Short Mong Poems

Papano iiwasan ang bagay na matagal na nasasaiyo?
Kung sa tagal ng panahon magkayakap at magkahawak kayo? Ang mga bagay at imahen na pilit
mong nililimot.

Gunita....

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DETROIT IS:

D ynamic
E nergetic
T ough
R evitalized
O ptimistic
I nventive
T riumphant

M ajor
I ncentitives for
C ompanies to
H ighlight
I nventions and
G rowth
A mong
N ew Detroit...

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R evives the heart of others, with upholding,
I nsperation baring, all lost souls, to see loves,
C hamber, thru guiding hands of The Almighty's 
H umbled Ora, shining star, You are,
A mong the Islands of,
R edemtion to set forth, new life, for peace to,
D eliver us all from destruction and havoc.......

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A mong the ash, the beech, the birch they fall,
U nder the boles of white, beige and gray,
T hickening piles, a golden cabal; 
U nvarnished leaves all in disarray. 
M audlin, they lack the rouge kissed spark of red
N earby, oaks brown, await the children's tread. 


* an acrostic done as an English Sestet

9-29-14...

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i'm all for
what do you want

but when the
specials are
more noise

my seat
becomes
more than

avant garde
regardless
of my up

bringing
bringing

me right back
to this page
where i'm

connecting
the dots and
got caught up

where to go next
following freckles
with my tongue a

mong all these
others from
shoulder

to where
they take
me further

don't your
tattoos
point to

some
where
else...

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J oga bonito means play pretty in portages 
O nly the top of all soccer players get a chance
G ot to be able to kick the ball left and right 
A mong them are Christiano Ronaldo, rhonaldino, and many more

B ut not all people can be able to handle this tricks
O nly the chosen few can
N ot just anyone it has to be someone with heart
I n many countries joga players were found 
T hough most of them come from Brazil 
O n the field their great think you can handle us...

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And along came the lil’ Spring flowers
  in there 'mong the springing grass

      Distended visions before me
           as if I were not there

                In the garden
                     yesss
          the flowers did belong   
           and I at the distance
                     yesss
              where I did fit in

             I felt the soft heat
                       and 
                 that scream

                 “it’s Spring”...

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W inter's almost here now the apples are falling down
I n homage have the Winesap's dropped to hoary ground.
N ature nurtures honeybees with each fallen peach.
D eacons rise up home bound spirits with each sermons preached.
F rost has come and nipped the nose, given a rosy cheek
a mong the children in the rye fields, playing hide and seek.
L aughter often lingers with the pumpkins in the fields   
L overs toss in high hay mounds, with thoughts of springtime yields.



Date 9/5/12...

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