The Next One Hundred Years
~Worked the mines like the men that came before me,
took the job from a man who went away to war.
Over time this desperate place would prove to be
a place from hell that was not worth fighting for.
Black lung took my father and his brother,
and it seemed that was the way it had to be,
but I
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Categories:
years, conflict, courage, pain,
Form: Lyric
Years of Horror
I can't help but wonder if we could even fix it anymore.
I don't know if I could ever forget crying there on the floor.
And I can't help but feel that all our future has in store,
Is years, and years, and years of horror.
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Categories:
years, abuse, anger, break up,
Form: Rhyme
In the olden days, like about five years ago'
Take a trip to the west from town..Till you
Arrive at kryal castle..It was the first one
Around..You can see knights jousting? Sit in
The great hall.' I ate fresh baked bread there
Still warm, dipped in fresh cream..peasants
Fare.' To get a feel for the scenes.' For how it
Was in a medevil age, n'all.' There is chance to image
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Categories:
years, anxiety, appreciation, courage, emotions,
Form: Ballad
More Than A Soft Toy
As she lays tucked in her white crib,
she hugs her brown monkey.
Other animals fill her crib,
but she chooses the brown monkey.
Why one may ask?
even as a baby she has a choice to make.
As the years go by she wants her brown monkey,
for love and peace no other animal will do.
The years pass by as she
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Categories:
years, animal, baby, child, fun,
Form: Free verse
Seventy Years Without a Whisker
I lived seventy years without having whiskers
but then one popped out of my chin
it was thick and long
tweezers bent when they tried to pluck it
the whisker laughed at my attempt at removal
he was tough and determined to remain in place
he has been imbedded in my chin for two years now
it will be three at the
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Categories:
years, age,
Form: Free verse
New Years Resolution
My new year’s resolution was to lose some weight.
Cut down on take outs and use smaller plates.
So I joined a gym to try and get fit
But lost my breath on the stairs, so took the lift.
My favourite ambition is to learn to cook.
But my food never looks like the recipe books.
The end result is often
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Categories:
confusion, dedication, new years
Form: Rhyme
OPERATION JULIE PENNY SERVED 9 YEARS IN LONDON PRISON GARGANO JAMAICAN MULES
IT'S HARD TO SLEEP KNOWING GARGANO JAMAICAN TALIBAN IDENTITY THIEVES MULES LEAVING TORONTO TO GLASGOW TO CALIFORNIA BEING AN FBI CONFIDENTIAL HUMAN SOURCE IT'S TRULY HARD TO SLEEP AFTER ALERTING THE FBI 2003 TAMPA MULES BREAKING INTO MY HOME FOR GARGANO THIS ROLLED OVER ALL THE JAMAICAN DEALERS CONVICTED EXILED AS A RESULT OF MY
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Categories:
years, allah,
Form: Naat
Hurricane Katrina - 20 years later
On August 29, 2005, Hurricane Katrina stormed through New Orleans and Louisiana. The only difference was, in New Orleans (intentional or not), the levees broke. The flood waters flooded the 9th ward and most of the city causing tremendous flooding, devastation, destruction, damages, desertion, depression, dislocation, death and more. It was a world wide wake
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Categories:
years, anniversary, change, life, people,
Form: Narrative
Ten Years Of Tears-TSF
Ten years
Of joy
You gave,
Before
Death’s bell
Was struck
So fast.
Ten years
Since then,
Your love
Still blooms,
Yet I
Remain
Downcast.
Daddy,
I miss
Your laugh,
Your love,
And all
The care
You showed.
If tears
Could wake
The dead,
My God
Would grant
Prayers
I sowed.
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Categories:
years, cry, dad, death, grief,
Form: Rhyme
The boy and the tree
A boy found an acorn upon the ground
Under a tree which, uncaring left it around
Knowing its chances he lifted the nut
And found on its side a little T shaped cut
He brought it home to a field so large
Making the seed his own personal charge
And with this new precious creed
Under soil he planted the seed
Twas quite
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Categories:
years, change, growth, nature,
Form: Rhyme
August 13th, 2025 twenty six plus years since awful series of unfortunate events
August 13th, 2025 – twenty six plus years since awful series of unfortunate events
The following poem posted about a half hour before the bewitching hour that spelled calamity (which though a freaky Friday the thirteenth) did (nor does) not find me exceptionally superstitious, and rather than wait for the morrow, I feel so pent up
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Categories:
years, abuse, adventure, anger, angst,
Form: Free verse
JACK ELLISON IS NINETY YEARS OLD TODAY
August the eleventh is a very special day
Because happy Jack Ellison is ninety today
A talented musician he used to play the banjo
With the Canadiana singers, many years ago
A ladies' man with a keen eye for the fillies
Makes us all laugh with his limerick sillies
But Jack he can write serious poetry too
He's a proud Canadian through
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Categories:
years, birthday, happy, tribute,
Form: Rhyme
My dear ones, years and accounts have passed since we spoke about the New Man, Le Horla
My dear ones, years and accounts have passed since we spoke about the New Man, "Le Horla."
From the midpoint of the Reset cycle, it is known to emerge from the mix of slaves and technology.
Rudolf Steiner knew, the beginning of vaccination, non-foods prepared in the shadows of the times.
The control of the masses through technocracy,
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Categories:
years, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Hiroshima eighty years since August 6th, 1945
Hiroshima – eighty years since August 6th, 1945
About fourteen and a half years
before my birth,
yours truly not even a twinkle
in the eyes of his then
young father and mother
the former born April 9th 1929,
while the latter would be turning ten
that upcoming November 13th
living in destitution
with her three older siblings
(in proximity
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Categories:
years, age, angst, anniversary, august,
Form: Free verse
FOUR YEARS STILL STANDING
FOUR YEARS, STILL STANDING
Four years bleeding, four years bruised,
Four years fighting, four years used.
Carried the weight till my back near broke,
Choked on silence, swallowed the smoke.
Four years of bills and sleepless nights,
Four years swinging at shadows and lies.
Loved and lost, trust turned thin,
Hiding the chaos I’m drowning in.
Four years scraping, hand to mouth,
Hope ran dry,
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Categories:
years, abuse, anger, anxiety, cancer,
Form: Rhyme
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