Long Janey Poems

" Damn you, let go my gun! "
The morning hasn't even yawned yet
and a terrible tussle is in my sight,
Drouillard is wrestling his rifle from the hands of this Indian thief
and the Field brothers are...

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On reflection, I find myself within these walls for having played the game of mans false testimony, I chose to take the blame. I asked a great teacher, one of so many, to share with...

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Fort Clatsop is up and true,
50 feet square, with a smokehouse, pallisades, barracks and two gateways
furnished from the aromatic and reliable wood of the great Fir trees,
we keep busy by scraping elk hides for clothes,...

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The old haunted house upon sycamore hill,
   Is the scariest place with ghosts for real.
You can hear their screams and crying out,
   You’re welcome to look if you’ve got a doubt.
No...

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May days 
         merry in an iridescent coat of spring 
for girls in flowered dresses
jumping rope
one at each yellow handle while two dart in and out
their laughter...

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Sample Of Creativity And Intelligence Investigation
1.Akhri Dastak.2.Ayena dikhana jurm.3.Adam khoron ki basti.4.Adab ka Alif.
5.Bay Iman Farz Shanas.6.Bikao mahirey nafsiyat.7.Bus karo Faraz.
8.Pagdandi pay chehal qadmi.9.Pigalti mom bati.
10.Top ka gola Angan mein.
11.Jitna tapao utna kundan.12.Jigar aur Janey...

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A vision legendary among Native Americans...
glimpse her in your mind’s eye
   young Shoshone woman
       with a papoose on her back
   stands on a precipice
 ...

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You were the color among all the gray
Words left unsaid so much I have to say
Your wings that spread kindness I can't see
Since you flew away whole again I can't be
You were my true savior...

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On the last Thursday before Labor Day							

Janey and Sue-Sue sneak down 

to Alison’s beach in Harpswell						

to slam bottles against the rocks at low tide.


Only tinted vessels will do like blue Zinfandel 

and violet Riesling. I...

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Heavy summer 

After the month of Rani i hold my mothers hand 
I asked for a story she making me bore with my childhood which I had been listen 
She then laughed and said I...

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Teri yaad 

Muskurahat mai khoya 
Baat dil Mai liye arman 
Dhakan hai naraz 
Janey kaab hogi mulakat 
Taman hai jo ban gayi 
Badua Dori ka ehsas 
Kagaj mai chipa hai 
Waqut ki phehchan 
Kachdey ka...

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