Short Lon Poems

colour of her kiss
vermillion lips
warm n ten-
er tree of
my wrinkles fallin
leaves dry an
shrivelled s-
eeds retu-
rn to lon-
ging ea-
rth...

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Sometimes when I imagined how the world bubbles,
    I feel deep for humanity?.
For goodness sakes how can we separate between
  let say the word Cam and bridge or Lon and don or 
  kan and Iyaka?.
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Drac, Wolf, Frank, and Claude

Bela to Lon, doubtless psychosis,
Karloff insert he needs hypnosis,
those three murmured on,
awe night till scared dawn,
Rain unseen flights for diagnosis.

2020 October 09...

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It hasn't rained for a long time,
I am in a desert. 
Prisoner of my own mind,  
In the unknown,
Searching for loneliness, 
When you live with the idea that 
suffering is a feeling 
You try to go there 
To feel alive....

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Did you hear the Lon Tan Cross is home!
The 521 Australian fallen are honoured
From a Vietnam War so unpopular
Hail the men of the D Company 6 RAR
Who fought the Vietnamese in the rain
In a rubber plantation so out numbered
And those who died with their faces to the foe 
Did you hear Long Tan Cross is home!

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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wanting to 
i did to you
my own
makeup
to make
you

forget my
face as it is 
just a mask
a persona
that can be
erased

like a clown's
upside down
smile doesn't
mean he or she
is unhappy
underneath

so feeling like
the phantom
i operatically
chained you
with not seen
changes ever

before for
you are are
you not
Isabella
and i not
your Quasi

modo...

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Day-161 “My Undraped Lover” 

Around your heart there shines a light
Illuminating the love hidden inside

Around your face there shines a light
Illuminating the smile that sits upon

Once painted by Michelangelo
Often scripted by Thoreau 

The aura of your artistry 
The beauty of your soul

Angelic your innocence
Purity your virginity 

Your Halo I adore
Let me feast upon you more 

							Lon 11/23/2020 # 260...

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9/11/2021  
Twenty years have past  
The memories strong
The tears still flow

Yes, I’ve gone and mourned the site; 
Placed a rose on an unknown name,
Placed a wreath on an unknown grave.

Yes, I’ve prayed for those lost souls.
Sowed hate in my heart,
Hoping it would pass. 
Planted forgiveness in my soul,
Hoping it would grow

Yes, I still hate.
Yet, I still wonder why
I need a cloth to dampen my tears.
							Lon 9/11/2021...

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Day-245 “To My Sweet Valentine”

Yes there were tears
And, yes there were fears
Yet, over the years,
There’s been plenty to cheer
For all we’ve held dear

Sometimes we’ve whined  
Yet often we’ve rhymed
But a glass of wine
And a valentine kiss
Has never left us a-miss

So on this heart shaped day
I’ll give you what may
This poem as a lei
To cherish in your heart
Till life tears us apart

Happy Valentine’s Day My Love

 								Lon 2/12/2021 #349...

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lon lines
and crowded spaces
are are a good thing.
people needing direction
and people not knowing where
they should be.
understanding that coming
 early and having time to look around
and find a nice place to eat and talk.
calling early reserving
 items that may be in demand
having the right amount of money to
get exactly what you were looking for.
Enjoying the show and knowing what to chant
routing for the right guy
and understanding what's going on....

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I love you Bluebird, that I do
And all the dreams I have of you
Are dreams in which you love me too
Of these I've more than just a few

If only I could show you now
How much I love you, also how
I want to show what you can't see
The fragile man inside of me

The man who wants to hold you tight
Who sometimes gets afraid at night
Who longs to hide inside your hug
Warm and safe within your love...

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