Adventure Voice Poems

Land line is the first telephone
A fixed-line, and wireline telephone connection that uses metal wires 
Networked attachments by wires, poles
Done by public switched telephone networks...

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I rode a train on one fine day 
to gorgeous place so faraway, 
where my mind and soul would venture 
on a journey called adventure....

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It isn’t the voice of Aristotle, Plato, Shakespeare or Anton Chekhov riding down red square. It isn’t the voice of Adolf Hitler rumbling underground or...

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I find in prayer a balm for my worn soul,
A soothing salve to ease my aching heart,
A solace when life's storms beyond my control,
A way...

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Upon a littered path I trod, alone,
A companion sought in my wanderings.
From afar, a peculiar man appeared,
In an abandoned caravan he resided.

Clad in tattered, sleeveless...

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Double rainbow 
Double check 
Zodiacal Light 
With baby birds...

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"The Road Less Traveled"

Not all roads diverge in a wood,
Some lead to places misunderstood.
They wind and twist, never straight,
Leading us to a different fate.

While others...

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The Wind, Its So Alive, by Davieo David Rothchild

The Wind
It shoves
It dives
It screams
It cries
It Lies
It blasts
It laughs
It farts
It spooks
It ambushes
It roars
It fights
It dances
It Prances
It Rides
The...

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The moon likes to hide 
to arouse the yearning for life
Longing of Longing
Life in urge

Aby M....

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Dar o dewar hila day
Meray minar gira day
Mujhay mukti dila day....

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the forest is silent and deep 
we transverse the seasons of sleep 
the depth of unknown regions 
in our collective darkest past 
silent and deep...

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I hear in a whisper, in a whisper
In a still small voice;
I hear the wind in the trees;
A sparrow talking to me;
Singing
I HEAR THE COMFORT...

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I used to play with my bricks, creating walls that surrounds me
Hoping that this will protect my inner peace of this troublesome world
Hand by hand...

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Hello, Oblivion am I welcomed to thy realm?
            down into the darkness 
 ...

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Life on Earth is but a brief interlude,
watercolors fading, becoming air.
Yet, loving once surely we could conclude
love is the purpose of our being there.
Night upon...

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