Long Wains Poems

Written: February 14, 2025 for Contest by Edward Ibeh

“Quote: Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!
Edgar Allan Poe”

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* Paid my heed my friends for the frost giants begin their march southwards, 
    * and their hounds of winter ,shall Slather and bay awaiting direction from their masters
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Written: October 27, 2023 For Ink Empress Contest
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Under the diaphanous glow of the moon.
They rise sequentially to a delightful boon.
They have...

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A scenic blue are ocean’s crested waves
with tufts of white that spill in feathered sprays
amidst the troughs and valleys of the sea.
Will time or tempest bring God back to me?
 
Horizons hold no hint of...

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What hides beneath the busting red-tide waves, what wains?

Have you seen the Fat-white, would-be Samurai that lives 'round these parts?

To him you see, the
warrior code is the word of the fiery gods, and he
follows it...

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Summer conjures up barbeques and picnics, 
including camping and dogs fetching sticks.
And pitching tents, sharing the ground with slugs,
centipedes, and other assorted bugs.

As twilight wains, female mosquitoes thirst
for blood, vying for who will bite you...

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chasing the heat haze on the highway 

smoking a spliff while "let it roll” plays

praying to feel your touch by Friday

without adding another cross on the byway


I haven’t seen the world 
as it is
for a...

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Radiant are the words 
that painted your existance
Shinning are the details
swept with lyrical rhymes
Brightly sewn were intentions
that bless us day and night
A tapestry of beauty
in heart shapes and designs
A glowing presence expressing love
made of it's...

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They grabbed the future by the reigns

Right outside the wedding gate

But alas with passing years

The age of old gets hard to take

Who knew that as of late

Memories would start to wain

Both of them still feel...

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Ushering in the tepid days of Spring;
subservient to Mother Nature's call,
April is the reason; sweet songbirds sing.

Flowers await the rains April will bring
from a mere drizzle to a full-blown squall;
ushering in the tepid days of...

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The Great Meadow

Beyond the high hedge the great meadow extends to the  sky
Its fallow grasses fanned into waves by a breeze.    
While down the slope the bearded barley and rye 
Make...

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you made the sun shine
you brought sands to any beach.
endless words i have written
 your out of my reach.
my heart it clings to you 
my beautiful only daughter.
my tears they fall like rain
at the thought of...

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Many ah nights wed sit on our ain,                                 
  Wondering weather or no my da wid be hame.  ...

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Mourning the time wasted...

this sacrifice lingers...wains

She pours over her memories...

this ingenue recalls...

indulges only the very best...

...this cry very very familiar...

...This truth raw and intense...

sooner rather than later...

would've been best...

she succumbs to this pain...

surrenders...honorably...

her sense of...

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Oh, there is a star with my name on it
And I have followed it for years and years
I've thought that I should write it a sonnet
That heavens could read but nobody hears

My star is always...

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Driven by valour he did walk tall
Alone in trench the past recalled
Any fear that was felt buried deep
His eyes are closing in final sleep.

So young to be lying in the mud
Dying alone and so much...

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HARVEST

Day after day we are out in the sun
Collecting the harvest before it rains.
Day after day until daylight is done,
Scything the ripe hay to fill up the wains.
They say the fresh air is good for...

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He's small, barely eight inches tall
but those little legs let him chase the ball.

It's his favorite past time much to my chagrin
but I do it for the pleasure in watching him.

He's quick, he's fast
thrilled to...

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Rush of life for me is over
Insidious age has me ensnared
Fond look back at days in clover
Of twilight years am too aware.

Shadows gather at warp speed
With stoicism must face my fear
With footsteps of faith, I...

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This delicate fear
wains heavy on my mind...

She has claimed my aura...

She trembles like a spring bouquet...
drenched in fresh morning dew...

Securing her deep within my heart...

For no other will see this vision...

...This heart will subdue her...

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Gossamer coins grown 
transparent at last
A million gold pieces 
still on damp grass
Waved green like a dream
before wind sets them free 
Some glide on the stream
others head to the sea 
Winters kindred spirits, 
leaves rustle...

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