Long Tact Poems

I Could Not Do It Before
By Dr.  Tina Medina

I could not do it before
I dare not shut the door
My heart yearned for something more
I loved you to the core
Even though I did not keep...

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My teacher died.
   
   His lungs failed him.

He taught me that the lungs
harbor grief.

   His lungs are gone.
My grief has only just arrived.


   He used his lungs...

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(Notes: 
1.  Ancient esoteric teachings state that
"The Christ" is the divine blueprint for the man
imaged in the likeness of God. This is the divine
destiny for each soul that walks the path of life.
2. ...

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The Edges of Rhyme 

I wrote the playbook, watching what they took 
While the earth shook I could not look 
In the direction of the Big Book 
Like a fish caught on a nasty hook...

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Katie Osprey looked up from the ground 
And she knew this was no way to end a night on the town 
“Why did you dump me onto the Garden floor” 
Which made her four-legged love...

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digital, it was real

Whenever I went online, 
I felt happiness down my spine.

Profile picture and name was fake and stuff, 
first they started accusing me for it rightfully, but they must've taken too much of...

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China Tour Diary Moment #1
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KUNMING THOUGHTS


Sunday morning flight to Kunming city;
East bound to explore vignettes of China;
New vistas to sight, postcard memories;
Feast visual galore on tour agenda.

Yunnan province greets our earthly landing;
Brisk clearance and we...

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Silently he sat in darkness, flinching at the sight of light.
Which created a glow reflecting on his balding head.
His cold glare did not help my nerves, 
so I simply stood there observing his silence.

His philosopher...

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Too much to know, I just don't know it
As I fumble around, just a humble poet 
Frustrated as I watch unfurl a show
I just don't know it, too much to know

Answers are near, in the...

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for Ronald Hindmarsh-Midwood 
                               ...

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I’ve been cutting Peter’s hair for a year. When covid lockdown occurred, I learned to cut my brother’s hair - and yes, he still has two ears. When I first met Peter, he had a...

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THE PEANUT BUTTER STRIKE

In my last year at school I was made a prefect,	
Why I don’t know for I was no model scholar
But thinking back and taking the time to reflect,
I’m happy to have fond...

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I was once argumentative, though I am not at all proud of the fact,
I was extremely opinionated, expressing my views with little tact.

It is not that I was malicious, but I really thought I knew...

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#GRAPES, {BLACK} HIGHEST ANTIOXIDANTS IN TACT, FACTS! 

BLUEBERRIES, VERY ENTHUSED FOR THE HEALTHIEST BERRY, BUT AFTER AN HOUR, MY HUNGER SUCCUMBS TO THE "BLURPLE" POWER...
IN MY SINCEREST EFFORTS! 
FRUIT ALONE MY "SATIETY" DOES NOT CONDONE...
IT...

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“Get your crap together, we’re leaving,” were the words but the
Cobwebs in my brain block out who said them. We started throwing things,
clearing out as dumpsters arrived with the Vietnamese. We throw in  ...

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"YES! THERE ARE MANY SINGERS WITH GREAT VOICES...
JUST THEIR MERE SOUND, ALONE, TELLS US THAT THEY CAN HOLD A NOTE AND CONFIDENTLY "CARRY A TUNE!"

BUT...

WHAT ABOUT A SINGER, WHOM WHEN THEY ENTER A ROOM, OPEN...

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Among the theories of origins, the Genesis account stands as chief,
Logical, coherent, and concise, among its peers it stands in stark relief,
Its poetic style, elegant literary structure, and distinctive motif,
Contribute to an account that for...

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Journey Journal Page
INTERLUDE
By Leon Enriquez


By light of grace
Soul knows sure place
In time and space
Where echoes trace


Here for a while
Learn then to style
Poise that thus smiles
As grief greets wiles

~~~~~~~~


Show up with poise
As inner voice
Leaps above noise
Beyond...

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I didn't want to offer him my life but discovered it was not mine to give
When he entered my world my heart beat to the rhythm it chose to live
My muse was awakened from many...

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Love has gone and left me

Yet the day continues on

I wake to ruminations

Plaguing me from dusk till dawn.

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My feet now hit the carpet

As I gather up my wits

Rub my eyes and stretch my limbs

And persevere...

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i (dedicated to u)
by michael r. burch, circa age 15

i.

i move within myself
i see beyond the sky
and fathom with full certainty:
this lifes a lethal lie

my teachers try to tell me
that they know more than i
(and...

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You were a puppeteer. Sitting at your desk, you crafted me, delicately you painted a smile upon my face, so I was always happy – so I appeared always happy. Then, you began to play...

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If you are angry with me 
Or with anyone or everyone
For some (in-)explicable reasons, 
Then, this poem is meant for you!

My basic hypothesis: 
In a moment of anger
There will be choice—almost always.
Choose the best.
A taxonomy...

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Everyday you tell me how much you need me,
how much you love me, and yet somehow,
you still manage to leave me scared and broken.
Your voice is sometimes what I fall asleep to at night.
The sweet...

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you don't like me...and that's ok
you need your comfort zone in tact
and so you keep away
passionately intense people
can make life a little messy
blood bath of emotions
on display
night or day
It's ok

Never thought you had it in...

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