Long Throughs Poems

“Goooood morning!  I’m Wade, and I’m having a fantastic morning here at Starbucks! What can I get started for you today?” 
I look over at the Starbucks drive-through lane from the Goodwill donation drop-off...

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By Street Cries

The flesh is like feed me feed me when you follow this world that's when things get greeze
Flesh is like feed me feed me when you follow this world things get greeze

He grow...

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Lord, why is it that when we see articles about aborting your babies,
we move on to something else ... and even sometimes get angry? 
Why do we argue among ourselves about that?   ...

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Dear Santa,
As you may well know, 
it's tights and not stockings that are all the go.
So, with no stockings to hang on the bedstead, 
would a pair of my bloomers be OK instead?
I'll sew up...

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Spring Flowers 


Another day she floated by so silently and poetically so graciously
Brightened each day quite magnificently as she held blossoming Begonia's
Captivated and enthralled by what nature smelled like sweet carnations
Daringly she held the intoxicating...

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Who thought the decoy would lead the king and the queen to safety
And would you go crazy to save your world?
Who’s leading the psychics and poets into dangerous revolutions blindly?
And with my luck can never...

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The world rotates and life moves forward,
I see a straight path but im spinning!
The confusion between me and them:
How we separated- the split and turns 
The additions and multiplications;
Divisions equal to unknown formulas,
Those numbers ranging...

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I have collected strange things… 
In this obscure life…

I have placed them in 
Little Black Onyx Boxes old and ornate covered 
inlaid with exotic stones, metals forged unknown

These objects are memories from an odd land...

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I wanted so badly 
to know every darkened piece of coal 
beneath your sooted mantle
See for myself how every well lit pane
Became a sunlit stage
Where the glittered dust danced so graceful
How every long hallway corridor...

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**Disclaimer:  This is strictly satire-tongue-in-cheek-written before I became a poet- sort of.  An opportunity to laugh at myself but poets, rock!


Poetry Defined

Poetry is tedious
with its
 silly syntax and similes and symbolism  ...

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Scraping these stalemate shadows from such, buskins nails

Tracing real time read throughs signifying tragedies

Shredded in the leafed contours bin....

High rise windows overlooking the city; hedged portrayed views!?

Collosity framed upon the walls possessive panels this, epidemic...

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The air is filled with laughter
Children playing happily in the street
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood
Parents watching - it's kind of neat

Like a scene from It's a Wonderful Life
The days of old appear to...

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The night falls deeper
And the pain anguishes 
In the embracing laughter
The dewing ire of happiness
Falls in my lap
After the long showers of saddening
In the shady cave
The decked up soothings
Are the pebbles to play
The halting heartbeats
Traced...

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Magnolia bloom pale 
white like moonlight 
hurricane shutters creek
a sultry night wanes 
restless sleep 
ceiling fans beat 
quiet absent rhythm 
a soft breeze 
I lay awake watching 
the moon rays creep 
across a barren wood...

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My mind is never quiet but I never tell my true feelings, 
Cause truth is I'm scared of what my truth is
 I validate life through positive eyes. I hate no one. 
Won't tarnish my...

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To look at you…  by Steve Hudson

Woman come alive at my touch
Respond to the caress of my hand,
Be yourself and more,
A mystery shrouded in wonder you are,
Surrounded in deep love and beauty,
I pursue you...

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I have my Hubby’s steadfast belief in me.
He loves how my poems are light and airy.
He’ll give me an idea once in a while…
Then he escapes to come back, later to read my new child.

He...

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*Image of Childhood Memories by WordPress.

On the Good Ship Bubble-Pop

Bubbles, see-throughs, delicate floats,
of voyaged sailless boats,
her captain gauge the air around,
blue cast where none e'er drown,
farther distance -- misspoke, rising,
shapeless bows devising,
now turned admiral, sees...

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Grown apart 
we became after 
a long while,

Remember those days?

Daily talks upon hours,

endless laughter,
countless stories,
shared struggles,
emotional break-
throughs, 

as we both sit next 
to each other in
silence.

I always remember

my best buddy,
the one who saw
me when others
left...

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Boots up to her knees

Her blue jeans mini skirt covering just a bit

Her black leather jacket hugging tight

She watches the city streets waiting for the next client


An empty liquor bottle sits close to her

Her only...

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