Long Longstanding Poems

My (bleeding) heart is filled to overflowing, 
To see any growing glad(iolus), garden glowing;
Each sun peached, (petunia) petaled delight,
Is frozen in precious moments of pure delight,
From bursting buds, to the spicy boom of blooms,
Nature is...

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I was a productive, proficient painter, long captivated by the manifold colors,
An infinite parade of hues and intensities, like tales of a thousand summers.

I worked daily at this irresistible passion, which made long, golden hours...

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thought:
     ever so pink   
     extremely fluffy    
    rather intelligent      
   positively...

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       Be                           ...

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Unquotable quotes Friends – XVI

Can friends also be lovers ; not certainly under covers.
Can friends do one another harm and stay calm ; not unless they have lost their sense of alarm.
Can you make a...

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Jock stumbled - pals called him a wus
(No injury was obvious)
But Jock bruised his willy
And now he feels silly
With todger strapped up in a truss 


WRITTEN BY JAN ALLISON

Old Jock had injured and bruised his...

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Shadows are constant like a friend, but unlike a natural friend, shadows do not bear human emotions, or traits, which offers clarity and understanding. That is what makes shadows powerful, for it's not vulnerable to...

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Bath streets have sights on show
and houses sitting by the row
there’s not a place you cannot go
our crime level's always low

packed all year round with global tourists 
city centre market stools fruit veg florists 
nothing...

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Was it the kiss of the July morning sun,
That lit your face with so much glow,
Or the possibility of a meal in an unwary dove,
That lifted the glaring muzzle of my silent gun,
By the stream’s...

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So many sick rivers 
Of pain, shock and shiver
Flow from longstanding wounds
Of soul-chopping depression that surround
Many islands next to you and me
As a consequence of the malady
Our development system is trapped in
Because of the flaws...

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A noble Black Oak tree stands tall and tranquil 
Wearing brown, old and dried crumpled leaves
Withstanding all autumn and winter storms
Without any distress or any grief
Golden fall is long gone, cold, wet season is also...

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Dear Walt, my precious poet 
Your words do inspire, your pen tells every human’s truth
Every word so admired, it shares your journey to recite
With steadfast care, each thought longstanding
So we can follow your path of...

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the sitting in school 
angry at the teachers because
the thought is that they are 
somehow responsible for the
passage of time not spent doing
the things that one feels defines
their existence, the time
restrained by those who raise
one---those...

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If there is a need to know what goodness really means,
Then that's when the purity of your heart needs to be seen,
And the reason why greatness has clung unto you since your teens,
So, anyone not...

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Glimpses into the future:
A confusing mist clouds the conscious
Wishing for clarity
But receiving only blank stares of cruel misguiding
Signs
Soulless shrouds made from memories remind
Me of how to forget regret and
Remember occurrences of importance from
Mindful events happening...

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What is this soul we talk about?
Might I find it in a droplet of water
Perhaps, in a pop tune … a shout,
In a loving mother, an abusive father?
Elusive and ethereal, so hard to find
Is it...

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I don’t really know how to begin this piece
Because you qualify in every sense to be my niece
But you have offered in my troubled heart, inconceivable peace
And for you, this poem – I have decided...

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When I close my eyes
And shut out the world momentarily 
I admit it’s strange but I feel apprehensive
It’s a fear of being unable to return
I get a glimpse of that vast open inner world
That’s somehow...

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A friend is a strong light-post
Standing supportive
And lighting your way for you

A friend is like the moon
Always there for you
And strongest when nearest

A friend understands you well
Listens to your cries
As well as your joys and...

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Oh night divine 
When sprouted the true vine
Through Mary into the realm of men
A fulfillment of the prophets pen
Matching every given sign
Of the said place and the star shine
To be for man a life giving...

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A period of youthful vim ferments
as coruscating golden flecks in eyes 
that mesmerise and tantalise, give rise
to secrets in my breast to stir, foment.
The xanthous tresses that cascade torment. 
My eager and impressionable sighs
that echo...

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