Warning Poems

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
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Take some Picts, Celts and Silures
And let them settle,
Then overrun them with Roman conquerors.
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As the Sun withdrew his rays from the garden, and the moon threw cushioned beams upon the flowers, I sat under the trees pondering upon the phenomena of the atmosphere, looking through the branches at the strewn stars which glittered like chips of silver upon a blue carpet; and I could hear from a distance the agitated murmur of the rivulet singing its way briskly into the valley.
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When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years,
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Now Jones had left his new-wed bride to keep his house in order,
And hied away to the Hurrum Hills above the Afghan border,
To sit on a rock with a heliograph; but ere he left he taught
His wife the working of the Code that sets the miles at naught.
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More and more frequently the edges
of me dissolve and I become
a wish to assimilate the world, including
you, if possible through the skin
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The state with the prettiest name,
the state that floats in brackish water,
held together by mangrave roots
that bear while living oysters in clusters,
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Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight,
Alone and palely loitering?
The sedge is withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.
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No stir in the air, no stir in the sea,
The Ship was still as she could be;
Her sails from heaven received no motion,
Her keel was steady in the ocean.
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They lie, the men who tell us in a loud decisive tone
That want is here a stranger, and that misery's unknown;
For where the nearest suburb and the city proper meet
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They put a leather belt around her
13 feet of tape and bound her
Handcuffs to secure her
And only God knows what else,
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It is a winter's tale
That the snow blind twilight ferries over the lakes
And floating fields from the farm in the cup of the vales,
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Oh, what a dawn of day!
How the March sun feels like May!
All is blue again
After last night's rain,
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As Parmigianino did it, the right hand
Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer
And swerving easily away, as though to protect
What it advertises. A few leaded panes, old beams,
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Now the new chum loaded his three-nought-three,
It's a small-bore gun, but his hopes were big.
"I am fed to the teeth with old ewe," said he,
"And I might be able to shoot a pig."
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"And will you cut a stone for him,
To set above his head?
And will you cut a stone for him--
A stone for him?" she said.
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Love is sharper than stones or sticks;
Lone as the sea, and deeper blue;
Loud in the night as a clock that ticks;
Longer-lived than the Wandering Jew.
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The story's told
Of long ago
About a statue
With a head of gold
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Leave me, my blamer,
For the sake of the love
Which unites your soul with
That of your beloved one;
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Oh what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
Alone and palely loitering?
The sedge has withered from the lake,


Oh what can ail thee ...
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The Warning
September 13, 2024

Tomorrow one will die
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Warning
September 13, 2024

No warning given
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death is a surprise gift it can come at any moment no dream no timing no philosophical investigation no face only taken your act awaybamd stop gate happens impermanence has no words of warning itbjust happens it's like unexpected guest unwelcomed by human but has to be accepted as truth
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In shadows deep, where secrets lie,
A warning whispers, heard nearby.
Through ancient woods and hallowed halls,
A tale unfolds, where danger calls.
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In shadows deep, where secrets lie,
A warning whispers, heard nearby.
Through ancient woods and hallowed halls,
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Fruit, oh fruit, a gift from nature's hand,
A rainbow of colors, a bounty of land.
A feast for the senses, a symphony of taste,
A reminder of beauty, in a world of waste.
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Our God is, 'neither a conservative nor a liberal.' He has followers in both camps! Therefore, God also must have followers within the moderate camps as well! 'Conservatism is not Christianity! ' Therefore neither is Patriotism! Because neither conservatism nor patriotism can take the place of genuine Christianity!

Both sides are guilty of being filled with both resentment and pride towards their opposite sides! God would want both polarized political points of view! Instead to show kindness and compassion towards one another! After all are we not all brothers and all sisters within the body of Christ! We should not let different political points of view to cause divisions among-st all of us!
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If you need to be sued and criminal charges brought against you, then i suggest you stop right now. Think i'm playing cause the law ain't. Test the law if you want. This is a warning and take down your literature right now as I have copyright and you are infringing plus stalking and harassing like many members on this site. Try me. If you don't take down the literature then i will contact the website owner and pursue charges by law.
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Straining is the drain.
Sustaining to remain,
Pointless.
To complain,
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Dry leaves on a tree
That's what we see
In the wrong season
What is the reason?
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