Long Warded Poems

RIP And The Fraility Of Life

To be warded for breathing problems due to a lung infection...
And getting a good doctor and ICU attention upon arrival at the hospital...

Would normally be assurance enough the best was...

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Elan's word?
Zulu's sword?
Heartsichordiums-convulsive-verb
"Anabantium", O wraith of mord.

So is it, it is for Hilerides-Dales, 
which green-discourse, 
Southeast of Wales 
or some other perch 
of liaisoned Angeles-porch ? 
Is one-way with a steep of glades newly born....

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RUNNING INTERFERENCE
by: Acquah Vicki on Saturday, June 9, 2012 at 12:07am ·
RUNNING INTERFERENCE

I have a brand-new glow. I am feeling free of these gremlins.
Hoping to stay that way, it's called growth!
Please feel free to feast...

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Written 22 September 2023 For :
No. 1242 New Poem Only Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand


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The Bard of the Norseman
A warrior’s fame and for glory all Norseman live worthy of life
Worthy the Norseman with warring axe to victory and spilt Saxon blood
For spoils of the serpent’s lair lie across the...

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And God led Moses to Mount Nebo
for his lush, new domain to survey,
in the riches of the Promised Land
among valleys of trees and olives.

Where birds in the sky soared free
and wild beasts roamed the land
along...

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Unto Us A Porn Star

Unto us a porn star apparently had been born;
Stormy turned out to be  her obnoxious name;
Big breasts by her would be eventually worn;
She did end up being quite a deplorable...

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Opie woke up feeling right today,
got a good nod in
Everything was copacetic okay
Heard on the news 
there was a crisis he should know about,
as he wiped the spittle drooling down from his mouth
Emergency in the...

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Dust
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Dark corners, beige walls.
Scribbles telling you to "Beware, Be Aware."
The shadows pass and a woman croons. 
"Let me buy my milk, 2 percent."
Laugh it off, "Get some rest."
Deep emotions for a "child".
"You're an adult now."...

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When Water and Fire Collide
Tongues knoted in Silence, Silence Preside
Mercury Dulled Lovers Communication
Muddled Messages, Interactions Barely There
No Interest, No Warmth, No Feelings Shared
Creating Distractions to Minimized Relations
I am Here for Me, You're Here for You...

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The Pale Rider

Astride an ashen horse,
a raven perched on his shoulder,
and a melancholy moon
beaming down gray shadows,
He held a gleaming scythe 
in one hand, and in his other, 
a damning edict from Hades,
the Lord of...

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I want us to walk
To a place we had, months ago
To access that instinctive calm
That warded off all calamity
And be who we were.

I want us to sit
As we had on 'our bench'
With your mass, rested...

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The Warder 

The old man spine was bent his head was hanging at an awkward angle he 
searched the ground while he was walking for what he could not have stopped 
and picked anything up....

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Disheartned by misery, I went to sleep
without praying and laying down so restlessly,
then awful thoughts drowned me in sadness:
the strongest soul that always warded off demons...
suddenly became the weakest and most miserable of all!

O serene...

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Song in the wind
Gentle reminder:
Rain through bamboo trees


Chirpy delight
Instant enlightenment;
Heavy heart uplifted


Postcard from somewhere
Far far away:
Greetings from long journeys


Old photograph
Faded with old times;
Ancient memories linger


My mother's gaze
My father looks;
Picture of the dead


Pain taunts
Sufferings preside;
Soon liberation...

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British graffiti artist. Controversial, polarizing, and deeply mysterious.

Awarded Person of the Year at the 2014 Webby Awards, but...

No one is quite sure who he is, or what he looks like. His talent, undeniable.

Known only by...

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No other would be my hero, 
No other valiant combatant I have seen,
He gave all up until zero.

On his premise, I’d rather lean,
Imbibe his bravery and courage,
Fight every opposition until I win.

Wage against every tempestuous...

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Do images of I appear in her thoughts?

Or simply the fostering of quaint fantasies?

Through all pandemonium paramour is sought

Though warded within profound secrecy



Frantic I plea for reprieve

To recover voluminous wounds

Renounce excuse to grieve

Slaughter the walls...

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Bright orange flames arc from his outstretched fingers to his gnarled oak staff
crazy shadows dancing on the walls of the warded sanctum.
With a lifting of one eyebrow the apprentice flings the molten fire out and...

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