Short Archives Poems

I feed a stray cat
all God's creatures great to small
humbled food archives...

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Noiselessly floating-
on those silky windless wings
in life's brief moment.

(one of my first Haiku-  archives 2001)...

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The Calm

The moon floats patiently
     Soft stars break beyond
Planets seeing everything
     Heaven lights the calm.

(from my archives - 2001)...

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Millennia of stories in 
Earth’s archives; 
tales told of every species.  
Text book of life, 
bone history class, 
is always in session.
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The sillies are popping up thick and fast
Hard to keep up, my archives are vast
My eyes are crossed
From my bum there's exhaust
Really kinda worried bout a nuclear blast...

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The sillies are popping up thick and fast
Hard to keep up, my archives are vast
My eyes are crossed
From my bum there's exhaust
Really kinda worried bout a nuclear blast...

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The sillies are popping up thick and fast
Hard to keep up, my archives are vast
My eyes are crossed
From my bum there's exhaust
Really kinda worried bout a nuclear blast...

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For the record,
Archives of the soul,
Parchments of remembrance,
Notes from yesterday,
Diary of memories,
Chapbook of tomorrow.



September 6, 2022.
Bitesize Poem No. 52 Poetry Contest, 
Line Gauthier....

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The sillies are popping up thick and fast
Hard to keep up, my archives are vast
My eyes are crossed
From my bum there's exhaust
Really kinda worried bout a nuclear blast


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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   Blocked out, the memories
     of what ruined our young lives

   Grievous errors of judgment made
     long-buried in archives
  
   Suddenly retrieved, along with our tears
     ~ over such trifles washed oceans of years...

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Explaining My Thoughts?
Miracle Man
(Archives)

Trying to explain some thoughts
Is like trying to discern why I had them;
But then, thoughts aren’t meant to be explained
And more often than not, go unshared;
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The Look
(from my archives)
Tom Wright
Posted 8/21/2021

Oft times
the silence of a stare,

Conveys more
than any tongue could say.

Whether tender look,
or menacing glare,

It reverberates
throughout the day.
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Tom’s Prayer
(From my archives)
Posted 8/20/21

Lord,
Give me a greater desire
to be as the tree,

One willing to stand all day
with arms outstretched toward you.

Doing those things for others
that only you will see.
Amen
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Tax Increase
Miracle Man
(From my archives)

Most who believe in wealth sharing, 
Generally have their eyes on another’s wealth.
I strongly believe in sharing, and do,
but I also believe that I should be the one 
who decides who I share it with;

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Short Poem About Life
Miracle Man
archives

If we live our lives without reason or rhyme,
life won’t be a thrill ride from start to finish.
We’ve forgotten that we were a prisoner of time,
and each sunrise added to our diminish. 


Life is what we make of it
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Artists throughout the ages
purportedly with strange, and often tragic, lives–
lore’s pages.	 

Some from past files– 
Van Gogh, Picasso, Matisse, Beuys–
quaint styles. 

We laud
them now in archives– 
Odd

Artists throughout the ages–
Van Gogh, Picasso, Matisse, Beuys–
Odd...

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IT’S NOT ABOUT HORSES
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS



There Is a Truism That to a Few Is Known
Search Deep the Archives Were it Is Sown

"AIN"T A HOSS THAT  CAN'T BE RODE
 AIN"T NO MAN THAT CAN"T BE THO ED "

Fools Will Proceed with Mundane Discourses
Never Are Aware That it's Not about Horses...

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 Devotion

Even though we understand
it's not the way we had it planned

But, day by day and hour by hour
love and truth to give us power

Hand in hand we walk alone 
turning over each new stone

Slow but sure we make our way
eternity in each new day.

(my archives - May 1981)...

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Like the changing season
Comes new love
All shapes with colors
Making calls
The short and long of it all
Brings lasting pictures
In the archives
Winter with it's falling snow
Fall with dressing in total recall
Spring raining seed full means
Summers ground visiting
Suns sky


Spare Moment  10/26/10...

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I thank the Lord for the glide of day
And the kind provision of bread;
None has a debt with the sky
That he may claim his right to be fed.

All depend on the Lord's beneficence,
His mercies and immense compassion;
All amenities found in His garrisons of munificence,
And His inexhaustible archives of love!...

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Laziness Is A Choice
Miracle Man
(from my archives)

Many are content to go through life hitching rides,
but I prefer to work and drive a car;
Those going through life constantly seeking a handout
Will always have their hand out,
and just enough in it to keep their gut from growling.




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fatty big 


There’s something about humor

that suffocates my soul

ha- ha soul

a frivolous statement

that drowns out the pornography

and leaves the lust 

in the un-boiled kettle

of a winded self

to  be left and

blown through another day

with the completion

of an undying element

which silly people call

love...

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You cannot ever stand me,
I cannot stand you,
You are not like me,
You are everything I need,
You are everything I am not.
Thanks for sweeping my heart away,
Make yours the trash bin,
And keep only mine in there.
Bend it, you can mend it,
Tear it, if you want to keep it
Forever jigsawed.
This feeling is not from the archives.
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Dreamland

Walk with me in the land of dreams
     walk with me in peace

Where the grass is green, the sky is blue
     where wonders never cease

Hand in hand we'll explore this place
     together you and me

Til morning light begins the day
     til we're no longer free.

(sweet dreams everyone) 

(my archives - June 1979)...

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Here
Now
Living
Purity
Immorality
Darkness, my crystal chandelier
Forgot how  to sparkle in ballrooms now full of mud
Integrity is packed in soundproof boxes, shipped to the archives, sealed, wrapped in duct 
tape.
A re-occurring  dream goes on and on and on: laughing water fountains slapping my wingless 
shoulder blades, as they blind me I step on life.......

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