#lenore - Hello Poetry

Lenore, as gentle as the wind, As light as a feather; I wonder where it was The breeze delivered her. I imagine her smile In the morning sun, and Her son, playing in the yard. I smile in reminiscence Whilst pondering This new shore I've happened upon; Guilty, come fear, A remorse blanketed echoes of Gallantry. The world would never let me go. She knew that when we’d sprout; The world would never let me go, “So go,” she’d whispered.

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Feb 23, 2016

Feb 23, 2016 at 10:11 PM UTC

liam-c-calhoun

Lenore and when the world began

Lenore, as gentle as the wind, As light as a feather; I wonder where it was The breeze delivered her. I imagine her smile In the morning sun, and Her son, playing in the yard. I smile in reminiscence Whilst pondering This new shore I've happened upon; Guilty, come fear, A remorse blanketed echoes of Gallantry. The world would never let me go. She knew that when we’d sprout; The world would never let me go, “So go,” she’d whispered.

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Do you see my red as your words come out? (I really don’t hope that you do, but I really hope you do) Do you see the smile while I reach presence? (I really don’t hope that you do, but I really hope that you do.) Do you catch my chest double when in front of you breathing? (a.round.u.) I really don’t hope that you do, but I really hope that you do feel the way I find lightness in your sentences while you just speak about the day. Do you feel my leg with conscious intent? (I really hope you do but I know you wouldn’t mean that) Do you touch me when you laugh for reason? (I really hope you do, but I know you wouldn’t mean that, would you.) Do your eyes remind me of mine or is love deceiving ( me ?? ) I really hope they do, but I know you wouldn’t mean that. While I walk away While I lie my head While I wear - ily wake (I find) to find your face a hologram

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Jan 22, 2015

Jan 22, 2015 at 12:14 AM UTC

shychaospatrol

Maybe: "It's Just an Echo"

Do you see my red as your words come out? (I really don’t hope that you do, but I really hope you do) Do you see the smile while I reach presence? (I really don’t hope that you do, but I really hope that you do.) Do you catch my chest double when in front of you breathing? (a.round.u.) I really don’t hope that you do, but I really hope that you do feel the way I find lightness in your sentences while you just speak about the day. Do you feel my leg with conscious intent? (I really hope you do but I know you wouldn’t mean that) Do you touch me when you laugh for reason? (I really hope you do, but I know you wouldn’t mean that, would you.) Do your eyes remind me of mine or is love deceiving ( me ?? ) I really hope they do, but I know you wouldn’t mean that. While I walk away While I lie my head While I wear - ily wake (I find) to find your face a hologram

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I’d imagined twilight Dripping like gentle strokes Atop a canvas we’d thrown out, Out window hours ancient – a, “light’s off,” And shadow’s play, Bitten lips and muffled pant; The secret that’d eat, masticate, ***** gorge atop more And add to the first eternity knowing "end." So the stars fell, “twinkle-tap-tap,” For planets break, dust and tear Atop our pillow post-ecstasy, An only accomplishment and still Breathing this only and Remaining lonely’d thought, “The other’s still right;” Could I be so very wrong? And she leaves with part of me upon back, An ink wrought celebration of years later, And imagined, the pour, not poor, But immortal retreat Born my buying one ticket And later romp awry Reynosa; The rattle of tequila, pool-balls and pockets, Sweet, sweet, “Lenore,” And the home she’d promised, The home we eventually abandoned.

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Feb 13, 2016

Feb 13, 2016 at 3:27 PM UTC

liam-c-calhoun

Lenore and where the world will break

I’d imagined twilight Dripping like gentle strokes Atop a canvas we’d thrown out, Out window hours ancient – a, “light’s off,” And shadow’s play, Bitten lips and muffled pant; The secret that’d eat, masticate, ***** gorge atop more And add to the first eternity knowing "end." So the stars fell, “twinkle-tap-tap,” For planets break, dust and tear Atop our pillow post-ecstasy, An only accomplishment and still Breathing this only and Remaining lonely’d thought, “The other’s still right;” Could I be so very wrong? And she leaves with part of me upon back, An ink wrought celebration of years later, And imagined, the pour, not poor, But immortal retreat Born my buying one ticket And later romp awry Reynosa; The rattle of tequila, pool-balls and pockets, Sweet, sweet, “Lenore,” And the home she’d promised, The home we eventually abandoned.

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In fold a feather, footprint of petals, a book of old pages I count and found the story of forgotten Lenore that never return anymore @Musfiq us shaleheen

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Oct 15, 2017

Oct 15, 2017 at 4:34 AM UTC

musfiq-us-shaleheen

Lenore

In fold a feather, footprint of petals, a book of old pages I count and found the story of forgotten Lenore that never return anymore @Musfiq us shaleheen

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Oh Lenore Lenore Where hath thou hidden thyself I must see you more and more who hath taken thy heart to be tied up to be gored on thy floor Oh Lenore who hath no knowledge of me through paths blown haulage of nothing but trees flew to no college cruising without acknowledge From door to door running by the stores in the poor why hath thou hidden thyself from me I must see you more and more who hath taken thy heart to be fried and chopped to be on thy floor, my Lenore Oh my Lenore How my core doth dries on thy door Oh you're bored you ran from door to door escaping for you sword and roared I stood up and ran out the door from thy sword Eyes feeling sore just about to pour I suddenly felt a sore in my core falling to the ground being gored near thy door feeling nothing but a galore of tores Oh Lenore, My Lenore I only wanted to love you... forevermore

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Sep 7, 2014

Sep 7, 2014 at 3:29 AM UTC

alejandro

Oh Lenore... My Lenore.

Oh Lenore Lenore Where hath thou hidden thyself I must see you more and more who hath taken thy heart to be tied up to be gored on thy floor Oh Lenore who hath no knowledge of me through paths blown haulage of nothing but trees flew to no college cruising without acknowledge From door to door running by the stores in the poor why hath thou hidden thyself from me I must see you more and more who hath taken thy heart to be fried and chopped to be on thy floor, my Lenore Oh my Lenore How my core doth dries on thy door Oh you're bored you ran from door to door escaping for you sword and roared I stood up and ran out the door from thy sword Eyes feeling sore just about to pour I suddenly felt a sore in my core falling to the ground being gored near thy door feeling nothing but a galore of tores Oh Lenore, My Lenore I only wanted to love you... forevermore

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I dare the irreverence to bite. Dark Revenant hollowed heart BE GONE. It won’t be long - I know who and where my home lies so pack up the deceit - take elsewhere a seat! I See you in the dark wires wound. I see that imp hiding in the baby’s room, I see it lacing its path with Doom and Gloom. Ardent heart and Hardened soul, No malice there to take its toll. I see the bells that chime - I can tell the time, but I am no God. He created the time, Man created the clock, Man thinks he is The Almighty because he controls what is before him Woman, The wisdom kin, the help mate. The decider and fate. Destiny breathes with hope in her teeth, Chewing at sound of defeat. If you stop at hope and don’t climb the rope the wells of despair will yank. Your energy may tank. You will fall if you never brick it into Faith. Certainty of heart, Ardent and constant prayer when winds of change blow cold. The Holy Spirit gives the grace and mercy, never growing old - gives you arms that HOLD. The Son who sacrificed himself for ME, and YOU, and everyone between, Brings relief then you will cease to grieve You have to search for the dawn coming, cresting. You have to find stillness before you discover resting.

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Feb 8

Feb 8, 2026 at 2:05 PM UTC

AshleyBCampriani

Truth Spoken Darkly

I dare the irreverence to bite. Dark Revenant hollowed heart BE GONE. It won’t be long - I know who and where my home lies so pack up the deceit - take elsewhere a seat! I See you in the dark wires wound. I see that imp hiding in the baby’s room, I see it lacing its path with Doom and Gloom. Ardent heart and Hardened soul, No malice there to take its toll. I see the bells that chime - I can tell the time, but I am no God. He created the time, Man created the clock, Man thinks he is The Almighty because he controls what is before him Woman, The wisdom kin, the help mate. The decider and fate. Destiny breathes with hope in her teeth, Chewing at sound of defeat. If you stop at hope and don’t climb the rope the wells of despair will yank. Your energy may tank. You will fall if you never brick it into Faith. Certainty of heart, Ardent and constant prayer when winds of change blow cold. The Holy Spirit gives the grace and mercy, never growing old - gives you arms that HOLD. The Son who sacrificed himself for ME, and YOU, and everyone between, Brings relief then you will cease to grieve You have to search for the dawn coming, cresting. You have to find stillness before you discover resting.

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