Long Knowns Poems

Are My Words So Foreign Or Obtuse 
That You May Not, Within Them, See Truth? 
That We Live Together Within, 
While Without We Share, What May One Day, 
Become A Common View; 
A Mutual Love...

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...She went with him and she had to, inside a knot of dread,
distracted by all of the things that she feared lay ahead,
disrobed with her mind in a haze, she would not meet his eyes,
complied...

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*** OF AND ABOUT IT ALL ***

Life’s  so much a-coming or a-going,
With hours of waiting or flowing
From now to next
While we step about, hopefully blessed —
On a quest for things major or minor to...

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the rose

The death of winter is comes nearer and nearer as the time will pass
The indication is this moving death shows through the rose, the tree and the grass
All things die eventually and the cycle...

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I cant seem to find the happy
antedote to cool my negative
consequences--- malignant non standards
freud pennance desires to capitulate-re
the never  know   mores  so the forni fun reins can be
pulled  taughtly ...

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She was standing in the yonder- a silhoutte
ghostly yet surreal for the world that drew me in
the clouds billowed the doubts that had cast in din
the drops fell in thick and made hearts win
drawing a...

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Bedeviled by those pleading eyes
deep as the secrets they chasm
captive as the questions one must surmise 
and I, for your deliverance the ransom 

"never leave me, my love, my friend"
spoken feebly as a prayer of...

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She is heavenly beauty incarnate and all that men could dare to dream.                      ...

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Glowing like the early morning sun 
Subtle like 12% alcoholic rum
Poco-a-poco, I didn't know what hit me
Until your love saturated me

I need you like a heart needs a beat.
You be the cure to my feat...

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Time is always virgin in its mother womb
Caravan of crossing never knows stoppage
On its attachment all come step by step
This morning came back everything like before

Old existence I wanna not to forget
But today everything is...

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II.
A young man should also realize
that for society
all young men are expendable,
cruel as that though might be.
Young women are most protected,
and some people blame this
on the toxic influence of
all modern feminists.
And which those people are...

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Pressure to think
Dont pressure me to broadcast millions 
Im lost 
Lost of plot 
Lost of recall
Loss of sense of feeling of thought 
Im lost ..

Im lost i can't think of my own memory  rows
Or...

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Der TrumpenFuehrer! Der TrumpenFuehrer!
All hail to our glorious TrumpenFuehrer!
To the USA’s newly-crowned royalty
We pledge our complete abject loyalty,
To the great man of history, our Dear TrumpenLeader!

To Der TrumpenFuehrer, Der TrumpenFuehrer!
The truth is whatever he tweets...

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I flew over a vastness of sand,
ancient ocean withdrawn,
dessicated desert,
neither eternal nor pathetic,
snow dusted, the foot of the Hindu Kush,
even now,
as we humans,
such knotted desperate pieces of work,
loving disorder,
our root cause of violence,
livid hatred for...

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I don’t have a friend to go to
One who feels just like I do
They might say they understand
But they can’t truly see within
It’s only You
My Jesus
Who knows my feelings
It’s only You
My Jesus
Who knows my dreams
It’s...

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It's like overhearing whispers 
Above the rustle of fallen leaves and twigs
Breaking under two pairs of feet apiece
Of bachelors and spinsters
And remembering, it's the dead of winter
A mixing of elements. Go figure
You turn a pillow...

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They inject their venom into my endless harmony
Killing me softly, I’m the walking dead, slowly towards my ceremony
You wont bury me because geographically, I’m a globe
Where my mind wonders, my pen will probe
The United Nations...

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Loving you feels like trying to keep unattainable things locked up,
kisses on jars, 
touches saved on empty containers for later,
your laughter described in detail
on hundreds of pieces of paper.
Or the look in your eyes 
in...

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Tis' a break
Tis' a break
There's nothing to scratch.

Ponder for a vendor,
Rice for a sake
And there's no Ale for a man.

Silence is broken and golden,
The trees are not in the mood,
To be wavy by the gale.

Bright...

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A s usual
B efore bedtime
C ome sit with me he did say
D onald Dennis my grandpa
E tering the inner room curtain
F alling by his bedside we
G athering almost in a circle
H earing his old cracked...

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It is foggy and gray not sorry can't stay fall down to pray not able not stable Confusion attacks whipping the words across a wounded soul fighting on for so Long pretending all is well...

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Quote:"Harriet Tubman: “I had crossed the line. I was free; but there was no one to welcome me to the land of freedom. I was a stranger in a strange land.” 

Inspirationt: "I have been...

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But songs are a musical story.

I know a difference
between  telling a story
and voicing these same lyrics
of anxiety and ease,
of bearing and healing injustices,
medicine for well-earned peace.

I feel a difference
between progressive story telling,
between historically accurate...

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Twenty-Seven Club--not open to all,
nor is joining top of most people's list.
A club of sadness and shock midst the pall
of last birthdays--twenty-eighth was just missed.

Many well-knowns have passed at that young age,
to a better place,...

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In lessons of last chance I began a recalculated pre-walk toward an 
awakened scribble scrabble feeling font be it all around your grief gloomed
genre of new knowns all past is empty prologue as future is...

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