Long Untying Poems

A perfect world
From A-Z…

Actually addicted attitude apologetic they assume while I'm angst in my room
Bold not blameless but blame shooting out like bullets
Critics just quit it, calculated moves, claim to have your back until you...

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born two days 
after ole Punxsutawney i.e. the Doctor Phil - 
of woodchucks Latin Name = Marmota Monax 
nest resembled Rastafarian hair weave, 
which creature rattled with ire and peeveishness, 

when rudely roused from his...

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A fat flat packed duck billed platypus was not on a platter. In fact it had escaped under a robe. With a robin. The robin was to be stuffed into a pigeon which was stuffed...

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I have a paper due
Last Monday that isn’t quite out of the pen yet, and it’s laying on the desk like
A cancerous growth of my mind
Stress increased, end of the year rush
I can’t seem to...

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Shana Aubrey Harris born two days after ole Punxsutawney 
   i.e. the Doctor Phil - 
   of woodchucks Latin Name = Marmota Monax nest 
   resembled a Rastafarian hair...

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I’m sorry if I’m boring
Plain and annoying
I swear I did my best
I guess I expect
You to do the rest
There’s my first mistake
You should never take
More than you need
You should only take
What you need
To live to...

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June 5 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 74-77

Key Verse – Psalm 74:12 For God is my King of old, working salvation in the midst of the earth.

LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY SAVIOUR...

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Jesus was beginning His Jerusalem trip
now getting close to Bethphage village
He sent two disciples ahead to go there
giving them instructions for this early stage

They would find a colt tied never been ridden
untie it and bring...

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Written: September 21, 2023
True Love Poetry Contest                 Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori 
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In a world where illusions often deceive,
Genuine...

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Animal Freedom

A Christmas walk in soft sun of winter
Across crisp fields of umber and green,
A sharp breeze blowing with freedom
On their faces, aglow with the hope
Of seeing one again – a bird; their bird,
Soaring and...

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My hands are clammy
as I try to unlock Uncle Nick's door,
he left me the imposing house
high on the hill as his heir,
the Victorian structure is gloomy,
and probably full of ghosts,
who will wake me up to...

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Inclined on the divan with a book,  in my room, I was all alone,
Wrapped in a quilt tucked around my feet, the wind’s moan….
In  the cold gusty afternoon sun – casting its timid...

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- By Olongapoet

Are those dragon scales, your reason’s hides?
That I’d need St.George’s lance to pierce thru.
Need I look for angry Odin’s lost eye?
To see through thy cynicism’s Stygian depths?

Why does the sweet ambrosia of my...

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When I used to dream
I used to dream about him
Fantasizing about how it happened and how it could have been
Demons, chasing Nightmares, Happiness on Poles
Tied into a loveknot and dangled in front of me
No matter...

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In the brown leaves lie my valentine memory

In the sands of the dried up river my nudity

In the scent of jasmine garden your naked gravity

Who says the river flows for ever, never


What goes on until...

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Just as in twilight –men’s eyes roam, unbidden, seek horizon’s golden light
Thus do men –roam with nature’s Sappho-rhythm--Yearning, yearning
into your indigo unceasing velvet night
Spiraling –throbbing--- perpetual sensations—Burning, burning
Hot despair-- escaped-- from siren-bred mad-delight
		Run did I...

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Closets

All around I am confined
from fetal womb,                            ...

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I'm not Deranged just Derailed,
Deraptured with the Devolution of Angels,
The Devilization of a Nation,
Decorum Demands that I Devalue individualism,
Some Decadent, Dilenquent, Despot shouts 
"Our hair must be black!" 
"Our hair must be pink!"
Displaying our inner...

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He said he’d kill me, if I screamed.
All I wanted, was for him to leave.
Just two hours earlier, he broke down our door.
My life had been perfect, just before.
I had always been popular, had lots...

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The goal of life is rapture. Art is the way we experience it.
Joseph Campbell

A calm, unpretentious, breathtaking connection,
A hypnotic glimpse of Zen-alike delightful flection.
Spirit healing serenade into the borderline,
A serenity of a viable pond is...

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Sidestepping the shadows and agony
 
A trance spelled vision offered
 
What body-broken progressions lost:
 
A miniature emblem in the holographic light
 
Healing minds belabored with aggression
 
 
 
For a second, all subjects grieved
 
Casting...

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Each day an extension of my time
so each morning a risk and opportunity
to avoid greedy egocentrism
to step into harmonious eco-centered consciousness.

Each still-wombed entity extends Mother's incarnating time
so each maternal risk and opportunity,
each free will act...

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Tying rainbows in her cascading hair                   Like the promise to always be there    ...

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[To the editor of the classified section:
please run the following in the Events Section each week]


Symposia, symposia, symposia now every week
We’ll hold them every Saturday in the new lot by Ocean Way
There will be experts...

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