Long Reaming Poems

Ray has a hole, now, taps a long bar in,
And ties the winch to it, and turns it on,
“STAY BACK!” he howls, “THIS CABLE’S ALMOST GONE!”
The bar flies out, the cover slips, the din

The winch-engine...

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I fell asleep in my chair
I  awoke and a room full of smiling women
Looked at me
With Death’s Stare


I asked myself
Am I dreaming?
What are these women scheming?
I fear my mind these women soon will be...

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Acrostic - William Patrick Darnell Sr

Willingly loving people as God would do;
Intelligent funny, wittily making you chuckle til blue
Listening with his heart so others can speak their words	
Learning what he must, trying not to make...

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Dreaming of just you,                               ...

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(Patterned off the famous folk song 'Men of Harlech,' which is in the public domain.)

Men of freedom hear them wailing,
from the truth they’re always quailing,
scared of work or real travailing,
not like free-born men.
Men of freedom...

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Engraving the bone on the white hot throne
Charred remains in this pit you see
I fell through the floor stepping on a trap door
And there are snakes all around me
Red glowing eyes, trying to hypnotize me
If...

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Poetry Day #1: Acrostic 
Rainy Day Dreams

Rat-a-tat-tat, the rain pours down again,
All of the land is soaked with the heaven’s tears. 
Inducing sadness, yes, but bringing life,
Now that the world can be refreshed once more....

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This honing, chance does curve ~ is still within me
that love's advance does glorify not sinning
excites me more, as fellowship in winning
invites explore, a grace convicting inning.

This onward, toward ~ God's censure then beginning,
is some...

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Choosing's upgrade in my mind
to hone my soul, selection's find
a worthwhile goal, confirms not bind
selfhood's control is not confined!

The Ore that hardens, now can flow
choosing ~ does all life reaming stow,
to put away, for later...

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Can anything be more beautiful than the sound of
happy children?
Innocent of wars;
loving with open hearts.
Dreaming of grandeur;
renduring the madness of the world irrelevant.
Enjoying the simplest of things;
not consumed by profits.

Let us have the hearts of...

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a scandalous secret gnaws
at the epicenter of my being
threatening to unearth
score pillars of dirt
upon which my world is built

gilded in reverence,
vaingloriously lauded
and parlayed to ascend sacred rungs
beyond the license of minions,
the legend grows
and grows
and grows

and...

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Another morning filled with sun
Beckons the mind to open where,
Clearing the cobwebs has begun,
Dreaming so many words to share.

Enjoy my tea and my muffins
For this is when I’m most at peace
Grab pen and paper, fun...

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M-oonrise attracts the eyes, 
I-t keeps one away from sleep; 
L-etting him gaze at the sky, 
D-enying the dark so deep. 
R-ising of the moon 
E-xcites one on the horizon; 
D-reaming to reach the sky...

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