Long One hundred thirty Poems

You wanna know why I read?
I read because books are my escape.
I read because the friends I have in books are so much truer than the friends I have in real life.
I read because in...

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I live, letting life’s events blow along with the wind; inhaling the scented, crisp breeze. I seldom sit down and question my purpose, instead I flow from the water which I arose from. Though the...

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More than two years it be since me old dad had to fly. I miss him you know, he was 
my best friend. I miss the twinkle in his Scottish,Irish,American eyes, a kind and 
caring...

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Inside twinkling eyes of nights bloom
          Garden flowers whisper
      Peeking through tree branches, heads nod
      ...

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Day after day I sit, poised deep in thought and contemplation
while tourists stop and stare at me with eyes of admiration
Sometimes they seem hypnotized, looking without blinking
I wonder what they would think if they knew...

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Inside twinkling eyes of nights bloom
          Garden flowers whisper
      Peeking through tree branches, heads nod
      ...

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Wedding Day

I can say that I had a bit of a headache.
We should have had more drinkers 
If we planned to float the keg.
I left in plenty of time...to be on time.
I had my tuxedo...

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With your diploma in hand, you stand smiling,

one of one-hundred-thirty-four graduates of law

from Willamette’s Class of 2009

to walk across that stage.


I give a cheer.

Your father, crouched near the front,

is ready with the camera

to capture this...

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You are the rarest and the heaviest
Of all our precious metals here on Earth…
Your sisters, Gold and Silver, are stockpiled...
But you are not...in case supply runs low.

To generate one ounce of you we need
Ten tons...

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in the corner
of smoke filled pool hall
you sat peering
as you quaffed another beer

your umber eyes
locked in the beryl
of mine
lost temporarily
in the depths

you flashed a smile
that seemed to glow
beneath the dimmed lights

my eyes unlocked
in a downward...

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If all could be said
With one hundred thirty six words
Could my thoughts be coherent 
Would words travel in herds

Would they race across pages
receiving thunderous applause 
Would they cause one to ponder
or take a moment of...

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In June of 1886,
A German sailor tossed
A bottle with a message
Overboard, where it got lost.

The ship, en route to Indonesia,
Left from Cardiff, Wales,
The bottle an experiment
To track the currents’ trails.

A woman walking on the shore
This...

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Brother Felix Manalo
Was chosen to do God's will; 
The people of the world saw
That his election was real.

The Lord God's last messenger
Came from the isles of the sea; 
Called by the loving Father
To give Him...

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for you, I'd go through one hundred thirty six realms of hell
my eyes burning with poems,
place the red leaf of it in your hands,

I would breathe into your mouth
your Venus on a half-shell,
newly emerged from...

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