Short Accrue Poems

God in me greets God in you ~ 
Is how love’s blessings accrue...

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all mental concepts are untrue ~
in silence, let wisdom accrue...

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Like smoke, the years accrue and vanish
Still, I am a mystery unto myself!
~*~
3/'13...

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If my dream comes true
Our kids with we two
Fly over the seas of blue
Much money we will accrue
In Paris for my opening debut 


By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX...

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Have I told you lately that I love youse
Ya! Youse guys, it just continues to accrue
With each passing day
More passion youse display
Could pop my hooha, make a mess on my shoe...

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My heart starts leaping like a kangaroo
When I see you standing there wearing just shoes
With eyes all aglow
Leaping to and fro
Ogling your attributes, great sweat balls I accrue...

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centre of both palms
and soles of our feet
are subjected to bliss burns 
by searing magnetic heat

it feels like crucifixion 
ethereal nails driven through
yet enlivened spine signals
God’s blessings accrue...

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receive
we receive
the days
as snow

they occur
as blizzard
they accrue
in drifts

and all
of us all like
antennas sometime
all the time

when the signals
build
when the windsheer
shutters

rush
on tuning
rush
we drift...

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When I meet you
Will you make us two
I promise always to be true
Ever faithful, through and through
Walk hand in hand when troubles anew
Down wrong paths, your goals to pursue
The bond we have, will always accrue
Aisle parade for our wedded debut...

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BIRD HOUSE

One more mom’s day has passed from quantum view.
So many months leap by ~ so many memories accrue.
Ring-a-round the roses grow.
Time moves fast and slow.
I’m cognizant of cuckoos left in queue.

5/15/2017...

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Sugar-coated tongue sway the sea, 
Like lilacs and roses allure the spree.

Barbs dim one's worth, leaving scars to accrue,  
Stripping away dignity, leaving only rue.

Choose thy verbal artillery with grace, 
For they hold the power to create or erase....

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Unless we feel bliss in our bones
How can we say it’s true
Save by smelling love’s pheromones 
As blessings that accrue

Abandoning thought crutch
Imbibing truth by touch
We thank God very much

Life lacks appeal
Unless we feel ...

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Listen to poem:

You cried at losing, as some do;
Not I. Determined to accrue
That credit to my name
I courted and called fame,
I steeled myself and stood,
Rigid -- upright -- and would
Not deign reveal what graced
My form: two faces,
                              both mask-encased....

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shadows
that foolishly
whisper to me
in the darkness
desire for fearful
thoughts to accrue
in my mind -

Unafraid... I belong not to the night.
I lie there apathetic towards them,
Protected by the Lord’s light.
I feel nothing but His peace,
As my dreams start their flight....

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Say a heartfelt "adieu"
to the weight you used to accrue.
Downsize to widen your view,
but keep your barbeque.
For everything, say "Thank you."
Keep your heart and hopes new 
with love and laughter to pursue.
Begin this year with a breakthrough
and be relieved with a "whew!"

12-31-19...

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Andrea!   Gosh darn it!  May shame stir your stew!
All five are favorites (yes, even Ms. Loo),
To pick one or the other would make me feel blue,
And long’s been my summer where sorrows accrue.
So PFFFT! to this poem and PFFFT! to you!


10/8/16
Submitted (with all due respect) for:  CB Contest #1...

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those who hope
we will conspire
with wrong doing
they do trust us
but we must deny
as gently as able
that negative karma
may not so accrue
for they know not
what we do

sometimes we may cause
hearts to be estranged 
not ours but theirs
but no matter
life tests and jests
within this lucid dream...

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I still write your name,
In every single thing I do.
It creates in me a flame,
That still burns through.

I still hear your voice,
In every person's voice.
In it I cannot rejoice,
But I have no choice.

I still cry inside,
When I think of you.
This ocean won't subside,
From tears that still accrue...

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feeling the zing of bliss within nodes of form
wherein our body is the dance floor
as we delight in the performance underway
our childlike heart begs for an encore

as we wish, so it is
each breath that renews ushers a new bliss hue 
vaporised presence becomes divine fizz 
as benedictions of grace so accrue...

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One life you gave me as a gift,
    And yet I never knew
That I could ever show less thrift
    With love where it was due. 

For all I have, I am in debt
    To many, though to you
I am obliged enough to let
    Your hopeful dreams accrue.

Find my poems and published poetry volumes at www.eton-langford.com...

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New year 2017


New year begins as a new chapter to be written afresh....
Make sure it is worth reading time and again,
Let the goodness of earlier pages troll an impetus....
So the buoyant spirits breathe in zeal and inner faith,
May successes accrue as we all rise in absolute grace!



Written January 1st, 2017...

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Memories of days splashed with rue, 

Misgivings accumulate 

Penalties accrue

For when thine judgements of foolhardiness come due

Tis then that you realize that your days here are but few

After touching the bottom rock with the sole of your shoe 

Only then

Can you ascend 

And set your compass 

To true...

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Whatever the case
Circumstance aside
I come to this place
I feel safe inside

I pull the doors to
I flip off the lights
Emotions accrue
As I sit down to write

Blank paper with ink 
Safety surrounds
I easily think
With absence of sound

A moment for me
And no other soul 
I set my thoughts free
Alone, I feel whole...

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Ego’s the one in us who grieves
but what is the force that retrieves
stuporous soul from deep slumber,
to behold the world in wonder,
breath by breath and day after day,
ensuring we joyfully play,
forgetting our soul’s origin,
revealed to us as bliss virgin,
each hue new like the morning dew,
of God’s blessings that so accrue?...

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My time is consumed,
and I feel marooned
in the jungle 
of trouble
left in the wake
of my mistake.

All my hobbies
like zombies
are brain dead,
dread and unfed,
in the graveyards
of old time cards.

And yet I still write
late into night
when the shame
and the blame,
the folly of you,
won't accrue 

on the deficit edge
of the ledger....

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