Long Wisping Poems

PRELUDE.
When the sky and world are dark no sounds are heard in the woods. Perhaps the scrabbling of night creatures on the hunt fo food. But no sound of woodpeckers ra ta tatting, bird song...

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Written: January 17, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh

"What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others."Quote by Pericles

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swiftly moving in every direction
as open as the universe
moving faster than the speed of light
my mind finds peace among the stars

Never alone
drifting through space
that others believe empty of life
instead full of thriving thoughts
They were Wrong

Every...

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The wind blew events all over the place.
Intense emotions and it gave chase.
Lightning lighting to show us the sky.
People try to sleep and not cry.
Wisping by the wind keeps us awake.
The time trying to sleep...

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Sri Lal
Crows

i.
I come from nowhere,
and I have nowhere to go,
I tell the crow perched 
on a low neem branch 
beyond the Periyar River.

He agrees.

He and I are free.
We speak the same language.

You know who I...

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September meets with warm embrace,
 quickening the harvest pace,
though looming autumn can't efface 
 what's left of summer's arid grace.

The linen hanging on the line 
 dances with the gust and shine,
while maypops heavy on...

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Challenge Poem # 24
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have you ever tasted the dark, been without the light
     
     does your lips moisten when you wish for me

     the tightness grows...

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In twilight's grasp, the whispers creep, 
Through shadows where the old trees weep. 
The Halloween tree, gnarled and bare, 
With branches twisted, a spectral snare.

Under its limbs, the spirit stays, 
In flickering lights, lost in...

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Times goes unseen as it dances across the days
unheard                  It sings a happy song
unnoticed    ...

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Upon my asking a lone Lenape
what happened to their tribal home;
so soulful that he barely told me
the tragic tale of how it had gone.

The white man thought he coyly took it
a thing that he cannot...

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Picking up where we left off among the stains and stable troughs my hand becomes 
a path into my veins
And if I manage to shake off this dredge in which I walked across the longest...

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I’ve seen them many times before
just outside my back porch door,
dancing ‘round from high to low
‘round and ‘round and “Doe-See-Doe.”

On glittering, gossamer, ghost like wings
flickering like hummingbirds in the spring,
yet smaller still to stalk their...

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For the contest "This or That" set by Edward Ibeh



These charming chimes of chaste memoirs
of "us" tinkle,
making me recall the moment
your river of periwinkle passion permeated
through arterial arrays of my outcast heart.
It had been stuck...

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Lustrous  black  hangs  over  pale  skin
Gleaming  green  under  deities  sight
Wheeling  toes  transfer  lanolin
Watchers  skill  shadows  this  neophyte
Who's  damning...

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Let Me Share the Winds Flight Today

Let me share the winds flight today
Moving to and fro knowing no boundaries
Lifting the fall leaves in a beautiful twirling song
Scattering seeds here and there to rest all winter...

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Hold those doors until your teeth begin to chatter.
That's okay 
'cause it's the only conversation that your walls have ever heard.

Talk to yourself until you start to feel you matter,
don't get lost,
you know it's hard...

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I think I've always seen the world in color
Bright radiants wisping within
There was no realization discover
It's something that always been

Others around me paint in black and white
Expectations are set and matched
But they seem so persistently...

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I have loved boundlessly
and thought left empty

yet in the moments
minutes and hours,
we laid in the stars
of each others eyes,
I found ecstasy but also
unfathomable sadness

Finding you in this life
stitching my destiny,
into the silken fabrics
of our days...

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is off the ground
my thoughts would eat yours
Standing in silhouette
holding
a candle held a softness
to her curves
and shade
lanquished in her
deepest cuts
go back to line 2
and just divert your eyes
i can disguise as a wisping why
creating waterfalls...

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the stars cry rivers of light
 as the moon bows his head
 the planet pauses in prayer
 a laureate is now dead 

words of wisdom were let fly
 from the heart of mind and soul
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grey witches using magical powers for good or evil
does it matter , should it matter,
do I care? not really 
whats in it for me 
what do we gain each time we commit witchery 
I'm a...

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I was just standing there
beside the Tumtum tree
and stood awhile in thought.

Feeling like a dancer -
wisping, waltzing, wandering.
Arms akimbo, then widespread
turning to the tune of
my own voice's mellifluous music,
floating on life's lonely stage.

Thinking the thoughts...

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In the stillness is where she found her peace
Sinking into the sheets
The silk covered pillow supporting
Her every woe 

The unrehearsed melody of rushing water
As her eyelids get heavy
Catching the flicker of a flame
Taking her away...

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Colors living in my head, 
paint pictures bold.  
My soul receives the mystical light; 
art in an etheric paint tube.

My soul, it mixes blues and greens; 
a palette only God and I can see....

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