Long Storage room Poems

“So, you do not wish to present your daughter to me in joining,” Joulupukki looked directly at Raðulfr and spoke in a serious tone.  “Well, this may change things.  I thought she was...

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Friday afternoon year 
April 2032 the weather was 
Just right. Damian sought to
Purchase a barrage of a 13
Bicycle collection. It would be
A surprise for his adoring family.
He needed help with 
The project.  He spoke...

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The others are left to roam on their own…
Everlasting sorrow spills out from the carcasses…
Love has already spoiled…hate is the main event in the picture…
Laurel…Save yourself from death or hell...below...…before it’s too late!

The others are...

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I was thinking of Christmas the other day,
   so, I went to my storage room to find the boxes of decorations;
that had been my mother's and grandmother's once,
once upon a time-  ...

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The years fall so softly like the leaves,
And those we knew dwindle in the night,
While our soul now heals and seldom grieves
About what we recall and try to write.

In my storage room one day I...

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                       I was thinking of Christmas the other day,
   so I...

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In a bookshop I stood
Surching for a specific book
I stumbled over a pile of books
But once I got my balance back
I went to the counter to ask for an assistant

Upon the counter I saw a...

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The fall of sixty-three, I envisioned myself
"Miss Sorghum" of our Hancock County Fair.

I aced the talent phase on piano
but needed practice crossing a makeshift stage in heels.
Destiny roared, that fatal afternoon,
my clever escort list'ning for...

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The fall of sixty-three, an incongruity!
I saw myself on a Queen's float, a title rare -
"Miss Sorghum" of our Hancock County fair.
I aced the talent part - piano was my art;
but needed practice wobbling in...

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Does March ever quit
to be the wildest month?
Isn't its fury a serious threat
to the crows who munch
on anything, they can find?

We bundle up not to catch a cold,
saving a trip to the doctor's office is...

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That greatest thief of all of time
Is erasing my memories.
He comes in unexpectedly
With no thank you or a please.
I labeled them very carefully,
And filed them away in my mind.
I knew they would be there when...

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Going Up?...

Basement storage room

Body parts
hard
plastic
scarred

spare pieces
scattered
tainted
used

dark places
underground
musty
cold

replaceable pieces
aged
storable
undisposed

Floor #1

Complete bodies
fresh
hard 
plastic

Perfect image
faceless
smooth
admired

Absorbing life
faceless
content
unscathed

Desired bodies
timeless
sensual
purposeful

Scattered body parts
an arm
for jewelry perhaps
the head
displays a scarf
a leg or two
wearing pants or shoes

Life...
what part of me
do you need today?
a hand...

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 (Against Love of Possessions)
 LK 12:16-21

Then he told them a parable. "There was a rich man whose land produced a bountiful harvest. He asked himself, 'What shall I do, for I do not have...

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"In our hands is the future of all wildlife with whom
we share this earth.  They cannot speak so we must."

             ...

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Sunglasses hide the truth behind your eyes
Sombrero tilted on tomorrows styled doll
Lip stick red rouge alarms the curious
Customers curse your beauty as they pass
From every angle shoppers lurk in isles
California earthquakes shake the store apart
People...

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I’m looking for my home
That’s where I wanna be
It’s not a place that I own
Nor that I can even see

Home is where I’ve never been
But I know that it’s there
Something tells me from within
It’s not...

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If I hear one more word about that turquoise monster I will turn blue.
Like the monster, Daddy? Asked his observant daughter, little Sue.
Her mother smiled, knowing who would win this battle round.
Monsters are not real,...

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It's a dejávu
I can't really give a clear view
I could be blind for all I care
But my heart beat is a drum I can't ignore

This feeling is rare
I have fallen only to sustain bruises severally
But...

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You feel like in the storage room

Like a coat hanging in the cloakroom
that nobody remembers of
No, you would never forget
You just can't decide where to go if you take it back
And face it, you wait...

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I found a rusted trunk 
Accidently, in a corner of 
My storage room 
Eagerly I opened it 
That was filled with my textbooks 
Almost of the elementary school 
Most of its were white ants eaten...

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