Long Soughing Poems

for Alan Painter

I have put into many ports
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I am the center of raw and wild feelings.
Born from an ancient spirit of infant and child.
Falling back in a womb of darkness, myself I discover.
Hiding in an egg, I hear a whisper.
My shell is...

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"Upon this rock I will build My Church!"

There it perched upon a bluff high above New England's rugged shore.
Its glass-stained windows, now shuttered, were closed forever more.
What once had been a vibrant house of worship...

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Many are the sounds that are so pleasing to these old ears.
I now treasure musing about them in the autumn of my years!
How I cherished hearing my bride say, "I'll always love you, dear!"
The laughter...

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'Tis often said that the best things in life are free.
Open your eyes and keen those ears and I think you would agree!
When Old Sol gilds the eastern skies then settles in the west,
We're awed...

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Strolling along a winding country lane the other day,
I came upon a desolate graveyard in abysmal disarray.
'Twas barely visible, hidden 'mongst weeds and brambles.
Untended over time, it had fallen into an appalling shambles.

I paused at...

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I needn't don a tuxedo nor pay a dime to enjoy a pleasing symphony!
In my own back yard or lying abed at night I hear nature's harmony!
The rolling bass of thunder, the strobe-bright lightning on...

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If I Ruled the World

Populated by sunsets of extraordinary vivid coloration,
Heightened by fires from 
Remote conflagrations in the mountains far away.

Populated by orange hunter’s moons,
Suspended in an autumn cold night sky
Against a shimmering curtain backdrop
Of...

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The war had started
The soldiers had been carted
There was a sudden silence
As a shadow of death arrived
Everyone wished that there
Partner would stay alive

From dusk till dawn
People did mourn
About his or her partners death
At the battlefields...

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The summer of great outdoors 
Has become the winter of discontent. 
Families hunkering down indoors, 
Tring to find various ways to be content.

Damage of economic uncertainty,
I rather have muddy boots to clean.
And reasons to live...

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So beautiful and dangerous
The Cecilia lion of the firestorm
Setting sexualized minds ablaze
A lioness with a gentle touch
What would you do to engage with this minx
Would you kneel, pleasure her on your knees
Playing a free spirit's...

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I marvel at this little boy
His very presence brings me joy
So dainty, fragile, and serene
At last, a grandson I have seen

I contemplate his tight closed eyes
His gentle soft and soughing sighs
His cutest little button nose
As...

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When the wicked aired commercials
they never thought they'd watch.
Till they all became intriqued
and failed to see the botch.

When they all went on to shopping
and no one really cared.
As their lust for making money
meant much more...

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The wind is now a soughing sigh, 
Smoke is slowly drifting.
Devastation meets the eye. 
Home burned down,
Chimney standing.

Possums gone, fate unknown, 
Snakes are dead, birds have flown. 
Bush destroyed, and trees, devoid 
of green leaves,...

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