Long Stopping point Poems

"Phew! got here in time to catch The Glacier Discovery Train. This journey is to be seen
to be believed. I am in Anchorage, Alaska. I am so out of breath running to the station.
Right, that's...

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these men & women with guns
these hired killers
these individuals who walk with a flag tattooed on their arm
these nationalists by default
these tools of the great military-industrial complex
these robots who get wd-40 squirted on their gears
ever...

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The things you don't do shine so bright
Like flashlight in the middle of the night.
The things you do well blend in like, 
Camouflage in the shadows of others light.

Your hard work is barely seen,
Hiding your...

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Why don't we sit down for a while
And forget that you have him and I've someone else?
We do need a name and theme for this loss.

We have agreed on Black Wardrobe,
A dimmer lighting and a...

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Where does the madness stop? When does the healing begin? 
conforming to flesh that was my own resemblance I'm making my amends. 
We all lie naked, only in truth can we blanket the scars, 
deep...

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Lately, I have been musing a lot about 'The Journey and the Destiny'.
Primarily, about the contents of a journey and its impact on destiny.
My destiny is my final stopping point; my journey employs multiple
starts and...

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I have been treading the water of the universe
For 15,845 days
Head slightly above the water
Arms and legs in a frantic dance for survival

You can tell yourself that at some point you will stop
There must be...

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I have come to the crossroad, parting two paths
Contemplating, pondering, reflecting
I hear voices of falcons in a melodious tone
I came to a stop, which direction should I go

Every movie has an end
Every race has a...

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It was just a few millennia ago
we stepped past the fire in front of the cave
and set upon the building of a tongue--
noun to verb to adjective, each an answer
for awhile until we knew that...

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Dont know why i am writing this
Who is there to listen
Lonliness wraps its fingers round my heart and slowly
squeezes almost to stopping point and callously releases its grip
Jealous of the dead, envious of the silence...

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Praying for better days, praying for another way. 
For I've gone astray, unable to see the light of day
, who to call, can someone come help. 
No sense of direction, no energy, I have nothing...

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Like a twisted climbing rose, you crept into my life.
  Taking my peace ,leaving only strife. 

  You pushed me to my limit, putting me on edge.
  Your abuse was like a...

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One person cannot make a difference the naysayer argues.
But I do not take the bait, for I have learned.
Naysayers do not have a stopping point.

I could prove it to him.
If he followed me to any...

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I see you respond to a comment with a like or laugh, mine wasn’t acknowledged

I see you getting together with friends, I wasn’t included

I write texts  that go unanswered and calls never returned. 

I...

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