Long Repine Poems

Son of Trembling



The Sun will stop to shine
 Where trapped they do recline
Where they drink and dine
Yet, search, pine and repine.

Would Humane inside him stir
To forsake malicious flair
Has he conscience ever known
To He has he...

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GENERATIONS OF FAITH

I love to see a child’s faith and hear him as he prays;
It’s such a blessing to be still and hear all that he says.
I shed a tear as there he stands to...

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Far away from the discomfort under my skin
My soul rejoices
Recoiling at sorrows that like a pointed pin
Pricks my choices

Stealing my freedom
Drinking my peace of mind
Shoving me yonder the kingdom
Where once I lived unkind and blind

Pinned...

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Laying brick by brick, with stickum in between.
A stone on top of another: dream quest and scene,
erected diligently, with a blueprint at the ready.
Each dot and line progression is sure and steady.

Despite storms, hurdles, and...

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Winds rush thru the whispering pines,
To play with mantle of green;
And gossamer thread of a spider's web,
Hangs in sunlight's sheen.

Laurel leaves that crown the head,
Frame face with drops of dew;
And misty eyes with whispered sighs,
Shield...

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Sweet Rosalia was here with me
but for a year and a day
when we strolled the cliff beside the sea
to see the oceans spray

Sweet bairn of mine did laugh and clap
to see a butterfly
she reached her...

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Come my sweet to silken thread,
finest twines I spin for thee.
Come to soft eternal bed,
yield unto my beck’ning plea.

Finest twines I spin for thee,
comfort grant in final hour.
Yield unto my beck’ning plea,
hunger doth my soul...

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In our father's house, you were doing fine,
but you did not want to toe the line.
Father, you said, 'give me what is mine.'
Leaving home sent a jolt of joy up your spine.

No more scenes of...

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UNTIL AM GONE
 Until am gone before thy
 knowth my value
 How lonely life will 
 be without me
 Dos't thou really created creature
 To credence in immortality??
 Verily belief,Belief verily
 My days are numbered...

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Caught in a Cats-hat
 
You obviously admire the bestiality of a canine,
Hence , you probably find me rather asinine
And the confident swagger of a *****-cat
Is grossly superior to the airs of this pretensive plutocrat.
 
So...

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As the wind blew with the sound of a roar,
The storm clouds moved in over the tree line,
And the rain quickly fell in a downpour.

Across the sky a bright lightning bolt tore,
And the storm clouds...

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Most of it shows a repine, 
Pictured grandma's ring, 
He thought I was stuck to resign, 
Travelling around,grandpa was holding a sling,
No one sought to give him an attentive help,
Dated it in a document, 
Treasures...

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How fulgent heaven's eye doth shine
Glistening warmly from the skies.
No bitter thoughts of life confines
My heart to bid to hope goodbyes. 

For in the darkest cave of sorrows
Hope will lead me through my days.
Like clouds...

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Companions close maybe,
       Comfort and inspiration give,
      But inner meaning of life cries, 
          ...

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When I lay me down to sleep,
And cry the tears that sinners weep;
To speak the words of a contrite prayer,
And know that someone listens there.

He cares for sheep that have gone astray,
Who willfully wander their...

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When I lay me down to sleep,
And cry the tears that sinners weep;
To speak the words of a contrite prayer,
And know that someone listens there.

He cares for sheep that have gone astray,
Who willfully wander their...

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My poems have blissfully escorted me
through the gamut of seasons,
having afforded me not the sensations
of their individual touch.

I stand worlds away from the blustering 
wind that shudders the meekest of boughs.
My hopes quaver along with...

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When I lay me down to sleep,
And cry the tears that sinners weep;
To speak the words of a contrite prayer,
And know that someone listens there.

He cares for sheep that have gone astray,
Who willfully wander their...

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DICKINSON PHRASIS part  11
Today has been a fair day,
very still very blue.Tonight
the crimson children  are
playing in the west.In that
pallid land the simple call
sleep,the wind blows its
gentle measure in my ear.
‘Tomorrow it will be...

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Greenish black silhouettes of trees
sans the complacency
mystique in their conversation,

a stream of uneven triangular arcs
in commune with the lilac-grey
puffs of floating vapor
coalescing in rebellion,

scent of wild delicate roses,
a lover's temptation,

cascades of prismatic water
falling like emotions...

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Greenish black silhouettes of trees
sans the complacency
mystique in their conversation,

a stream of uneven triangular arcs
in commune with the lilac-grey
puffs of floating vapor
coalescing in rebellion,

scent of wild delicate roses,
a lover's temptation,

cascades of prismatic water
falling like emotions...

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Loves Needs

Yield not your favours maiden mine,
At least not until the end of time,
It is important that you keep
Your body pure so you can sleep.

Unfortunately my tenure here,
will not support so long a fast, l...

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Hope seeks to breathe beyond the walls, 
Laboured and empty the effort falls, 
Her heart, recanting passion's song- 
Beats wildly as though to right a wrong. 

Could it be she lives to weep 
Over love...

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Don’t repine, daughter
Despite swarms of storms surging forth
To steal and slay the laughter
That shone in your life’s growth

From a tender age
Caressed and comforted
In God’s hand despite strange
Forces that felt had you discomforted

In the natural
Where their...

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