Long Variant Poems

Unique: I need someone to hold me and tell
me it's alright.
I need someone to hold my hands and feel
my pain.
I need someone to kiss away my pain.
I need someone to look into my eyes and...

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"Worship in spirit and truth"

With Easter approaching, many people Christian and non-Christian are exposed to this celebration and may have questions concerning the various teachings, rites, rituals and traditions that are promulgated by public worship...

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"I am a painter and my eyes are the paint brushes I had if I look up with my open eye I see the Horizon I see the clouds to be continued
Oh shutter as I...

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I believe that I am..., but I dare ask the question.                        ...

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I.

Espy, distinguish divinely made lively, lovely Trees
He or she, inhales carbon dioxide, then breathes
out for us humans, life given clean oxygen
Stout roots run deep, holding God's earth
Also, with you we were taught our first lesson

II.

Animals...

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Conversation with Omicron

I’m speaking with Omicron. Omicron is a well known antagonist of the health care system and frequently mentioned in political discussions. First, why did you come here?
	
	I didn’t “come here”. I was brought...

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 La Fête foraine de Scarborough (La Version complète)
 
      For the medieval English poet and Simon and Garfunkel 
-	In admiration -

Allez-vous à Scarborough fête foraine ?
(Sur la côte d'une...

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Red Sunsets On The Blue Hills

What of soft red sunsets on the blue hills
Or true love found in sweet dreams of the light
Just as night frights give deeper cold chills
Crimson sunsetting views show heaven's might.

Such...

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all my deepest thoughts, all my inward reflections 
                         surround the...

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Please note that this work is meant to follow in Epic Form and will not follow commonly used grammatical rules found in Prose, such as, not following proper paragraph use. Because it is an Epic...

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I cannot focus on the focal point to equivocal, the pain in my memory, to memorial site. The night smells gunpowder in the middle galaxy to summon the smart, south to Saturn where I rest...

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Q   Why would the global elites want the same Great Global Reset in Western nations?

A   It is all about power and control over the hapless sheep nations of the world. Into...

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Is it the ignorance that you exploit 
or is it the confidence that they appoint 
when something’s so stupid it wasn’t considered 
it was overlooked and therefore it delivered 
something so dumb that it isn’t...

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"The Superlunary Heart" 

in dreams
we meet
the you 
in me 
the you
I am.

upon awaking,
we remember -

although, it is 
fair to say, some forget,
what the message 
or intent was, in it all,
whom it was, where we were
when...

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[This is an email I sent to our nephews Mother's Day; it ends with a hard question all of us might want to consider asking ourselves in this epidemic.]

'W. and I went to put flowers...

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Tortured, beyond torture.
Considered , non Aryan, too.
Thousands shot daily
Piles of their bones, so dogs 
could chew!

Hitler figured a better way!
Camps would be of no dismay.
Using slave labor,  no shame!
Matthausen, being of most fame.

Carrying heavy...

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A weasel wibble wobbling can be said to have ingested copious amounts of indemonstrable indelible ink today as it soared into doorways, hallways, cloakrooms, and buffet tables. Buffet tables are neither buffaloes or bongos. In...

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The First Man is Honoured

And God said, to the Angels:

“And (remember) when your Lord said to the angels: ‘I am going to create a human (Adam) from sounding clay of altered black smooth mud. ...

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Paternal grandmother's headstone - Beth David, Elmont, Long Island

Shaindel (Sadie), variant of Shana Harris
died May 13th, 1959 exquisitely chiseled
alphanumeric characters legibly engraved
sepulchral casket entombing lovely bones
deoxyribonucleic acid repurposed into me
Matthew Scott Harris patronymic protector,
when I...

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Maidens often tells me she love me,
But can that truly be?
One who does not to me respect show,
But always my ideas she akimbo.
I asked my duplicate,
Whether it's a thing of my fate.
"Can someone who loves...

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Image of Black Sand & Sand provided by Pixabay.

The Hawaiianism of Ho'oponopono

A word, astir, in undulating waves surges and awash a clear open black shoreline of Hawaii nei, as it recedes in cycles dashing back...

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Zika Virus End Within Sight

For far too long we have been at the mercy of tiny little creatures from hell..
Specialised  tormentors that seek and suck blood from victims  in order to procreate…
Being mosquitoes,...

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VECTOR 

I am scalable                               ...

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Between grains of ancient fine sand
desert roses hidden from sight—
Colourful, exquisitely fanned.
They formed in darkness; pressure shaped.
Each perfect corolla agape
in floral whorl of sharp crescents;
fluorescent and phosphorescent.   
 
Against injustices they railed—
within shed...

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Once in a blue moon, in the circuit of the cryptic sky appears the transcendental fusion,
when the acquiescence of the sky emerges to display two heavenly bodies most exotic phases of union.

On those, mesmerizing venerated...

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