Long Whisp Poems

The Bedouins, bequeathed with the sacred beauty of paradise harsh,
trusted guardians of jealous gorges and gifted groves
lead me from the Wadi Musa to the humble ingress of Petra,
saying with thrill, the Jin of your Jihad...

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On the warm wet day in december
I look back at my life and remember
How it was in days gone by
Everyone i loved taken and still i know not why
Years that cant be lived again
Moments gone...

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On the warm wet day in december
I look back at my life and remember
How it was in days gone by
Everyone i loved taken and still i know not why
Years that cant be lived again
Moments gone...

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Having loved ones is an incredibly comforting feeling, but when you enter the vast 
landscape of the mind and see only depression and despair,  you become aware 
that you are alone in your misery....

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I am the dying light in the sky,
That makes you wonder if you are real,
Or if i am all that is left of your existence.
And you my darling, are the same to me,
But in this...

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My Taurus
How are you?
Haven't seen you in days
My Taurus
Do you think about me?
In your leisure time?
In your desires?

My Taurus do you know, I miss you?
Do u know How I hate ?
the antics of this ironic...

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For whom now hath the death bell tolled?
The answer, for thee, a soul weary and old.
Did thou know times line was ever thinning?
I regret to inform, this battle, thee isnt winning.
Wipe away the despondant frown...

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"all of us are on a journey and the answers are unspoken"

                       ...

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In a barren apocalyptic landscape,
under a withered, bare, and grossly malformed weeping willow tree.
Lies a lone stone which reads: There is no escape From the house of the dead.
The stone, in pristine state, stands as...

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On the warm wet day in december
I look back at my life and remember
How it was in days gone by
Everyone i loved taken and still i know not why
Years that cant be lived again
Moments gone...

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Is it when you see the whisp of light 
starting to come into sight? Is it when the 
destination you had imagined being starts 
to fade? Is it at the moment of intense 
trepidation, when...

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I lingered at loves' door
Lips waiting for a kiss or two
A brush of passion 
A whisp of warmth
As many lovers do
The first was quite dull
Fumbly digits all like thumbs
And when it came to kissing
A mouth...

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As time grows near
soon tis be 
Sunday
Our Lord's Sabbath 
Blessing behold
Beautiful as Ever..
Always be...

Tho... tis be
Many.. soon 
Shall come..
to seek me..
But tis I not afraid
What may behold
Within tis day..
Of Sunday..

Many say..
they want to process
Power of...

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“Escape from the Gilded Cage”

Its bars are made of heartache;
Its gates of pure cruelty.
Her boredom paints the walls;
To insanity she pleads her fealty.

Her skin is bleached;
It has never been kissed by the sun.
She sits in...

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/tang led /co coon /hea vy /with in /this shell
/I can /feel the /fall ing /whisp ers /out side
/it calls /and i /list en, /per haps /too well
/the door /is op /ened I /can not...

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Fairies Stroke's Of Luck

Traipse taffaria fairies, comps citrine
fragrances, tis thirty orangey glean
plucked days hath November, foundation blend,
paints its labored autumns rests, well-earned friend.

Forbade naught tis these pristine fairies, gifts
kids pain brief, gather teeth hid neath...

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The windchill is 45 below sanity
a snow man has frozen snot
dripping from his 1 carrot nose
but the cold doesn't stop the gun toll
in my sweet home Chicago.

27 dead across the Midwest
Frozen solid in the echo...

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Many lessons we have learned,
Were given and never earned.
When we use what has been given,
all our triumphs and our fails
Are not ours alone
We have built upon the works of all those
who have gone before.

If you...

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Many concerns are on my plate

so many worries…tranquility escapes

I look to the right and to the left

but only find more troubling depth

In this vacant alley…I feel lost

like there is no end…just cost

Then, in a fragrant...

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She, suffered in angst and a deep loneliness,
As her jasmined poertry, was new and just growing.
“What good are my poems regarding truthfulness 
or honesty?”
Against seas of creative poems, puff-pretty, bright 
And glowing?

The icy, winter,rains came...

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My favorite legend still has salt on it,
white freckles left from the sea of Colchis.
If you search carefully, 
you might even find a whisp of golden byssus
slipping into your palm. 

Chart laid out,
course set for...

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A Blue Heron unleashes itself from a
surfing wind and flowing sky.

Wings spread it rides, almost hovering,
as it seeks a nestled place to land.

There, the long reeds
have been hollowed out by its mate,
but she has gone...

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I talk, I scream but it seems so in vain.
I'm here but I'm not, you look but you do but you don't see.
I'm an outcast only seen when needed to be seen.

I blend in your...

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The world and its beauty gone
I kneel in prayer with only dawn:
A wift of snow, a little flake
Settled still on a palm to wait
And there melt into a little lake
Moving from a cold solid state
And...

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