Long Reattach Poems

This story remains unfinished
as do all the best tales told.
Yet I must warn you
it has a happy healthy ending,
not dystopian,
although not a finished
political wealth utopia, 
Ever After LoveLife;
warm accompaniment
trusted energy of democracy

Where this power story...

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Finally just finishing up. I haven't been working on this one very consistently, but I like it, 
because it's actually helping me fit in a variety of emotion that I've been feeling over the 
time...

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When morning came: the phone rang.
She anwsered.
Honey he said come get me
someone took the altenator off
my truck, I need
a ride to the store. She acted cool and anwsered well
I will be their in an hour...

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What do you want me to write?
I think I will write about faith
What is faith?
Is it something you can see
can grab, can hang onto?
Yes, yes, and yes
You can see in someone though not visually, with...

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Poem       Defining Moment 
Up on a pedestal fallen from disgrace wounded words physical emotionally 
Drained shouts echoing walls closing in to tired to defend self storage full of
Long over...

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Trying to remember 
How it all goes 
Ask, and no one knows
Pointing in every direction 
East and west
just more reflection 
Inward retreat 
from these
external beatings 
a slave in a land
of dreams 
filled with too
many misdeeds 
They say we've 
lost our way,
I say the compass
we were...

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As time flies by
My eyes hurt from 
staring at the light.
Where can I go?
What do I do?
I can't escape,
I'm trapped in this
small little box.
No way out.
No doors, No holes.
Nothing.
No one trying to
help me out.
No one...

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After her ordeal and rescue she was offered too much prettiness
Too fast, too much empathy, too much concern, too much kindness.
She ran back to her abuser, trying to reattach her depressed self to him,
Trying to...

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I'll apply fact to the matter as a matter of fact - Fact doesn't matter.
I'm a time traveler, through mind travel, possibilities unfathomable. 
Rather call a truce instead of battling dudes, 'cause I lack the...

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There is one constant in this world, it’s all around for us to see.
It can show you each one of your failures, or a future that will never be.

Every aspect will be affected, sometimes good...

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Large fuzzy pajamas with a hood
Used to be for toddlers.
Now I have them.
They are getting rather worn.
My zebra go-to-pajamas.

My husband ordered me another pair.
They are big enough to fit around me, thus
they are about eighteen...

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I've got these deviant flip flops
Cheaply made, I will admit
But they're masters of torture
Though you may not give a sh_t

The right's thong attachment
Comes loose with every step
I've tripped so far 8 times
I've even had times...

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Poem
Poet
They don’t always match
It is not exact
I mean, opposites attract
Every brand new batch
Of poems can detract
From the original, not intact
The idea that did hatch
May not become tact
The meaning now abstract
But I guess that is the...

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tryst of the moon and the stars
         - oh how far
off, when the greed of war
spoils with feldspar.

eruptions of not the loins
but clashes of steel —
political coins
care...

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Witchy Witchy is so twitchy
Her colorful broom is also glitchy
They are a team
on Hallows mean

We see them flying high in the midnight sky
And the children scream “We are going to die!”
But wait, says the cat.
Who...

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I do not think I could survive 
Without the arm I use
To do the thousand things it does;
I guess this isn't news.

But somehow something's come along 
That means as much to me
And getting by without...

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I've attempted to dissect “graveyard” as a compound, 
Not in the back, nor in the front, nowhere to be found.
I delved into deep and hard, 
Without doubt it’s not a yard!
For nomenclature I'd rename it...

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Fabric of the universe,
has weaved all within it's nature
upon looms from spindles,spinning wheels
beginning with a single thread........

Connecting all in purposeful suit
appropriate uniformity
serving one,to serve the all
the whole now luminosity.....

Somehow...the thread becometh loosen
and pulled unraveling many,
like...

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There are so many cures today
There's help for whatever comes your way
 
There's an almost cure for headaches that linger
Most of the time they can reattach a severed finger
 
There's transplants for thinning hair
And so...

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