Long Reappearing Poems

Human foot-traffic is flowing along slightly faster than 2020,                          ...

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For years I was an aspiring singer, performing in trendy nightspots,
And I sang my heart out each evening, in all of the local hotspots.

Among the enthusiastic locals, at long last I'd made myself a name,
As...

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Title 3/ Confluence Quote:  Forget injuries, never forget kindnesses. Confucius

In the poetic story of my life, 
I hesitate and ponder 'don't be so obvious,'
but whatever I am thinking - becomes a poem.

Sometimes life hurts, when lost upon crossroads of fate,
until those...

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When I appear there Nature seems to 
Dance and dance and dance, 
When I disappear she is prone to 
Weep and weep and weep. 

Withdraws all clouds from sky to set a 
Splendid scenery, 
So...

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A steel sky, wan and dull, littered
	With ragged clouds and
		bitter dregs of a world girding for
	Sleep
		But no rest
by day, draws a frame over grim roofs and vapid doorways.
Indolent breezes rustle debris past shuffling feet of
	Staggering...

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All is still into the night
The sky is dark
No moon tonight
The stars so bright
When I noticed something glowing
In the skylight
I remember thinking that's not right
Just then it zipped out of sight
In some very unique flight
Reappearing...

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Not sure how fond I am of this write very different style to my usual genre. #experimenting 

Well look whos back again
My old compardra 
My closest companion chronic pain 
What a lovely way to see...

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By day, Turtle is ornamental
he sits outside of a Chinese restaurant
by the side of an ornamental pond 
that has always been empty of fish.

The traffic creates a dusty coat on his
stone shell, yet his eyes...

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Slinger
Waiting on the day
for the Swallow to transmute the air
between this ether and yours 
patterned after an annual bedsheet 
and full of a chest
swelling with blood
and a face 
as forgotten as chests 
buried beneath sea...

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Buddha is deeply listening

My esteemed teacher
kindly reminds me,

"To see the master
not as a [merely natural] human being,
but as the Buddha himself,
is the source [and resource]
of highest blessing."

But,
not necessarily the deepest blessing
for all EarthBodies
seeking spiritual multicultures
of...

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That first look, that first connection
It sticks in your head
Creates a home in your memory;
Imagination running wild
Replaying the same moment over and over again;
That feeling in your stomach getting more intense by the second
The blood...

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A Shaggy Tale
By Jan Beaumont ©

My hairdresser - like me -
is still on lockdown
My image in the mirror's
made it crack
I'm thinking I should go 
into the bedroom
Turn the lock and stay there 
till she's back.

I...

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It was unabashedly a canvas of blue at dawn,           
                    with pristine...

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While driving on a moonless night,
Guided by my blinded sight.
There arose an ancient, mystical light,
Deep within a quiet enclave.

Spellbound, I ventured in,
Oblivious to my mortal sin.
A soft caress across my skin,
Made me aware of a...

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“A trail of human misery and degradation”
Derives from a mid-16th century text from Old French
Illustrated best by the Inquisition and the Holocaust
But it conjures up a long history of human stench
While the odor lingers in...

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Into the indigo sky 
the planes climb
at regular intervals,
like clean, slow-motion 
signal flares
fired by a punctilious soldier
fighting a decorous war. 

From this distance,  
the planes’ engines
are little pendant earrings, 
swingless beneath
ridiculous cantilevered ears, 
their...

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I saved you from saving me, I had no choice.
I drown every time I see you.

I am sinking facing you, you are still- eyes wide shut.
I am paralyzed in fear, disappearing today together,
Hopefully tomorrow we...

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Colors of leaves in autumn weave a lovely quilt

covering the countryside, woods, and waters

falling like snowflakes from the tallest of trees

lighting the forest like a candelabra until the first snow.

She was there by the pond...

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My Worst Enemy

Date: Tue, Nov 3 2015 at 8:21 AM

I look in the Mirror an see that I'm not so "Pretty%
I'm Ugly sometimes I "Envy" me
At times I don't want to be "Friends" with me
At...

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Consciousness Correction – 11-20-23
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Consciousness Correction

Envy sneaks in unseen
A thief robbing light from my house of gratitude,
Sowing simmering anger, extinguishing thankfulness,
In blind yellowed views
Gratitude held captive,
Strangled,
Pennies of “I wish” tossed into stone cisterns
Where winter thrashes cyclconic...

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My feelings and emotions,
Long since repressed,
Stirred from their slumber 
Feelings I thought had long passed
Were awakened like a sleeping giant
Reappearing like long lost friends
Out of the blue and so unexpected
And Carole was the reason
We met...

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You stole the joy you had afforded me
How incorrect I was about you, dear
I made the grave mistake of trust, you see
I thought you trusted me, but that’s unclear
I thought you differed from our other...

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Hey Joe,
don't worry,
this is a true story.

Its a story about fail,
story about hail,
story about me breaking barrier of sound,
then smashing into ground,
into pieces..

dividing,
disappearing,
reassembling,
reappearing.

With one goal,
to hit a wall,
even harder,
until my persistence,
endangers my existence.

You see,
I'm not...

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THE FOUR SEASONS

Spring is the season that many love best
Of things to come and thoughts of the worst gone
With many an old favourite plant reappearing now
And a great deal to ponder over and to select,...

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Angilar Shadows

Beams of light peeking through reflections

Cheerfully dancing over the walls and floors

Dipping to and fro in solar refractions

Every light building a tapestry if wonder

Fairylike flits of gold and silver

Gathering at certain points and then...

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