Long Vestibule Poems

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A babe born, in darkness braved
Bring love to the world if only for a day
No questions asked, nor answered, nor saved
Let peace abide in every child, we pray
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As they stood watching their son, enthralled in...

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                             I
It all began so many years...

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As dawn unfolds today beyond my fractured windowpane,
a breeze beguiles the ashen drapes. Like snakes they slip aside,
revealing wanton worlds that race and run aground, insane,
immersed in scenes obscene that savants strive to mask and...

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“Are you ready, DynDoeth,” the half elf asked?
     “As ready as I can be,” was his response. “It is in your hands now.”
They walked across the vestibule and started to enter...

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He/I/they/all/we/none knowing sit/sats he/she thoughts he/she witnessed he/she held a behold as to what the hell a corporeal ring of things once unbeknowinest to him/her was about,: thought provoking, yet undeterminate in any reason with...

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As Joulupukki was talking, Seileach used his own magic to probe the tree,
     “Ah, very interesting,” was his response.  “Yes, by all means lead the way.”
The three of them made...

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Mitchell: Good sirs, my word was fair. No discrepancy stains the pages of my ledger. The fifth tier is a sub-basement beneath the cellar floor of the temple’s vestibule. Any woman who is not tagged...

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The following day Seileach made quiet arrangements to have the throne moved back to the old throne room, now the meal hall, in readiness for the events taking place in the morning.  In the...

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Bands of sunlight
Streamed through the curtains
Woke up to a glorious spring day
In Lowndes County Georgia 1918
Little Sara and Clint jumped in our bed
For morning hugs around
A day to remember
Filled with love, legacy
Our people

Slipped on my...

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Christmas as a kid
Oh, how blessed I have been
To have had such a childhood!
So rife with wonderful Christmas memories

That they tumble in my mind like needles from an evergreen ...
Making cookies with Mom
Especially the gingerbread...

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Nothing more than a pretty smile - repost

There she was chasing a rabbit 
with 1 am coffeecakes and weak tea
She didn’t notice I was watching
from the branches of an olive tree
A lone smile hidden amongst
swirling...

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"50 Words for Poe: Temporal"



"Labyrinthine mind 
within chalked 
bones of cranium
lies the vestibule 
and shrine of
broken sacraments -
absent Advent,
Pentecost and
an "epiphany" 
solely lacking 
The All Divine.
There She lays like
Iseult waiting for 
Dragon's tongue
Black night eternal
immersed...

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Heaven

I’ve began to envision the realm of dreams, where your weight is in the presence of the stars that gilsen oh so bright,
Such a rocky start to how this began, with mustard size faith clenched...

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Above , 
sitting atop a crested hill
solitary , but nary lonely
Agemo is what he answer's too
but question is alway's on his mind

His twin , Ahpla , calls him a dreamer
Agemo has grown to expect this
considering...

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The Joining was one of subdued elegance.  Seileach insisted on the ceremony being held in the Keep. Jessica was beautiful, beyond beautiful, she was exquisite.  Her long red hair infused with sky blue...

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We make our way through the debris
To the second floor of the military shelter…
Slowly and cautiously,
For Death here lies-
But only half-asleep.
The torrid wind wrings the unstuck wallpaper,
Forcing it to sing the hymn
Of the great Amarna...

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There she was chasing a rabbit 
with 1 am coffeecakes and weak tea
She didn’t notice I was watching
from the branches of an olive tree
A lone smile hidden amongst
swirling smoke rings in a foreign accent

To the...

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timing is everything
pretty much anytime 
anyhow anyplace                    

morning noon or evening     ...

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 Continued from Part 1 

Matt Dillon chases Jack LaLane
Around a roller derby lane
I think I need some more cocaine,
So please don’t ever come back Shane

I try to walk another street
When me and Walter Cronkite...

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YOU ARE MY STYLUS
              MY BLUEPRINT EMBEDDED
    WRITTEN IN THE SMALLEST PARTS OF ME
     ...

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(Part 3 of 3)

Time Is A Power-Tool of The Great Timekeeper
Time Is Like A Sentinel For Its Sequence Seekers
No Matter Which Way We Search, Time Goes Farther & Deeper
We Can Learn From Time - For...

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Dressed in almond taffeta,
a salted evening throw
With satin slipper grenadine,
where crystal glasses flow

I dreamt of Tawny Evermore,
her hair a fired flame
And songs now sung and played for her,
shall never be the same

Her cape of velvet...

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AU COURANT AU FAIT – THE HEART OF IMAGINATION ABREAST

The invention of the automobile is a thing to ponder.  In words of the heart of imagination, the temperament wonders why divine providence gave the...

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The wedding Gown

She stepped boldly,
stoically erect
to the strains
of the wedding march,
radiant in the resplendent
beauty of her gown 
and poetic demeanor.
The long silken train, the work
of tens of thousands of weavers
harvesting in the trees of Changsha
to...

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to sleep to dream through steel unawares
the chosen vessel pressed through the climax of time
a vestibule toward a couple left long ago
barbed wire fences latent refusal of meager defenses
there's glory  in the escape

hearken the...

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