Long Your place or mine Poems

A point of view that I first saw
back in my college years
now seems to be quite everywhere,
and that’s reason to fear.
That moral relativism
the toxic left promotes
strikes me as at the greatest evil,
and it has made...

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I'm named Delysia (sic) Patricia. This poem was 
inspired by Chris De Burgh's "Stripper" song.  
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ABwDWwYX0Q4.

A buxom beaut
ill of repute
amply endowed with bits to spare
undoubtedly cute
without dispute
had a penchant her wares to lay bare
...

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The doctors just confirmed it what deep down I already knew, I’m dying from a broken heart and there is nothing that I can do
Do I laugh or do I break down and cry, maybe...

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Driving along on a bright, cold winter day, I made a decision to alter my way, to take a trip air a place I remember, that was a part of me.

I progressed along and doubt...

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the soul
that thinks it has a right to my body.
Ungrateful—
it does nothing but complain.

And really, what right does it have?
It has it too good—so good
that, what?—
it just needs something to cry about?

Even if the pain...

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"Bittersweet memories that is all I'm taking with me . . ."
(From, The Bodyguard)
______________________________________

           I'm just getting started-   again, again
   ...

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The curse of immortality

Live always in the world, in the universe, and alone
No age, no childhood, no adult life, no old age. Non
Just live continuously, can’t stop life, just live. A life

Always a life, cannot...

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Verse 1- I thank my granny for this part of me,  my momma for the honesty, Jesus for a brand new day, and your daddy for you , cause Lord I must be living...

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A place of sorrow that brings such comfort,
One of death yet cherished by the living,
The lines of tombs and ancient burials mean naught,
Compared to the hidden glories beneath the covering,
Tree of stately age and unerring...

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Deep inside i cried and i cried
  wanted to scream but my voice had died
  You used me, you had your fun
  i  knew it but i had no where to...

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As I sit back at watch the world become depraved
I think about the one foot I have in this instagrave
The countless angles, of shoot after shoot
Late night edits, trying to find my proof

That what I...

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She told me that we're friends forever, 
I thought it's bliss and not a chain, 
But all this seemed like having shambles, 
My glory wont gain, would remain the same

She told me it's the best...

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How did this island stranger find
The white rose of Tennessee
I don't know but I'd love to get
To know you better oh HAWAIIAN
HAWAIIAN STRANGER...
Well I can't believe it's true but
The dream of dreams is finally coming
True,...

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Vibrantly thrilling...
such romantic experience prevails
as I recall those moments 
when soul lingered in sublime ecstasy
midst delightful heartbeats
expressing joyous countenance---
blest indeed!

Reverberating with bliss…
such romantic story still reigns
as I picture the one-flesh* union
enclosed around fidelity-covenant
during assertion of...

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This freeing point reminds me,
Of Thy removal of all my pain.
This growth confirms in one seed,
Thy ability to change every grain.

This feeling restores my hope in Thee,
Of who I am and where I’ll be.
I find...

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She will remember all the speckles of color in your eyes and tell you that they remind her of stars.
You will be her universe.
She will hold your hand as much as she can because it...

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Title:  Rhyme Time 3
Across the dappled common areas,
Close to the stone in-crested buildings
Of the university, most masterfully, well built, solid
His steps fell into place with mine.

I felt his breath on the nape of my...

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I'm sorry I have my dad's tendency of disappearing, not-answering, not texting back. I was born with my moms fear of being attached. She lost her dad when she was a baby, she sees me...

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I stopped awhile, to rest my legs, and spied a crevice in the wall
where mossy stones, and flagstones, lost, are hidden in the vines
I'm quite intrigued, so I must squeeze, and curl myself into a...

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I thought that I been in this place before I thought that I seen her face before I actually thought that I was in this position In this same spot but I guess not Seeing...

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I have another intriguing tale from the seventies
My dogs and I were parked up in Colston park
a favourite place of mine to stop and do some DX-ing
I put up an ariel hoping to catch some...

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You’re touching me, but I’m unaffected 
You worry of what I’ve become 
Disconnected, I welcome in the cold 
It feels so good to just go numb 

All I feel is static 
Know that my response...

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LET'S GET IT ON any which way you desire
it doesn't matter to me let's just get it on
oh baby, baby, baby and do it all night long
LET'S GET IT ON, LET'S GET IT ON...
your place...

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By Laura Dee Battle
November 24, 2014

Aged a lifetime in the span of a year
Between right and wrong; the pain in my tears
I fear this is all I will ever get to know
The gloom in the...

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breakIng free, my demons come,
through fAithless walls of pride and fear
aNd though I try my best to hide,
it seems though its Never Enough
to save mE from the power of the Dark

for mY weapOns power far...

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