Long Poems for and About Best Friends
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Long poems for and about best friends. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
(28) Always Connected 12.16.23 @ 5:51pm
Freshman year, decades ago.
I remember staring off in the distance.
A queen entered my sight, Andrea was her name.
A beautiful soul to remember, acquainted during French.
Lost in thought, gorgeous forever she will be.
Exchanging looks during class lectures.
Overpowered by your beauty.
Still connected many years later.
We’re only getting closer.
Everything bad has vanished, having met you.
I got love for my nena, don’t you every worry!
We’re always connected.
Smart, dedicated & adventurous.
A well defined...
I remember staring off in the distance.
A queen entered my sight, Andrea was her name.
A beautiful soul to remember, acquainted during French.
Lost in thought, gorgeous forever she will be.
Exchanging looks during class lectures.
Overpowered by your beauty.
Still connected many years later.
We’re only getting closer.
Everything bad has vanished, having met you.
I got love for my nena, don’t you every worry!
We’re always connected.
Smart, dedicated & adventurous.
A well defined...
#BestFriend
#friendship
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a warpet tree
A Warped Tree
Today, when not arguing with Walter the Jew
on Facebook or Twitter
the ambiance in the house was surprisingly calm since I got a key to my study in peace to read my latest collection
and found, at times, the poems had an internal rhyme and were little stories
The pity is, I have to write without a publisher and
can't afford to hire one, those I dare to ask run a thousand miles, one of them a poor man, is a lecturer in Udevalla
Last year, I visited a crooked tree so shy its roots curled in bashfulness, and its leaves took an autumnal...
Today, when not arguing with Walter the Jew
on Facebook or Twitter
the ambiance in the house was surprisingly calm since I got a key to my study in peace to read my latest collection
and found, at times, the poems had an internal rhyme and were little stories
The pity is, I have to write without a publisher and
can't afford to hire one, those I dare to ask run a thousand miles, one of them a poor man, is a lecturer in Udevalla
Last year, I visited a crooked tree so shy its roots curled in bashfulness, and its leaves took an autumnal...
#women
#soldiers
#BestFriend #transgender
#BestFriend #transgender
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Screams Never Said
Remember that time you flirted with my ex”
Yet you fail to mention how you slept with mine.
How you gave me the “photography class” line.
“She walked up and told me”
You saw how he’d hold me
Close to his chest
Never making me feel second best.
“I heard there were more girls”
While I cried in the hall
Did you feel bad at all
“You know I liked him”
No, I really didn’t.
But I suppose you words couldn’t
Ever be wrong and so I believed,
Blocked him and went along
Just you and me. ...
Yet you fail to mention how you slept with mine.
How you gave me the “photography class” line.
“She walked up and told me”
You saw how he’d hold me
Close to his chest
Never making me feel second best.
“I heard there were more girls”
While I cried in the hall
Did you feel bad at all
“You know I liked him”
No, I really didn’t.
But I suppose you words couldn’t
Ever be wrong and so I believed,
Blocked him and went along
Just you and me. ...
#BestFriend
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Unloving
Unloving you is like skydiving.
I am so scared to do it, yet I’m already so high up, needing to jump.
Unloving you is like trying a new lipstick.
I’m scared to do it because what if people laugh or think I look stupid.
Unloving you is hard.
Because you were so close.
But I know I need to do it,
For fear of unloving myself if I choose not to.
Unloving myself would be nothing new.
Forgetting myself to take care of you.
Unloving those around me.
When I keep them like shields.
Surrounding myself in...
I am so scared to do it, yet I’m already so high up, needing to jump.
Unloving you is like trying a new lipstick.
I’m scared to do it because what if people laugh or think I look stupid.
Unloving you is hard.
Because you were so close.
But I know I need to do it,
For fear of unloving myself if I choose not to.
Unloving myself would be nothing new.
Forgetting myself to take care of you.
Unloving those around me.
When I keep them like shields.
Surrounding myself in...
#depression
#dark
#BestFriend
#hurt
#bittersweet
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the dreamless
The Dreamless
Now that he had freed himself of the past looking forward
to think thoughts not hampered by dreams of childhood and
the embarrassment of teenage years and sexual clumsiness
falling in love with the most unsuitable and undesirable person possible because she made hot waffles with blueberry jam and sometime strawberry; he still thinks of his horror when his mother thought that woman was a suitable bride for
him mainly because she was stupid and malleable.
It was that beginning that in the end made him break with his past and declare families...
Now that he had freed himself of the past looking forward
to think thoughts not hampered by dreams of childhood and
the embarrassment of teenage years and sexual clumsiness
falling in love with the most unsuitable and undesirable person possible because she made hot waffles with blueberry jam and sometime strawberry; he still thinks of his horror when his mother thought that woman was a suitable bride for
him mainly because she was stupid and malleable.
It was that beginning that in the end made him break with his past and declare families...
#BestFriend
#relationships
#marriage
#lover
#obsession
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Roller Coasting
She was 56, her siblings were Disney villains, and the husband she'd waited a lifetime for pronounced her "undiagnosed bipolar" a mere three months into their marriage. The woman he left her for wasn't particularly young, thin, or pretty. No, his new wife, Karla, was infuriatingly easy going, a pediatric social worker who taught yoga on Saturdays.
Mary Jane had nothing but substitute teaching jobs, a great set of anodized cookware, a small, paid-off condo and $35,000 inherited from her beloved mother. Her life was easy to leave, and that's what she would do, for a while....
Mary Jane had nothing but substitute teaching jobs, a great set of anodized cookware, a small, paid-off condo and $35,000 inherited from her beloved mother. Her life was easy to leave, and that's what she would do, for a while....
#BestFriend
#travel
#art
#MovingOn
#ThrillSeeking
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"Just" Friends: Riverside

#BestFriend
#sex
#porn
#river
#orgasm
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Honorificabilitudinitatibus!

#BestFriend
#marriage
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Friendship
Tonight my thoughts are focus on the meaning of friendship. And what it means to be a friend to someone. I am some what distressed over it. And I will not hide the fact that I am hurt, I seem to attract undeserving friends. I am a very generous person, I am blessed with the ability to turn compassion into active action. Loyalty is a great ability that I manifest in my flesh. My love is enduring sacrificial and binding. Yet my love is met with deception, treachery, my kindness met with greed. My friendship unappreciated. I have no friends I am friends to others, that are not a friend of mine....
#BestFriend
#relationships
#friendship
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THE RAPTURE IS AT HAND: THE DRYING UP OF THE RIVER EUPHRATES IS THE SIGN !!
The Rapture will involve people dying - mass death.
Nobody will go up without dying. Forget what your pastor told you.
He doesn't know (and may not even care?)
We read that the Rapture is somehow connected to the River Euphrates(Revelation 9.14-15).
It doesn't say the Rapture explicitly.
But it does speak of "the hour and the day" which is code for the Rapture.(Because when Christ spoke of "the hour and the day," (Matt.24.36)
He was referring to the time of THE RAPTURE.
(Later on we read of "the Euphrates drying up" (Rev.16.12).
So,...
Nobody will go up without dying. Forget what your pastor told you.
He doesn't know (and may not even care?)
We read that the Rapture is somehow connected to the River Euphrates(Revelation 9.14-15).
It doesn't say the Rapture explicitly.
But it does speak of "the hour and the day" which is code for the Rapture.(Because when Christ spoke of "the hour and the day," (Matt.24.36)
He was referring to the time of THE RAPTURE.
(Later on we read of "the Euphrates drying up" (Rev.16.12).
So,...
#children
#soldiers
#BestFriend #masculinity
#BestFriend #masculinity
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Happy Girls in Paradise
In the middle of sixth grade I became best friends with Marcie. The Marcie she was back then had frizzy hair and cumbersome black glasses. She was the new girl at school, lost, with no road map to the land of cool. I didn’t have one either, so I guided her into my world.
Soon we spent countless hours at each other’s homes. We made up silly songs and skits. We rode our bikes in Miami’s humidity to the Parrot Jungle, sipping Cokes as crayon-hued Macaws squawked overhead. We had slumber parties with our friends, did cheers on our front lawns, and flew in her father’s corporate jet to...
Soon we spent countless hours at each other’s homes. We made up silly songs and skits. We rode our bikes in Miami’s humidity to the Parrot Jungle, sipping Cokes as crayon-hued Macaws squawked overhead. We had slumber parties with our friends, did cheers on our front lawns, and flew in her father’s corporate jet to...
#teens
#BestFriend
#childhood #MovingOn
#childhood #MovingOn
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Chance reflections off a distant sea
Your heart
'tis solid made
honest as an arrow's truth
i thought i heard
a smallish beckon of forevermore
like the very soil
where seeds find ends
in bones
and soon espied,
were your planted stones
loyal, are hefty winds
that uplift— securing
a sculpted tongue
where the love,
Oh my darling
where our love,
whispers sweetened prose
in dire shared alliance
spilling, perfectly ...
'tis solid made
honest as an arrow's truth
i thought i heard
a smallish beckon of forevermore
like the very soil
where seeds find ends
in bones
and soon espied,
were your planted stones
loyal, are hefty winds
that uplift— securing
a sculpted tongue
where the love,
Oh my darling
where our love,
whispers sweetened prose
in dire shared alliance
spilling, perfectly ...
#love
#BestFriend
#friendship
#Christmas
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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