Long Walla Poems

I am a writing this letter with my hand, and I hope that you will understand; I want you to penetrate every word and paint them at the center of your soul.

 It's cold out...

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In the summer Hot Weather, is the season of expressing the ultimate calamity of days of
unbearable treasure.  The measure of pleasure is fullfill as the season soon turns bitter
cold.  And now we prepare...

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Michael Lee Johnson				                	
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Stepping down from the AC coach
on to the railway platform
A hot wave of salty moist air 
drenches me
On my customary visit
to this city I'm tethered to
by my memories..
She coyly calls herself Chennai
like a new bride...

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The Subtle Sounds Of Love
By David N. DOnihue

I have heard the subtle sounds of love
harmonizing just beneath the walla of the subway.

As if the souls of the passengers had crawled 
collectively beneath the train and...

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'Tis well known that mules are a very stubborn breed,
So 'tis well to keep that point in mind ere you proceed!
They've been known to bite and they have a mighty hefty kick.
(So, how to harness...

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A little breeze
Blew through
My head
Something
Nagged at me
A storm was coming
The breeze
Grew in intensity
As I open the cupboard
By the time I got to the back
Where the pan I need was
A Tornado it was
Pots and pans
Thundered and...

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“Your Life will be Filled with Magical Moments”
Now what more can be said except that anything is possible at any given moment. Probably the greatest example of something from nothing comes from the songwriters Galt...

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Fluorescence.
Light steals heat, criminally.
Beep beep beep of a heart lulls
through my sleep.
Morpheus....morpheus.....morpheus....
.....i pray to you.

I look forward to quiet.

Life flight from Walla Walla,
here, to Harborview.
Maybe my judge, or his wife.
Today
tonight
tomorrow.

I look forward to quiet.

I feel...

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KANGA BORA MARI YA ABDALLA

After graduation son of Walla
i lived at a coastal town
where the people so hated the warmth..
they chose to move at nite
in the clothes they were born with..
Son of Walla i was...

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May 31, 2010


May Day! 

I sprout with a surprise springing forth from me today.
Birds sing such a magnificent most pleasurable praise.
I want to be the one He promised soon He would raise.
I will be celebrated...

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Moving white neon lines,
Trace I.M. Pei’s Bank of China.
Elegant understated rhythm,
Precise and perfect.
Flowing lighted flags of cargo ships,
Behemoths of the world.
Bare bulb strings of pale yellow,
Pulsing to boat engines,
Walla wallas chugg everywhere.
Warship hurricane bows and...

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I'm not in step with the Serious Bards
For me, it's the sillier words that chime
I see quadrangles instead of a yard
Jaunty hootenannies I find sublime

I don't howl or cry out, I ululate
Clip-clop and flip-flop, both...

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