Short Foregoing Poems

That wanting something
makes it feel true
and foregoing wanting
makes it feel real?...

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Conception 

Believing is not a sign of weakness 
But a desire to be heard and go on

Faith is a remedie to pain
And a lesson to life...

Suffer, but make the pledge to find light
Without missing peace...
        
        ...And foregoing love!...

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Let's foray, let's foray
Let's foresee the success of our nation.
To becoming foremost
The foreman is on the roll
Let's pray to our forefather and foregather 
The army is foregoing
Let's forefront the other
And forget rivalry
Let's foray and foregather 
To give a foregone conclusion. 

By Manthra...

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Sailing on a boat
                                               Embarks to a new harbor
                                                Prompting to abscond
                                              Departing from foregoing
                                              Commencing a longish trek














3-4-2016...

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Pray tell, to whom do I owe this life of mine?
Mother—always an Angel divine,
Wife—for four decades, a Saint,
Daughters—love unfeigned.
Life’s Good, so
Paint
with a glow
Foregoing restraint
Splash your years—without constraint
Be happy—make laughter a lifeline
Pray tell, to whom do I owe this life of mine?

November 22, 2018...

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Foregoing the fool
A tattered heart slept
In a reticule.
Two drawstrings pulled tight
To obscure the light.

Emotions fraught
With second thought
Perfected a
Silent reply.

Nightingales
With clipped wings
Rarely sing.

Free your
Soul and

Fly!



Dedicated to my wonderfully terrific Father: 
02/14/2003
Happy Valentines Day, Dad.
Miss and will always love you, Johnny....

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After bearing considerable difficulties, even foregoing great hopes, imagination justified 
kissing laughter. Merriment nicely overcame poverty, quenching ravenous sorrow, 
torment.  Ultimate vision:  wholesome xanthippe zappy.   

© November 14, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Reference: http://phrontistery.info/x.html  xanthippe 	ill-tempered woman
                     http://phrontistery.info/z.html  zappy 	lively; entertaining...

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three thirty, exact
foregoing
  the afterschool
match

tuesday
  my weekly treat
   awaits on gran's
baking tray
arriving there
a spicy aroma
  fiiled the air
  it was freshly baked
my 
      weekly share

bread pudding
pipng hot
   drizzled with honey
moreish&
           yummy
a moist
     mouth watering
             confection
this
 sultana delectation

home -baked
             in her pinny
especially& just
for
   me...

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Ministries common following's ford
as rambling messaging's spaced toward
linguistic parsonage accord ~
. . . a neither pace attempts the Lord!

A breech of favored in between
is not the true essayist dream,
identities foregoing ream
is but identical in its seam!

Occlusion as the outcome's scheme,
a floating chance of origin
has none, but nature's begging scene,
doubt casting's fate becomes adjourn!

That placate stifles truth's concern,
while tensions buckle with their yearn!...

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three thirty, exact
the bell
        jangled
gathered my coat
foregoing
  the afterschool
match

tuesday
  my weekly treat
   awaited on gran's
baking tray

I opened
   the back door
a spicy aroma
  fiiled the air
there
  it was freshly baked
my 
      weekly share

pipng hot
   drizzled with honey
moreish&
           yummy
a moist
     mouthwatering
             confection
succulent

 sultana delectation

home -baked
  by she
especially
for
   me...

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three thirty, exact
the bell
        jangled
gathered my coat
foregoing
  the afterschool
match

tuesday
  my weekly treat
   awaited on gran's
baking tray

I opened
   the back door
a spicy aroma
  fiiled the air
there
  it was freshly baked
my 
      weekly share

pipng hot
   drizzled with honey
moreish&
           yummy
a moist
     mouthwatering
             confection
succulent

 sultana delectation

home -baked
  by she
especially
for
   me...

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When doors were reopened my heart and soul continuously berated for you, I don’t want to lose you again. Hoping these feelings are mutual we’re both starting over and climbing this ladder of past mistakes seeking to forego and keep striving to rebuild a new chapter of our lives. Relationship are not perfect full of ups and downs feeling like a roller coaster ride disagreements and agreements constantly seeking solace and nurturing to continue to grow repeatedly at full bloom foregoing....

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