Long Touch base Poems

Ok...
These thoughts i have of you in my head.
I want them gone and dead.
In the past for you i bled.
I wanna take all our memories and shred.
This feeling is the one i dread.
Look at my...

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On this quiet Sunday morn, just about a minute or two ago,                       ...

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I balance my illicitly obtained bottle of absinthe from a man who knows a man, for an exorbitant amount of Euros, on the worn wooden windowsill of my topmost room at the rundown pension overlooking...

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Anthony had always been cautious and wise about matters of morality. But
this time, his eyes were dim to matters of reality. That December day was 

relaxed and peaceful. The "back then's and remember when's" ...

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Mother

I never really understood 
the depth of your love until 
I became a mother to.
I have respect for you and
I love you very much.
The woman I am today is 
because of your unwavering
love.
I know if...

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Cliche Heaven

Be it as it may I'll try my hand at some clichés
    and address the elephant in the room soon when pigs fly.
It’s a win- win situation, put your game face...

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Our past relationship, whatever the boundaries, can we consider being activity partners at some point in time. Capable of giving support, in the form of wellness updates, at times to the other, or are we...

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I curse away one head to stabilize the thinking,I curse away the set of eyes that forever fall from the face to set a clear vision.I curse away the spear,the nation builder to educate the...

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There she lies with a smile on her tired face
eyes closed taut to extinguish the sunlight.
Occasionally she would peep just to touch base
to say a few words then continue her fight.

Summer was ending as momma’s...

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a day we went round in cycles until our senses cracked open
our eyes into the vangogh
greens birched our ears smacked by seabirds gulls
gobbing off perchpolluted in our nostrils the toxic bay
and ozonescent that seaweed belches...

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(Dedication: To my old school mates,
Class of 1971, St. Joseph's Insitution,
Singapore)
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In a swift flow
Old times catch-up,
Three in a row
Espresso cups.


Queen Street unfurls
With simple flair,
We sit and curl
Sift old time airs.


Old days discuss
With ample wit,
A meal...

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this territory's a wasteland
the curious that pass by
stop in for a drink 
then go on their merry way
a full suitcase to advertise

this place is a sh-thole
and no matter how nicely it's stated
it's exactly that
and we're...

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 Life is quite a challenging adventure; like a box of 64 Crayola’s, every color brings a new way of seeing to this spectrum.  

The biggest year challenge for me was 2020; I learned...

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Another boring lost night.
Sipping on warm beers outside the local store.
Trying to stay outta the cops sight.

Cars gather stereos blasting in the 
parking lot.
Local kids gather telling stories 
and smoking pot.

Susan and Billy just got...

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Many people find it difficult to communicate, especially with loved ones. If time and effort isn't made, the gap between people can widen and seem an insurmountable obstacle. 

      ...

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I missed you 
By Michelle Morris 
19/07/2020 

Hey, it's good to touch base 
With you again;
It's been so long -
Like a lifetime already...

I'm still shaking,
Shaking like a leaf;
Feeling the exhilaration and fear
Swirling around me...

Chorus
Because I...

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Dear Mike, 

I just wanted to touch base with you and write how I feel at this moment. While you were here, you taught us so much. I still play your songs because I like...

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I’m Face-Timing with my Grandmère, we touch-base once a week. I love that face, wrinkled, like wind-weathered driftwood, and she’s a wag. “Are you familiar with the ECB?” She asks.

I wince at this odd turn...

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Monoku is a senryu/haiku with a slight enigmatic  flavour written in its earlier as a one line form
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dear john she replies - dipping her pen into tears
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listen to the pause - silence is golden

A...

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At first it was innate
Went on our first date
Got their by eight
Not a minute too late
Kisses on my face
Sped up my heart rate
Wanna take me to Kuwait
Too swift in these skates
Scared of our fate
Got me...

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I am a coward with open sores. 
I write and wonder who it bores. 
I hear my heart and mind argue repeatedly. 
I see others carrying out my dreams; 
that’s what’s defeated me.
 
I am...

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I don't know why, but Sitruc was in a 'song mood' today. Some
songs of old came to mind. So, he looked them up and played them.

Each one of those five songs reminded him of, well,...

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Forbidden love, bought you disgrace
As my parentage wasn’t of your race
And I’d got my white skin on my face
Forbidden love, bought you disgrace

Were you returned to your birthplace 
At your desk there’s an empty space
How...

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dear john she replies - dipping her pen into tears
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listen to the pause - silence is golden

A tribute to Erik Satie
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the school-bus departs - she eats the advent candy
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on garibaldi's retreat - the cookie crumbles
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moss...

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Everyone needs a happy place
that can be used as a hideaway -
A place that when you go there,
you’ll definitely want to stay.

It can be an actual place
or a place in your mind –
It just needs...

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