Long Worth its salt Poems

This is the 1st half of a 2-part piece a tad too long for a single posting - a tale likely very close to factual - 


An ivory-tinted fluffy billow drifted through the sunrise -...

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A mystery to some, but not to me,
why one would call thee, "Lady"
Other beetles could be called fair,
some would even argue scholarly

But gentlemanly?

Now that's a stretch
if I ever heard one
Have you ever seen a bloke...

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If I was ever to be blessed 
With the gift of an only child
And I was given the option 
To choose the sex also too
I would choose to have a baby girl

I know a Father...

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Not wishing to cause offence offence when somone calls me 'friend' but are not really 

one not bothering to ask others or me my name, only their mishappen mission counts. 

Should I give stentorian rebuke...

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WARNING: THE CONTENTS OF THS POEM MAY BE
DANGEROUS TO YOUR PHYSICAL AND MENTAL WELL-BEING

(Photo of the Two Lovers is available on contest site),

As any physical therapist worth his salt will tell you
   These...

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~The Male Menopause~

Did you know girl's, men run on hormones too?
They are not so different girls from me or from you
But when a man reaches his fifties he becomes unstable
To blame it on the woman...

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Artemide Cacciatrice (2)

The carriage trip – who’d like the factual version?
That whole idea was Tuzia’s, never mine.
“Let’s take a carriage for a day excursion,
and have a picnic on the Aventine –
we’ll see the Seven Churches!”...

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Sarah earned her salt in the Carolina hills
The year was 1800, they mined to pay the bills
The ground was hard and rocky, the winters were bone chilling
The Cherokee were a mixed lot, some friendly some...

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I hear you, Mother. Calling me.
To walk upon you with naked feet.
And feel your breath caress my face,
and find in you my sacred space.
This ache in my heart grows ever stronger,
I can't ignore your call...

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Ribbons of confetti are streaming
out of the surviving building's with people hanging from them

And everyone to be seen in this 
procession is both smiling happy
and partying to the sound of
accompanying victory triumphant
blarring music

As on this...

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Playing To Win 2 (contd)

Learn to be strong in your head and also tighten your all round play...
When it is the rubber set, stay calm and recall again your game play....
Don't let the final set...

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Every journey worth its salt has rocky places
Bank to bank filled with frothing white water, 
The economics of avoidance, steering a lean course, 
Avoiding higher peaks that thrill - vouchsafed to others.
Rest days taken during...

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Being Worth Your Salt

The Holy Spirit was speaking to me about being worth
my salt; not working my way to Heaven, it has nothing
to do with that.  The Blood of Jesus is the only sacrifice
that...

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I have started to loathe everything about me.
My heart seems pale and dull.
My face seems to lose its colour,
very soon all that will remain will be my bones and skull.

My heart is wandering in the...

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Enough of golden daffodils, romance and paths not taken
Let's lend poetic airing to a subject quite forsaken.
An opportunity's emerged to give a little plug
To that much lambasted creature called the common garden slug.
Though snails have...

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If a pickle brings a paddle
To a party in the fall,
And the court is colored umber
And it looks just like the ball,
Would you relish the cucumber
Who was forced to make the call,
Or the dill-ettante not...

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Walk away they said!
Walk away,
He's not worth the salt
Put in his bread.

Walk away, you are beautiful 
And smart...
Those are the same words 
He whispered...Of course,
They couldn't have known.

Stop looking so sad, they
Cautioned, try a smile...

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Uncanny as the truth may often be, 
A sailor worth his salt will quickly cede; 
There's more than godly made beneath the sea.

Alow, where neither fish nor man can see,
Obscured, the worst of Hell and...

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I clearly detect all that swirls this blue green world, 
and all that toss me about like a ship on the ocean.
I hold the wheel within my hand, my ships Captain.
Keeping fixed to a horizon,...

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Why won’t he clean up after himself?
Why won’t she feed herself?
Why won’t they move out?
What are my values?
How are they different from yours?

Is there even enough time for a thorough understanding of who you are?
Would...

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I try to be a poet worth his salt
who daily prods his muse, urging it 
to offer up a cogent phrase or 
heartfelt rhyme, but then instead

I slump in vacuous stupor, devoid
of verse, for hours...

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Mirth giving worth, O salt and light of earth!
To those corrupt and dying in the dark
Most destitute, deprived of dual birth 
Devoid of truth, with cold divineless spark
Where canst thou find a glaring contrast stark?
Their...

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No criminal worth his salt

Or is good at his job

Is behind bar's and in prison

They are rather in hiding 

Careful planning what job
to take on next

To fund retirement

Not out spending i'll gotten gain

Just waiting for...

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A museum worth its salt
Has a gift shop that is cool.
If it doesn’t, I’d find fault
And be let down, as a rule.

For when I’ve seen all the art
Or the science that’s displayed,
I will often do...

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Please do not stumble along the uneven path
i have trodden upon.

i do not claim to have any secret knowledge 
insight or gifts
gleaned from my sojourns,
they are always laid bare or barely laid,
like the greatest of...

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