Long Yarning Poems

Hope for richly resonant peaceful warmth
wraps perfectly and mutually redeeming moments
correlatively weaving absorbent straining ropes
woofing full wefted tapestry
through subtly suggestive tipping points
predicting dissonantly ruddered resolutions,
transitioning shuttering events,
prophesying regenerate Tree of Life RootSystems

Crowning eco-nomially balanced appositional...

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Day of a Coming, It is there in the mist of time. There in the mist of the night 
somewhere there in a cloud of the night. It is a mist about that fills the...

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I was working for John Arnold fitting out some shower screens.
"Make sure you're wearing armored pants" had me wonder what he means.
Then he handed me an order form; John Booth’s house was my trip.
‘Boothys’ bloody...

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I know how it feels like when there isn’t anybody around to counsel you in your distress.
I know how it feels like when confidentiality has been bridge.
I know how it feels like when the world...

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The eerie silver blue visage of the moon is only light besides camp fire
In the young hearts yarning for freedom fuels desire
Their courage is something to admire
It’s not easy to change blood to ice when...

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Battle between the heart an mind 
By Dakota Cowan

My heart lies awake yarning for you
Every sleepless night she finds something new
To hold onto like glue
You linger through my mind as slow as a slug
All he...

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Once upon a time
Behold the stream of everlasting dote 
The fiddle and a young stag 
Cute, happy, naive young love
Happiness lighten their infinite world 

Hidden deep in those pages of memories 
Prompt the deed sad...

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Before I met you my life wasn’t complete
There was always something empty inside
An acing sadness that needed to be full-filled
I felt a yarning to hold someone forever

Then one day without even looking there you were
You...

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Once upon a time in a new day dawning
In the crack of time between night and morning
Something caught me from yarning
It was sweet but felt like a warning
That death is night to life of a...

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Candy Cotton Sky.
.
Snow white wisps of cotton candy
Patches of vivid blue peeking through
The yarning sun awoken by joyful pleasant bird song  
As a gentle warming breeze Stirs the pretty flowers
Kissed by moisten droplets of...

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Will the president be in truce? 
Shahid Qadri

No. Not the chair, table , the sofa set , the shelves, these do not belong to me
The tree, pond, flowing water only these
Hair, chin, curvature, knees, these...

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Eyes open, Mouth yarns,
Arm stretched.
Yet,  my feet haven't touched the ground.
Heart beats,  Ears itch.
Still mustering up the energy to put my feet on the ground.
Sun shines in between the lines of the blinds
Feeling...

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I don't know what I am
Waiting for, on this chair, 
Near you, and with a book in my hand.
Silence occupied, you on your work
But what am I waiting for
Near you? 

Blank in the mind, 
But...

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Free love

I am entrenched in this silly little thing called love, called life, called hope. 
Things that once flew by me like the free bird I've become to know of you as.
Your soul has me...

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