Long Interacted Poems

So it was that the night transcended peacefully over my head
Taking me through thick clouds,landing me upon parched land
Spilling  tranquil moments into daylight complexity.
So it was that I found myself among a crowd of...

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For years, Tim had the visions
Seeing things that no one could
If he spoke of them, he's crazy
He kept quiet, like he should
Just normal, little, visions
Of people who were dead 
Just wandering in places
He knew weren't...

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An Audience With THE KING

Many times during my walk with Him over the years, I have cried and prayed
and sought my Lord’s face, my Father’s face and asked Him, oh if HE would
just pick me...

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I wondered home one night with the stars, 
With my kingly rugby shirt on encompassing, 
My blue Bec 40 electric wheelchair, no bars, 
Which I was also the king of notwithstanding. 

Irrespective of my supposed...

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I wish I was a master story teller who could come alive with the flicker of some ancient preserved flame in the night time. In the daytime I would be left by my lonesome, left...

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You may have heard folks speak about giants,
it certain circles that some call ‘plain nuts!’
among cryptozoological types
they’re speculated upon rather much.

And every few months on the internet,
at least if you’re into that type of thing,
you...

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I had known and interacted with him for at least twenty years.                       ...

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On a still but misty sandy sea shore;                           ...

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Hey, even if it all came to an end now,
Keep it, and hide it deep in your heart—
The miracle of our togetherness, our friendship,
The times when your spirit made me smile brighter than ever—
Because all these little things...

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On a balmy evening, I was out enjoying a walk,
Admiring the flowers and scenery on my block;

Moonlight poured, and nobody else was about,
Because I had become restless, I had gone out.

Fireflies were dancing, reminiscently green,
As...

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     Whoopie stayed there counting all the white people leaving while flatulantly writing a letter to the Israeli people, denying their right to exist and denying the holocaust happenings and carboned...

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The Truckers:
It has been said that it takes a whole village
To raise a child; How does the village help
Families raise the children?

Truckers live in the village; and together, they,
Along with everyone else helps raise the...

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OUR VENTURE

          We met, interacted, liked each other
           New zeal flashed on daily monotony
  ...

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EMBARRASSED

         I met him in my cousin-sister’s place.
         He was playing with her kids in vigor.
   ...

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A   LITTLE   MEMORY
                            ...

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No accent comes with an ace 
Or perfect words' tones at place
It doesn't assume a good act
Or speech determining lie or fact
Does it make one wise like ants?
Growing impact in their solemn chants

Within the sounds;...

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Suddenly the tallest mountain set on fire,
And I suddenly leaped three times higher,
Oh God, I wondered ''Is this your wrath''?
But wait, wait, I guessed that was not Earth!
There was a beautiful sunrise,
But the...

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If one's fate follows a multi-day course ending.
Even though the trip is on its way to soothe
There's nothing my body isn't sure regarding.
This isn't just a lie; it is simply the truth.

This is not, in...

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Met Lost Love

                I chanced to see him   
         ...

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Our Bed and Breakfast was the Presidents’ House,
An antebellum Italianate with a rich historical past
With nourishing breakfasts of presidential repast
Served by a suitably attired raconteur, my spouse.

Our home was known for its welcoming spirits merry
We...

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We know what Mars looks like from pictures sent by satellite
and in the near future we'll send expeditions to find graphite,
but in the meantime can we send someone to Mars
other than astronauts: isn't it an...

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We called our Bed and Breakfast the Presidents’ House 
A sprawling antebellum Italianate with a rich historical past 
Fed our guests tasty nourishing breakfasts of presidential repast 
Served by an eighteenth century-adorned raconteur, my spouse....

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AS THE SUN DEBUTED IN THE SKY SHE GAZED UPON THE MOUNTAIN AND LOOKED AT 
THE BIRDS FLY.

IT WAS A CLEAR CRISP MORNING TO SAY THE LEAST SHE WAS NOT UPTIGHT OR 
OFFBEAT.

SHE KNEW THIS...

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Spiritualists interact

         My Dad's Colloquium was arranged at best.
      Also, Memorial Hall to inaugurate on his honor
     ...

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BIGGER THAN MYSELF


   When thoughts cease to flow
     where does ego go
       blowing bubbles of illusion!
       ...

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