Long Lends Poems

World's Longest Love Poem (second edition)


Title: My love my all

Edited by Izunna Okafor


Editor's Note:

Out of their ardency, eighteen poets and poetry lovers identified with the need to give the 2020 Valentine celebration a poetic taste...

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Part 1: FORE SIBERIAN FATE

silk wings wet -
angel on the lake.
starlight glitter
separates from

the golden wheat.
her docile hair,
prophecy of ice.

winter pink,
pinched cheeks.
ice skate scrapes -
flecks of flakes.

the snow queen
before her relentless
reign, a pretty thing.

her smile warms
the...

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Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
And sadly...i start to drive.
Through the unremarkable village with its tall 
Georgian Bay window panes, lightless,
devoid of visages; outwardly staring back at my 
Abject countenance with detached contempt and...

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~God Is Lord~
 (Jay's Way)


 God is Lord
 With Him I can do it all
 Sees me thru everything and each time I fall
 With God by side there's none I should fear
 He always...

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On the need to avoid being envious: Canto XVII, K161, K162 of the THIRUK-KURAL, Translation with Commentary

[ ENVY, of course, knows no racial nor ethnic boundaries, but I wouldn't be wrong, I dare say, ...

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Twice the night had fallen upon a sleepless slumber,
Yet again awoken by winter when the third was three in number.

I sense that a silence doth sneak ‘tween cracks of weathered wood,
Conniving with that which shadows...

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Once the night had fallen upon a sleepless slumber,
Whence the winter woke me when the third was three in number.

I sense that a wince doth lurk and wear which wicked gaze,
Of conniving shadows cast between...

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Thrice the night—the day!—both fell to sleepless slumber,
But now in Spring, though yet again: The third was three in number. 

I sense a wince remind itself,
Of what it means to be,
Instead to beg for booked...

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A wince doth lurk wearing which wicked gaze,
Of conniving cast shadows ‘tween my windowpanes.

Gazing through the window’s diaphanous gelid glass, 
I see a flushing fluorescent misty haze of frothy brass.

It floats aloft the frost of...

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The very fact of being alive, often causes one to seek adventure;
And sometimes it is no deterrent, when it carries traces of danger.

I was not a seasoned survivalist, but very much loved the outdoors,
Like varicolored...

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beginning to lose her patience; 
short-tempered quite frequently no one knows, for she goes unnoticed
not one has seen the flame once so small for now its a blazing and raging fire within. she remains silent....

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Frice the week along with night had fallen to sleepless slumber,
Trapped again 'tween times when thirds are three in number.

I sense a grimace gurgle in these halls of boned wall,
The aching whims and shaking limbs:...

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I was going to be late to work again, as it was one of those days,
When one small mishap after another, made for way too many delays.

Lateness had become a genuine problem, to a person...

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The blind man waited, 
at the intersection, for someone
to help him cross the busy boulevard...
and he was accustomed to live in twilight,
fumbling for a hand on his right;
and he finally found mine!


Judge humanly...not pettily,
you could...

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Written 14  October For:
No. 1249 New Poetry Only Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand 

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Do not vainly look in those remote
Places,
That, once, were acquainted with a 
Small part of me;                   ...

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“Auld Lang Syne” - the most-sung New Year's Eve song

Courtesy Robert Burns
circa  (25 January 1759 – 21 July 1796)
the National Bard,
Bard of Ayrshire
and the Ploughman Poet.

Two hundred sixty one orbitz elapsed
since brief existence of...

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To boil with all the energy of Hell
may set aflame untethered wherewithal,
for once expended nothing can foretell
the limits of demise that may befall.
A single match may flicker to a flame
or simply set the whole of...

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Written: June 16, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker

Line of inquiry: track where lies the fulcrum of the fragrance of a rose, then likewise find within your soul.


When swinging, grapes fall off the vine,
It...

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There's an inner/outter counter blank element that defines our earthly countenance transparent transpire to an irrelevant parlor non native nill given gotten gave, positioned ill latently counterintuitive never minded gotten gained heretofore-d hahaha-d wtf-dis thisd?...

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Let hope rely upon your Maginot
for swift retort has choked your Gallic might.
It crushed your will beneath its undertow
as diligence receded in the fight.
Your flailing forces teeter on defeat
and any hint of truce shall be...

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As solitude neglects the Harbor door
the Heavens fill with vengeance from the sky,
and all below can only watch them soar
for crippled decks were useless to defy.
The devastation rendered from the clouds
destroyed the birds of war...

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A new command would counter their attack
to stay the storm that harkens at your door.
‘Twould be a feat that stunned the iron pack
for nothing dared defy the wolves before. 
And though his pack could see...

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? Miss ?
While drinking coffee alone,
feel lover on the next chair.
Or in an afternoon alone,
looking at the sky.




		? Love ?
Crying through a flock of birds and spreading personal memories. Or miss someone's hand while walking...

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[[POEM]]

~ (~) ~ 

  .    .   

 .  

"Dip-
me in-
The-
Fountain;
 
lift-me-with-
Gentle-Hands-
of Love-sing-
me-lullabies-
tender; from;

days; gone-
bye... ." 

~ (~) ~

"Open will my 
heart lye within- 
still waters-soul-in-
hand-with-Grace -  
His-Glory-Divine...

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