Long Leiser Poems

   Storms seductive desiring of dreams   
   Forms favoring moonlight of beams
    Craving hearts upon starlit nights
    Waving wands of unicorned flights
 ...

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Poetry Soup Hero's

Poets with golden ink and pens 
You make us move forward with your inspiration
With kind an honest, encouragement  and compliments 
Small act of caring all which has the potential to turn a...

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P S its POETRY WRITE ON WRITE ON CONGRATS TO MY FELLOW POETRY SOUPERS PART 13

 Many thanks to you selected poets; Of sharing your whispers from God, tho you didn’t know it; Each letters...

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On an early spring morning, butterflies 
 flutter among  dancing leaves,
  While windsongs float within a breeze
 As the monarch flies

 In a field long forgotten, 
 Purple cues in orchid motifs 
...

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y'all know me-     I'm in the poem biz     
and it is a no brainer     when I need a fix(I come to the main...

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Cherished is the night-20 titles

Cherished is the night,
Whenever I see you smile,
that's when I know
The reason God created love

You are my,
Portrait of love, and,
in my imagination, we are 
Dancing in the moonlight

And so it begins,
Love's...

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Life is a precious gift from God. We humans long for a purpose for our lives.
People who don't know their purpose for living often flounder in uncertainty.
Humans need hope and something to believe in. Many...

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Live life zealously, it’s an absolute end,
There’s no afterlife and no heaven,
Beyond death, who cares where I’m send,
If it’s hell for me, let it be so my haven!

Ha, I envy them the most who dwell
where...

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I regret not spending more time 
with you. I thought...
you were winning the battle
Having To Fight
Cancer
In This Thing Called Life
Is Insane
And So It Begins
The Long Goodbye
Funeral Arrangements
A Gentle Soul, soon to depart
Any Day Now
Gone to...
Heaven
A...

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O God of the universes of Creation as a whole
I raise my hands; and open my heart and soul.'
Prostrate I call upon your power, to bless my
Friends in these long dark hours' these days
Long abhorred...

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I began my life as a little Roman Catholic girl,
But after the death of my sister, mother lost faith;
And we never, ever went to church anymore,
Mother said we did not need the church or God.
...

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Ain't  An Ornery Yahoo
 
Old widow lady of ninety-two
Lives by herself with nothing else to do
Except sit in her chair next to the window 
And stare out for hours with dreams of her past...

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Note: Laura Leiser has been a good friend for several years and was the one who invited me to try Poetry Soup in 2016. She leads a writer's workshop that I am blessed to be...

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Poor Humpty Dumpty was a numpty when he fell off the garden wall
His poor old ma went bananas, told me to buzz off when I call

Guess I better sit on the shelf otherwise I’ll go...

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Read the Grahams and Templetons.
Sifted the Calvinists and Arminians.
Tried to qualify the Mortals and Venials.
John’s comfort was lost in Hebrew’s six.

I got the faith and conviction in
The Holy Ghost and Christ the Son.
Been given clear...

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Writing for contests, is often a crapshoot!
Some may be teasers, and others no brainers.
Results often open a new can of worms,
though sponsors with backbones, will stick to their guns!
Plagued by the screams of dissatisfied rhymers
whose...

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What wondrous goal makes tiny planet Earth
   a stepping stone in life's eternal sea?
What spectral promise gives its journey worth
   as it conforms to cosmic destiny?
What tireless pulse gives rhythm to...

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Auntie May came to visit,
and sat in daddy's favorite chair. 
I looked behind her head,
but all I saw was hair.

I snuck into her room.
Her suitcase was on the floor.
I took a peek inside, then
Auntie May...

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Now I am sitting alone in this
Funny wagon with my boom box
and minding my own business
along with a bunch of numskulls
who thinks I am a nutcase like them—
What a drag! And they think we are
all...

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Hey, those friggin’ books you read
‘bout bein a metro dude
so into part-time love does not thrill
this awesome boo, no way!
Man, I am on act eight of flaps chillin’ 
about passion reborn with footnotes
kinda whack and...

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