Long Womans Poems

A Night On A Wharf

The couple decide to walk. The boardwalk still lit at this late hour guides them. They walk hand in hand,..whispering softly with small talk...solemn.,. lonely , yet together. The walk is...

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I remember feeling so empty the abuse had escalated after four hurricanes witnessing a murder horrific traumatic brain injury I was now uprooted leaving my beautiful home in Fort Myers Florida at the behest of...

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Good evening to all out there this is wabc radios late night slot call in show with your host Tom Morrow, the theme is on pesonality traits and how we percive them
not myself personally.' I...

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We must preform our "Duty" as "Poets" !!!!!!!!!!!!!!Why Does "JUSTICE" HAVE A "BLIND FOLD OVER HER EYES"?.........Here is the reason?Justice has a blind fold over his or her eyes,because sometimes "JUSTICE"intentionally becomes"BLIND"because of "LOVE"!!!!!! You...

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Spawned from the loins that 
Perpetuated the loyal serfs mongrel
Seed:-
These peoples of a conditioned and
"Resigned-To-it-all" breed.
Born into the enveloping tedium
Of interlocking days...Interwoven
With interlocking days -
Victims of stark circumstance
And vague promises unmade.
Gregariously living out their lives
When...

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There is a large cattle property in the Northern Territory of Australia
   where the bores are named after Famous cricketers and that prompted 
    this piece.

    ...

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THE FORGIVEN
1. When it was the time to be the end
and everyone had gone into the ark to be counted
then they came two by two,
a girl ox and a boy ox
a girl elephant and a...

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WHEN I GOT STABBED

The blade went through my flesh like a knife through melting butter.
Thoughts ran through my head as I bled out, like no more will I see my mother
Anger and rage streamed through...

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i just want to write some new shii
not on some i wish i was rich tip 
but on some if i ruled the world shii
wouldn't be no school you had to pay for
 last time...

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As a human being weighed down by guilt, afraid, alone- traveling down a road more traveled, putting a tough act on- Shimmerings of light in the darkest of times and "almost tears" bound by worldly...

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Indignant, his head hung low, eyes glassy, all he has is his memories.
Within the pain he can no longer tolerate, within the hundreds of enmeshed bodies…
Stinking and rotting.
All he has is his memories.
Escaping the frightful...

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this is your life the clock is ticking, 
take those shackles off, 
meet yourself within, 

many wives tossed aside, 
after twenty or thirty years...
it happens...and it happens 
everywhere... 

rebuild yourself, 
yes if needed be, without...

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He trained Seaguls to carry
 letters and items.
He built a wheelbarrow that
later he help create a steam engine
using the blueprints from
 the Ancient scrolls.
The weird world of Science
he taught physics and math
at the College of...

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Trees are alive. I have eyes. We look at "Trees" as we ride or walk by. Trees seem to have "Eyes". Does that"Tree" see you when you water it or touch it or when you...

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  OLD WOMAN 
I am the old woman who lives in a shoe
I have so many children telling me what to do
Some are twenty, thirty, forty and fifty too
but to hear them all screaming...

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Brift Jia: Purofetto No Sutorirain
Profo hisoria: Enredo Profissional.... Shall speak to those
who have interest in wrestling.
The Voice of Bruft Jiza spoke through the Mask!

His age shall exceed 20 years.
they shall se him struggle
he among the...

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Look child I'm done, this is enough 
Why are you still interested in what I am doing 
I'm flattered by your concern but I'm sorry 
We are not friends, nor are you worth enough to...

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Love is some thing i entreat 
Of which without it my eyes are in  the murk of picket -eye lids,
 It is a Croft on which our spirits  first grub
To then be able...

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Maybe the guff was empty—Cancer full moon eclipse

Left field call on the black wall phone
faint cry from the distant end
spoke with throat lump of capital
disaster and a troddened womans most
everydom—lost before found—somehow Jan
knew and put...

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baby's hair with a womans eyes
can see right past you as I tantalize
the mere notion of a whisper long to filter
shadows block the vortex of her smile
how you have fought so very hard & fierce
my...

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lavender sprinkled with spice
a splash on her life through a dream
she sits alone in the couch away holding a brush
mystical montage of angelic forces beckoning her call
deep inside she see the bright sign of amber...

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A dead man is hanging in my cellar
How he got there; is  a mystery
But I do remember this fella talking at a saloon
Thick mustache, that curled at the wisp of his seedy breath
Whiskey is...

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Broken
_____________________
Don't you love me anymore,
is it the way I look...
On the inside, I still read the same
even though, there's a different cover on my book.


Have I really changed that much,
more then you can stand
because you...

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A woman's heart

my father always told me
"son don't go breaking no hearts
if you can't take a woman to the finish line
then don't go making any false starts

don't take a woman hearts for granted
treat her with...

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As the day slowly fades into a much welcomed and peaceful night.
   The sound of crickets and bullfrogs serenade me as I turn out the light.
Well I told Jesus a quick summary of...

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