Long Smudges Poems

I want to tell you the story of my life.  I was born in a barn at dawn.  There
were eight of us but I was the only one with spots.  I was...

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The Ash Can  ©

I got the call on Sunday night.  I was traveling on business.  When I looked at the caller ID
 I wondered why my husband’s boss would be calling me....

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It was just a silhouette but it reminds me why I left the spirit box closed 
I felt as though the hand I was holding
Was yours and not my own
In my want to believe
But reality...

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As I checked my mail one day as I always do,
In the box was waiting a package with no clue
Of who it was from, from whom it was sent,
And for sure it puzzled me as...

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Mascara smudged – through the tears
I see the rumbling truth being preached
By silent prayers, gentling peace…

Doubting the whispers of yesterday’s dream,
I fall to my knees, murmuring – tender
Feelings bleeding through veins filled with 
Temptations, exposing...

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Sturdy oak creaks as my weight shifts, hands tangling in my hair.  

My chair scrapes hardwood as I begin to pace. 

Processing... Processing...

The flickering lamp casts strange shadows on the walls. 

I sit back...

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Watching her board bathed in fog at the station
Spectacles slide down the bridge of his nose
Usually a blur, not in this situation
Smudges can’t hide every beauty she shows

Lugging a satchel in high heels and cotton
In...

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Not sure what I do but I sure am exhausted at the end of the day,
so I decided to think about it and made this list . . .

I sleep (not enough, probably)

I eat...

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I opened the rusted iron gateway
bound in chain and wire, to find a landing
caked in muddied footprints, scattered about like roaches
Magpie shadows course the rain soaked streets
and puddle patterns reflect temptation as light flickers
from second...

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Since the begining of days when my heart became an advocate of concrete paths, I have 
come to understand the joys that are unprecipitated fears and the fears that are purpose. 
For so long I...

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MY CRAZY CREATURES

This rhyme's about creatures of various sorts.
Creatures with fangs, hairy bellies and warts.
They cause lots of mischief all day long.
Mum always blames me but I’ve done nothing wrong. 
These creatures are crazy. They’re...

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Death of a Dream
      by Amy Swanson


Time
   existence
       goes by
          *long drawn out...

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I can only write on the computer.
And I suppose that that’s not really the right thing to say, because people are going to say that I really am part of the next generation who survives...

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Hi Jesus

It’s been a long, long time.
I hope that you still remember me, 
I’ve been hiding quite a while, deep inside.
I know that you know all things
Still, I think I should explain,
The reason I’ve been...

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Written: September 30, 2023
Sponsored by: Silent One                   Pick a Colour Contest   

"There is my body,...

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When the frustration with self and poetry
can be described as the perfect spiral attempt of the peeling of an orange 

Investing so much time into perfecting something that matters to no one

It's a creation, a...

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Hello Dear Jesus,

It's been a long, long time.

I hope that you still know me,

I've been hiding quite awhile.

I know that you know all things

Still, I think I should explain,

The reason I've been hiding

Is because of...

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On my straw-like comfort,
With smudges just beneath the lids.
Dawn engulfing, still going forth
While the wind’s strength dwindles in its bid.
My ears muffled up to its opening
As musical sensations tingle it.
Same it did from a kit,...

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Pain as a Hobby Parts I-IX
Written by Tavarus M. Moreland
Copyright 2010. All rights reserved

Sorry Yulli, it was little unfair to suggest the title
You’re only 23 but I promise to leave room
Heck by that time, I...

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When I listen to Eminem I purr at his work,
it perks me up. 
I'm then lured to write some words 
and create a new verse, 
that's rife without purpose. 
No clichés are surplus, 
and I've...

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Yo, check the wall! New calendar's up!
Crisp corners, dates so clean, what's up?
"New Year, New Beginning!" the cards all scream,
Same old story, same old tired dream.
But out HERE, where the city grinds,
Where the real world...

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Fragile Steps

Fragile feet broken-in, glass slippers
waltzing through the ballroom.
The sweep of a cerulean gown,
charming, with angel wings.

~

Broken inside, fatherless, feathers
fall around her - weeping. Bullies - dressed
like sisters, tango around her tresses.

Pulling...teasing, stepmother leading.
Ribbons unwound.

~

Her...

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For awhile, I thought I had.

New love. 
New dreams. 
New smiles.

Letting go, the small things that hurt.

They are tiny compared to past, trashed confidence.

Never quite finding my true place in the equation.
Maybe the answer is...

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Oh, dear God, this life's been such a blessing,
At times I forget that I live in Your Love,
Though I may miss the mark, still a lesson for me!
On occasional flights, I do dream that there's...

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We laughed at each other’s jokes
not more than a full moon passed. 
On a slick surface, half-smiles crack
a wintry face. My soul abandons
breath in a lifeless bird’s nest
unsteady on a teetering limb.
Under bare trees, my...

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