You're the Poet!

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Art, command, feel, hand, heart, real.

Portrait of a Poem! By L. Don Oliver

In words there is music, Of what the writers _; Whether it be mere fantasy, Or whether it be for _;

A beautiful Portrait painted, By the artist's loving _; Offers reason to meaning, For all that life will __;

For a Poem is a Portrait, That is a Work of ; With words instead of colors, It soothes the aching __;

You're the Poet!

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Explore, feeds, fly, ignore, needs, oak, sky, soak.

Unnatural! By L. Don Oliver

The little humble bumble bee, Upon a lovely rose it __; Then darts to another flower, To provide it what it __;

The tree seed trickles down, Settling upon the ground a ; And when time has passed, It becomes the mighty ;

Two spotted winged mockingbirds, Doing a love dance in the ; Soon both will built their nest, And then watch their offspring ;

It's the intelligent humans, That endeavors to _; Then defies Mother Nature, Whom they choose to __;

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Masters of Deception! (Politicians) L. Don Oliver

Oh! such fools, we modern receivers; Who bask in lies, of the deceivers;

Saying it is, when it isn't so; Off to the bank, they will go;

It's not their money, deceivers care not; As long as it isn't their personal lot;

Football or basketball, which should we choose; Or will we be sated, with dope and booze;

You're the Poet!

Fill in the below blanks with the following words or use your own words.

Booze, Choose, deceivers, go, lot, pot, receivers, so.

Masters of Deception! (Politicians) L. Don Oliver

Oh! such fools, we modern _; Who bask in lies, of the _;

Saying it is, when it isn't ; Off to the bank, they will ;

It's not their money, deceivers care ; As long as it isn't their personal ;

Football or basketball, which should we ___; Or will we be sated, with dope and __;

The poem above is my opinion of the latest passed budget cuts by Congress and the Adminstration.

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Persistence! By L. Don Oliver

When I was eight years old, As chubby as I could be; Tommy sent word he wanted To meet under the pecan tree;

The sun was shining brightly, It was a very warm day; I discovered very soon, Tommy was not there to play;

He wanted to fight, And I didn't know why; He swung and missed, And I made him cry;

Happening on several occasions, The outcome was the same; He would start the fracas, And I would end the game;

The last time we met, I didn't have my grip; Tommy swung and hit me, Splitting my upper lip;

It wasn't out of anger, It wasn't just to fight; Tommy kept on trying, Until he got it right;

You're the Poet!

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Apart, charity, harmony, sing, sleep, spring, weep.

I Heard the Robin Sing! by L. Don Oliver

When I was the innocent one, One morning in early ___; No thought of true reason, I heard the Robin _;

He sang his sweet song of life, Of hope, faith, and _; He sang of his everlasting wish, For a world in perfect _;

He sang his precious sweet song, For conflict to never __; Then came the makers of hate, And tore all his dreams __;

There alone upon his perch, While others were at __; In the darkness of night, I heard the Robin _;

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Holding On! By L. Don Oliver

I came upon a new mown field, And heard the black birds sigh; Tiring of their fruitless search, Away they began to fly;

I walked thru a valley of flowers, Who's buds refused to bloom; All wilting in the same direction, Waiting for their coming doom;

I strolled the desert's heat, And felt the scorching pain; Then came the darkened clouds, With their life refreshing rain;

Holding on to that I believe, Destiny is not mine to propose; Concerned not about that to come, After pausing to smell the rose;

You're the Poet!

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Gone, home, home, home, home, home, long, roam, song, zone.

I Am Going Home! By L. Don Oliver

Now I lay me down to sleep, The day has been so _; In Heaven there's a place for me, And I am going _;

Yesterday was but a dream, One that has come and _; Gabriel is sounding his trumpet, And I am going _;

Shed not a tear for me, For loving was my lasting _; The celestial orchestra is playing, And I am going _;

No more pain and misery, Nor lost in a twilight _; The angels are singing songs of joy, And I am going _;

They are crying tears of happiness, Up where sadness will never _; Upon the wings of cherubs, I am going _;

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Train! By L. Don Oliver

We all called him train, No purer person you will find; Every morning we would gather, To watch Train chugging down the line;

Each morning we would pump our fists, Like little children are want to do; He would pull his imaginary whistle, Then go, whoo-whoo, whoo-whoo, whoo-whoo;

Train was a slow learner, And he wasn't too smart, One thing he did possess, Was a big loving heart;

The little money he made, From cleaning horse stalls, To him wasn't a great feat; Each morning he would buy bread, For all the little birds, And the small animals to eat;

One day a small child, Fell into a raging river, Running thorough a biting rain, That cut like a sharpened knife, With no thought of himself, Train leaped into that river, Swam to that little child, And save that baby's life;

Train he was still mortal, He had every thing to live for, And he didn't want to die; The last time he was seen, He was flowing down the river, His hand up, waving goodbye;

They found Train a few days later, There was nothing any one could do; Some say that off in the distance, They heard Train going whoo-whoo, whoo-whoo;

I know that Train is with, God in heaven and that, He is doing just fine; For each morning the angels, All gather to watch Train, Go chugging down the line;

You're the Poet!

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Die, do, do, eat, feat, find, fine, goodbye, heart, knife, life, line, line, smart, whoo, whoo.

Train! By L. Don Oliver

We all called him train, No purer person you will _; Every morning we would gather, To watch Train chugging down the _;

Each morning we would pump our fists, Like little children are want to ; He would pull his imaginary whistle, Then go, whoo-whoo, whoo-whoo, whoo-__;

Train was a slow learner, And he wasn't too __, One thing he did possess, Was a big loving __;

The little money he made, From cleaning horse stalls, To him wasn't a great _; Each morning he would buy bread, For all the little birds, And the small animals to ;

One day a small child, Fell into a raging river, Running thorough a biting rain, That cut like a sharpened __, With no thought of himself, Train leaped into that river, Swam to that little child, And save that baby's _;

Train he was still mortal, He had every thing to live for, And he didn't want to ; The last time he was seen, He was flowing down the river, His hand up, waving __;

They found Train a few days later, There was nothing any one could ; Some say that off in the distance, They heard Train going whoo-whoo, whoo-__;

I know that Train is with, God in heaven and that, He is doing just _; For each morning the angels, All gather to watch Train, Go chugging down the _;

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Inequality! By L. Don Oliver

Oh! impoverished child, Where goes thou? Did thou want? Did thou need? I fear thou did;

Oh! prosperous child, Where goes thou? Thou did not want, Thou did not need, Heredity made it so;

Oh! neglected woman, Where goes thou? Did thou eat? Did thou drink? I fear thou did not;

Oh! egotistical man, Where goes thou? Thou did eat, Thou did drink, Thou caused it to be!

You're The Poet!

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Be, child, child, did, drink, drink, eat, eat, man, need, need, not, so, thou, thou, thou, thou, want, want, woman.

Inequality! By L. Don Oliver

Oh! impoverished __, Where goes ? Did thou _? Did thou ? I fear thou ___;

Oh! prosperous __, Where goes ? Thou did not _, Thou did not , Heredity made it __;

Oh! neglected __, Where goes ? Did thou ? Did thou ? I fear thou did ;

Oh! egotistical , Where goes _? Thou did , Thou did , Thou caused it to !

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The Lantern's Glow By. L. Donald Oliver

Comes a light through the forest, Preying nocturnal creatures there; The eerie shadows are dancing, But she doesn't seem to care;

In the city of the vaulted, Where specter and goblin roam; A place that one someday, She will call her home;

The glow from her lantern, Upon her journey each night; Through the maze of the departed, Extinguishes her darkened fright;

Many dreams have come, Many dreams have gone; And through all the years, He was her only one;

She treasures all the moments, Together they held fast; Alas, life is so fleeting, Pleasured moments never last;

Silent words are spoken, Unto her cherished one; Soon she will join him, When her task is done;

The snow gathers around her, But deep in her heart she knows; Nothing seems to fray her, As the cold wind blows;

The winds begin to dwindle, The snow turns to frozen rain; The only truth that sustains her, That she will be with him again;

You're the Poet!

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Beyond, do, fond, kind, mind, true.

Options! By L. Don Oliver

Gain me not, the voice of fools, To that which, is too far ___; Going ever, in my abysmal ways, To that, which I have grown ; Living that, of which I do not believe, Knowing that, it will weigh upon my _; To insist on that, of which I do believe, Would doing so, make me less than ; To insist on that, I truly believe, Is morally, the right thing to ; To never allow, false promises, To control that, which isn't really __;

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Cavern of Loneliness! By L. Don Oliver

In the grotto of my being, where I allow none to enter; For if I was ever to do so, then I wouldn't be the center;

Hearing the ghosts of life, and the song that they sing; Caring not about the morrow, or for what it will bring;

Lost in the echoing silence, in the world of my charade; Quick to always blame others, for the mistakes that I've made;

In a cavern of loneliness, where so many choose to dwell, One small step from reality, and one giant step to hell;

The below poem is my version of America's Trojan Horse. In my opinion, this is how many of us out here in the hinterland feel! I pray that I'm reading all the signs wrong; but, I doubt that I am!

The American Horse By L. Don Oliver

By destiny compelled, and in despair; The people grew tired, of their ensnare; Weary of the promises, that were made; And for the bounty, that they had paid; So they said, to those who were in doubt; Together we must vote, the corrupted ones out; The people went forth, in their quest; Of the unresponsive ones, they would divest; The government tide, the people turned; On the very next day, they got burned; By political pry, an object was reared; A steed of monstrous height, soon appeared; It's sides were all masked, in watery clay; There inside, was where the connivers lay; Secretly they plotted, that it was their plan; All the people of the town, they would scam; When the object was raised, above the town; It crushed the walls, and they tumbled down; Off into the distance, the connivers fled; Leaving that town, they had thoroughly bled; And when the event of morning, had dawned; That town's prosperity, had been pawned; All this by design, for political fraud of source; So never trust their promises; nor, admit their horse;

You're the Poet!

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Bring, center, charade, dwell, enter, hell, made, sing.

Cavern of Loneliness! By L. Don Oliver

In the grotto of my being, where I allow none to __; For if I was ever to do so, then I wouldn't be the ___;

Hearing the ghosts of life, and the song that they ; Caring not about the morrow, or for what it will __;

Lost in the echoing silence, in the world of my _; Quick to always blame others, for the mistakes that I've __;

In a cavern of loneliness, where so many choose to __, One small step from reality, and one giant step to _;

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The Little Cloud! By L. Don Oliver

There once was a little cloud, Drifting gently through the sky; Along came the angry wind, And tried to make it cry;

The wind blew and blew, But it was all in vain; No matter how it tried, The little cloud refused to rain;

It drifted above the mountains, There it lingered for a while; It cross the flowering plains, Where it began to smile;

It drifted with the ocean breeze, As it traveled upon it's way; Over islands colored in green, And where the dolphins play;

Then came a raging storm, And gave the little cloud a twirl; Soon it returned to it's course, On it's journey around the world;

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