Long Overflowed Poems

As dawn unfolds today beyond my fractured windowpane,
a breeze beguiles the ashen drapes. Like snakes they slip aside,
revealing wanton worlds that race and run aground, insane,
immersed in scenes obscene that savants strive to mask and...

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It is a fever.

  
The poet

They found the poet outside the park

His steps spoke many words of wine

His upper half seemed half asleep

And his feet walked a crooked line

His arms were spread as if...

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Sebastian looked at the moon, the source of his inspiration. When the Moon appeared in its silvery glory, he was profoundly moved to write. Sadly he could only write during a full moon. This was...

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Sweet soul of chastise,
Cometh like a thief in the night, 
Seeking to vindicate 
The tainted name of the innocent.  

The dagger of reprisal,
Pouncing fiercer than the rationale 
To strike the hands that aggressed
The heart...

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The rain came pouring down sending water throughout the troubled town, the negative energy is still lingering around and the sorcerer are running up and down the street disrupting the people’s heartbeat. 

They come from...

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EARTH from heavy loam the potter does preform                out of the ground a vessel with no breath   ...

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With a voice as soft as a warm breeze on a cold night.
Her brown big eyes glitter like pearls straight from an oyster’s shell.
I felt my senses tingle in excitement as she reached for my...

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Journey by Ferry on the Celestial Nile
7 Ancient Portal Ascension to Immortality
In a Vessel, The Radiant boat employed to Traverse
the Cosmic Galaxy
On a Quest to seek within the Universe in My Mind
To Re-member Roots Scattered...

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In the bleak night, ‘pon lonely street of Capitol Bye Pass,
Mine stomach’s growl, louder than thunder’s clash,
Mine lips, pink and cracked like parched earth’s skin,
I lift mine gaze, pleading to the heavens for a drop...

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Secured into my compartment, power nullified
I stand no longer needed, my files deleted
void are my eyes, no energy in my circuits
tomorrow to be scrapped.  My Master has gone.

She was my mother
created me and my...

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It was a long journey and Martha’ flood gates had been closed for far too long

Altona Station and the 1.01 expected from Hannover was nowhere near in time

In her mind the intricate roof of the...

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I thank you you Monica, for you have released my soul from that pit. From hell, from shoal of abandonment. And taking me to 
the highland of you is love. I thank you. Or the...

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OldSockFable 
OldSockFable 
 
 
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 One old sock afforded free the one they thought the drier ate the one they 
dropped by accident the basket overflowed in haste of want to escape...

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The Hurricane was Harvey
By Franklin Price
8/31/2017

The hurricane was Harvey, what an unassuming name
Left the western Yucatan. across the Gulf he came
Building up his power to a category four
Slammed into the Texas coast with wind, and...

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Here are six tales of six relatives of mine
Now all have passed in the passage of time
Mostly seen through the eyes of a child
Poetic licence used for I’m no Oscar Wilde
~~~
Aunt Ada and Aunt...

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Pushed and fallen apart…
Worn the brave face 
While I sweat in my heart
In this rapid-paced race 

I survived the storms you whirled inside me
I arrived complete in dawn's light delightfully
Deleted the lack of passion progress...

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Arabesque Whispers
       
       
To a flower        
You are the fragrance      ...

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Timeless and ancient…it has 
been universally practiced…
Either unwilling…or longed for…
never to be 
abandoned...entwined in all…
never to be suppressed…
Plagued by loss…filled with 
bitter hatred at those that 
caused such suffering…
Shattered hearts torn by 
exposure to the...

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I was drifting north, looking out for work,
found myself in Iowa, in Des Moines,
a polka band was holding a concert,
they needed roadies, so I thought I’d join.

The work was easy, just moving heavy things,
and helping...

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I have never seen a flower blush when I took it's hue
and held it there a prisoner captive to my view.

I have always heard the song that's in the autumn breeze
playing taps in harmony with...

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Why oh Why

A Collaboration between Seren Roberts, Tim Smith and Arthur Vaso

Poem inspired by Seren Roberts

Each poem written from a different view
The Murderer
The Murdered
The Mannequins who witnesses the crime


Why of Why
Lovers Die
Mannequins Cry


Sat, with his...

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I have never seen a flower blush when I took it's hue
and held it there a prisoner captive to my view.

I have always heard the song that's in the autumn breeze
playing taps in harmony with...

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BIOMYOPIC
Never am eye ever counting my self worth in the amounts and measures of this 
world the many blankets that eye have like an old Indian man this would lead me 
into madness and depression...

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Moonstruck

Many moons and seasons ago my five children
inquired where I was heading to on my journey

I replied ‘to the moon’ and to how to get there
‘with a ladder’ to astonished faithful suspense

Turned downsize up and...

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The telephone rang, it was early dawn
The birds were unusually silent
Words came through like lightning bolts
‘Swallow me earth!  My pitiful plea
Scorched heart set afire!
Inconsolable, I lay upon the floor
With just one wish – to...

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