Long Jamie Poems

"Go on forth young graduates,

And show us who you are

You're now our future leaders

We know you will go far"

And so commencement ended

Pictures done and people changed

Now, off to private parties

All orderly pre-arranged

But four young girls...

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This page shows my writing process and is part of Poetrysoup's first workshop.  The workshop's intent is to reveal how revision strengthens a poem. Constructive feedback can be a gift.  Should any journal...

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* This poem was written for a contest originally, but was used by Professor Anne-Marie Thornton of Bilkent University in Ankara, Turkey, to teach her WAR POETRY class in the spring semester of 2017. My...

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Her small angelic face ...

Once a place where broad smiles bloomed like butterflies on marigolds,
is streaked with the furrows that countless tears have etched into the
layers of dust and dirt and explosive residue that now...

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There are three little words on tiny stones strewn along the floor
of a never-ending stream which runs through a misty moor.
A marvelous moor of uncertainty where mysteriously all are led
to cross a flowing water all...

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Before I go hide,
I shall rest in the tide-
After the waves,
my life I shall save.

I needed this life-
I craved a passion so strong, 
knowing all along she’d
become my wife.
Like salt to the sea,
she was meant...

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I'm making pipe bombs out of all the 
momentum you stole from me. 
All the skipped heartbeats. All the hesitation- 
potential energy. You made me unsure of what 
it meant to be, worthy. 
I'm stockpiling...

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by Vicki Acquah 
Monday, January 17, 2011

Do you hear it; Brother can you hear it? Sisters do you feel it? I can't hear it! I been listening, but I do not hear it, cause ain't...

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Vent In Form of An Argument

Many people have heard started to vent,
By doing it in the form of an argument;
Things occurred,
That were blurred; 
From Trump could not obtain his consent.

Jim Horn

Those Who Had Died

What if...

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Funny as I remember now - 

I went out to the animal shelter to-rescue my little Annie one day-
some time not to long ago; and-from...

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I slowly open the old, rusty cemetery gate that groans,
      it squeaks and creaks in the still night,
        the trees are swaying dark...

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.....Mommy walks and Jamie toddles inside the BIGGEST plane. 
Jamie thought he was inside its belly. The storm roars outside. 
The thunder is loud inside the metal beastie. They sit. Lightening flashes. 
Jamie screams “No!”...

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What if Alicia,
 Lost her Keys?
   Help me find them,
 Won't you please?

   What if Betty,
 Was never White?
   Never relax,
 Always uptight.

   What if Kid,
 Couldn't...

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Impossible dreams that give rise to miracles do happen in real life,
How else can one explain  as riotous celebrations burst into life,
There in Leicester City when her football team confirmed their supremacy,
With a final...

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Yes, I looked deep into the palm of my hand nope no muse for any of us there. 

Then I took off lollygagging on a whim with the wind's rushing. Yes, but only the effects...

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Who is/was Jamie Ashworth?

Written roundabout October 31st 2017,
yet nary a handy dandy blue's clue
Jimmy Neutron Spongebob SquarePants
exists about real or imagined 
gal in question, and presumed results 
regarding the gal in question
acquiring titular role of...

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The Dogs we called Family

Tara came first and then there was Ben,
When both of them died we said never again.
Then Sam the runner, got killed in the street,
Prince came and went quick, we didn't know...

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Yes, our Creator's Love; this always comes and it goes between to good people and or thing, and in and between Him just as each uses this all; to remain faithfully helpful; to this effort...

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This Poem was submitted for the poetry contest "Jamie's interesting contest 1" sponsored by Jamie Pan, for theme #6. Reflections in a window.

Once while my mind was drifting through a cafe fenestration,
Whence my cappuccino cup...

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Toasty mornings with teakettles whistling bring to mind Danish days on Marata’s 
horse farm, ponies prancing in the unusually warm sunlight, and new fangled 
sparkling silver water fountains. Mirada, Karen and Laura’s Mom hosted Bob,...

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A STORY OF TEENAGE THUGGERY, JEALOUSY, TEASING AND TAUNTING - 
THE DESTRUCTION OF A PROMISING LIFE ................ 


Staggering down the rain-drenched street 
I see you, reeling drunkenly 
like a sailor trying to keep his balance...

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~ Yes, I'll set here with Him and with you, but only for a moment... " 
Yes talk some alone with you and Jesus! " Of my many dreams.For my new, and expanding family, 
and for...

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lying here waiting for my time to end
looking back at my past my dear friend
the things that we have been through
and all the happy times i spent with you
do you remember when we first did...

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~ Shown to me here, as it is one now known by me to be the very beauty of His generous 
character. The one 
seen shining, on the no truer notions of his. 
Known now...

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Why not-we begin ... today?
 
 
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~~ "Blind" ~~
~ juries out, ~
~ breakfast's on, ~ 
~ behind me ~
~ rising ~ 
~ the Sun, ~
~ presently, ~
~ friends, my ~
~ heart grateful ~ 
~~~ is open"" ~~~
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~ In complete abandon... This season I am left here. As up and coming it is brought to me,
the glorious nature of my shining Son, and so... so here he comes now, the purest kind...

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