Short Ince Poems

I-t's

M-e
I-ntensely
S-eeking
S-ince

Y-ou're
O-ff
U-ndertaking

Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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S ince I arrived 
I n Poetrysoup
L acking in
E very poetry skill,
N ever once has
T his master doubted me.

O ne tremendous teacher.
N ever disappoints with 
E ach new poem he pens....

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S ince I've gotten on in years,
E verything seems to have changed.
N ow when I walk into a room,
I t seems things have been rearranged.
L ittle things just here and there,
E xchanged, somehow made different.

M ost explain it easily,
E xcuse you, senile, Me?...

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E-ver since you've been around, 
L-aughter and fun fill the day; 
I-t's the sun that has risen, 
S-ince the fog fades 
A-way. 

M-orning has just broken, 
U-sing the light that's been found; 
T-wenty-second of October is bright, 
Y-es, ever since you've been 
A-round....

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A faraway place
Frequently forgotten
Given to much social unrest 
Hardly known, never understood
And
Never completely tamed
In spite of decades of turmoil
Since overrun by power-hungry
Taliban
And
Never likely to be civilized...

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E-ndless blessings overflow, 
D-awn again starts to shine; 
W-eather seems so good
I-n the morn of May
N-ine.

B-lessings never run dry, 
A-s the river does the same; 
L-ight from the sky above
I-s burning like eternal flame.
S-ince time immemorial, dew drops in the meadow; 
A-lmighty God is letting endless blessings overflow....

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S-ince you were a child, 
A-lmighty God did send
L-ove and care to your life
I-n His mercy without
E-nd.

F-rom your mom's womb, 
E-ternal God had given you   
R-ight elements of a human, 
R-ight before His own view.
E-arly June twenty-second, you were born in the world so wild; 
R-ight path was shown to you, since you were a child....

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R-egards from long lull 
O-pen the sound of silence; 
S-ince the last time of wish, 
E-very day is in quiet sense. 
M-aking a talk anew 
A-ims to start a conversation; 
R-eading between the lines 
I-s a good kind of 
E-lation. 

S-unday December twenty-fourth 
A-llows the hush night to end; 
D-awn denies the cold chill, 
I-ce is broken 
A-gain....

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Bravery with no constraints
On show of the minds might and power
Irrespective of competition or opposition
Done deals finally achieved and executed
Necessitated by a confrontational desire to
Eclipse any difficulty on passion’s road
Since this is from within, it’ll
Show no signs of fear or defeat...

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“P recise Aurora
 A sea of fertility
 S haring the lunar cow flown
 S ince God only knows
 U nknown the core could be cheese"
 S urmised the Man in the moon


"P resently Luna
 A sea of storms, clouds, showers
 S haring that has become known
 S upreme only knows
 U nbeknown how much gold there be"
 S poke the Lady in the moon


9/6/2017  Updated 5/14/2019...

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E-arly morning sunrise
L-ights the day brand new; 
O-ne twilight has turned
I-nto a dawn out of the blue.
S-ince you were born
S-adness has gone away; 
A-fter the loneliness leaves, follow the dark and gray.

M-onth of January 
A-t the twenty-fourth dawn; 
G-ood greetings and regards
A-re sent to your direction.
N-o matter what may come, my wishes will warm your heart; 
A-s long as the world is round, your hope trials won't thwart....

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Hear Me, O God! A broken Heart, Is my best part;
Use still thy rod, that I may prove therein thy love.
If thou hadst not been stern to me, but left Me free, I had
Forgot myself and thee time.
For sin's so sweet, as minds ill bent rarely repent, untill they meet
Their punishment who more can crave than thou hast done,
That gav'st a $on, to free a $lave? first made naught with all
$ince bought ABOVE my loss as sure to win under dive cross six wishes....

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Poetry Soup There are so many things I love about you:

"P" your alpha - etches pride within forming an
 O  asis by which to harbor my inner feelings- my
 E  xasperator of all that understood me not.
 T  enderer of non judgemental praise which,
 R  aises courage capable of
 Y  ielding elated works of art.

S   ince we've first met the 
O  il of your very poetic pen has
U  nleashed a passion for you no other
P  en can begin to create.


Valerie Sherman
1/9/2012...

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