Short Young A Poems

Sforza's love-child,Bianca
dying so young,a teenager
yet arguments still rage 
did da Vinci portrait,her-
no matter,true or not,
old-age was not her lot

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Long ago, once we were teens,
We all read "Mad" magazines,
Now we read of Peter Fonda passing,
Down the tarmac ever blasting,
Always in a "Sleazy Rider" cartoon,
Forever young, a classic lampoon!...

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Through the jungles of sick suburbia 
He lustfully stalked his prey.
She was only young, a child of just ten
That he took and brutally feasted on.
Savage desires within compelled him
To befriend the pretty Grace;
She so died by his hand, cannibalistic
Urges he boasted were his thrill....

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Jester:

Too young a body
to be trapped
too young a heart
for a chair with wheels

What cruel jester
to lay this card
on one so innocent
still she smiles

Sun glint on buttercup fields
a smile to melt all sorrow
giving beauty without cost
yet again the jester has lost

Sdallen...

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I remember a time when I was young a lightning bolt about struck me,right in front of my home,as I was running full speed before the bolt strayed I felt something push me  I was stunned and afraid.Then I watched in awe as the bolt struck the road.Just one of the many strange things I thought you should know....

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Why should a rose be red?

Danger, caution, blood.

Why should a rose mean love?

Heart break, betrayal, lust. 


Why should I have listened?

Naive, young, a fool. 

Why should I have believed? 

Ignorance, fear, hope.


Why should you be dying?

Revenge, justice, hate.

Why should I follow?

Remorse, guilt ... pain....

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The rain that reached the rural of my roof
Collapsed through ceilings cracked, a crying child
Sometimes I cry myself. A man I mourn
The day that I will die of deaths disease
In tale I tease my thoughts to take back time
When age was young, a yearling of a youth
But brother, I must battle this blind pain
As he that walked with faith on waters will...

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When I was very young a little boy of five,
I had a pair of sneakers that made me feel alive.
They were black with white soles,
discolored and had several holes.
They took me wherever I wanted to go,
in outer space, a pirate ship or a mountain covered in snow.
I did not have much in those day but I would not know,
because my magic sneakers always had me on the go.

JSergi...

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Sergey knew whatever she did would photograph well,
So he let her wander away the autumn day,
Following her, clicking photos

Her innocent look went along well with her 
Come hither hazel eyes,
Her dark hair, such a contrast to her ebony face

She was one of the best models he had seen.
Young, a tad insecure, having no idea how beautiful she was.
He liked these the best....

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When I was young, a dining needle
Was the term we used
To name a flying insect, but
Turns out we were confused.

For darning needle is another
Phrase for dragonfly.
If you see one up close, then you
Will know the reason why.

Its thin and tapered body looks
Like what we’d use to sew,
But “darning” is a word that many
People do not know.

And so a word misheard became
A means of us defining
The dragonfly, which we assumed
Was out to do some dining....

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Calm, comforting, cool as a hairy mountain 
prominent for all to see
A mysterious mix of character, simplicity 
and yet complex is he
Easy going brillance not forced as its 
enhanced smoothly as can be
Friendly to the old and young a beacon so 
bright
Surprising in his manner especially in jokes 
unexpected
Comforting a presence an artist so 
unrelenting
A force sorrow, sadness and sillyness 
repelling 
Even in name likened to honey
Friend and brother Oyin...

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Can’t catch em 

Outlived my time
Click of eyes, no chime
Still young a bantam rooster
Old people seem to lose the rhyme
Can’t catch em like I u-ster
To walk alone it is my path
Lonesome on the fringe
Time sometimes brings a merry laugh
But who am I to whinge
A kiss for lovers in the mist
A cuddle neath the stars
The right one have I maybe missed
Neath Jupiter and Mars

But onward ever onward
To quest and often fail
Knight errant fearless undeterred
He seeks the Holy Grail...

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Reflections in the sky
Ask you to do something
No one else has done

Compassion, self-calming, democracy
All attempts for peace
Honouring our imperfections, our humanity

Tragic thralls
Have no time to learn new ways
Life is death, fear leads their way, to die of loyalty

Conflict helps us grow and change
No time to share our wisdom, our love, our kindness
Bodies bloodied red, countries souls lie dead

Yet still we dream
Of World Peace
So young, a simple one....

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SUNDAY 


 a lifting morning haze
 a lay in laze 
 a murmured rustle of
 times and guardians,
 voices, tea pot lids 
 and neighbours kids 
 arise 
 and set the drapes 
 aside 
 let the sunshine in 
 a rectangle of green 
 a frame of English flowers 
 lovingly proclaim, a 
 English Sunday morn 
 " ted is up " Lynne says 
 "a flirt with tenant "
  nubile young ,a
  blond high strung 
 does he impress 
 I take my coffee
 garden bound to
 see my older brother 
 and finesse...

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