Long Trier Poems

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In a concrete building, there lives a man.
He has not moved in many days.
There comes a knocking upon his door,
And he returns to his reality once again.
He has been floating in a land of...

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Bee-ing rejected


The path to love is a long and winding road
And the road is in 3D when you fly through the air.
You can bee left behind so many times,
That you think that it will never...

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July 23 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Jeremiah 11-14

Key Verse – Jeremiah 11:16 The LORD called thy name, A green olive tree, fair, and of goodly fruit…

LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY FRUITFULNESS’ PRODUCER			

Lord...

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A Belated CCV Das Kapital event...

regarding birthday anniversary
wicked candle box event burns bright
for Karl Marx,
who amazingly graced, 
and kindled pinterest
jumpstarting money fest destiny. 

Born May 5, 1818, in Trier Germany
to Heinrich and Henrietta Marx,
sans the...

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December 17 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on 1John 4-5

Key Verse– 1John 4:6 We are of God: he that knoweth God heareth us; he that is not of God heareth not us. Hereby know...

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Born May 5, 1818, in Trier Germany 
     to Heinrich and Henrietta Marx,
sans the third of nine children 
     (and second oldest heir) 

   ...

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Why is everyone more worried
      about another's attire
Is their own life so bleak and 
      dire
You help them climb higher and
      higher
While we wallow in their mire
Is their life what you desire
What is it you are...

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You know, when I first began to 
Write on Poetrysoup way back then
I DID THAT just because THAT wasn't 
Enough. After LAVENDER SONG
I spawn a few more before I caught
The full flash of flirting fatal...

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So long, Marlene, we mean to say, we'll miss you when you go
The thought of you will cheer us through this tide of chill and snow
Through winter storm stay snug and warm beside the fire's...

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Why The Tape?

Had a BBC with a tape recorder, 
Not a disk drive to speed loading, 
Not for a predictions program, 
Not for saving my long documents. 

Why this lack of approval, love? 
A wet...

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Good luck and lots of merriment, we'll miss you on the beat
The thought of you will cheer us through the kiss of summer heat
The work we do is hardly true to people in their plight
The...

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We all search for happiness 
We enjoy even the thought
We hope for all things of brightness
To join us as along life's road we trod.

Just trying to reach the top
Unknowing exactly what the top is
We work...

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THE HECK WITH YOU

THE HECK WITH YOU
I’M GOING TO LET DOWN MY HAIR
IN NEUTRAL ANY TRIER TO PARE
WITH A STRING WHEEL OF PARTS
THE SOUND OF MY ENGINE IN DRIVE
WHILE YOU BACK UP WITHOUT A CARE
I’VE...

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WHITE SUPREMACY

Ah, Marcus Garvey, you were a trier, but, never destined a king
Easily made a fool of, if only you had half a brain you could win

Famed by your own notoriety, ideology based on incompetence
But,...

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Was here yesterday morning, disappeared this afternoon 
Gone a certain aegis, like the wearing off of perfume 
See nothing can last forever, time elopes with esprit 
Winds of change unchangeable, mother nature’s a banshee 

I...

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I love you, do u love me,can u see my semblance my display of colors;
Do you indulge yourself with my perfume my odor of love i trier to give to u as u  
pass...

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Karl Marx house in Trier.

Know you where it is,
Abode of wisdom today we live,
Renown for industrial change?
Labour unite...still remember the say?

Man! It is a place to be,
Athenaeum of global change,
Rare to find in somewhere else,
X-rays...

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There’s far more kinds of Lefty than just one.
There’s Marx and Morris, Blanc, Bakunin, Blum,
the Comintern, the Spartakists, the POUM,
St-Just, Zinoviev and Saint-Simon.

The working class may ask how this lot failed it:
so many brands, but...

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Inspiration -- poet's desire
Struck by lightning, pen now on fire
He roams the world, for it to seek
To catch a glimpse, a tiny peek
Of its bright flame, leaping higher

A poet's quite a hard trier
As he sweats...

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