Revisited Poems - Poems about Revisited

C-oming H-ome A-gain R-eally L-ets E-mpty N-ook E-xperience P-ure A-nd S-olid C-heerfulness, A-s S-orrow I-s O-ver ©bfa051725 Monocrostic (Birthday of Charlene Pascasio) ...

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An outcast this night, I mournfully sigh with gloom: but, I make war, fight! to defeat my rising doom, and defend my haunted tomb. ...

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(A lone voice whispers) Every clock in here Even these old white wooden ones As they tick so regimentally Reminds me of you Every single second Every single minute Carries luminescent memories Of all the wild but lovely things We used to do together As they suddenly manifest Like a magician's trick Of pulling a red rose Right out of the blue And if...

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I wrote this on a bus ride through the city An early morning excursion with no sleep A chance encounter flooded by unknown Original reference AM/PM 26 years ago The gritty rhyme blindly spoke for itself Like the back of a smoke-filled jazz club Notes transporting me to another place Destination decided with no destiny For certain...

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When I was born, my parents rejoiced, My feeble cries, their sweetest noise. A sheath of joy embraced their hearts, A love that never would depart. When I wed, two souls entwined, Our faces beamed, our hearts aligned. Though life's road was yet unclear, Happiness whispered, always near. When our children graced the earth, Their smiles were joy of boundless worth. Even miles apart, their...

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Having less suffering more Doors were slamming wolf at the door Arriving first finishing last Spiraling downward — perdition recast (The New Room: February, 2025) ...

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An army of mites reside in our lashes With mouths and tiny claws Along the road to human evolution This was surely a major flaw Astronauts strangely can't burp in space What useless dribble is that Felines can have over one hundred kittens Now that's one pooped out cat Some atheists put up Christmas trees An identity crisis for sure A cow can poop up...

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If it isn't my old friend Ebenezer, why you ugly grizzled geezer! Have some tea (or soup) of barley, This is your pal, Jacob Marley. You needn't be so ghostly white. There is no reason for your fright. You've been reading evil books. That explains your worried looks. You won't hear rattling chains or moans. Your business practices, I condone. Money's good everywhere, even heaven's...

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I said, "let's do this" John said "Okay , if you'd like to follow me" And took me downstairs to what seemed like a medical facility There were about five others in the room waiting for me to arrive I couldn't help but wonder if I'd get out of this experience alive. They started up a strange looking machine...

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It's been just over seven months since I fell off the roof I'd never believed in miracles, but they happen I'm proof Apart from a limp when walking I was feeling quite well And that I'd suffered a horrific injury you just couldn't tell. Life returned to normal, and my physio was pleased with me She said, "It can take...

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As I was walking in the silence of the morning.. thinking of a friend who died…shedding a few tears… I started thinking how my relationship with silence has changed over the years. I have stood mesmerized…in a field…surrounded by the silent falling snow…. I’ve watched the clouds silently change shape as across the river of sky they flow. I’ve laid...

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Georgy Porgy, far from shy, Kissed the girls, I don’t know why. Such a thing, for me and you, Seems a funny thing to do. And Nurseryland was in a whirl, For Georgy Porgy was a girl ...

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AH! POLICY ... Politicians mock politicians Democracy groans every day and the people vote without thinking! WEATHER FORECASTS Rain comes, heat stifles, unpredictable phenomena predictions always fail ON THE MARKET ON THE STOCK EXCHANGE On the market, on the stock exchange despair, euphoria... analysts They only get it right when they get it wrong...! ...

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Our desecrations, burning Old Glory ~ sad exchange for soldiers' blood ...

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In a house, half-mad, with mother and dad, And a labyrinth he couldn’t escape - He trudged the maze, with a string ball, so sad. The sky’s warm, gay orb, too, was round in shape. So pretty was she, he dreamt as he marched, And he constructed a bright plan in his head, Sweating through shirts which...

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