Life Narrative Poems

My Precious Daughter, Cheri

Cheri, the Lord has wanted to tell you what He thinks about
you and your life, your walk with Him and, He has
commissioned...

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THE LOST SOUL
By Patricia A. Fleming

Seven AM and I sat at the light,
Watching the train chugging by.
A day like the rest on the way to...

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As my life just keeps on going 
Each day I meet a few 
It may just be a poet
And it may have just been you
...

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I rested my weight on the dated metal green and white glider. I moved back and forth listening to the cracking sound that the glider...

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I just got to the grave today, death was given to you by my infidelity.

Along the way alive, my soul was given death.

Thy Ishq ruined...

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THE DARKEST DAYS OF HER LIFE

The sewing machine, long idle, gathered dust
I discovered it, by chance, in my late mother’s attic.
My hand brushed the protective...

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My mind is just a ghetto now
A burned out, broken neighbourhood;
You'll see wreckage and despair
Where handsome buildings stood.

Here's a crater where a bomb
Took out integrity
Over...

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Shadowy government agencies

Monitoring your data and reading your messages

Keeping and eye on all that you do

Companies who have no compunction too

Do what it's set up...

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What prey tell is the nature of man

Is it to enslave, oppress and cause genocide

Or is it to love to share and to unite

It's hard...

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We have a proclivity for Procrastination

About what we should do to understand the ramifications

Of exactly what we do and how we live

Within this ecological existence

And...

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It looked so right on paper to everyone; but when the night embraced her she was alone, still wanting to believe in love. 

Her footsteps...

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MY STEPMOTHER'S CRUELTY

I am a prisoner in my father's house
I wait until she goes to sleep to get food,
I am no difference to a mouse
My...

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I see you as a priceless treasure, you are as important as oxygen too me, and special like the yellow rose I have no ideal...

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Yes! I am here, sweetheart,  beneath our beautiful oak tree. Autumn leaves, like burning embers, fall from its canopy and float to the ground....

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Dale fell to the ground, shot through the chest,
in shock as Joel paced on up to him,
his last words were “Why?  Why did you...

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Joel just collapsed into the brown dirt,
clutching his face in both of his palms,
cried,”Running Moon, the day that you ‘died,’
was the day my life started...

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For all that day the frantic chase went on,
until evening’s gloom started to spill,
even in the middle of a warm August,
Yukon nights can give a...

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At the remote Carmacks trading post,
during eighteen hundred and ninety-four,
a teenage child, a scared-looking half-breed,
timidly entered through the front door.

Joel Claughtrey barely noticed the young...

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My dear Theo,
    It’s been a week since I committed
myself. I feel quite at home and with
no regrets that I did so....

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