Long Reenact Poems

You're so far away from me and I suck trying to go slow when I know
I wanna snatch you up, bail you out, and take us to our new home
It's hard when I'm alone in...

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I understand that my values have changed. In ways to frame a point we can't help complain. Distract a conscience with tasks to entertain. As well as moments uncaptured to drive insane.

Now sorry I know...

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somber thoughts in disarray
broken moments of a jaded day
under siege of firing brigades
the bed you lay in is the bed you made

tattered talons from battles fought
a mind full of colorful forgetmenots 
fragmented pieces of what...

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1.	Abolish Mints
2.	Abut Mints
3.	Accomplish Mints
4.	Accouter Mints
5.	Acknowledge Mints
6.	Ada Mints
7.	Adjust Mints
8.	Admonish Mints
9.	Adorn Mints
10.	Advance Mints
11.	Advertise Mints
12.	Agree Mints
13.	Ail Mints
14.	Align Mints
15.	Announce Mints
16.	Annul Mints
17.	Apart Mints
18.	Appease Mints 
19.	Appoint Mints
20.	Arma Mints
21.	Argu Mints
22.	Arrange Mints
23.	Assess Mints
24.	Astonish Mints
25.	Atone Mints
26.	Attain Mints
27.	Banish Mints
28.	Battle Mints
29.	Befuddle Mints
30.	Bereve Mints
31.	Better Mints
32.	Bewilder Mints
33.	Blandish Mints
34.	Command...

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Shortly after me and mom's showdown is when
I had my one and only out of body experience.I
had been doing dishes one summer Saturday evening as per dads direction.There was a knock at the door.I went...

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I can't love someone else, i don't think
                      you understand.
    ...

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I know I have a special purpose for my life, 
I'm just struggling to answer 
One question, what's my calling?
I don't know. 

God I'm struggling I don't know what to do
What is it that I...

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Sending the tending to an unfriended ending,
 yet somehow suspending from rending a newly offending recommending.
Logotype monotype linotype,
overripe stereotype,
 teletyped an unripe heliotype. 
Guttersnipe snipe,
 stipe snipe ripe,
 a wipe type a tripe, 
unleash a...

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Reached the panicle of an older state;
faced body rugged, as stone or slate;
I must reiterate, I am not old, but great;
I'm imparting of an older state;
A family that no longer calls;
An aged person whom new...

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(not really, but just wanted
to get your attention.)

Thus "NOT FAKE," but
poetic quasi true anecdote
infused fictionalized
by this ole goat
with prevarication
to enliven of no note
characteristic, and certainly
not worth quote

ting - for any future
reference material, imp poet
tent to...

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morning sun, a newborn babe,
exhales her first breath each dawn in mist 
daybreak’s kiss
straddles the North Carolina and Tennessee line
Cherokee Nation’s last reservation
remains within a hazy, vaporous veil

nearly two centuries crept past
since 14,000 ill and...

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Cupid's arrow has pierced my being,
Is this a dream that I am seeing?
She is everything I've ever asked for,
A magical gift from a far away shore.

My body lay here bound by the devil,
However the spirit...

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Christmas Traditions
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

It was the Day after Thanksgiving and every store in town.
Had planned to opened wide its doors before daylight could be found.
It was an outlandish sight to...

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In my hometown of Hillsboro
A humble, small suburb
There stood a church that was more humble still
In that cozy congregation
We'd teach and learn the Word
And try each day to do the Father's will

But our little congregation
Each...

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My autopsy room is a confessional, 
where killers in absentia divulge 
their sins through bodies
rigid and frigid, mutilated and mute.

Graffiti of abrasions, contusions and lacerations
reenact without deceit or reservations
a catalogue of perversions and violations.

Rage, hatred,...

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I knew two twenty-somethings who
had been soul mates since age sixteen.
One commonality that drew
them to each other was a keen
enjoyment of old movies, those
with lively song-and-dance routines.
On weekend nights they sometimes chose
a Fred and Ginger*...

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My Levi’s Lullaby
By Melissa Ann Hardin
End of April 2012

If I could take your hand to hold forever I would, to light your days with the purest of passions,
And your nights with fires withheld.
The daydreams I’d...

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I rise,
with cock and crow.

I sense,
the Who, the How.

I move,
from Intent to Act.

I gauge and guess -
overthinking here,
underthinking there.
I weigh and wonder -
overworrying fear,
wonder syncing here.

I react or respond -
overshooting now,
then undershooting. 

I finish, a...

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I rise,
with cock and crow.

I sense,
the Who, the How.

I move,
from Intent to Act.

I gauge and guess -
overthinking here,
underthinking there.
I weigh and wonder -
overworrying fear,
wonder syncing here.

I react or respond -
overshooting now,
then undershooting. 

I finish, a...

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Fallen Grace
Pitched you my troubles,
Did it feel real,
have you read the script before?
Are you now questioning whether it has soul?
Adding it to the pile,
what is it that you feel is meaningful?
Why are you taking up...

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Having a traumatic history isn't always bad
While you're living it, yes, your agony blinds all the optimism
It closes every gate to keep the buoyancy at bay

The worst feeling is to find yourself being the helpless...

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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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When God took us out from Egypt, we left in haste,
Not waiting for our flat bread to rise--no time to waste:
  No time to contemplate the events of the night;
  Just time to...

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History museums
Never seem to let me down,
No matter what the country
Or the city or the town.

From homes and music of the past
To cars and toys and fashion, 
It's fun to reenact those times
Once lived with...

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Sympathetic symphony surpasses maudlin expectations
While feelings of the heart enter through the mind
Pictures of the soul are formed through musical memory
As recollections of days become much easier to find

Allow not tears to alter your perception,...

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