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Andy O’(Snaps fingers rhythmically) The air hangs thick with midnight blue/And the city hums a graffiti tune/ a voice cuts through, a velvet blade/Andy O’, where stories are made/Poet, Musician, Broadcaster's soul/Navigating the sonic scroll of a downbeat that will never fade/KUVO Jazz, a haven's light/On Sunday nights, banishing the uptight/The Nightside a whispered...

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He dwells in all but none know Him save in a bliss squall when thought forms dim He framed laws to govern that we may be as He feel love’s bliss burn God’s light see heart is His home igniting love’s incense prayerfully chanting Om know light is our essence barren without love we die a pure intent in us arises to God we wingless fly embracing surprises we...

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Let’s get this show on the road, The car's still empty and we can't seem to load Susie's applying makeup, Jake’s playing video games, Mary’s scrolling her socials, where friends call her names. I want to get to the airport, I want to be clambering into an Impressionist painting of the sea Ride the chestnut ponies, get back to something real, My...

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Jill Nando hosted "Crimewatch" a TV show She was shot dead, who did it we don't know. Lot of cases not solved, not even all crimes known Keep a low profile or enter a danger zone. Plutonium was found in Karen Silkwood's refrigerator She was a whistleblower, did her company hate her? She died a few days later in a fatal...

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The Merger of Clowns where the two are out performed by amatuers Sorrow the pains of birdseeds that were thrown at the frowning two cursing and swearing they ruined the moods of many in attendance there boozey breathe also noticed by there challengers in song the lose it dance they have been defeated the balloons were pitiful and there costumes were somethey had worn the night before they bottles of...

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BONFIRE NIGHT LINE 1. november the fifth- } 2. layered rolls of liquid fog }...

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The flower closed Tired of seeking answers Why things happen? Why no rain when needed? It's time for acceptance Answers cannot be found The importance of growth, is going with the flow Until the sun shines again... Until the warmth renews... into a blooming show again 6/14/25...

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Haiku in English a strict 5/7/5 the most difficult to contrive Tanka adds a couplet 7/7 show then tell the poetic leaven...

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One day, the mirror didn't show me my face, but a universe hidden beneath my eyelids, A version no one meets, a world of public smiles and hidden wounds, Held together by deep silences and storms of anger, a thousand unspoken words like lonely stars, The mirror didn't ask how I was, but painted my nights when I...

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Picture a dusty village road Where two stubborn goats One older full of pride Another younger and very agile Face each other on a narrow bridge Neither want to back down They lock horns in front of the whole village Each claiming the right of way On the edges, villager elders watched on Placing bets on who fights better Turning merchants for their...

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Talus Sports Wrestling From the Desk of; Non Sono Affari Tuoi President of Sports America LLC Metacognition___________________________Promoting or Organizing ...

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My God has me and you in the palm of His hand. There is no safer place for any woman or man. That's when there is never a reason to fear. Because the One who controls all things is near. No matter how many things start to go wrong. He will make sure as you go through you'll stay strong! Troubles...

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hello lovely poets nothing much Tom and Jerry show or showing off...

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I do not live in Missouri But I want to be shown Those who are in a hurry Often give facts overblown I cannot be told to believe in this or that My experiences are vast, decidedly phat I will make up my own mind if you please Some of the stuff I read is gleaned out of cottage cheese...

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Night is pending. Not even the most anxious can avoid time. Day after day I dread the the death of nothing that the night spawns. The TV becomes my best friend~ a window of light in the abyss. Old TV shows are brighter than the new. Tonight I choose The Andy Griffith Show. I put my earphones in, and turn the volume down (on the off chance sleep embraces me) and I...

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