Long With a grain of salt Poems

It's been four years since I've seen so much as an insignificant mountain creek. Been overburdened with comfort, now frantic with nature withdrawals, having to settle for photos found on Google Images: emerald pine trees,...

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It's been four years since I've seen so much as an insignificant mountain creek. I've been overburdened with comfort, now frantic with nature withdrawals and having to settle for photos found on Google Images: emerald...

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Triggered by tiredness and strain
Upon my wearisome, impaired brain
My guard is down the strange drain
Refrain from driving me insane

Within me is the pain of betrayal
So impulsive was my actions a while ago
Within me is the...

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I understand that my values have changed. In ways to frame a point we can't help complain. Distract a conscience with tasks to entertain. As well as moments uncaptured to drive insane.

Now sorry I know...

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Anyone Can steal; Anyone Can lie;
Anyone Can cheat and then deny.
Anyone Can be resentful and bitter,
Give up easily and be then, a quitter.

Anyone Can allow themselves to hate;
Feed into their ego and perpetuate.
Anyone Can serve...

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FM
“ShallowMan, if you’ve conflictions
owing to your mind’s addictions
to subconscious maledictions,
due to doubt in old convictions;
tell me now of your afflictions.”

SM
“FactoidMan, I must confess
I understand you more or less
though subtleties provoke distress,
and even more your fine...

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Kalamatsch

As a kid I played with mud in pouring rain
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5/4/22

Under the stars we'd sleep out
At night we'd sneak out
To another party up the street, just like that we out

Catch you red handed for trying to creep out
You'll struggle to breathe out
In need of help...

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Spy vs. Poet - pen trickery

(A collaborative poem by Serena Storm and Joel Thornton)


Dissimulating cloak – an apocryphal script 
Ah, I see "I" the spy has stumbled upon new tricks 

Disloyalty - The Perfidy -...

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Come sit and I will serenade
A sad, colossal flub,
A tale about a marinade.
(Well, truthfully a rub)

It is a long and sordid tale;
Not sure where to begin.
My sensibilities assailed,
Yet I must jump on in.

The task at...

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Maybe I’m the world’s biggest fool; maybe my heart deceives my head,
Maybe I’m just paranoid; maybe I’m as dumb as you think I am.

Maybe she calls you everyday, and you whisper behind my back,
Maybe you...

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I don’t know what the problem is

But one thing I can say

We need to get it together

In the very best way

It doesn’t make any sense

That lives are being taken

For idiotic reasons

Killers in the making

How can...

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As thoughts travel from the mind to the heart,
And spoken words cause my lips to part,
Spewing forth praise, honor and glory as an art,
This is the way everyday needs to start.

Are you docile, are you...

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Most everything written
(and learned ya in school)
     Yukon coon sitter, (and bet
     your bottom dollar) tibia bunch
     of contrived information

   ...

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Ye are the salt of the earth: but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it 
be salted? It is henceforth cast out, and to be trodden under foot of men. Matthew 
5:13...

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Most people are shocked when they find out 
how bad I am as an electrician.

My wife just found out I replaced our bed
with a trampoline. She hit the ceiling!

I used to think I was indecisive.
But...

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By Letra Compas
and
Armonia Escala

It sequence lacked luster
she found it more interesting
to exaggerate the middle
to make a more engaging plot
to detail the characters intent
making antiques of the neauce
and eldering the nuance
it creates the kind of characters
that...

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THE ISLANDS OF SAN JUAN - TIMESHARE

[FOLKTALE]

IN A PORTION, A SPELL IS CASTE.
THE PEOPLE ARE CALLED NUGLUMMI.
IN A TRANCE STATE, THEY EAT HONEY AND BEES ARE FORM FROM THEIR EYES.
INSIGHTFULLY THEY BEGIN TO TRANSFORM THE...

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April

Admitting that I don’t 
Still care even though it’s not fair
to be without everything
that made me 
exactly what it was to feel
what it was to be real
and now I don’t care anymore

Like the hands on...

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sleeping         (( COLLABORATION * Don Johnson ))


by~ DON JOHNSON

The Nullabor it does abhor
the desert  in it standing
The broken heart
he keeps apart 
where Eagles are a landing
kangaroo...

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I know it's been a while, since we've spoken last
but I got to thinking 'bout you, sifting through old photographs
sitting and reminiscing, making wishes on pictures
hoping only for a minute, we were kids again

we'll always...

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It doesn't matter who you are, I know you'll agree,
maybe not completely, but to some degree.
I want to hear what you have to say, 
about how we love each other today.

Love today is a joke...

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The sleeping kangaroo The sleeping kangaroo took me into the abyss of sour grapes.~~~
a wildlife with wildfire turned over by the wildflower.~~~ Seascapes; full of sand that no one dared to understand!~~~~ Drowning underwater in...

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I even voted for Ross Perot once and Reagan and consider myself a middle of the roader. The biggest problem the Republicans have right now is a lack of experience. Who else has been through...

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Why Poets Write


Why do poets write?,
Why does the moon shine at night?.
Why does water fall with such grace?,
Why is a rainbow such a beautiful sight?

So, why do poets write?
Do they write because the moon shines...

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