Long Sooth Poems

When it struck 11, I sighed in relief
When it struck 11, I haven't felt grief
The time kept ticking on and it wasn't brief
And I'm so… patiently shaking like a leaf
Vigorously feeling vital everyday...
Every minute...every second...come...

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https://gigglespoet.com/#jp-carousel-66   My scars from a misdiagnosis are my armor 

Lord, old memories plague me in the darkness 
And as they rear their ugly head 
They only remind me of all that I've lost...

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A poet of a thousand words
The pen garnished by the flame
Like a sea no desire knows
And love becomes the same
As poet to my love for thee
I confess between the lace
Of time and every sorrow made
I...

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Lay your head down to rest on the desk of sooth stones and mild rock formations and I will caress your eyelids to veil your eyes towards sweet slumber, just pause

It will be just like...

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“Sometimes, a hug can mend a sorrowful soul like mine” – J W M Earnings
What’s the point of sorrow when I have tomorrow to look forward to?
What’s the big deal with people who just don’t...

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Her romantic letters, birth as heart pure and true 
supported deep vows we both swore to be held to.
Her grace, soft as the silence of morn's falling dew
with vows to keep hot passion of love...

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When will we gain the wisdom to survive
this disturbing 
degenerate
NegativEnergy
adolescent denialism
of fascist climate-bullying tendencies
toward shrieking violence
at silent displaced victims,
creating rivers of homeless 
multi-degenerating non-thriving refugees?

Where are the all growed up
nurturing regenerate adults
in our capital cities?

On...

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Serrated swathes of overwhelming savage gusts without compassion,
directionless dilatory daydreamer that  I am  ostensibly vulnerable,
to the serendipitous intrusion at a wispy sapphire cloud flaccid noon,
the minimal load  burdensome midpoint idle tranquil saunter,
meteorological...

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I…breathe again…
Meditating on flowers of my pasture, plucked with my eyes,
Resting…open, like buds blooming, and resting…

“Take me…” he said weakly, so softly in my ear…

I greeted the demon with the warmth in my eyes, 
Upon...

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Written 14  October For:
No. 1249 New Poetry Only Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand 

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Her Grace, Soft As The Silence Of Morn's Falling Dew
 
Her romantic letters, birth as heart pure and true 
supported deep vows we both swore to be held to.
Her grace, soft as the silence of...

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being right all the time can be very boring ...
  if always right, perhaps you may have little to say
  that's problematic for all-powerful beings, godlike creatures
  the rest of us engage...

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The telescreens hummed their endless drone, 
A symphony of truth alone, 
Dictated, printed, beamed so wide, 
Where independent thought had died. 
Newspeak choked the rebel tongue, 
And every sunrise sadly sung 
The praises of the...

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I am sitting right next to it, and I am absorbing all of it, the fire is in the dish and the smell is keeping me fit.I have not eaten for many days and I...

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Lipstick Girls
                 By Stark Hunter and D Lee

1.	“When the Lipstick Girls Walk By”

You can push and shove your way,
Past...

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Like the empty smiles
Addictions hide behind
Her grief secret, silent
Coloring her in a heavy doubt
Darkness speckled in glimmers
Hope that could be read
In the moments, breathed
On the song of stardust
Dreams, reflections poured out
In lavender creams, gentle
Like a...

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The Untold story of a Sitar 2A  of 3


I was thinking
That during that long span of time 
The Sitar would have lost 
The remaining knobs and strings 
One by one 	
Which control and inspires
The...

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Villanelle: Who's afraid of the Virgin Wolf's wisdom tooth

(As unlikely as it may sound, this happens to be the TRUTH: the foremost French journalist, André FONTAINE of Le Monde; an illustrious  Academician poet, Pierre...

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Good King Wenceslas again
On the feast of Stephen
Saw the snow spread white and plain
Deep and crisp and even.
Afar a snowy hump in sight
Attracted his attention
Could it be that something might
Need royal intervention?

"Hither, page, and stand...

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VERSE 1: January 1st 2023
I was on malaria and typhoid medicine
Like 2023 is this how you choose to begin
God is the greatest cause Jesus had got me healed
Life is a trip, I’m sitting at the...

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You View Me Arrogant- Beholding My Values Bullish.
I’m A Problem Inevitable- Only In The Eyes Of The Foolish
A Philosopher, In The Thoughts Of The Wise,
For I Refuse To Take A Step Before I Think It...

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The night has fallen, across thy kingdom.
The moon has risen, so do stars.
Yet there was light, from your quarter.
Forgive this foolish guard, for ask bluntly.
What troubles your mind, my fairest princesses?
Many time I passed by,...

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 I am poetry  a nightingale stringing blues 
               Of medieval lyrics---swords sliding bows.
      ...

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It's true
Bunking its task
in the blue sky
Golden sunshine
Lies down morose
In sorrow
Laying its head on the tree trunk
Looking pale
It surprises me
As I see it smeared
With ashes of fear
All over its countenance
Will he too be raped and...

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