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I came back for you in a memory to visit that small boy in a big life I wanted to tell you everything would be ok but I am you and you are I separated by events and time however hopeless however hard it got you survived be proud not all those crazy dreams came true but I still visit them sometimes when I want to be you
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Apr 16
Apr 16, 2026 at 2:56 PM UTC
the visit
A flash of red against the gray, A cardinal perched, gazing my way, Eyes locked, as if to say, "I'm here," A visit from a loved one, crystal clear. Their spirit lingers, in this fleeting form, A messenger from beyond the storm, A symbol of hope, a love so strong, A reminder that they're never truly gone. The cardinal's song, a gentle sigh, Echoes whispers, "I'm with you, don't cry," Their presence fills the empty space, A love that transcends time and place. In this brief visit, we're reminded true, Their love remains, forever shining through, The cardinal's wings, a fleeting guest, A loved one saying, "I'm with you, you can rest."
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Feb 5
Feb 5, 2026 at 9:26 AM UTC
A Visit
Always say thank you for the welcome glass of tea -- or water, or air.
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Nov 15, 2025
Nov 15, 2025 at 3:27 AM UTC
[ Always say thank you ]
I really wanted to hang today, but you had to leave, and go far away, I like your Aura, You have such a Bright Light, Just a conversation with you brings to me Delight, You Sparkle like a Diamond, that lights up the night, We haven't really conversed for quite a while, but When you are in my presence, YES!!! YOU DO MAKE ME SMILE!!! you were on my mind today, I hope that you are good, and that things are okay, I wish you the best, and hope all is well, this I pray, If you're not too busy, or happen to come around, Maybe we could just chill, or even hit the town, You and I can just chill, YEAH!!! WHAT DO YOU SAY?? Get lost, break free, Where They run and play, I hope we could do this, real soon, and one day. I would like to check on you, I will drop a line, We could get a bite to eat, and That would be just fine, We could be amongst those who Wine and dine, or Maybe just relax, do nothing, or unwind, If not anytime soon, then MAYBE NEXT TIME!!! B.R. Date: 8/20/2025
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Aug 24, 2025
Aug 24, 2025 at 11:22 PM UTC
Maybe Next Time
On the fifth of April 2024, about 10: 23 a.m., we all felt a shake It wasn't the midnight train; it wasn't a jack hammer It wasn't children hopping; it wasn't the roaring of a tiger It wasn't a 747 emergency landing; it was an earthquake It was God smiling at us to see how we would have reacted People had panicked miserably; it was the talk of the town Imagine how we would behave on the eventual day of the frown We'd probably be crying, grimacing and feeling deserted No, that wasn't a plane No, that wasn't a train No, that wasn't the lake Yes, that was a 4.8 Earthquake In the Northeast Disturbing our peace Everybody is now scared, talking about it Everybody is now stressed, having a fit. Copyright © April 2024, Hébert Logerie, all rights reserved. Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
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Jan 10, 2025
Jan 10, 2025 at 10:58 PM UTC
A Moment Ago, A Visit From An Epic Earthquake
We met once again, In an instance Outside of time. You reminded me You hadn't gone. And, we caught up On moments lost. You explained, It was just A misunderstanding. You had hid away, To make us all Realize How much we loved you When you were Here. The solace I felt At your return Filled me up. Just like old times. Until, you needed to go Again; Leaving me wondering, When I'll see you again. For, you had many Loved ones to visit That night; And you were the Shared connection Between us all. As I wiped the Sleep from my eye, I got ready for the day Without you. ~ Yes, my friend, my heart has enough space to carry you a thousand times, back and forth from here to there. And, I know there will be a space for me in yours when I see you then.
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Dec 31, 2024
Dec 31, 2024 at 12:24 AM UTC
3 a.m. Visit
. you're at the front door                                     you're in through the front door   my door    without knocking face flushed with malice and ****** visions   "uh-huh" i say there's a cotten shopping bag                                               of who-fears-what   in one mitt and you throw yourself                                        on my sunken couch you unzip those mad pricy leather boots with flames down the sides and clutch your bag to your chest   with meaning and taunt         leaning toward                   a smile  crocodiles your face           your clock ; three forty seven your mind ; immersed in some midnight woo a witching verse and a fortune boastful and blue am i to be involved in your clockwork mockery ? (i have been your collaborator                                         and coal mine canary in the past)   do i even want to be invited ? i don't know any better   i am  as always  excited "alright, i'll bite .. what's in the bag ?" i say
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Oct 20, 2024
Oct 20, 2024 at 5:47 PM UTC
clear as a mockwork sporange
When I visit them I look to see what has changed -- To be home again.
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Aug 3, 2024
Aug 3, 2024 at 2:28 AM UTC
[ When I visit them ]
I ring the door with my handbell and I'm welcome -- because it's mý bell.
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Aug 14, 2023
Aug 14, 2023 at 2:38 AM UTC
[ I ring the door with ]
The sitting room makes me feel like I have to walk -- in a gliding way.
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Jun 26, 2023
Jun 26, 2023 at 2:10 AM UTC
[ The sitting room makes ]
Come and visit us, or do you prefer to wait -- until I am sick?
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Dec 28, 2022
Dec 28, 2022 at 3:21 AM UTC
[ Come and visit us ]
Visitors are briefed of how they should say thank you -- for the reception.
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Dec 25, 2022
Dec 25, 2022 at 4:12 AM UTC
[ Visitors are briefed ]
She visits my house, and I am a guide who learns -- what things are special.
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Nov 8, 2022
Nov 8, 2022 at 3:22 AM UTC
[ She visits my house ]
Born beautiful, dies the same She's too free to be bound by the shackles of time She follows the sunshine She's too ambiguous to have a name And she'll certainly never ask for mine **** There she goes with the wind Leaving me with nothing but a melancholy grin
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Dec 19, 2021
Dec 19, 2021 at 1:38 PM UTC
The Grosbeak
Visit you ... tonight ... i will visit you sweetheart ... with a **** demon ... inside me ... pushing crazily ... for you ... yes sweetheart ... i will do ... and wait for my craziness ... tonight ... midnight ... just be ready ... i will be there ... into your night ... while no one ... will be there ... only ... you and me ... and the **** demon ... who will takes us ... the whole night ... over the cloud's sky ... where the desires of us ... it's the crazy job ... that will be ... for our crazy love ... tonight sweetheart ... trust me ... i will visit you ... hazem al ...
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Jul 12, 2021
Jul 12, 2021 at 2:44 AM UTC
Visit you ...
Come here, little one Tell me, where are you from? I'm from the future, Sent to you, to show you what will come So that in the upcoming hour You'll properly decide, if what you intend, truly should be done Tell me, little one How's the future? Am I there, or am I gone? Two futures are here, set on the table One where you are alive and healthy, one that is without you Both possible, Neither stable Depends on an upcoming crossroads, what choice you're gonna choose Tell me, little one How's the one without me? Oh, it's dark and gloomy, for all you have known Many still miss you, many lost the life they now own You broke the heart of many, some you never would have guessed The one that you saved – broken, depressed Your art is unfinished, lamented is your loss By your selfish choice, you stole the world one important voice And thought the world did not end with you gone Many lives did, hearts were turned into stone I know that such a future would cause a lot of harm, But is it worth to suffer, is there any light? Tell me, little one What's the first one like? After cruel months and years Tortured by your mind, your own fears You finally made it, changed your life Moved to your love and made her your wife Together you live, in a small northern house You still write poems, and your beloved, your spouse Still draws sketches and paints, creates the most wondrous art You have two children, talented and smart You live a life full of love and happiness Never, ever, will you know sadness and loneliness Your life will be bright, illuminated by rays of sun Beautiful family; Wife, daughter and son My eyes filled with tears, that sounds like heaven That's what I chose, even if my pain turns to eleven Thank you, little one, for letting me see Just one more question; Who send you to me? My father's the one that send me to you More I can't tell, I was asked not to Although I shouldn't, I still tell you this Thank you for each of your goodnight kiss Thank you for reading me books in my bed Thank you for making me laugh, when I'm sad Thank you for all the things you are yet to do I now have to go, but know I love you.
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May 2, 2021
May 2, 2021 at 2:34 PM UTC
Come here, little one
Come here, little one Tell me, where are you from? I'm from the future, Sent to you, to show you what will come So that in the upcoming hour You'll properly decide, if what you intend, truly should be done Tell me, little one How's the future? Am I there, or am I gone? Two futures are here, set on the table One where you are alive and healthy, one that is without you Both possible, Neither stable Depends on an upcoming crossroads, what choice you're gonna choose Tell me, little one How's the one without me? Oh, it's dark and gloomy, for all you have known Many still miss you, many lost the life they now own You broke the heart of many, some you never would have guessed The one that you saved – broken, depressed Your art is unfinished, lamented is your loss By your selfish choice, you stole the world one important voice And thought the world did not end with you gone Many lives did, hearts were turned into stone I know that such a future would cause a lot of harm, But is it worth to suffer, is there any light? Tell me, little one What's the first one like? After cruel months and years Tortured by your mind, your own fears You finally made it, changed your life Moved to your love and made her your wife Together you live, in a small northern house You still write poems, and your beloved, your spouse Still draws sketches and paints, creates the most wondrous art You have two children, talented and smart You live a life full of love and happiness Never, ever, will you know sadness and loneliness Your life will be bright, illuminated by rays of sun Beautiful family; Wife, daughter and son My eyes filled with tears, that sounds like heaven That's what I chose, even if my pain turns to eleven Thank you, little one, for letting me see Just one more question; Who send you to me? My father's the one that send me to you More I can't tell, I was asked not to Although I shouldn't, I still tell you this Thank you for each of your goodnight kiss Thank you for reading me books in my bed Thank you for making me laugh, when I'm sad Thank you for all the things you are yet to do I now have to go, but know I love you.
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suffering from homesickness he returns to his homeland returning to his homeland he suffers from homesickness there’s nothing he can do about it there’s nothing he can do about it
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Feb 9, 2021
Feb 9, 2021 at 10:27 PM UTC
HOMESICKNESS
The song of eastern river from afar. Once again, time has come to visit. Like the thread that you hold, time weaves and unfold. While my memories is still strong, I recite this old song. Life is cut and stilled in the midst of time, with moments engraved in heart, I sing this song in time.
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Oct 5, 2020
Oct 5, 2020 at 6:29 PM UTC
old song from eastern river
Visit me again ... sweetheart... visit me ... as you did .. before some nights ... to get that night ... same as we did ... as we were ... as angels ... as lovely candles ... melted one to the other ... made their love... with no shame ... through souls ... and our bodies did ... did what we both feels ... through a sweet night .., together we got ... long night ... passed so fast ... together we had ... a poetic sweet hot night ... as we were in a heaven ... come back again ... sweetheart ... to live that night ... again ... as we got ... visit me again ... fly to me my angel ... babe sweetheart ... to have our shower ... after a long sweet love ... with a crazy feelings ... never got before... visit me ... i missed you ... and miss all night... we had together... sweetheart... visit me again... to make a sweet long night ... as that night ... come back again ... to your poetic poet ... hazem al ...
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Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 2:17 AM UTC
Visit me again ...
What you said to me, I promise I'll see you again, Is a promise I hope you'll keep.
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 11:19 PM UTC
A Promise
The worst part is It wasn't the distance No matter how many times I'd visit You still felt like something was missing What you were convinced that I couldn't give you I had to shut that door So you would go find what you're looking for So you'd stop telling me you're going to make it work 'Cause after three months babe I don't believe you anymore
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Feb 21, 2020
Feb 21, 2020 at 12:16 PM UTC
I Don't Believe You Anymore
You really should pop over here. It's a lovely place. The people are friendly, women drop dead **** towns historical and old, sea unbelievably swimmable, mountains steep and green, sky is blue blue blue. Don't take my word for it. See for yourself. All are welcome here. There's only one problem. The location is secret.
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Jan 28, 2020
Jan 28, 2020 at 1:55 AM UTC
Pop On Over
Haven't seen you for a while                 come and visit asap          I'm cold                 I miss you
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Jan 20, 2020
Jan 20, 2020 at 6:42 PM UTC
Dear love,