Long Pals Poems

Dear Novice Poet,
Welcome to the wide open wonderful world of poetry!  Today more than ever before, a poem can easily be whatever you want it to be.  The rules are simple.  There...

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Every year In Robin Hood Country Nottingham
There in October, they hold. What is known, as the Goose Fair. It's huge. and goes back centuries, straining the Middle Ages, perhaps even longer.
My pals and I back...

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With these lines I’ll relate an intriguing tale of dubious accuracy
For I Hope to unveil sordid affairs of more than one conspiracy!
Be warned, that though you might be disturbed by the facts I relate?
They are...

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I’m getting tracked down by nightfall
Hear me…hear me…out as I fall…
Hear my call; my heart’s pounding in appall 
I fall down – hear my pleas and answer my call
Don’t hang up on me at all!
I’m...

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FINAL EPISODE OF PURE FANTASY
Hello Bad Boys!

The starry, twilight zone high above, this night
With it’s shooting stars, and the moon, so bright,
Looked heavenly, even Venus, was in sight,
It was clear, could see far and beyond
Across...

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Dedicated to: Myself and the kindred spirits

Rise up today so gracefully and comely. Let not the present by the past be spoiled. You are entitled to what is best in the new day; do not...

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BROKEN DOWN ANGELS

It disny seem that long ago
Toddling and having fun,
Crawling then walking along the floor 
And learning how tae run.

Potty trained and full eh life
They’d run you af yer feet,
A kiss on the cheek...

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Alice, did th' afternoon grow long an' dull; 
As your older sister did read an' mull? 
While in your mind, boredom grew- 
That you'd grown restless no one knew! 
That's what came before th' fall-...

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Good morning from the ascending light 
Good night from the descending night 

I'm sorry, darling of past glee
I'm not sorry that we were together and happy

I'm a house and you're the ground
I'm the mouse, caught...

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VERNANS PAIN              
 
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NO THROWING OF STONES:

This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES... 

Chorus: 
Ain' t throw stones when you self a fouler, 
Words you say could later come haunting you, 
So think twice Mr. Traitor. 
That's a whisperer's comments, yet...

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My “popcorn town”, Oak Bluffs
on Martha’s Vineyard,
always will be home to me
‘though I now live far away.
We were young when
we bought the old Victorian
with the wide wrap-around
porch. It needed a lot of work
but we fell...

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Oi be nowt but an auld country hick,
we a liddle bit of gall, an a lotta stick.
Oi baint niver afeared to speak me mind,
nor critizise folks harshly iffen Oi find
zummit I don’t loik.  Tis...

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As I was walking swiftly
Just to reach Bajoga early
To see what a hot birthday
Will be chucked in the day
Of 27th of the october,
I collided with a creature
Seemingly so calm in nature
And so educated by sanity
With...

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I never cared to do the dangerous things, and liked to play it safe,
But the strict bonds of ordinariness, can oftentimes start to chafe.

I always preferred to cover my bets, for I hated the idea...

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Sometimes faith lives on the edge of a knife
as Sviastoslav the Rus sacker came to know 
The Khazar Khanate knew how to cut a slight
his gilded skull stole the show,
The Vatican went from a marsh...

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In a foreign lush green sprawling land
A patchwork carpet stitched together
In shades of tawny browns yellows and green
Rugged rock forest and wind-swept moor
Is a awe-inspiring spectacle to be seen

In summer's adorned frock adorned bushes and...

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When Cupid fired an arrow in the air,
Where it might land?  He did not care!
His only intent?  To lighten his quiver,
When he shot his barbed Love dart thither!
So came the time, or so...

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ALPHA TO OMEGA 

A is for Arturo and Alexis two great Poets,
Who make us all cry and laugh
B is for Besma a great philosopher
And soul sister On Poetry Soup’s graph,
And Beata,and Gordon who 
With their...

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WHO BE YOUR FRIEND:
INTRO:
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES... 
Who be you friend? 
That persorn who never dey lef you side...
No matter what. (no matter what) 
That persorn Wey go talk you di truth... 
No matter what......

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When I was just a teenage lad, and growing up out west
I never wore a cowboy hat or fancy leather vests,
never put on cowboy boots or western shirts with snaps,
never wore tooled leather belts, much...

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Whatever rules they make up now in twenty-twenty-one
‘Little’ Frankie tells his dad I need to have some fun
His dad said how about a pet, I’ve just embalmed a pup
But Frankie moaned I’m sorry but I...

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I believed in fitness and healthy living, including obtaining sufficient sleep,
To revel for years in buttery sunshine, which makes emerald willows weep.

I consumed only healthier foods, including plenty of fruits and vegetables,
As the glassy, black...

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One dark night a saucer crashed;
the military quickly cleaned up the trash.
In the distance, what they didn’t see;
a thin, white face between the trees.

Once all was quiet, little Gili-ok crept,
from the woods where he had...

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Death,
An old friend, as old as life,
We met soon after my birth 
He liked to play games with me 
“Be ready,” he said. “I am coming for you.”
I waited, was all ready to go, 
no...

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