Long Mournfully Poems

This is for the Contest - 'Titanic - Fare Thee Well' Sponsored by Tom Woody.
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Date December 31. 2040

Damian Stood on the ground floor
Of the new Mansion while 
GrandDad Hakim rested In the
Living room watching TV.  The
First level was half complete. 
Damian thought the pace needed
Quickening. He would have...

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A funny frog called Mr Snog,
once lived beside a slimy bog,
he was a most peculiar fellow,
his hat was red, his boots were yellow,
his waistcoat was an olive green,
the strangest sight you’ve ever seen,
no matter where...

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Date  October 2040

The children were in the dining 
Room and having a meeting of
Their own. Amadeus spoke 
"We need to be honest with 
Ma Auntiema and Dad and tell
Them when we don't like 
Something...

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Once upon a time a gymnast teacher told a girl, 
and all her classmates, 
to gather round 
to spot the student currently bouncing 
on the trampoline. 

They circled 
to volunteer a ring of imperfectly rhythmed
but...

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Black Iraqi Woman
Written by Faleeha Hassan
Translated from the Arabic by William Hutchins
Shortly before my father died, he whispered to me longingly: “Daughter, treasure this, because it authenticates your heritage to our kinsfolk!” When I accepted...

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                       I
 Was on a winter morn gently put
   to ground,...

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The black dog stood out in contrast to the snow drift Arlis found her half buried in.Emaciated she was a light load as he hoisted her onto his shoulder.She appeared to be a Irish wolf...

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Place parsed pennies, purposely upon pretty porcelain palms.
The wanderer, restrained her raised ranting wrists!
She fell to her Humpty Dumpty position,
unable to ever be put back together again...
Each of us witnessed her fall,
yet we failed to...

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A proclamation was made one day, that each man return to his town of birth for 
audit. So in obedience to God, Mary and Joseph left for their long journey.  
Though she was heavy...

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Swan Song

Stealthy killers have crept
Their secret bullet
Reaching this empty nest
Swans too unaware of attack
Arms aimed riffles

Pleasure hunted
Shock
Smile
Blast
Exhilaration
Death

Only one reflection now
No other dark gaze looks back
No other gliding ripples
All reassurance has gone

The lake of desolation
Coaxed her...

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Monday night. Moving magazines. Aimed dead at killing an evening, my fingers target =========
These same old four buttons;  >.

1, 2, 3, 4. Five’s a pipedream. Gaudy, small-minded and trapped in affected...

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Place parsed pennies, purposely upon pretty porcelain palms.
The wanderer, restrained her raised ranting wrists!
She fell to her Humpty Dumpty position,
unable to ever be put back together again...
Each of us witnessed her fall,
yet we failed to...

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You shall not chase my gloom away!
There's such a charm in melancholy.
(Samuel Rogers, 1814)

I think, I was born under the shadow of melancholy.  I was a woebegone girl
since birth. My mother said she...

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This old house it creaks all through the night
a most mysterious voice echo's through out
even with the windows closed tight.

I never paid it a lot of attention except on 
Halloween night, when a woman's ghostly
shadow...

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"Grief is the price we pay for love."

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The coffin is in the hearse, flag draped with pride
The fallen one is silent, as he takes his last ride

He is not the only one, many before have also gone
Giving their life in battle, never...

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On those cool summer evenings when coyotes haunt the night
And the campfire is dying—burning low, then flaring bright,
A cowboy plays harmonica while others sing and hum
While down by the chuck wagon a lonely guitar does...

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You shall not chase my gloom away!
There's such a charm in melancholy.
(Samuel Rogers, 1814)

I think, I was born under the shadow of melancholy.  I was a woebegone girl
since birth. My mother said she...

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PRICELESS Me
 
Satan, Im priceless you cant put that price on me
This beautiful structure GOD has created simply does not have a fee
So all that you proclaim to offer theres no need you see
I can...

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"life goes on...even though our hopes are crushed...
                    leave their dreams to the dream catchers" (By...

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Linda

Linda Blair, is a woman with too much care
in her heart for so many, who seem to care not.
This forces me to wonder ?, what it is they have got 
that entices her, lures her...

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I have written you countless poems all on EMBROIDERED napkins,  by cascading
Moonlight at this lonely hour (unmailed).I have sifted through an assortment of mail
Hungrily tearing at envelope after envelope wanting your distant reply.

This is...

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A crystal vase, a bunch of withering Roses.                
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