Long Reposted Poems

Those primeval skies, no man ever knew
Ignited, as one massive boulder burst through
Hollow inside, creatures not unlike mice
Strapped themselves in as they plunged into ice
Instantly boiled then instantly frozen
None were to question the planet they'd...

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Android Charlie: The Sequel: the Drama
  Android Charlie II:The Sequel: The Drama

OH, Charlie had money alright!
A great house, wife,and a quite intelligent child, too!
Very opulent, he!
Three cars, vacations and a complete
lifestyle, too.

Alas, those cell phones came...

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See the woman.

See the face behind its age.
See the beauty of her form.
See the way her way becomes her.
See past her once taught skin, as it was 
when it enflamed many a man.

See the way...

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So many years had passed, he was the offspring of a horse and ass. 
Quickly discounted, young mule was sold over and over again 
until he finally ended up here, in Bethlehem.
Tethered to the carts,...

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Dismantling Dysphoria -New blood synthesis


All colours evaporated, vitality ceased
Deep agony! Topsy-turvy my life turned 
An inferno of grief engulfed my heart
Surged to the top, pain of bereavement
No panacea, no potions to douse...
Alone she left me...

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Reposted tribute to Mr. Tom Bell, as per Christy's call for all who had the pleasure of 
knowing Tom to write a poem for him. :)




How is it that someone can touch
Your very soul,
Without ever...

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Happy to be here

Is there someone you know,
who's dark days only grow,
And they can't say, they're happy to be here

When a bright, new day breaks,
but, they're afraid to awake,
And they won't say they're happy to...

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Happy to be here

Is there someone you know,
who's dark days only grow,
And they can't say, they're happy to be here

When a bright, new day breaks,
but, they're afraid to awake,
And they won't say they're happy to...

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NOTE: Sorry that in spite of my best efforts &
attempts the Poetry lines are breaking with extra
spaces between lines here and there. This is  
happening placing the Poem on PS. I have no idea...

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“God bless us all when the door is shut behind us, 
only then will we breathe our first breath,
and awake 
from the long dream…”


Forging past the indisputable summit onto the 
shelf of the perfect medium...

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LOVE..................................................

is a moment when nothing else can matter
and if it ended that moment, you couldn't be sadder
and if the person across from you don't feel that way
you do anyway

or..............................................................................
it's...

a moment when a smile fills your...

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Apostle Matthew encountered... 
artist, dragon and gangster extraordinaire

Written September ninth, 
two thousand and twenty one.
Reposted exactly three years later.

Here at 2 Highland Manor Drive
Schwenksville, Pennsylvania.

Actually all three people
linkedin to each other courtesy
Dissociative Identity Disorder
(Multiple Personality...

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(I dedicated this poem to Linda-Marie Bariana)



Hey, Sweet heart, Good Morning, basking in the sun on Sunday
Just wanted to give a surprise, sorry for unannounced visit I pay.

“Ram, your visit was announced by your grandson...

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Impatiently, we stand in line,
Then, at last the doors open wide.
With tickets in our hand,
We are ushered inside, one at a time.

We had hoped for seats up front,
But people push ahead.
So we wiggle into row...

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Orphaned footsteps round the old place.
Pitch black soil, packed deep with bartered
coin and Indian heads – wood and otherwise,

coat her worn leather shoes, Hutterite chic. 
The long land screams within its own silence.
Prairie sage burns...

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Jock stumbled - pals called him a wus
(No injury was obvious)
But Jock bruised his willy
And now he feels silly
With todger strapped up in a truss 


WRITTEN BY JAN ALLISON

Old Jock had injured and bruised his...

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I would like to share the destruction of my life
How I sold all my dreams to a world of pain and strife
I hope some youngster reads it and can clearly see
That to walk down that...

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You shall not chase my gloom away!
There's such a charm in melancholy.
(Samuel Rogers, 1814)

I think, I was born under the shadow of melancholy.  I was a woebegone girl
since birth. My mother said she...

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Because you’re a poet, that’s why 


Behind the thick crimson and gold thread curtains
he stands listening to the din of the audience
searching their seats for popcorn crumbs
while roaming hands brush against the legs
of those sitting...

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Rodents can be loquacious
That includes your average gerbil
They love to prattle, chat and blather
They really are quite verbal

Hamsters are talkative too
Just as garrulous as can be
With running mouth and wheel to match
They are a sight...

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Cornucopia
          By Dane Smith-Johnsen
                      ...

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Note: Reposted for my good friend John Hamilton who remembered I wrote this when I didn’t


I was just sitting there writing when I saw her stroll in,  
I wasn’t alone, all eyes followed those...

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Pumpkin 

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Slipping into my silver-gray SUV
Nicknamed  " Sly Buster Cruiser”
I speed off down the rocky, off-highway road.
Twisting and reeling like my wired mind,
windows down, sunroof open,
(Annie Lennox groveling on the CD player),
reckless noon rays on...

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