Long Ranged Poems

They were gambling in front of the house.
Manservants and pages bustled about
Serving Suitors who just curse and carouse.
Few mix wine with water. I heard one shout,
"Clean down the tables with wet sponges! Rouse
Yourselves! And when...

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Many of us have a favorite possession from when we were young, and this 
93-year old gentleman is no exception.

               ...

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Forever wondering when I won’t be left behind and upset
Pondering if you’ll ever save me from burying me alive
Wandering in the woods of my spiralling mindset of regret
Squandering my time time after time and I...

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Im going to tell you a story about a skateboarder who thought he was destined to only love skateboarding. Not to long ago there young man who was missing something in his life years and...

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We've been riding now, for days
On this dry and dusty plain
Headed to a land, that's never tasted rain
The posse has been thinning out
As men head back to town
So, that just leaves you and me
To track...

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Empty nest syndrome, plus lapsed romances revisited...
courtesy Matthew Scott Harris
sentimental memorialized mental archive

No matter mine eldest daughter
(born December 22nd, 1996)
starred circa within storied
Matthew Scott Harris family
rendition of Breaking Home Ties.

Now interspersed with
following recherché trivia:
originally titled...

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My heart needs a home,
I’ve tried fitting it on bookshelves among fantasy novels and romantic stories,
but for some reason,
JRR Tolkein wouldn’t let me in between him and Danielle Steele,

I’ve tried placing it by my stereo;
in...

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I was a skillful, amiable nursery worker, cultivating blooms in a greenhouse,
Like feverish and fragrant blooms, often grown in redbird's green treehouse.

Hours were spent sowing seeds, adjusting conditions, and also and pruning,
As June full moon...

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I was a successful, fancy dollmaker, but that had not always been the case,
Such as a case for blossoming romance, when spring is budding everyplace.

For in my inexperienced youth, I had seldom given any undertaking...

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#Here WE are, There WE were...

I AM Your Seed. 

Today, I won't UNRAVEL the Damaged Weeds...
There's An ABUNDANCE Of New Ones That Multiplies At OUR Feet....
STEADFAST. 
"THEY'LL OUTLAST US."

Where A ROSE And A BEE
Once JOINED,...

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Seeing a wrong and doing very little
           to right it. . . 
I’m sure this happens - at least to some of us -
 ...

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Huge life like mockup 
rigged up to bark
dare buzzfeed outsize monstrosity
diet coke, McDonald's and meatloaf
pet banality, execrable, and misogynistic words
greets visitors at formerly named
Mosquito State Park forever known as
Donald Trump State Park.

Whom so e'er decreed...

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Managing my diabetes? 

Let's face it managing my diabetes I have not been doing very well at all,
instead I have been giving myself the lowest academic grade possible,
F-, the exact same failing grade I have...

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The 2nd reason the eldest remained exempt is someone had to see him as something other than a monster.To testify to his humanity.The remainder sans the baby could not as their own humanity was so...

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Child of darkness, child of scorn,
the devil danced when you were born,
for demon seed from Morphy passed,
would haunt your days ‘til everlast.

Predestined to die derelict,
an iso-pawn so cynical,
how cruel a fate awaits the one
that conquered...

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By Curtis Johnson

In May of ‘63, daddy’s demise came early when he was only 58, leaving mama widowed at 35 with eleven minor children. Essentially stair steppers, our ages ranged from 9 months to 16...

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"Land's End"

All at once & with such Very Great Flair ~
So's no-one would notice what'd really taken Place~
SeaWolf & his Wench grabbed a wild Notion from thin Sea Air~
That with which they'd figured nary a...

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(Written by Mpho Leteng & Jennifer Legotlwane, edited by Onalethuso Petrus Ntema)

1. So you are still out-and-out with that old passion?
I look cogently at you actively warbling that song, unchanged, 
You sing out the aridity...

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When I turned twelve, Dad bought me a shot gun
Thought two sons hunting with him, would be fun
My brother also got his at that age
They were Remington Wingmaster, 12 gauge

Dad had two Pointer bird dogs,...

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Today would be the day my wedding bells would ring, but they are still and quiet.

Where is the up roar? Where is the happy riot to cheer me on this happy day?
I do not see...

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They could have ranged together foreever, in just that way
The moment of experience, un-cloaked and with innocent play
In co-creation perfect, when the Lord frequently appeared With approval and fulness of strength, and nothing he feared
Since...

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Not just a string of words arranged, but whispers of the heart,
A melody the soul has ranged, a masterpiece of art.
A tapestry of moments spun, with threads both light and dark,
A symphony where feelings run,...

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I once lived and thrived in quiet meadows
Amongst a sea of buttercups and pansies 
Protected by mountains of wisdom
I drank deep from crystal clear springs
That flowed for generations making rounded stones
That ranged in shades jet...

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My abiding memory of 2015 is of events that are so sad
With my father’s death, it’s the worst year I’ve ever had

It has been the most challenging year for me
But with amazing support I remain...

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She had stood there,long enough for a verse
Standing at the window drowned in a world she could only see
Life had given her bitter herbs to drink
All her strength had been sucked up
She was like a...

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