Name Narrative Poems

The wind stood still, the stars held breath,
Two voices rose in life and death.
One whispered start, one thundered close,
Each pulled the soul where no one...

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She met him one October day,
When autumn winds had lost their way.
Leaves whispered secrets down the street,
And fate, unasked, had planned their meet.

He smiled the...

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I stand with the world in my hands,
Not because I own it,
But because I believe
A better world begins with me.

One step, I walk a quiet...

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So yall, here are some sayings. Some are from wayyyy back in the day, I’m talking ‘bout the 70’s up to current, and they all...

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The end of days is a term
Dark enough
To make men squirm
And real enough
In a way
To make one consider
His final day…
Without regrets…who’s to say

And doing so...

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Oh Liza, dear Liza. My plane’s going down.
I’m somewhere over the Pacific, but there's nobody around.
Nobody to watch as this hunk of metal falls
No one...

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In Gboko, where the dust motes dance and play,
A town, a city, a people, some would say.
What defines its spirit, a riddle, a quest,
With a...

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"Eons back, we feared the petal's grace,
called beauty pride, and named it place"
"Mistakes were made, but wisdom stayed"
said Thallorin,"not every path must be replayed".

Each bloom...

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Caelith pulsed in the starless seam,
No warmth, just orbit, cold with gleam.
“Equality is just a myth,” it sighed,
“And safety, merely a dreamleaf dried.
A lull to...

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My soul is lifted out of my mind.
In its stead—
filled by the Holy Spirit,
guided in silence by its breath...
like an angry wind held still
above a...

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They will not honor your fragrant breath
They’ll use it as ode, or veil, or death.
Not love, but lack—will wear your name,
Your petals will ache beneath...

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Before soil met seed or the sun claimed the skies,
There bloomed Nefarys, veiled from mortal eyes
Here, blossoms rose from memory’s breath,
Unbound by season, untouched by...

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As we approach the celebration
of our country's founding, one
could view the glass as half empty
Or half full.  Or one could complain
about how far we...

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the angel had a surreal glow that astounded me
I felt star-struck; was she my guardian angel?
She or he? It was impossible to tell which.
The angel’s...

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Don't you know 
It's buffoonery 
To talk to 
A lonely heart 
With charisma
And then leaving!

You didn't stay 
So I went to the
Summer afternoon days. 

...

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