Long Maybe tomorrow Poems

Mentors with the BeeTrees

From NorthWinds
come darkening winter
as newborn discontent
waiting to spring forth.

From SouthWinds
come summer's diastasis
climax of full-born wisdom,
contentment for and from all four directions
spread across sleeping hearts
of each nighttime regeneration.

From normalizing WestWind toward East colonializing
patriarchal...

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Tasting Africa (One L****ick at a Time) Part 2
(Though the title's a joke, my limericks are not!)

5. Yet Another World Wonder
Feel like now I am older I need to admit
A Safari to Africa costs quite...

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I made several grave mistakes on purpose
Accidentally called you by another name
I am a tragedy in reverse in every verse
Shame on me for doing the self-blame game

I had a dream of a stream of tears,
Running...

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~ Punished~
                        
One evening with her dad she met this man at...

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As I awake this morning
I remember a Barney song 
for my more oppositionally misaligned daughter.

I love you
and you love me
even if I couldn't realign my four B's,
Brain,
and Branches,
and Belly,
and Butt, 
these four aligned
good government.

If you...

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The Trapper


Through the deepest snow, I somehow carry myself forward.
In a biting cold wind that blows me back.
No other sound to be heard.
I have to find an animal to put in my knapsack.


With boots of...

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Warning, this describes a lot of my thoughts and feelings with regards to a time when I was in a very dark place. I've called this poem Lack of Purpose. You'll see why if you...

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Children toil with their buckets and spades sculpt castles into the sand

In joy and in innocence they build towers gates draw bridges and moats

Know deep in their hearts that the tides are stronger than fortifications

Nothing...

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I loved you
from the first moment I saw you
running on the playground grass
Michelle
I raced over and grabbed your hand,
when I saw you had tripped and fell
Then you looked up and smiled at me
And to this...

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Creaky wood floors give me away as
I roam the hallways of this ramshackle fortress.
These old empty veins that used to carry life
Rusty nerves are dulled and mute

I walk a well worn path, softly.
Curtains always drawn
They...

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FOUNTAIN : LIQUOR BOTTLE SHRINES...

Intoxicated and driven,
Staggering to a higher purpose where they buy their souls
Meeting with their Maker as they peak and overflow
Seeing all these empty faces file in and out in dance to...

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Maybe Tomorrow Night?
                        by Odin Roark

Early last night
thinking got heavy.

Uncomfortable feelings crept...

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Maybe Tomorrow Night?
                        by Odin Roark

Early last night
thinking got heavy.

Uncomfortable feelings crept...

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*Author's note. This one was inspired by some lovely yet sad pics by the artist destinyblue. This was very sad and emotional for me to write. Here's the pics that inspired this. Hope you enjoy...

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Smell The Season Sunshine


     Sunlight sparkles dance a fervent ballet on the lake waking up summer 
     solitude.
     Walk outside and breathe the...

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A TWICE REFORMED CLOWN
There is an eerie silence,
 In the Big Top,
Not a sound is heard,
A heart beat could stop,
A hush envelops one,
And all,
Only the Ringmaster,
Whistles a call.
Suddenly with splendor,
And gust,
In burst the entertainers,
With such...

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"Iffin I woulda, iffin ONLY I coulda, WELL
some think I shoulda, that I misunderstooda
cause my brains made of wooda!" said Pinocchio.
"A toy's life's sublime without thought of  rhyme 
we dances ta  chimes ,...

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Today when I AWOKE,
My house was filled with SMOKE.
I fell off my BED,
And bumped my HEAD!
Then I proceeded to cough and CHOKE,
 	I yelled to see if anyone else was AROUND!
I heard nothing, not even...

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why will men fight and suffer to advance the interests of their masters, who fling them aside when they have no further use for them?

Arthur Findlay



The black king and the white king, well they didn't...

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Someday soon, 
I’m going to climb that mountain…
Maybe tomorrow,
I’m going to try to reach the peak,
Where I’ll never regret the climb up,
Because, with love, I find…
Forever, holds the answers I seek …

Someday soon,
I’m going to...

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Mirror of Memories

On my brown bedroom wall hangs an old misty mirror,
with a ghostly reflection staring vacantly back at me.
It’s taunting me and I don’t know why.
Whose melancholy face is it that I see?

That graying...

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Don't ! Ask the sun, where we were
hidden, perhaps, in that caffeine moment.
And, pondering on the empty space ! 
Don't ever say, the visual became clear
as the silver dropped, to the deep floor
like that broken...

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It's raining and the sun has returned home
although I am by myself, yet I am not alone
mind engages intellect, with time to consider
how this heart of mine, has grown so bitter

Not long ago, reflections of...

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At 40 below zero in the Vermont country side, 
the frost can be actually seen in the air
as sparkling frost dust seemingly defying gravity.
The skin showing between your mittens and sleeves
will be frost bitten in...

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There are times when I walk down the block
I ask myself: why don’t I just walk into the woods
To live a little bit more
When I am looking for jobs on the open market
I mine for...

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