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the ivy climbs
on my grandparents cross
somewhere in the field—
kindled candles
shadows come to life

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You Got The Strength Back To Live Your Life Again

You got the strength
Back to live your
Life again
Thanks
God
Because
Now
You can
Look after
The house
That you live in
And that is a bonus

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The God Himself Will Come Forward

If any person acts in such a way
That he will uphold the pride and glory
Of his family trait,

The God himself will come forward,
By tying his waist-dress tight
Readying to help by all means.

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Closing the night never to come back

Closing the night never to come back


The morning likes to keep
The twilight peaceful flame
The bird on the wing asleep
Or the light that dies the same
It's a death burnt on a piece of black
Closing the night never to come back

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Thank The Illusion, It Has Given You Life...

you must thank the illusion
that refraction of your body in the deep

it gives you the image
of a beautiful fairy with gossamer wings
when you are
about to end your life
by jumping
into that water

you should thank the lie that
saves your precious life

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I Go To The Field And To The Sky

I GO TO THE FIELD AND THE SKY

1)
I go to the field and the sky
I see the flowers
I no longer want to die.

2)
I go to the field and the sky
I see the flowers
I do not want to die.

3)
I go to the field and the sky
I see the yellow flowers
I love to be alive.

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Where On The Other Side Of Death Does Life Begin Again?

Where on the other side of Death does Life begin again?
Is there a long time to wait, or no time at all?

We are guesses and questions
We are conjectures and speculations-

On the other side
Beyond all the beyonds
Waits who knows what and how
God’s Answer for us.

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The Thing That Matters Most In Life

A wind from the North Country
blows through the tapestry of my mind,
looking for something
that it may never find.
The hollow echo,
of a lonely life.
The sorrows of a misspent youth,
a tattered tale it leaves.
A journey I will not take,
for the sake that I might lose.
The thing that matters most in life,
our love that we both choose.

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The Last Five Minutes Of Your Life

given the last five minutes
of your life
what shall you do?

let the last five minutes
be a waiting
let there be that willingness
to go where the last five minutes take you
let there be a respect
for an ending
let it be as nice as the first welcome
let it be as silent as a cat's feet
on the carpet
embrace the last five minutes
like your long lost friend
tightly
without any tears.

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Through the field I See

A field of green grass awaits me.
I have been on this grass before and it brought suffering and
anguish.
I wait for the pure colors of pink and red to cover all of the
envious grass.
In this field of colors I have not experienced.
Many a people, hand in hand, take this path of red and pink.
Through many a people take the field of grass choosing the
poison of which they will drink.

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From The Field Where The Game Is Played

People talk a good game!
But...
Either from the sidelines.
Or from the bleechers.
Even from the comforts of their homes.

However...
From the field where the game is played,
Nowhere are they seen...
To show anyone any proof at all,
They can hold a bat to foul or strike out.
And the hitting of a homerun to accomplish?
Comeon.
Let's be realistic.
That takes showing up.
And getting off one's butt!

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Skip Through Blooming Lillies Of The Field

Skip through blooming lillies of the field,
If that is what you have chosen to do.
Instead of pecans use cashews,
To put a crunch in your breakfast meal.
That's up to you.
I am not here to confirm or approve your next move.

Slice strawberries and bananas,
Into orange juice to make a smoothie.
But whatever you decide,
To whip that will be delicious...
Know that your taste and mine,
Will not be defined from your point of view!

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Command The Field

Command the field and take me to your home,
Abstract your mask and take me under your care,
From Libya to Lusaka to take a view on my love;
And in the wet dormat valley you will rest with my muse.

Glow red like an adult and glue unto my love with blue,
For your National Anthem will free my mind;
But 1111 is the binary number for 15.

Oh what a joy! !
And like a predicted peacock;
For it is time to get fit on this love,
Because these events of love are all set for you!

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In The Field Of Absence

in the field of absence
i may find you

as a flower
or a a worm

of someone else
as i stare

at the clouds
asking who owns you

and who owns me
finally i nod

at all the leaves
meeting me

someone owns
you
the western wind

no one owns me
as i decide
to fly east

where the wind
is as soft as silk

i have grown
a pair of wings

you ask
what for?

i am flying away.

you ask
why?

i have no answer
but it is this

why that moves
everything

inside me
i ask too: why?

it keeps on moving
it is silent

it is bitter
it is as deep as a

black river.

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The Sun That Has Come To Set

To say that greed and the affect of it,
Is not the main ingredient...
That is the reason,
Causing people the world over...
To express an increase of unrest that upsets,
Can be likened to someone noticing the Sunset...
For the very first time!
To have ignored it and its process!
As if those feeding themselves to greed believe,
With pretentious and 'conscious' naïveté...
Their actions will be forever condoned.
And the Sun that has come to set on the horizon...
Is a creation of their own!

'Incredible!
Who else has been able to witness this? '

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Emily Dickinson

These are the days when Birds come back

130

These are the days when Birds come back—
A very few—a Bird or two—
To take a backward look.

These are the days when skies resume
The old—old sophistries of June—
A blue and gold mistake.

Oh fraud that cannot cheat the Bee—
Almost thy plausibility
Induces my belief.

Till ranks of seeds their witness bear—
And softly thro' the altered air
Hurries a timid leaf.

Oh Sacrament of summer days,
Oh Last Communion in the Haze—
Permit a child to join.

Thy sacred emblems to partake—
They consecrated bread to take
And thine immortal wine!

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To Seem The Stranger Lies My Lot, My Life

To seem the stranger lies my lot, my life
Among strangers. Father and mother dear,
Brothers and sisters are in Christ not near
And he my peace my parting, sword and strife.
England, whose honour O all my heart woos, wife
To my creating thought, would neither hear
Me, were I pleading, plead nor do I: I wear-
y of idle a being but by where wars are rife.

I am in Ireland now; now I am at a thírd
Remove. Not but in all removes I can
Kind love both give and get. Only what word
Wisest my heart breeds dark heaven's baffling ban
Bars or hell's spell thwarts. This to hoard unheard,
Heard unheeded, leaves me a lonely began.

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Along The Field as We Came By

ALONG the field as we came by
A year ago, my love and I,
The aspen over stile and stone
Was talking to itself alone.
‘Oh who are these that kiss and pass?
A country lover and his lass;
Two lovers looking to be wed;
And time shall put them both to bed,
But she shall lie with earth above,
And he beside another love.’

And sure enough beneath the tree
There walks another love with me,
And overhead the aspen heaves
Its rainy-sounding silver leaves;
And I spell nothing in their stir,
But now perhaps they speak to her,
And plain for her to understand
They talk about a time at hand
When I shall sleep with clover clad,
And she beside another lad.

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Sonnet 98: Ah Bed, The field Where Joy's Peace

Ah bed, the field where joy's peace some do see,
The field where all my thought to war be train'd,
How is thy grace by my strange fortune stain'd!
How thy lee shores by my sighs stormed be!

With sweet soft shades thou oft invitest me
To steal some rest, but wretch I am constrain'd
(Spurr'd with Love's spur, though gall'd and shortly rein'd
With Care's hand) to turn and toss in thee.

While the black horrors of the silent night
Paint woe's black face so lively to my sight,
That tedious leisure marks each wrinkled line:

But when Aurora leads out Phoebus' dance
Mine eyes then only wink, for spite perchance,
That worms should have their Sun, and I want mine.

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In The Year That's Come and Gone

In the year that's come and gone, love, his flying feather
Stooping slowly, gave us heart, and bade us walk together.
In the year that's coming on, though many a troth be broken,
We at least will not forget aught that love hath spoken.

In the year that's come and gone, dear, we wove a tether
All of gracious words and thoughts, binding two together.
In the year that's coming on with its wealth of roses
We shall weave it stronger, yet, ere the circle closes.

In the year that's come and gone, in the golden weather,
Sweet, my sweet, we swore to keep the watch of life together.
In the year that's coming on, rich in joy and sorrow,
We shall light our lamp, and wait life's mysterious morrow.

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Emily Dickinson

The Wind didn't come from the Orchard—today

316

The Wind didn't come from the Orchard—today—
Further than that—
Nor stop to play with the Hay—
Nor joggle a Hat—
He's a transitive fellow—very—
Rely on that—

If He leave a Bur at the door
We know He has climbed a Fir—
But the Fir is Where—Declare—
Were you ever there?

If He brings Odors of Clovers—
And that is His business—not Ours—
Then He has been with the Mowers—
Whetting away the Hours
To sweet pauses of Hay—
His Way—of a June Day—

If He fling Sand, and Pebble—
Little Boys Hats—and Stubble—
With an occasional Steeple—
And a hoarse "Get out of the way, I say,"
Who'd be the fool to stay?
Would you—Say—
Would you be the fool to stay?

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