Long Lay by Poems

Back Door Side Door Front Door : Which door might a Confucian take
 
..................for René ETIEMBLE (Jan. 26, 1909 – Jan. 7, 2002)*

In homage - dedicated to the Chair Professor of Comparative Literature
.................at the prestigious...

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These Limericks were written by many different PS poets who are all remaining anonymous.  If you would like to add one of your own and remain anonymous send it to my soup mail. Enjoy!

Roses...

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Dad Revisited- Once More


Last night I sat up in bed and prayed a little longer,
I asked god to send dad back for just one more  day with great fervour.

Dad was waiting for me in...

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"ALL THE LITTLE PIECES OF YOU DIED"

If only there was a way I could have given you a piece of my peace…

Maybe your brokenness would be mended 
with my loving sutures. If only I had...

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She reminded me of my Sister Tina... She had been adopted by a Christian Minister and her 
family, as we all eventually were, each separately adopted... who lived life to the fullest of 
faith. As...

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How was it that so many years ago 
     In a dream world down by the sea, 
That a beautiful young maiden that you may know 
    ...

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i have always wondered how you were
since first we met... you've been on my mind
imagining the moments
that we would spend ahead of time.
i was scared, fearful of what could be
knowing that the state am in...

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Selfishly or        
          helplessly 
As I lay here internally beat
Battered and bruised full of defeat 
My pillow so wet...

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I wish the writing pad can contain all my feelings,
I wish the tissue will be enough to wipe the tear on my face,
I wish I can continue playing the love music we shared together,
I wish...

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I'm walking my floors
Like a rattle
Being creative
Starting, some drama
Looking at my image


Reading my literature
Reading my novel
Reading my rhymes
Look at my style 
Look at my talent
I'm exotic
Very professional


Look at the vine
Listen, to the melody
Drink some wine
Memorize
Protect...

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The car was checked out for I would have a hard day
Off to Alameda an investigation crossing over the bay
The car came to a halt in the middle of the bridge
I pull over and got...

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One or two dead sheep lay by the road. 
We saw a hairpin bend signed 'Beware of 
Blind People Crossing' as we drove from Dublin, 
West to Connemara's wild Atlantic shores 
 
To black rock...

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The morning light breaks 
and my eyes open wide; 
I feel the warmth from your body 
as you lay by my side.

I watch as you sleep 
so peaceful and serene, 
resembling an angel 
or similar...

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To the gravedigger, dear sir
let the ivy grow and the rain fall in the stele
As a flower fall from Eden, I hear the angels sing
While I slightly twist and turn in the God’s acre, so...

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Tech-No-Logic

Of keyboard and swipe
a screens deliberation circuit electronic
in metal skin and paper thin
push button hums the chord of plastic
tech-no-logical inventum
such marvels to grind the wheel
impartial utensils the battery static
a signal from pre-molded concrete
sends the flip...

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Seth S. Gidley

1832-1916

I will never forget the rain that winter,
And the landslide that still stains my grave.
An evil cursed wind it was, 
Lacerating the drenched cliffs 
And descending gullies of Rubio Canyon,
With wailing sheets of...

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poor little haley he has gone, 
with his health it went horribly wrong, 
the doctors made a terrible mistake, 
and cause of this, haley could not wake, 

he passed away and we were very sad,...

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I've got me a woman, a sweet lovin' woman
So, "Why", do you ask, "am I sayin' goodbye?"
A cowboy like me, has a hankerin' to be free..
Free to be roamin' under sweet prairie skies
  ...

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Woozy the witch fuelled up her chrome studded besom 

Which was parked in the garage at the Cromlech at noon

She polished dusted and oiled the vintage broom’s motor

And applied magic spittle to fix butterfly wings...

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Although I am raising a tapir,
I don't know since when.

I don't know 
where he came from or how I wound up in raising him;
I am raising him only because he is there by my side....

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When I am nothing, a no one,
when nobody remembers my name -
will you give me a purpose to remain?

When I can no longer run,
will you carry me over the line?
Will you teach me how to...

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The sapphire-dust sun of what-were dreams
Swallow the scene, setting In the forsaken east
All I see, all I know fades into the reaper's monotone grey 
Death come near me, by my only choice 
My wintry desperation subdued, clings...

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When men of fame do meet discord,
They find a way to prove their point.
Then it is, they think of the art,
And call to play artists of doom.
The artists too, who know their art,
Would play the...

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When she was born she had no father,
spent nights in the streets to feed her mother,
who was diagnose with a disease cancer,
she strolled the streets naked for suitors,
the life was worse she became a call...

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Nightfall robins sparkling in a glass jar of seeds. Gratifying senses lay by the lakes and the reeds. Climbing the tree to admire the vista. There is no varied crown upon this land. There are...

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