Long Williamson Poems

OUR BABY GIRL TURNS 21

ON 1ST JULY 1990~ THE ANGELS DID SOMETHING ALMIGHTY
FROM HEAVEN THEY SENT US OUR LIFE-LONG DESIRE-A PRECIOUS DAUGHTER TO LOVE AND ADMIRE.
TRUE TO YOUR NATURE YOU ARRIVED WITHOUT FUSS OR PAIN--THE...

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POTD 8th Jan 24


 NOTHING LESS ~ NOTHING MORE

The ambushed night when all was still,
Amidst the gloom, anxiety took my will.
Though the moon cast its calming glow,
shadows lurked in the night's dark flow.

As the final...

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...To prove his point he even opened his shirt,
laid bare his sternum so our blades could stab,
but we were all frozen by what we’d heard,
the worlds just sounded so utterly mad.

He believed he was possessed...

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...Khan Williamson, for his troops called him that now,
split his forces and swarmed in from the west,
million of Uighurs joined him for revenge,
and all in his path could quickly attest

That if you surrendered to his...

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I write this down not knowing what to think,
or how to make sense of what I went through,
my name is Blake Jones, I was S.A.S.,
and everything that I write here is true.

This tale tells how...

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...Not many people could unite such a force,
it was Williamson who was the lynch-pin,
if he could be killed they all would splinter,
amongst the horde civil wars would begin.

This, it appeared, was the best option left,
even...

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UNFINISHED BUSINESS
©Alfreda Williamson
July 2, 2004




Outside town boundaries,
bustling, noisy din,
Deeply in the serenity of peace, calm,
the country County,
Around a curve, sharp, blind.

There it leaped out at me.
Suddenly, unexpectedly
Catching me off guard,
Not foresightedly, not scary
Just by way...

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In a World brimming with wealth and grandeur,Where opulence dazzles on every corner,A tale unfolds of disparity and strife,
Where poverty thrives, tormenting countless lives.
Inflation, a cruel tempest, engulfs the land,
Whispers of hunger and despair, hand...

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"Life is like a book that never ends, 
chapters close, but not the book."

               Quote by _Marianne Williamson, Author, Spiritual Leader...

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Ibelievein love with all the love,my body has and it is not even my love.  Ibelievein that 
anything that has love can only love once. Ibelievein the body, the sole, and love can't be...

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What an occasion – a Washington inauguration,
A second one of the first US President,
Of color. The occasion more than merely exciting,
        Memorial,
	Historic,
	Groundbreaking!

A Chi-Town girl of color,
A participant, an...

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Thunder off the ocean blurs my vision.
I think I see among the white caps
a school of mermaids trailing a mackerel boat
into shore. A gull and I turn to watch
a fisherman reel in the tide before...

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"Some things need to be let go before other things can be let in". 
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The Sea Notes Choral Society has three
free concerts each year. Schedule is as
following:

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No Restaurant Near or Around

Do you want to hear something sad?
You find making you fighting mad
No wonder area does lack any appeal
Can't find...

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My life is so crazy the things i do 
                     BEHIND close doors when i...

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Riding a scotch high
down
a twisting
river road past
midnight,
his grip tightens
on the steering wheel
in sync 
with the pressure of his foot
on the accelerator.
He convinces himself
he is chasing
meaning
in a meaningless time,
waiting perhaps 
around the next curve
or the next
in...

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Hero,


“Love is a hero’s journey, and the hero’s journey is a noble but difficult path.”    — Marianne Williamson


winter wears and wanders in
shaking and frigid
each step taken 
ached, iced and frozen 

there's a...

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TIME CATCHING
©Alfreda Williamson, 6/29/12
Spring’s first day . . .
	blustery, blowing,
	as cold as
Winter’s first blast.

Until . . .
	as hot as, blazing,
	relentless,
Summer’s sun.

Then . . . 
	as I stood in,
	the midst of the seasons.
	I felt it,
	ever so...

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PARENT, PROPHET
©By AlFreda Williamson, 2/18/04


Parent, Prophet.

You don’t know?
You don’t think so?

Think again,
My friend.

A little girl, in shorts of blue,
Heard you talk; yes she heard you.

In a little halter of white,
Heard you say, “girls are alright”,

	But,...

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MID NIGHT
©by Alfreda Williamson, January 1, 2004

Mid night;
the middle;
the center;
halfway through.

the night,
and the day.

Isn’t it funny?
The new day begins at mid night,
	the middle of the night,
	in the midst of the night.

The new day begins at...

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My pen is like a blues riff,
not always on the note

I bend within the moment,
new feelings reach for hope

A eulogy remastered,
the fire that he fed

The Mojo dancing with the Muse,
Marine Band his to wed

My words...

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The dragon ??

He walks the lonely road tonight and he looked to demon dark skyes his family knows that he won't be coming home on this wet dreary night.

He took his last breath on that...

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