Long Mcguire Poems

Here's the scoop, friends...
   This is, as indicated, the 1st THIRD of this fairly lengthy poem. The 2nd and 3rd parts had to be posted separately due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations. No...

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I had lunch with Randy, between classes today. It was a perfect day. The sky was an infinite, capri blue, the wind was stirring the environment, clouds were wispy and on high - in the...

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From generation to generation
Times have changed so much
By leaps and bounds
Back when technology did not exist
I grew up in a family of 13 kids
Survival was the game of life
Working hard day and night
Trying to make...

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A SOUPER FRIEND

I searched the Soup, but failed to find 
Just one friend that I call mine
I'm in a tizzy now, you see
'Cause many of you are friends to me

There's Hinshaw, Cunningham, Silent One
Winged Warrior,...

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In my yard, chitter-chatter resounds;
grey squirrels ordering me to, 
leave the pears on the ground for them.
I glance slowly upwards, 
seeing one nearly fall from an electric wire; 
intuitively, I know he has a sore...

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A lover’s moon
I wander the desert alone
Figment of my imagination
Butterfly in my pocket
Wishing you were here
Listening and waiting
In this dream called life
A window to the soul
An adventure to remember
Drink from my fountain
Dance me a rainbow...

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Stephen is the most successful boccia player, 
In the class BC4, he has muscular dystrophy, 
He often competes alongside Peter his brother, 
To do his best to succeed and secure victory. 

He’s been Scottish champion...

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IT RAINED THAT DAY — Twenty Titles


Many, many long years ago ~
   In moon glow, a tall ship.
      Marianne in shades of blue.

An infamous legend, her Captain’s call.
...

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( THE WALKING DEAD )

Their faces torn in shreds of blood, eyes hanging by there threads.
Something thats very scary, that will make you hide under beds.
Hands twisted to the right, bones pertrude through their skin.
A...

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A LIMERICK ON NOTED SOUP POETS

Bob Hinshaw, Tom Cunningham, James Edward Lee, Sr., Russell Sivey, Gordon McConnell,  Greg Barden, Emile Pinet, Silent One, WingedWarrior, Charles Messina, Gershon Wolf, Richard Lamoureux, Joe Flack, Liam McDaid,...

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What joy
What comfort
To find a comfy niche
Where kindred spirits abound
Where we are encouraged to be ourselves
And delight in others showing their true colors
How profound it is to connect on that human level
Sharing opportunities to appreciate...

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THE BOYS WHO WOULD BE KING
by Ron Arbuthnot
Dear Prince, I've dreamt your crown sets on my head,
Like many USA boys, in our prime
Not fantasy, but stuff of dreams, instead,
So we could shape the world and...

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This Is Inspired by the joke posted by
"The Incomparable Mystic Rose."
She is a MUST read for All Souper's
Love that sense of humor Rose and Thanks


Mrs. McGuire concerned as she was
Always the proper lass
Went to see...

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The gift of quietness, sometimes ignored,
   may go unclaimed throughout our busy day.
   Unless that time of stillness is embraced,
we'll miss our joy to share in the reward.

The gift of quietness-...

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It’s your turn…
Come to Santa, my dear
If only for a minute
Forget life is often cruel 
And you are hungry
Forget your sadness, little one
Believe if only for a short reprieve
In the magic of Christmas
That dreams can...

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Eddie McGuire made us all groan,
Eddie the eighth (VIII) abdicated the throne.
Eddie "The Eagle" flew through the sky,
Eddie Van Halen made his guitar cry.
Eddies Murphy and Izzard made us all laugh,
Eddie "The Beast" tore a...

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