Poetry

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Committed Diet

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Where did I start, well it began with myself to overcome the name calling the unwanted suspect looks,
I wanted to start and do a committed diet, but all I did was read many magazines, internet literature and books.

I didn’t action the task of starting a well worth diet for many years, I just let my inner self be defeated and let go.
Temptation got the better of me, the nice alluring things to eat in life won me over every time, I could never just say no.

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Nick Caluis
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No longer a Smoker

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*It may have taken me several years to overcome and give up smoking, this bad unwanted influencing habit,
I didn’t see through the clogging smoke the sense that I know now, I’m so glad that I’m no longer a smoker.
*Trust me when I say that its hard to give up the addiction, the comfort stick, it’s an achievement that I’ve done it,
Now I see how it inconvenienced the non-smokers, the innocent and the bystanders, it was an overwhelming choker.
*Such an addiction dismissed your life slowly away, it was a silent destroyer, it is just a social comforter quick fix,

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Nick Caluis
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Cross The Bridge

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CROSS THE BRIDGE

When the crunch of your life’s path becomes cluttered with fear, confusion and disappear we excel our mind to anxiety,
Hope enables us to have a growing seed of a life line, such inspiration is a time to be bold, stand upright to walk and cross the bridge.

We must search for our self secrets of hope within, open our mind and heart to the hero we can find in our living sole society,
Sometimes a river flows but yet it stands still and doesn’t breath. In order to cross it we need to take the lonely path to cross the bridge.

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Mr Nick Calais
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A Lump of Cole

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gramphoneshane plays his vinyl. A Lump of Cole for Memorial Day
May 25, 2009.

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<h1 style="background-color: #000080"><font color="#ffffff"><strong>Ramuel M. Raagas</strong></font></h1>
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Ramuel M. Raagas was born in Boston.

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Rocking

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Restless

What to do?

Keeping the peace

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Ramuel M. Raagas
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Ram was born in Boston.

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I Remember Valentine

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Do I recall saying,
What every swain whispers?
Borrowed sonnets from the Portuguese

Do I recall offering,
What every adorer bears?
Wine-red roses and chocolate truffles

Do I recall the impetuous act,
What a lover impulsively dares touch?
Tremulous hands delicate as Dresden china

Do I recall the affectionate kiss you gave,
What an admirer with fervent passion implores?
Scarlet lips voluptuous as Autumn cherries

I do recall with longing all these and more,
What lunatic fringe a young lover dwells in,
Reckless adoration of the beloved on Valentine’s Day

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Ha Ha Ha Ha Haiku

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1. The Mouse
Tim’rous little mouse
Slips through the bedroom at two
Rolling pin hits true

2. Thongs
Tempt me not to see
Cross your legs in front of me
Your thongs hide little

3. Fresh
Kiss the lady hard
Grab her with much gusto
Slap, such sweet sorrow

4. Mother In Law
The mother in law
Lays down the domestic rules
Price for daughter laid

5. Pick Nits
Pick critics brains here
In overused critique’s page
It is nitpicking time

6. The Poet
The words do not rhyme
The meter an iamb off
Yet he dares to write

7. Disarming Love
Futile affections

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Light And Dark

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Oh, the dark is a bottomless hole
Where evil and malice hold cabal
Conspiring against joy and delight
From fear and angst they brew
A maelstrom of nightmares
And watering roots of torment

Ah, Light, a boundless sky
Radiant with rainbows and
S wallows endlessly streaming
On a backdrop of green forests
And magnificent mountain crests
A display of God’s munificence

Darkness hides in inky pits
Conceals malice and malignant guilt
Light shines bright in splendor
Proclaiming truth and beauty
Yet Light thrives only in darkness
Without it no shine or glory

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Heart Break Motel

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Heart Break Motel
By ed roa

Come, I’ll take your hand and go
When dark of night blots out the sky

Like a love struck swain stumbling
I will lead you to familiar, gaudy burrows

In mired floor cafes still wet with spits
Alleys that stalk you like unforgiven wrongs

From feigned conventions and politesse
You turned to rudeness that you couldn’t help

I babbled and you waited for me to quiet down
And then you took my hand and led me in

Oh heavens, I was not denied once more
Another discomfited tryst of a one night stand.

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