Long Twinkly Poems

When I was a child
Everything was magical
Full of mystery and the unknown
I read hundreds of books
The library my haven
My home
Hours upon hours
Night and day
I read and got lost in text
They supplied me with adventures
Secret journeys
Fun...

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My love,

I forget the way you smell, I remember the way you walked, I can recall the stories you tell
But I don't remember them all to well
I can feel you close to me in my...

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It’s Harvard VS Yale this weekend, the vibes are just starting now. Everyone - and I mean everyone - has been asking about my game tickets, because guest tickets are $25 a pop. I’m more...

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There are wrinkles
Now, lines erasing a past
Where the fine contours of her face
Were drawn, in color
Crisp, clean lineages from 
Time echoing hope,
Soothing away the fragments
Reality connecting the dots,
Gentling the descent
From her youth to the present
Moment,...

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Violet Smith lived in Center Kingdom. Her neighbors were Jack and Jill;
Like orange sun, of a pink morning, when it's just peeking over blue hills.

With Mother and Father and sister, Ava, Violet enjoyed life on...

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Written: April 16, 2024
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She slowly releases her pen and descends,
Tucking neatly inside her...

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Long before we met
I loved you

though countenance as yet unclear;

long before I ever heard 
your voice, sensed I a perfect fit 
out-there, somewhere
for my very eclectic ear -- 

Destiny is the word she used,

the old...

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Twinkly bunch with loaded school bags
Ambition injustice and itching their backs,
Cunning those faces in front of the gate
Heedful pupils well-chosen apparently late.  
A fistful primary breeziness
Shared with smiles, tears and silliness,
Together they brawled, together...

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Godfather


A rigid neck that looks forward without turning
Till the face is flat pummelled by angry elements
Whose twinkly eyes neither blink nor steal a hood
In case, in a split second, humanity is left insecure.
Whose time to...

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To 3/256 Cherokee Girl

Cute like the fly sun and with paddy curl hairs similar
From those summertime fields blow over her in full swim
And it fits in her small understanding
In front of this Adoptive Indian law
She...

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Our dad drives with the recliner down like a waterbed as uncapped bottles of water gushes down. My older sister putting on her third face now, none of it hides her stuck-out tongue at me....

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This is where the Joy is
By Michelle Morris 
28/08/2024

Ah, I see it now 
Yes, I feel it now 
This is where the Joy is
Here in this present moment 

I can't change my past 
I can't...

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As silent and twinkly as a clear night sky
a wonderful place to allow time to race by
the old chichester ship canal from years gone bye
such serenity upon my doorstep
the greatest thing since fresh baked bread
until...

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My thoughts came up again
Like the rush of a heavy a rain
My finger tips swollen with symbols
Drained in paints of inspired constructs.

I have seen a poison bought cheaply
And kills in a twinkle done twinkly
I have...

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Furrows and Lines.

Beneath the furrows and the telling lines
Accumulated through age 
Wear and living
Through the cruel passing of time
Lies beauty hidden from view
And eye
The sallow skin
Is just a mask and an irrespective lie 

Although old...

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rushing inference, imminent insight
suddenly its clear, a gut feeling
       swooning, reeling,
 cross-connected hemi-sphere
syncopated, reverberated, totally aware

open bi-ways, ahh blue-sky days, making up my mind
synapses shiver, axons quiver, dendrites deliver
'lectrik-neurons...

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Comes the first day of spring
and everything is in bloom,
while the bugs start
invading way too soon,

And while living down south
were always making hand motions,
to ward off the flying insects
that give us grievous emotions,

Outdoor eating can...

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She was an ordinary forest until she wasn’t.
I did not see her most magical tree until I was deep inside her oaks
This glistening twinkly dazzling bright-lighted tree was next to the water
I crept up quietly...

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The Day After Christmas

It’s the day after Christmas and all round the gaff
Lay the wrappings from presents, both splendid and naff.
Bottles upended and glasses on stairs,
Stains on the carpet, the curtains, the chairs.

Christmas tree fallen...

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Willow tree wisdom is the best therapy I have found.
She instills you with advice from her roots underground.
Easy, and fast, and makes you feel surprisingly good.
There is no softer touch or gentler listening wood.

You sit...

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Welcome to my random world;
Where Angels and Fairies both co herald
Am I a fallen fairy?
As my vision mainly slept I’m under twinkly
A little phantom dream, awaken in my reality
Dancing angels challenge me to fly
I would...

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Today I loose my virginity 

My friends teasing me please express the tune of your romance. 

I grin on them with a smile okay dear laugh 

I am nervous that is she Amaze with the...

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A bejeweled trumpet-playing cat?
You are putting me on, right?
Seriously, she’s in town Saturday. I have two tickets.

If I could get a sitter, I might do that.
“Sitters are easy, get one.”
If you have not guessed, my...

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Hang onto the hem of this Christmas day
it goes past so fast 
and is now
a whole 'nother year away

This day of Christmas celebration is
winding down
the golden, honey sun has traversed
the sky, heading
horizon wise...
bellies are full,
presents...

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Let’s talk to the moonlight 
Telling her, our stories
recording our songs
Sang on a cold night

Let’s pray to the twinkly star 
Calling on her cold embrace 
As our skin folds in response
While we are covered in...

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