Long Negate Poems

I am just a nobody with no fortune and no fame,
But rich in ways many others wouldn't ever think to claim.
Among His many blessings, I'm blessed with a Gift to create,
To share with and touch...

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Emerging from a fulcrum deep within,
arises a humming, magnetic pull,
which in each moment does afresh begin,
drenching us with bliss, making heart feel full.
Rapture ignition, thus in renewal,
becomes the new norm, just like our heartbeat,
love’s elixir...

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What do I project? Some of what I have
Absorbed. Also, that which I have
Reflected upon and have parts of rejected!
I am aware there is a so-called church of
The Devil – I am cognizant of the...

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The Sun had risen to greet the day
    and marveled at such a range of wondrous things.
Where below the warmth it brought to bare
    was causing a Thrasher's heart...

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I found a way to gracefully depart
for I could not respond to her request.
I held my breath and waited for my heart
to once again start beating in my chest.
And as I coaxed my senses to...

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LITERAL SENSE :

Concrete counterintuitive ratioed for looser and Leader;
Interim arguments to know who's worst and best person,
Makes no sense either.
Itemised unique personalities need no prejudice session. 
Sparked to negate fallacious  rudiments; deal art.
Trumpling down...

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Paradise Has Two Sides

So many think
- If there at all -
Paradise is someplace further away
Than their first thought on being born,
Than the thought that will ride out
On their last breath, 
More distant than the last...

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Is it that time again
Is it time once again
for me to stand before this jury
and repeat the words I'm sorry
for me to stand before this council
list my excuses for being away for so long
What's the...

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In a little ultra Leftist bastion called Berkley
a congregation of American Libertarians came,
it was March 4th and proud patriots marched forth
in solidarity for America's freedoms,
celebrating inherent rights with gratitude
most of all the 1st Amendment was...

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It's not about love, not about hate.
It's the promise of two that one can negate.
It's not about dark, not about light
It is about peace found after a fight.
It's not about courage, nor about fear
It's less...

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~ So when before I was brought to know such 
a day as this ... yes-once it weighed heavily 
on me the thought; will it ever-come ... 
yes and my pain, will it never-end? ~



~ While in the instance of my depression 
I was unable to see the love of God well 
within the waters, kind reflection; but 
now; now through Him I have come to 
behold and live to tell of the treasure 
therein contained and abounding. Within 
this joyous and ever humbling-divine day 
for me of revelation, and so now; now-my-
joy-has-been-sustained. For when I am to 
ponder the simple nature of His love in all 
of its purity, and patient delights; visions 
of these they skip across my mind from 
time to time. As my eager-hand ... the 
open-gesture, it moves to lay ahold 
of the promise of another. ~ 



~ As this intention that I've picked up I carry 
now and cast-briskly ... into the darkness of 
the moist liquids, to land. As the-ripples gentle 
gliding they come to move in freedom across 
the vivid reflection, of this glassy-sheen, while 
slowly they are brought to roll along evenly 
with me-and-onward to-lay in peace-beside 
the stillness; of the open-shores. As-swiftly my-
thoughts of God-and-life they move and-dance, 
upon the-humble shallows deeper and-ever deeper 
into the heart, of the waters ... and so my heart 
here stands-in view of-this-and feeling fonder. ~ 



~ For-the tender ... thoughtful-kisses I give each 
place here in my heart that abide-amid the presence 
of Gods' supreme love, and-perfect-goodness; given-now-
for the many blessings that I see. Amid the glory of-His 
many-other-wonders; I give my-heart again this-day; more-
time ... for the nature of their-open-beauty; to-ponder. ~ 
 
 
because-
ethereal-
elegance-love,
veracious-forever-
enchanting. ~
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~ Truth, ~
e'er aware-
~ evolving, ~
~ evermore. ~
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~~ Time tender ~~
~ terry's to-and-fro, ~
~ their finger running ~
~~~ through its hair. ~~~
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Joy ... runs, embraces-
~~~~ itself! ~~~~
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~ Love lost, the aching-
desire, burning-within, frail, 
though; will I rise, greater-
before days; because 
promised, hope-
chance; verity 
my faith these 
gentle-whispers-
echo-the-opportunity,
and so it is to them-I-
answer, fall before. For this; 
God; I-know would never negate. ~
 Patience-holds the-hand-of-grace.
 Wisdom embracing-knowing-love, 
peace ... holds-the-hand-of-truth, 
will-together all-discern ... !...

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"Our Sacred Lady of the Divine Perfect Imperfections" - Part 1

Our Sacred Lady of the Divine Perfect Imperfections
is worthy of our fervent introspection
constantly, equatiously
for SHE is “You”
and “You” is SHE
this is no mischievous 
chicanery, 
this...

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Vulture's Of Darkness

Vile thought fangs waiting in vengence etched within

A twilight sun had tainted my inner vision again ?

Shattered fragments torn in desolation vanquished within
Vile degrade filled sweat pouring out in sharp contrast fetched;
Contrast...
In a...

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Vitriolic scathing psychological malevolent jujitsu
cruelly, fiendishly, incriminating
lambasting opprobrium rue
teenly dished out to yours truly

mechanically engineered hatred to stew
when passive aggression fostered corked,
where self destruction grew
tens of decades ago, when this then
much younger match chew

Scott doubted,...

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I stopped to stool siphon sip on a cool blue 
circumstance in the means between the in 
times loath listening to complacent
poetic prostitutional practice of stir my friends 
ego echoes doing the same f. u....

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City Police

There are countless episodes and sagas of the city police, the men in blue...
In their sacred duty to serve and to protect, they are  life heroes come true...

Everyday, at times and places undesigned,...

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I Write Wits Psalm Burning Desire...

Why?
To escape livingsocial,
     and negate mine birth
figuratively, knowingly,
     and precariously,
     I nightmarishly perch
teeter tottering atop - dearth
of financial...

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21.

I care not a fat hairy fig
For your task to decimate
And predicate my world
With such villainy and hate.

You evaporate the sunshine.
You bring nigh the distant gloom.
Like a pestiferous browsing parasite
Intent on some impending doom.

Crawl! Crawl...

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Wasted words of Poetical Incorrectness

                   Words are precious commodities not traded 
     ...

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Part Three of the Sixth poet honored
(Emily Dickinson) in famous poets dedication series

(3.)

From Weeping Tears, No Longer Shall Joy Find In Heart Anything

Creeping thick fog has dimmed my view of morn's resplendent lake
so dreary is...

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'Helpless' is an adjective I never thought
my hand would write to describe the despair
that's wound its way deep inside my heart.
Honestly, I'm only the catalyst of my own life,
the taproot that strengthens my mindset,
my cornerstone,...

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This life

Rituals we’re asked to follow
Seem to separate man from man
Something’s wrong, it seems so shallow
Sun shines upon all with elan

So we went to temple and mosque
Sikh gurudwara and the church
Favours from God, all in...

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People often wonder...."How long will the evil prosper?" David asked this of God in one of his Psalms. How long will lies be believed? How long will the innocent suffer abuse in silence? How long...

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How many of you are really blind to what's going on in the world? Visibly awake but consciously asleep; buying into the latest but not so greatest brand name clothes. Do anything to get the...

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Languor of the mind
I.	My, my, My how times flies.
        Another year has transpired.
        Yet, a City has not been revitalized to...

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