Long Lynne Poems

Of Ghosts and fiends in Twilight, Cont.


A thought flashed in my mind from the old tales told
The lore of the beast and I had felt his foul breath
I had seconds to act or be devoured...

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Once pawn a time...

About four plus weeks after
frazzling fiasco from friggin fraudsters
white knight still mourns swindled money
Lynne Costello Senior Civil Investigator
(assistant to Philadelphia attorney general)
unable to recoup forfeited funds.

While holed up in castle keep,
(albeit fetchodit...

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Addends, minuend, subtrahends... all Greek
to poor student long haired pencil necked freak.

Damned (internal) revenue stream
plus plugged egress
equals flood of woe
torturous suffocation
of biosphere quite slow
particularly concerning one
Norwegian bachelor farmer from Oslo
amidst the bajillions of people,
one common...

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A mind is something not content
with stimulus-response,
but must go flying off
into the never lands
to see if they are there...
and when reporting back,
at best is greeted with a stare
of incredulity.

But minds are stubborn things
that go on...

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A chord, not unkind,
resonates permeates
within my spirit.
I blend with this vibration
shaking quaking with desire
while each note takes me higher
to the sun drifting low in the sky.
Under the pink and reds of sunset do I stand.
Attentive...

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She gave me an angry look.
Neither her face or eyes were familiar.  
The hope I had been counting on for three days, dissipated.

This mean-looking eleven-year-old child had been through more
awfulness in her life, than...

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My rock, my Twin Lynne

Laura and Lynne
Not two, but one, twin
From the start, in the womb
Sharing time, past the tomb
The yang to her yen

The right to my wrong
Harmonious in song
The light to my dark
Igniting my...

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SHE WAS BUT A CHILD
A FINE BONNY GIRL
UNTIL SHE HEARD THESE SAD WORDS

HE HATES HER SHE SAID
AS SHE LAY UNDER THE BED
HIDING FROM WORDS
THAT HER MOTHER SAID

WHEN SHE WAS TEN
SHE PLAYED IN THE TREE
LOOKING FOR...

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We are in Xanadu. A million lights are dancing and there you are, a shooting star. An everlasting world and you're here with me, eternally Xanadu. BY "JEFF LYNNE"


"Xanadu," "Nirvana," and "Utopia" pop to mind
This...

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I was fifteen, she was fourteen. 
Her name was Lynne. We met at church. 
Her folks had just become members, 
so she was coming every Sunday.

What enchanted me most about
her were her lips, so full...

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when they come for you
with a fistful of “legal”
excuses,
covered in camo, bearing guns &
battering rams,
when they handcuff you &
the people you live with,
when they turn your house upside 
down &
accuse you of being in places
that...

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The teacher is making me write poetry.
I am so completely mad I could spit.  
The teacher is making me write poetry.
What do I know about it? Not a whit!  

This mean old nosy...

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Lynne was the old folks home rebel
Angry that she had been sent here
She loved her hoarder house
She liked her collectibles; they were her friends.

The state had taken it all away
But they had not found her...

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My mind is quiet as I walk upon this path
And I am at ease within the mist that flows around me embracing me in its cool grasp.
Gladly I smile as my soul roams freely beyond...

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Senior Day

Sun hat check
Walking shoes check
Water bottle check
Off to wisconsin state fair
For a fun time with two daughters;

Handicapped parking
That's new
Walker in tow
That's new too
But I'm okay with that
Still here
Still kicking
Still having fun

Loaded tater tots?
Yes please
Shared...

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I watch as she grows weaker and it breaks my heart in two
To see her in such pain I wonder just how long she will be with us
until it is time for her to see...

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As I am driving down this lonesome highway,
the beauty overtakes the silence.
       It's then I finally began to see what my youth
had never noticed.
     ...

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The air, warm, unmoved, clings to our bodies
Like an old, familiar blanket.
From the west, the light,
A warm amber brew, pours down
And is strained through the leaves of the nearby gums
It fills the veranda and spills...

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We are a family conisisting of six,Billy,Shirl,Karen,Lynne,Myself and Trace
                    i would say that Lynne stands out,so...

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"COURTNEY LYNNE WILSON"

     Counting the blessing, I feel today
     Oh Lord than you for bringing this child our way
     Understanding the joy, that...

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So many things come to us in life
some valuable others not worth much
when it's a gift one feels so good
making it something you want to clutch

God has given the gift of understanding
yes even you and...

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The tale begins
    with a maiden so fair,
Trapped inside
    of a dragon's lair.
Relying upon
    her shining knight,
To rescue her
    at dawn's first light.
She...

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Sitting on the shore of the ocean, the waves gentle and calm
   touching me, as if, they felt the way I love you.
The sun setting slowly, looking almost as if, into the ocean
...

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I saw it in the deep river of red,
and goose bumps arose on my flesh.
Stepping in to the cool, cool water,
I sunk deeper surrounded in spirits matter.
Currents took me by the hand
pulling me further across...

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Looking out my window
   nothing much to see.
A little bird flying by
    stopped to look at me.

He was not scared, nor did he fly,
    as I opened...

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