clinton-arneson - Hello Poetry

And so, the quiet knows In time, the distance grows I call her name, at last The dice are therein cast I see her; through her shield Through the shell, unsealed A light that dances there A fire, clear and rare I reach to it, and find My hand and arm Outshined I pull it back, declined The contrast sharp; Defined I’ll never know her light I’ll never earn the right I’m dark; I don’t deserve This knowledge, I’ll preserve She goes her wayward way Respectfully, I’ll stay.

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May 23, 2017

May 23, 2017 at 12:40 AM UTC

A fire, clear and rare

And so, the quiet knows In time, the distance grows I call her name, at last The dice are therein cast I see her; through her shield Through the shell, unsealed A light that dances there A fire, clear and rare I reach to it, and find My hand and arm Outshined I pull it back, declined The contrast sharp; Defined I’ll never know her light I’ll never earn the right I’m dark; I don’t deserve This knowledge, I’ll preserve She goes her wayward way Respectfully, I’ll stay.

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The giant bird his feathers black runs along his favored track I crouch down low amid the reeds the spear I hold toward, he speeds the time has come my family starves through frozen air my spear tip carves Flying true Or maybe wide with wind and gravity it vied and will it hit? and bring him down? will I return to great renown? The darkness comes the sun has set the snow alights the valley wet I see the fire on the ridge my arms are sore but just a smidge for I return a huntress true with meat enough for all of you

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Mar 14, 2017

Mar 14, 2017 at 10:47 PM UTC

The Huntress

The giant bird his feathers black runs along his favored track I crouch down low amid the reeds the spear I hold toward, he speeds the time has come my family starves through frozen air my spear tip carves Flying true Or maybe wide with wind and gravity it vied and will it hit? and bring him down? will I return to great renown? The darkness comes the sun has set the snow alights the valley wet I see the fire on the ridge my arms are sore but just a smidge for I return a huntress true with meat enough for all of you

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Sammy’s poem The badguys’ plan at last revealed – She calmly dons her plastic shield – With sword a-forged in mighty nerf – She aims to prove her steely worth – Freshly cleaned by mop and broom – Our battleground; the living room – The couch becomes a fort for dad – The ottoman, her launching pad – Lofty on the mezzanine – Sagely mom surveys the scene – As Sammy shouts her battle cry – And Aussie leaps as if to fly – I raise my arms and give a roar – And lumber wildly from the door – She never falters, shakes, or quakes – Within her heart, a hero wakes.

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Mar 7, 2017

Mar 7, 2017 at 6:24 PM UTC

Sammy's Poem

Sammy’s poem The badguys’ plan at last revealed – She calmly dons her plastic shield – With sword a-forged in mighty nerf – She aims to prove her steely worth – Freshly cleaned by mop and broom – Our battleground; the living room – The couch becomes a fort for dad – The ottoman, her launching pad – Lofty on the mezzanine – Sagely mom surveys the scene – As Sammy shouts her battle cry – And Aussie leaps as if to fly – I raise my arms and give a roar – And lumber wildly from the door – She never falters, shakes, or quakes – Within her heart, a hero wakes.

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Astute young face, aglow Her hair from gold to snow Eyes betwixt walnut and coal What sly, coy secrets they know Her powerful glance doth sow an end to every last foe and the barest of smiles to show how strong she will one day grow

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Jan 10, 2017

Jan 10, 2017 at 4:16 PM UTC

Pretty Pal of mine

Astute young face, aglow Her hair from gold to snow Eyes betwixt walnut and coal What sly, coy secrets they know Her powerful glance doth sow an end to every last foe and the barest of smiles to show how strong she will one day grow

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How the Maiden’s Veil doth shimmer! Tis a sun itself, this spread of stars; a sundered-sun! so once like ours! But cracked and poured Great egg, many jars, One sun became Septillion shards!

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Nov 2, 2016

Nov 2, 2016 at 3:28 PM UTC

The Maiden's Veil

How the Maiden’s Veil doth shimmer! Tis a sun itself, this spread of stars; a sundered-sun! so once like ours! But cracked and poured Great egg, many jars, One sun became Septillion shards!

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Solution We shall strive to acknowledge that we are wholly responsible for creating, and maintaining, the destructively false interpretations of the physical differences between ourselves. We shall strive to acknowledge that we are, in fact, all representatives of the same, fragile creature… one which is prone to ignorance and fear... but also capable earning one another’s respect and support through the wonders of accountability. We shall strive to hold one another to the rigorous standards of truth, and through this unifying obligation, we shall be equipped to recognize that we do not, in fact, have enemies, but simply acquiesce to fears. When we have done these things, we will know, at last, our true obstacle. Unified forever, as a singular humanity aligned against this obstacle, we would reach the stars. Humanity’s true obstacle: the thoughtlessness which arises from the comfort provided by absolute certainty.

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Oct 12, 2016

Oct 12, 2016 at 11:46 PM UTC

Solution

Solution We shall strive to acknowledge that we are wholly responsible for creating, and maintaining, the destructively false interpretations of the physical differences between ourselves. We shall strive to acknowledge that we are, in fact, all representatives of the same, fragile creature… one which is prone to ignorance and fear... but also capable earning one another’s respect and support through the wonders of accountability. We shall strive to hold one another to the rigorous standards of truth, and through this unifying obligation, we shall be equipped to recognize that we do not, in fact, have enemies, but simply acquiesce to fears. When we have done these things, we will know, at last, our true obstacle. Unified forever, as a singular humanity aligned against this obstacle, we would reach the stars. Humanity’s true obstacle: the thoughtlessness which arises from the comfort provided by absolute certainty.

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Her rhythm broke. She cantered, missed a breath… and down her carefree castle fell. No longer held aloft within the wings of her runner’s trance, she despaired of her return to the Realm; to be mired amid its dirt and difficulty once more.

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Oct 4, 2016

Oct 4, 2016 at 10:29 PM UTC

End of a run

Her rhythm broke. She cantered, missed a breath… and down her carefree castle fell. No longer held aloft within the wings of her runner’s trance, she despaired of her return to the Realm; to be mired amid its dirt and difficulty once more.

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The Brahman trampled by I thought she’d surely die But up from salted sands A wild rose there stands Cloud of dust at dusk Horns and hides of rust Brey and sprint and ****** Stampede in breach of trust She stood before them tall Her will to still them all I saw her stand, and fall Amid their hooves, ragdoll I thought her gone; undone An angel death had won Then up from salted sands My wild rose then stands She grins, and slaps her hands And chases down her brands

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Aug 5, 2016

Aug 5, 2016 at 1:18 PM UTC

Rose in the Dust

The Brahman trampled by I thought she’d surely die But up from salted sands A wild rose there stands Cloud of dust at dusk Horns and hides of rust Brey and sprint and ****** Stampede in breach of trust She stood before them tall Her will to still them all I saw her stand, and fall Amid their hooves, ragdoll I thought her gone; undone An angel death had won Then up from salted sands My wild rose then stands She grins, and slaps her hands And chases down her brands

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I am the moth ~ that met the flame ~ I knew the light ~ I know the pain

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Mar 25, 2016

Mar 25, 2016 at 2:05 PM UTC

Unrequited

I am the moth ~ that met the flame ~ I knew the light ~ I know the pain

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We built a crystal fortress With walls of clarity. Looking out, and crying ‘evil’ Safe in sanctuary We built a crystal prison A cage of clarity. We’re fixed to one perspective Unless we hammer free To leave a crystal fortress to volunteer for doubt To dare ourselves examine Ourselves, within, without We leave a crystal prison And while sacrificing ease, We sacrifice false certainty And live free of fear’s disease.

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Oct 18, 2015

Oct 18, 2015 at 4:49 PM UTC

~ An ode to Corporal Tun

We built a crystal fortress With walls of clarity. Looking out, and crying ‘evil’ Safe in sanctuary We built a crystal prison A cage of clarity. We’re fixed to one perspective Unless we hammer free To leave a crystal fortress to volunteer for doubt To dare ourselves examine Ourselves, within, without We leave a crystal prison And while sacrificing ease, We sacrifice false certainty And live free of fear’s disease.

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