Long Untasted Poems

 

The Ballad of the Lucky Man

She visited me at 15

Like an untasted maelstrom of tempestuous emotions

She whispered like a midnight seductress

So mysterious and so enchanting

She stole my youth away

She dissolved my loneliness
And we were as...

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It matters not no I think this is so and thus it is no?
Yea, I do believe this to be the way it shall be
From this past moment justly risen and so it will 
Catering...

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Methinks the here
     to fore purposeful inclusion
     of key word "babysitter"
a slight oversight describing
     residents at Highland Manor
     (a...

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There’s SO MUCH Left to Learn!

There’s so much left to learn, dreams I hope I can share
that I haven’t touched yet, more new dawns still to bloom.
And I’m blessed by my muse when I pen...

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My gypsy heart is restless.....
I’ve been here too long
too long....
the fields alive with paths that lead....lead...
there, to the edge of the earth and sky
the minstrel sings that sing
of places of my dreams sing...sing...
to my gypsy...

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I went searching for-
that little child who cuddled in her mother's arms, 
those tender feet that jumped in rain, 
that little heart which melted for a kiss, 
those twinkling eyes that gleamed in the moonlight....

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In another world
In another world ,would i be the same?
why cant i live in my illusional paradise
and invent my own world with a painted shelter?
with a grass so green and roses that glow
with a mother's...

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A godless mass afraid of Death,
though unfettered by rebellion against God.
Uneasy calm imposed by modern gadgets, 
global alarm from nations once revered, 
A surge of pestilence from the east 
trans-versing the cope of earth,
undefined yet...

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The sweetest love I ever knew,
Was a secret love not given.
A sublimating ecstasy--
A symphony from Heaven. 
                  ...

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Eyes that kept awake together,
And had dreams at night;
Are now crying tears like river,
Risked to lose their sight.

Eyes that looked you beautiful:
An Angel from the above,
The very sights are now fearful,
And look away from love.

Eyes...

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Broken dreams and despair walk the street,
Searching for a place to sleep.

Standing on the street corner with dirty clothes and long stringy hair,
Begging and asking if I have change to spare.

I wonder what happened to...

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Islands in the Stream

Islands linked together like forged argent charms, 
In straights of silent, surging currents,
Where Watchtowers of Fresnel lens sound fog sirens
Where sacred shoals harbor shame forgiven;
Lightships built high on cribs and Keys of...

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—Quiet tranquility as the storm passed; releasing physical manacles of the past 
threads, a new one to be spun—

touch upon an innocence, a drop of seduction upon the way,

blood, soft, red, hot, like her-his body,

travel...

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Cannot forget this dear friend from my youth,
Met her on practice wall, lithesome and fair,
Charms of a waitress, a confidence there,
‘Beauty,’ her virtue, and that is the truth.

Friendship developed, we flirted at court,
Love of the...

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Our cupboards are full of junk no one would ever eat.
My husband has this little buy-too-many groceries problem.
Especially if they are on sale.
"I'm saving you money,' says he.

Sure.
He saved me money on 9 $1 jugs...

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Accepting aloneness, incomplete solitude, imperfect rest. The garden
wasted, pumpkin patch planted late, potatoes untasted left in ground.

      A thousand email addresses, each unique represents a flame of
passion, compassion, desperation or...

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If I never lift up my voice,
How will I know 
How sweetly I can sing,
Or its tenor,
Or how well I harmonize
With the music of the universe?

If I never open up my heart,
How will I hear
The...

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Before me laid an untasted bowl of candy
And the duty owed to family.
Do I satisfy my long craving self
Failing to respect responsibility ?
Or to my lover's vows turn deaf
And pay homage to ageing sagacity? 

Papa...

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Be Thankful Each Day
Written: by Miracle Man
11-28-2019

Lord, I oft take for granted,
many little things.
Because some of these objects,
don’t produce pings.

They often tend to slip,
through my life unseen.
While you’ve blessed me with plenty,
Other parts of the...

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A mother's tears
fall on the cheek of her sickly child's face
Her breast gives untasted milk
as he struggles for his life
But with compassion,
the mother presses on with a gentle nudge
Pushing the child's face deeper
into her bosom
Hoping...

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"Everyone says they're tired,"
Said my couples therapist,
"That can't be the thing."

I was wonderstruck.
My approach was all wrong.
As it turned out
I had all the time in the world.
I was just spending it wrong, like
Singing the wrong...

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