Long Samantha Poems

Jack and Sam
were two inseparable souls
Best friends tend to be like that,
especially if both were born on the same day
They were two good looking kids,
who liked to play rough and tumble
Didn't mind scraping their knees...

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Two young newlyweds Samantha and Ray
On honeymoon went camping to the Bay
But as they were rocking
Strong winds came a knocking
And left them nude as their tent blew away

Both were red faced and on the ground...

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Francie folded with the first contraction .Sam had watched her eyes widen as the
amniotic fluid soaked her dress.The contractions began immediately as if a starter pistol had been fired.She could tell this time was not...

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I wish nothing more than to quit this game of pretend
I want to go back to being me, and forget whatever happened
I play pretend
Like a little girl who plays dress up.
I play pretend
To be an...

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Old and new
Dust and dawn
Stars and light

A force not to change.
A pasting of the times.
A guide of the hours.

These only seem to grasp the beauty that I can see.
But if you look they also grasp...

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Dear ......,

Its over, it's finished, I mean it - we're through!
I thought it was me but now know it was you.
I'm done with your lies, your greed, my fixation
insatiable urge that precedes degradation.

It's cost me...

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Mummy went to heaven cause they needed her up there
Mummy went to heaven, God tell her that we care
She was such a special Mummy, and we loved her ever so
Mummy went to heaven, I bet...

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Into your Hideout


The ruins of my mind
The bombed out places so so unkind
Lost you in the haze of hells fire
Bombs making humanity expire

I have dreams they call out as nightmares
You are running away from your...

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There was a pair 
Both having creative flair 
Then another two 
Having nothing to do 
Twins on two wheels 
Looking for a steal 
No need for a club 
Being in the woods with these guys...

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Poets, members of the soup        
Poets, so many to mention
Poets, an extraordinary group
Poets, with great expression
Poets, everyone is a cool poet       ...

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Members of the soup, 
Every one a cool poet 
An exstraudany group,
And they should know it

Breidenthal   -    Laura   
Lucas     -    ...

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This the truth will always be – 
amity between Sam and Abdalla; 
finding Bigfoot, 
gathering the ocean’s blue; a perfect wedlock; 
Hollywood; Fox News; Joel Osteen.
There is no place where freedom is not 
sacrificed for...

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Mummy’s cat Samantha is as old as can be
Mummy’s cat Samantha doesn’t really like me
She sleeps in dad’s chair, like she’s under a spell
Nothing ever disturbs her, till I give out a yell
You should see...

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Stephanie understand I am torn
A part of me needs you
Another part despises you
Both parts are lies
Yet both parts are true
These emotions are messing me up
What have I done 
You took my hand and held it...

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What are these translucent blue balls doing in my dungeon-lobby?
I shall chase them away with my fire-spouting stick!
I'll even use my hand to summon fire,
Though it gives me migraines to do so,
But there are just...

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babys hair with a womans eyes
lips so sweet she is a treat
Summertime out playing in the park
with baby's breath the lavender scent quest

Samantha was her name
loved to be loved with a peaceful heart to impart
she...

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Once, many years ago,
When I was a schoolgirl, a student,
I, similar to many, was afraid of war with the USA. 
peals of thunder frightened me,
They were similar to the roar of guns.
I cried from fear...

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I landed in  slammer with Trixie, a red-headed prostitute with hilarious stories.
Pretty soon her friend Lulu was tossed in. They sat in the corner giggling.
I sat on the opposite side of the cell, laughing...

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The 1990s were a great time when various artists from every European country made it to the music scene, including B*Witched and Spice Girls. As a matter fact, all of us Americans love their songs...

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My mind a thick fog, a thick fog so deep, 
it threatens to submerge my thoughts. 
I know not why, or how, or even who,
for the fog makes me it's puppet. 
It stutters and now...

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Samantha feels like spider kill --
horribly alive, but stuck.
Stuck!
Inside the  web
functional furniture
desperate office art.
No windows, so no seasons.
Thank God her mind took protective, evasive
measures long ago.
She's unbudgeable.
She's prehistoric!
And it's a beautiful day in the...

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Waking up from my sleep. I step outside to check the
mail. I get a postcard of a missing child...the trend 
seems to never fail.

Julie was abducted at a park. It's been a long 18 years
now....

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We love to paint, my muse and I.
It does not matter what – walls, doors, furniture, bricks.
Canvas painting is especially satisfying.
Drawing weird stuff is relaxing and pleasant, but here is where it gets freaky fun.
Adding...

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Melancholy Train
By: Dylan Steefel
Tribute to Samantha Steefel
 
I am alone…
There is no one here to stop me,
Know one to guide me to the other side of a never-ending train.
To me,
The destination is nowhere.
To a place...

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The house is quiet again at last,
A week of fun and mayhem past.
Our visitors now are safe at home,
We sit and rest, together, alone.

Our dear friend Val came first,
Always a treat to have as a...

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