Watching the squirrels
Delighting...

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Gentle ripples float about his wheels,
searching inquisitive around spokes,
questioning apparent lack of motion,
now the little fish turn their backs
and swam back.
Eyes intrinsically profoundly fixated
on innermost thoughts, where loud
voices debate the time away in warm
orange evening...

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I met the ultimate Mr Condescending 
Yesterday In the bank
He spoke to us like we were complete morons
Who’s brains had shrivelled and shrank

In order to excuse the banks obvious mistakes
He waffled a complete load of...

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