Long Waked Poems

I was a private detective, and I was deemed one of the best,
As the colorful tulip fields, are forever attracting guests.

My skills seemed often in demand, and indeed kept me moving,
As gold days seem to...

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I was a hopeful actress, but so far had only been offered bit parts,
And I fought to pay the bills, as a starlit owl, working after dark.
        ...

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I always was one to be passionate about things life has in store. You know, the kind of passionate fury that brings others frustration and pretty much disappointment in you? I think that passion can...

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In the shadows of my half-waked condition of terra firma- patronus renditioned, I mudder into your soil,
snorkel into your swamp of inlet tributary, a flagellum personae , prosopopoeia explorae eel, "Marinas"
here waters water dreams, to...

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The priest had been here earlier and the rosary was said
and relatives and friends in single file were offering condolences.
"Sorry for your troubles," one by one they said, 
bending over Maggie Murphy, silent in her...

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After two more hours of watching 
When the night was at its deepest 
Han roused Kwona for her vigil
Till the first light of the morning 

But a mood of laughter took them
By some magic of...

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Nineteen Seventy-Seven Alumni

Some conspiratorial and malevolent force
     must be fast at work
     cranking chronology dial
an extraterrestrial force

     donning, housing, loosing,
   ...

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...With that he went to a small chest, retrieved a bound-up scroll,
and her eyes went quite wide with shock when the thing was unrolled,
’twas her emancipation, and he’d signed it with his name,
“It’s all that...

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The luxuriously full
And richly green trees 
Were in their best form
In this part of the forest.

A spot untouched by
Civilization, possibly never
Treaded on by a human foot.
Until now.  Only the deer had left
Her prints in...

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Sandra Hall was a college student, like experience gained from learning,
Living in the house of her parents; with love like red, fall leaves returning.

Sandra was in her final year of school, and she had a...

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The beginning is timid 
 time has not any limit. 
 magic movements are slow, 
 we dance the tango of love. 

 It's the music of feelings, 
 bliss and passion revealing, 
 dance...

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Elsie Marley was a playful, middle child, with five sparkling siblings,
Living on emerald, Willow Brook Farm, underneath skies very citron.

Everyone in the family lent a hand, at skillfully managing their farm.
At twelve years old, Elsie...

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How far would you go to rescue someone?
There was a story told about a baby elephant trapped in a dry water hole.
The mother and herd of elephants tried to rescue the baby but was unable...

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"Shades"

You shade me
I shade you
stops the sun burning
eternally through
long nights’ deep bleed
the blue birds lead the way;
"definitely no more flowers",
you say.
I say, "fancy some 
foxgloves?"
You say, "Slinky opera-like?"
I say, "No way, Prospero
digitalis are us
behind eyes...

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“Pop, hold on to me.” The son said with a smile as he opened the passenger side door…and I was instantly transported to a time 24 years before.

Our son, Bryan, was getting his drivers license...

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Have you ever witnessed a murmuration…that beautiful and wondrous sight…when birds all together change directions in the middle of their flight?

Seemingly they work as one…as the flock swoops left, right, lower and higher…murmuration is another...

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There Is Nothing in Your Dreams


One day I asked Dreams 
O’ Dreams "Why don't you come to me?"
He said, how can I come to you
There is nothing in your Heart
To call me in your Dreams....

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Life is cheap,
My lifetime taught
At first I cared
I even fought
I railed against
The powers that be
And tugged my chain
Of liberty

The word is out:
We all succumb
The wise, the great
The deaf and dumb
We’re in for it
That final swing
You...

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A poem based on relationship…”A girl in her own dreams” 
wrote by Mrs.Madhavi :)


DREAMS - An Iota of HOPE 

“Waked up 7 :00 am in the morning..
saw my beauteous dreams transforming..
ohh yeah..with a drowsiness yawning..
Suddenly...

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"Bright Star Rose"

Bright Star shone on the bright side far beyond the dark side 
Bright Star let the dark slide between and underneath 
the cracks burning in the road well travelled under the Others' soles

and...

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On many a morning walk I’ve seen this lady up ahead…walking in the streetlight’s glow
but she’s always been too far away…for me to say hello.

Besides walking in the dark the last thing I want to...

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( I DREMPT OF YOU )
                             ...

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When I waked in the wind today blowing in my face,
Whispering noises in ear the sounds are full of grace.
The wind was blowing through my hair swaying here and there,
It was nice hearing that wind...

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"SPIRITED GIBBERISH"

Curtained eyes droop, closing, cleansing, visions. Feathering sunlight. Splintering waked-vivid lashes dreaming of the day. Eyes concealing retreat from here, to there, to what once was, weightless pestilence, plumy blights. Wind-born, am I, are...

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"Spirited Gibberish"
  
Curtained eyes droop, closing, cleansing, visions. Feathering sunlight. Splintering waked-vivid lashes dreaming of the day. Eyes concealing retreat from here, to there, to what once was, weightless pestilence, plumy blights. Wind-born, am...

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