Long Remakes Poems

Twas the night before Christmas…
…And I finally sat down,
After last minute shopping, running all over town. 
Deciding to rest now, I opened my phone
To visit the Soup and read a few poems.  

As soon...

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[Verse 1]
A doctor or the lost and found
Can’t heal my heart or remove this frown
Find my wandering muse when everything's upside down
Even hands can hurt on a spinning wheel, going round

[Pre-Chorus]
I need some hope, a...

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The beginning is a dance of pain and fulfillment, isn't it?
Real life hurts, but it also fills the soul with light,
happiness sneaks in when we have lived and have time to forget,
a happiness that comes...

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In a twilight sculpted from granite, where stars shake off like autumn leaves,
I wander through the labyrinth of my mind, lost among the ruins of thoughts.
My love for life is but a pale flame, flickering...

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 If I were a baby’s breath 
I’d be the sigh
that bends the wheat as dawn slips by
a gentle chinook that softly speaks
a river’s pause….. before it breaks
the soulful love itself remakes.

If I were the...

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Cataclysmic Lovers Spirit,


Love, lover, you arrive and tame the wild spirit inside,
Set the pace, it slows to a walk to observe and feel and look and notice,
Drops of dew on a rose petal,
Pink sunsets sets,...

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This is a complexly simple piece,
It's a creation's toil to put into words thoughts about His creator, who made the world with the words of His mouth, without precedent.

Olodumare

The infatomable mystery above human existence.
The Lord...

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Dr. Griffin ( The Invisible Man.)

In the fog, I'm a bubble,
Step in tar, I'm in trouble,
but all these, I'll defeat, one by one.
For, unseen in the room,
I can call out their doom,
I'll rule all mankind...

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It brought such memories, memories when I was a kid
It reminded me of all the things that I did 
Storytelling, it's such an ancient art on 
channelizing events in which our family gives
voice, sounds of...

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Here lies Les in his new dug grave
All dressed up like an atheist in suit and tie
With nowhere special to go at this time
A liar by trade when he was alive
On his tombstone are words...

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Hey Babe, it's Me here!
The day's on the run!
The remakes
And half takes
Are for the boss
And the bum!

Hey Babe, it's Me here!
The chase is for the bit!
The truck is not 
A train yet 
The heart will...

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You begin to see yourself
as being shaped by oceanic-waves.
Dressed in the muscle and fiber of restless storms.

A swish of a garment,
the high hem of a skirt pulls you into her flesh.
Sex remakes you into something...

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élan vital
David J walker

Everything is hungry 
Every single thing alive 
Shall survive at the expense of
Some poor enhungered something else 
That has learned to thrive in it’s 
Own peculiar environment 
The élan vital has turned...

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Morning Fog Memory

Lamp-eyed frogs on this misty morning croak guttural sounds that break the silence of muffling condensation,
Their ancient amphibian eyes blinking slowly as shutter lenses at a fifth of a second. 
Lenses that once...

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A two-faced snake my self-love paralyzed,
Whose toxic fangs impurely freeze my will.
The one all past events remakes despised,
The other future wants will ne'er fulfill;
Regret resents my past to make me languish,
While doubt my future wrecks...

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I teach History, you see. 
But, I don't know what it is. 
Just as Hollywood remakes classics
with new faces for new generations,
I suspect,
I do much the same.

I do try to sweep away
the old myths and...

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Happiness is an illusion, a mirage, a delusion
    fostered by a trial separation of truth from reality.
You have to be made to be happy
Or succumb to the happy state.
Few are born happy,...

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A little bit more is all it takes
To drive a person insane
A little bit more is all it makes
To secure a person to fame

And ever on I continued
A pursue for one day my words be...

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Triangles of half-open doors
Reveal all the truth that is hidden:
Just condoms and cans on the floor,
Black papers with verses, forbidden -
Unfinished remakes of the song,
Deprived of the right to speak loud
Of wicked intentions gone wrong...

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A brain is a search engine

seeking itself.

It has glass eyes

to look upon a world it makes and remakes

this phenomenon is often called: thinking,

but it's not as simple as thoughts

it has got good seeds and bad...

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The animal trap
The artist the athlete the strength of the human condition
The leaders still fight
Those inner demons
Dance death into extinction 
Loves only threat
Humans were a joke
Then they reached Olympus 

Take the waves thrashing the ships
Be...

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