Long Solidify Poems

World's Longest Love Poem (second edition)


Title: My love my all

Edited by Izunna Okafor


Editor's Note:

Out of their ardency, eighteen poets and poetry lovers identified with the need to give the 2020 Valentine celebration a poetic taste...

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Three hundred and eighty-eight acres of it runs across the desert land and a thousand peasants kneel in the ground gathering moisture in their hand to solidify the land. Hundreds of them partitioned in rows...

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I watch the days roll by and my vision explodes in the sky, morning and noon is merging in one and my energy is spilling all over the land. Seagulls of assorted colors parade on...

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...He taught himself to levitate,
even to solidify air,
and learned to use it as a shield,
he grew stronger without a care.

I guess it is bound to happen,
when power and resentment merge,
Anton decided to seek revenge
on all...

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He stood at the foot of the hill and gazed at her watching from her window sill with the night light shining in her face and particles of hope running all over the place. Her...

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Word Association List – Q & A

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I would help the air by blowing smoke 
into outer space. 
Not like the teens who blow it in my face.

Bok Choy!
For the farmer I would bring rain, 
precipitation to wash upon delicious leafy greens.

Oooooh!
I...

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On the eve of, demand. Betrayal was rising. 
The voice of strength evaded me. 
The knife pushed deeper in.
Darkness awoke within me. Its grip squashing the life I thought I had.
I hate you. I despise...

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Have faith that you walk in beauty
Trust that with Spirit, you are in unity
Experience the world as a little child
Begin again; you have been purified.

The force of the dark night insists and demands
You examine what...

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Revolution is a long word that no one should use lightly
A revolution does not take place too often or daily
In 1804, Haiti, formerly the Pearl of the Antilles
Had a major revolution, which was a turning...

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Imagine they find your bones
in a boggy field -
it happens all the time,
speaking of which,

time is your pocket handkerchief,
your wristwatch,
and your best evening pants
all reduced to insect dust.

Only a fragment
(a rust-addled skimpy second hand)
remains to...

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The breeze of the morn she sought.
     Her eyes were wild, as she thought.
Her hands tremble like a leaf on a tree.
     She marked her steps silently.
Sylphlike...

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It was a busy boulevard as usual with people going places.                        ...

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"I'm a vessel
 I'm a temple
 of the Holy Spirit
 I'm a vessel
 taping me feel me I'm a container
 a receptacle
 suppository a drum 
have not any disintegrating bones and dust I am not...

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POEM " ARTIFICIAL HEART " by martin gedge

I'm in love with your artificial heart
a breakdown of emotions that never seems to start
it's like I'm looking through a camera for a shadow in the dark
when everything...

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ApplefortheTeachor 
ApplefortheTeachor 
 
MAS come on down front you have been chosen by the frozen tender tundra to eat the 
apple i can give her. Staccatto beating in the background leaning to the south moving...

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THE AMERICAN DILEMMA 
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS



There was a time when the town crier spread the news
Terse, straight, unfiltered, unbiased with no personal views
Alas, those times have disappeared into days of yore
We now have more news...

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from all the excitement that we pretend exists in the world &
the meaning that we tend to try & make for 
ourselves
we are left in the wide open space of a barren field
a parking lot
an...

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Sleet clung to the eaves and dripped slowly down
As the mist laid a shroud on the face of the town,
And walking the main drag hill to the square,
I saw Icicles glisten from guttering, hung there
As...

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As i'm up on the cliffs,
i get a sight of the town.

A calm day,
not even a sound

I sit there & ponder the profound
Because my mind resounds

Like bloodhounds who
Discover murderous true-found's
Who put 2 rounds
Into blue clowns

Who...

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My body is a mirror, a vessel plated with crushed diamonds--in the autumn whenever an aspen tree enters through my bedroom window, I try to ignore the sounds of the decaying leaves and creaking branches....

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The frost is in my toes, 
                            ...

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I call your name in the midst of heat 
Wish I could feel your skin, 
feel your skin touching me. 
Warm, moist tongue remembered by me..
I still wonder if I even peek your memory. 
Finger...

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I know I write a lot about all 
the things money can provide,
like material items and not 
what I'm inspired by.
Having dreams and a keen 
intuition provided by
All the times that I failed but 
I'm...

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You are, to me, perfection
you are a summer afternoon sun shower
you are the rainbow after the rain
you are, amongst the weeds, a single flower

You are, to me, the moonlight
you are mountains of unblemished snow after...

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