Long Light colored Poems

The sun was setting, with a beautiful color leaving in the Sky. We were heading to Edinburg. Our van stopped on the way, as that was the time for evening prayer. I could see my...

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they drag there feet through the dust of charred land.
observing and writing all's that they found.
smoke bellowed high in an eruption of cloud.
all in it's way was incinerated down.
then came the calm compared to the...

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I'AM

I am somebody
Iam that 
light colored caramel
over spirit
the voice of
ancestors past
i am that voice
within your head
the one that says
are you just gonna watch
or do something 
the right thing
Iam your eyes
seing things that
you overlooked
visions that you
have...

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The boundingly large Dwarf shook his head, disapprovingly,"
discussing payment afterward is
not the Dwarven way"-he winced 
his annoyed -- half displeasure liberally and spat,
while stroking his sword sized dagger.
Massaging into it; his family crest emblem 
with...

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“I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything.”
                      ...

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The city above us reaches higher and higher
tipped at the top in all its glory with
iconic, prickly, spires,
as long as air rights permit it.
Build, tear down, rebuild, as the wheels below spin round
in sync with...

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I first caught a glimpse of you at school on the bottom of the stairwell. Your eyes were so blue they literally made my heart melt. You gazed at me deeply but I turned away...

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Visited the lake today with my ever ready walking pal
Saw gatherings of floating geese savoring early morning joy 
With eminent elegant black necks and heads with striking white cheeks
They were dabbling in shallow waters with...

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I have heard that all women listen to Your words
Those captured by You, smell like myrrh and You.

I would call You, Sampson, but Your hair is more like wool
There You stood, clad in light colored...

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Rainbow colored camouflage 

I wonder if it would be see through? 
   Say it were such case, my
goodness, gracious . . .

My personal fave...
   I'm partial toward indigo.

   Yellow
Now...

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Drop after drop
my calm burns by the cold fireplace
like the rain on the glass, reminding
me of a taping dance.
Patience is the bastard son of virtue
running in short supply.
The wind is adding to the window's torment,
impatiently...

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She received a belligerent and suspicious stare,
from the dark demon of hatred and fear,
the dark demon was once an Angel,
he had no wings,
sharp shoulders hunched,
and sharp teeth that stings,
a ripple of some emotion
washed over her...

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