Long Rememberence Poems

I don't expect much
Oh I may long for your touch
But I do know the difference 
Between fantasy
And reality
So I don't expect much

I don't expect your kiss
Even though it's you
That everyday I heartbreakenly miss
Here being lonely...

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in order to make the 2008 great, just receive the Lord Jesus Christ
and then everything will simply come to an accord in your life
as most of our worries and anxieties occur because we have not...

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each of us in broken in some form or fashion
be it external or internal we all have our share and ration
the brokeness that characterizes the particulars in our lives
the brokeness that comes in the guise...

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And so the first rain pours down late one Autumn afternoon
Waiting for it in vain, its arrival is also a confirmation of many cold months ahead in the southern hemisphere
Another sunset of summer and sunrise...

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??Malachi? ?4:5?-?6? ?NIV??
[5] “See, I will send the prophet Elijah to you before that great and dreadful day of the Lord comes. [6] He will turn the hearts of the parents to their children, and...

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We have to believe in something completely intangible.
Something unseen, heard and only fathomed.
Greater than ourselves, more important than agendas.
The one true anomaly that heals.

It is in this that we are comforted
Our, "It's ok", the cliches...

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Staring at the candle light,
remember me,so vibrant and bright.
The smoke it exhales is akin to my soul.
All floating and dreaming,yet distant and cold.
No one can see heat around , flame.
like no one can feel my...

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Begin with the end.

Time to rainfall down, kissing mine essence.
In thought. That of thy memories in rememberence.

To branches ascends thy child hood memoirs.
Do you as well, reminisce, in ways we used to play,
as child... I...

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There are two sides
In the poetry we write
One from the dark
And one from the light

The dark writes of pain
Mourning and loss
A love gone awry
With emotional cost

The light writes of joy
And days in the sun
Butterflies flitting
Or...

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There is no money in the truth
No fame for all to know your name
Many selling goats and sheep
And the dove collecticeables
Still in these days to gain self praise
And profit from what Jesus done
The truth will...

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He brought me to Earth as a baby without clothes,
putting humility in me as a rememberence of His will;
yes, He crowned me a prince as nobody ever was,
the splendor of His glory I would have...

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Even if it rains
in white 
snow,
I will shelter 
my head 
under a black 
umbrella.

For the white 
storm
that 
splattered the 
bones of 
Nehanda and 
Kaguvi,
i will always 
dangle a black 
pendent.

For the white 
oriented 
hatred
that 
narrowed...

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My hands look worn, marked by the passing of time,
Of sunlight, cold, heat and work.
They have baked, cooked, gardened and harvested,
They have held the hands of devastated people sitting in front of a casket,’
They have...

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A day of rememberence
a day of joy but sadness
a day of thank you's 
a day of memories

Boys who learned to grow up quickly 
boys who were whisked away from all they knew
boys who put on...

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Is it all that I am but a kiss,

What is Love, You should not ask.

It is something that becomes.  

It is not something else from someone else.  It is not a word from...

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May,  God's love, comfort, peace and joy 
Surround you in these days of rememberence
Unto, the day the Son of God was born unto this world 
The labor pains of the world to be birthed
For...

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It rained down upon me
robed
in ancient grace; 
lacing me in conscious life experience.
Gravity extracting the wet from my arms
lingering on my fingers
with gentle force.
The natural law ruled the motion; and
gratefully I was relieved of this...

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THE SMOKESTACKS OF AUSCHWITZ
A trail of smoke fades to an autumn dawn
as sounds of morning break unearthly still
arising to the day, some life goes on
while others have the fear it never will.

Some ashes drift about...

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Leaves are falling as if it was its last,
but truthfully, its the beginning for a new sprout.

The twigs are talking to say it is time, 
but fairly, time is only just a simple human theory.

The...

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I thought I saw Judy Jo just now. 
There was a commotion, someone shouted out, then the sound of a fist meeting face and a thud. 
She came walking out from the back where the...

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They smile
So bright it eases every misery I ever knew
Innocent
They laugh
So hard it’s the sweetest sound I ever heard
Amazing
They speak
So pure it’s hard not to see truth
Imaginative
They run
So full of spirit it energizes my soul
Enlightened
They...

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