Long Step by step Poems

Because the charity of my native place
Obliged me, the broken branches I the picked up
Them giving back him, who was to debase.

Then we finally reached where had to leap
From the second turn to third, and...

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Back Door Side Door Front Door : Which door might a Confucian take
 
..................for René ETIEMBLE (Jan. 26, 1909 – Jan. 7, 2002)*

In homage - dedicated to the Chair Professor of Comparative Literature
.................at the prestigious...

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Date:  August   2051

"Holannya's  new born baby girls!"
Dolly exclaimed 7  Friday morning.
Molly watched Holly sleep saying,
"Yeah finally and everybody's joyful right?"
Dolly replied, "Yesss so we'll continue 
With party preparations properly after
We...

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The Almost Omniscient, Omnipresent, Omnipotent Tech God Oisin
Session 2: Tech support notes from the server backup and dead chicken case

“Hello this is Oisin. How may I help you this morning?” Oisin says in his polite...

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1) Preamble

As breath’s created, sustained and destroyed,
we see trika, threefold aspect at play
through life, where we are by ego decoyed,
until we choose to make love our mainstay.
Beyond religions, scriptures and folklore,
let’s explore the direct path...

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Beauty has an expectation.
It can be damaging and filled with infactuation.
Growing up in a world of a certain dedicated beauty, It can be confusing.
Beauty is defined at first in a home.
It is influenced in tribe,...

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Sponsor: Carol Eastman

"GOOD BYE, MY LOVE" Part I
Written: December 14, 2015

After the snowfall but before the lily blossoms,
you were this woman who left by choice,
all natural decisions made from a place...

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“The Evolution of a Broken Heart”



In thy hands, 
I gently placed it

lacking hesitation’s pleas and virtues
‘twas ne’er a time to be uncourageous
plucked somewhere from deep within
my honorable, clean gilded home where
pure intention sat regally spartan
upon...

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Before them lay the bridge.  It was a beautiful arch spanning a small estuary that was bordered on one side by the rock and bolder strewn beach dotted here in there with mostly dying...

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Wobbly I stood and wobbly I remain -

The sole  of my Soul untested and untried

Not trusting the firmament on which its stability stands.

So I must reach.




For a kind hand, a rock to assuage my...

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Driving with my best friend is the best. Music all the way up, singing like I'm in my own rock band, no worries, just free with life. Seeing an old abandoned house up the street.
 jenny...

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Zero. 
I imagine you watched,
With awe and wonder
At the image on the screen,
My movements 
In black and white,
As the sonographer moved the wand,
Up and down
The belly of my mother,
Showing you 
Mystery and excitement,
The next chapter...

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IT'S NOT A SECRET THERE ARE MILLIONS OF DOORS 
IN THE UNIVERSE. 
WITH VARIOUS SHAPES , SIZES, DEPTHS, PERCEPTIONS AND DIMENSIONS.
SOME ARE LOCKED, RESTRICTED, REPELLING AND REPULSIVE.
OTHER'S UNLOCKED AND OPENED WITH CURIOSITY.
SOME DOORS LEAD INTO...

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"Gospels"

 

Gospels are lost on a god
words are never hidden
under rocks 
unturned stones
for the hiding

Poets caress swords
a legend firm in their hearts
undrawn they hold it out
as victor for witness
and target, practice

to fall on love 
brutally...

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What is it that makes a feeling? Why are some words soothing? We have heard poets, in lyrical ways, describing the delights of stars or waterfalls or rainbows. They awaken in us the wonder of...

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I tell you; it was painful to watch, and I wish that I'd never seen it.
Nearly all the cats I've seen were domesticated ones, and when it
comes to food, they were pets who ate special...

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Got Me on the Edge known
It was the evening of March 5th on a Thursday pre evening I left my job and just approximately two blocks away at the Baxter Arena convention hall it was...

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Got Me on the Edge known
It was the evening of March 5th on a Thursday pre evening I left my job and just approximately two blocks away at the Baxter Arena convention hall it was...

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Black. White. Blue. Pink. Orange. I'll blend in. Tall, short, cold, warm. I'll blend in. She likes to remain calm, she likes to scream or maybe even lean. I'll blend in. People always playing cautious...

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There was nothing about that painting on the canvas that caught anyone's eye. It appeared to be so old that the once upon a picture had faded long  ago. It has been said that...

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ALUTA CONTINUA : FORCED REMOVALS 

( Poet’s Note : I’m posting this poem here as a South African history student recently asked to interview poet on Forced Removals. I read this poem which he enjoyed....

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This is the motivation behind why individuals look for Men's Petticoats progressively step by step. 

Notwithstanding, you need to work out control while styling a petticoat. Something else, an idiot proof style like this can...

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I look deep into the tapestry of my mind, where shadows dance incessantly,
There where fear and insecurity weave imaginary stories, fluttering beneath my ribs.
None of them are real, not one, just illusory winds in the...

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The town was all a flutter; Zombie the Musical, was coming to town.
We all signed up as extras… Yes, as Zombies… here we did come.
Bruce Willis was the hero, with the Mad Scientist Z, for...

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As I march with my brothers and sisters 
With tears in my eyes and their chanting in my ears I have to ask myself once again why?

Why? And for what reason must we still
Fight for...

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