Long Pan out Poems

                           Expectations high did not pan out  ...

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What's that in your hand?. Let me see.. He said.
It's a picture; that`s Chuck; he is my friend... I said.
You pick your friends kinda young, don't you?... He said.
No, that was a long time ago....

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a non-believer in the great fictions,
the ridiculous notions of the organized
religions of the world
does not walk around 
without the ability to experience the 
wonder of this world
this only world
in which we exist for an extremely...

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How to maintain credibility

Granulated points of view, they will not pan out.
They will sift through the strain, and leave your crowd with doubt.
This is always something, you must try to avoid,
or that crowd will toss...

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when younger & full of life,
idealistic with fist in the air,
hell bent on changing the world
with a communicative heart
whose capacity to give &
care for those around her/him
seemed without need to ever
replenish,
the thought that an institution
whose...

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It was on a Sunday morning in the village where I stay
Out walking with my dog, I heard some pensioners say
Did you hear about the earthquake, it was somewhere in our State
No magnitude has ever...

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I never thought things would pan out this way
       I figured i'd be alone for ever 
           No friends...

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The word of discovery of gold in '49 in Californy raced across the nation!
Why, it was said you could fill a bushel basket full with little botheration!
This appealed to a young feller in Boston town...

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Hatched from an egg, larva begins gathering around massive trees;
consuming enough leaves sufficient for morphing within chrysalis. 
Once this process is a success, reconfigured caterpillars nibble and wiggle their way out. 
Something extraordinary happens—
Atomic metamorphosis...

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For fifteen years I’ve watched the world,
Seen the flags of ‘we’ versus ‘them’ unfurled,
I may be young, but don’t you underestimate,
The potential I have to overcome, and to dominate.

It seems the powers that be are...

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Les C. More back from the vay-cay holidays,
giving my poetry peeps
a look-see at an odd Klondike meet




He ain’t nothing but
small potatoes
Trying to live
big-talk lettuce large

His backsliding snowshoes
walk so holey
That short con grifter grin
spin tall tales...

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I'm itchy, like I need to run outside
More unrest than an itch
I need enveloping in balm
Although that seems a bit final
Balm lite - a hug that has ions
Although I feel so contained 
Balm might suffocate
Ahh...

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You need to do this
It would be better if you
...did it my way
My way, well, I don't know
I'm still figuring it out
....along the way

Ways,days, leave me dazed
With confusion, illusion, and conclusions
....that never pan out
But I...

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You know, its been in most fimiliard circles that the saying is...."tomorrow is
not promise to you". Yet 7 day's a week the census of time passes us hour by
hour, minute by (?) you know. The...

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Not long to go now until we are
told we will know

How the next 4 year's are bound
to pan out

As the way it's been reported on 
it's almost like we have a casting
vote or have a...

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You stepped on me,
For the last time,
I’m losing my mind,
Thinking of all the cries,
All those nights,
For all the fights,
We’ve seen,
Heaven and hell,
But who can tell,
If it’s meant to be,
When we’ll feel free,
We’re stressed,
It’s best,
For both...

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Are you frying today? No? Not at all? An attempt to pull the frying pan out would be better off left alone as other plates could fall. Oh dear. The frying is best done outside...

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Dismal prospects,
future dreams cast further asunder
Another balloon moment ...
	floating,
lazily      	   up and away

Every tomorrow
disappear each slumbering night
And the past awakens,
to unwrap a present of failed opportunity

Blue marked birthday...

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I used to hate chopping wood for the fireplace when I was ten, twelve, fifteen.
I even used to get angry about having to do it every summer.

"Why can't we have electric heaters? I want to...

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in retrospect
there is only time
that can never be retrieved
when what has been 
overlooked
becomes vibrant &
takes the forefront of the 
mind,
plaguing the dreams &
enhancing the 
nightmares,
making it hard to focus
at work, making the hours,
the days, the...

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Many say that the future no-one can predict at all.
Yet through our past many prophesize what they saw.

Crystal a metaphysical item that has held much mystery,
Recollections of stories told that so many could see.
Yet not...

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A sense of holidays! 

Blueberry pie hot out of the oven with buttery toppings 
popcorn popping in the pot with oil on the stove 
Lemon and lime are the sour balls used for drinks or...

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A column in The New York Times
(In Sunday’s Magazine)
Is something that I love to read,
A part of my routine.

It’s titled “Diagnosis”
And each time presents a case
Of someone sick with who-knows-what
And so begins the chase.

The docs...

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Curling keys . A fork of bees. Pan out to the thoughts of temperature. Radius unforeseen. Ten laughing giggling elves on a trout trampoline. Policing the avenues of river and stream. While external energies arrive...

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An optimist and pessimist were sitting in the park,
Their outlooks as divergent as the light is to the dark.
“I think this will be over soon,” the optimist declared.
The pessimist just looked at her as if...

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