Long Poems About Friendship
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Long poems about friendship. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Secrets - Freddy
The gym in Burrington draws me back and I go to see Gordon Day again. We arrange to get together for a drink at the weekend. Mel's far from happy when I tell her, especially as I promised her I wouldn't. Hoping to calm things, I take her and Robert out for dinner on Friday evening, sticking to soft drinks so she can enjoy a glass or two of wine with her pasta dish, but I can see she's concerned (and annoyed too) over my renewed contact with Gordon.
Saturday, we spend most of the day rambling near the hilly mill town of Hebden Bridge. The weather's warm and windy. Sunlight trickles...
Saturday, we spend most of the day rambling near the hilly mill town of Hebden Bridge. The weather's warm and windy. Sunlight trickles...
#friendship
#mystery
#risk
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On Her Birthday
Her girlfriends took her out Friday afternoon for her birthday
This was her 40th
That Sunday her & her husband were leaving for a Mediterranean Cruise
That was his gift to her
He was deeply in love with her
There was also a close bond between the two of them
About ten years ago she helped her husband overcome drugs & alcohol
He was hooked for years
Almost lost his job, family, house and his own life because of these addictions
It was tough for him
Many times he fell off but he persevered and kept on pushing forward
One day,...
This was her 40th
That Sunday her & her husband were leaving for a Mediterranean Cruise
That was his gift to her
He was deeply in love with her
There was also a close bond between the two of them
About ten years ago she helped her husband overcome drugs & alcohol
He was hooked for years
Almost lost his job, family, house and his own life because of these addictions
It was tough for him
Many times he fell off but he persevered and kept on pushing forward
One day,...
#addiction
#birthday
#friendship
#love
#tragedy
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The hunters Moon
I walked out late at night.
The moon was shining so so bright.
I thought to myself .....Life !
There's no rhyme or reason to it all.
Just a lovely feeling & a lovely sight.
Just looking at a moon so big n bright.
Viewing natures awe and wonder.
A chance to Just stop and stare.
Cares of the world fade away.
When moments of bliss occurs.
To feel contented and at peace.
Later that day in a pub having a quiet pint.
I met a fella I've never met before.
Only heard of him a...
The moon was shining so so bright.
I thought to myself .....Life !
There's no rhyme or reason to it all.
Just a lovely feeling & a lovely sight.
Just looking at a moon so big n bright.
Viewing natures awe and wonder.
A chance to Just stop and stare.
Cares of the world fade away.
When moments of bliss occurs.
To feel contented and at peace.
Later that day in a pub having a quiet pint.
I met a fella I've never met before.
Only heard of him a...
#emotional
#friendship
#memories #moon
#memories #moon
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Tales From My Poetic Crypt Vol 2: The 4 Horsemen
One upon a Distant Planet...
They came down
Sifting through the Ether of
My Imagination....rippling through Biblical Scrolls
Adding a Knew Chapter to the Book Of Timothy
Unlikely Prophets...Heralding the most Unique Fields of Thought
The First a Poetic Alchemist...
Jagged in Expression...Scythe in Expansion
Terraforming Formalities...Redundancies...
Rhyming Patterns...turning I's into {Eyes} right before My ...
They came down
Sifting through the Ether of
My Imagination....rippling through Biblical Scrolls
Adding a Knew Chapter to the Book Of Timothy
Unlikely Prophets...Heralding the most Unique Fields of Thought
The First a Poetic Alchemist...
Jagged in Expression...Scythe in Expansion
Terraforming Formalities...Redundancies...
Rhyming Patterns...turning I's into {Eyes} right before My ...
#dark
#friendship
#LifeAsAWriter #memories
#LifeAsAWriter #memories
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SPIRITUAL POWER OF A WOMAN
It's me again the story teller of words ✍️ I would like to take a moment of your time, to give my own utmost respect to all the women's of the world. 🌎 For sure if it wasn't for a strong 💪woman there wouldn't be a strong man. THAT is willing to stand and fight as a strong man. Building a strong relationship with a strong, foundation of steel and stones. 🪨 THAT together they shall always stand side by side. For sure I give them the upmost honor with respect, for if wasn't for a woman we as men could not even EXIST....
#BestFriend
#childhood
#fatherhood
#friendship
#motherhood
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This Song (It's for You)
You showed up in a dream last night
and you were not ok
You never said a word,
but tears were rolling down your face
I didn’t ask you questions,
just held you while you cried
And when I woke, the rain
was pouring down outside
I know that I can’t call you,
How random that would seem
We’re really not that kind of friends,
We only talk in memes.
I’m not the one you’d turn to
if things were going wrong,
But you’re the one who crashed my dream,
so I’m writing you this song.
...
and you were not ok
You never said a word,
but tears were rolling down your face
I didn’t ask you questions,
just held you while you cried
And when I woke, the rain
was pouring down outside
I know that I can’t call you,
How random that would seem
We’re really not that kind of friends,
We only talk in memes.
I’m not the one you’d turn to
if things were going wrong,
But you’re the one who crashed my dream,
so I’m writing you this song.
...
#friendship
#music
#relationships
#respect
#support
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Secrets - Meeting With Gordon
I recognise him straightaway. Gordon Day, even though he looks nothing like the Gordon Day you and I knew once. Back then, Gordon was a small boy, ruddy faced, with a mop of reddish-brown hair – lovable, in a way, but impish, I suppose. The guy in the gym looks like a tough nut capable of taking someone round the side and laying into them. He's wearing a blue gym vest with the gym logo on, the sort of vest that shows off serious muscle, and his cropped hair and the grin make him appear more youthful than a person in their mid-thirties.
He stops talking to the henna hair...
He stops talking to the henna hair...
#childhood
#conflict
#friendship
#memories
#mystery
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Secrets - Gordon Day
Burrington is full of coffee houses and arts and craft shops. Shoppers and tourists amble across the cobbled walkway, towards the market square, some with walking boots and maps, one gentleman with a beard and glasses smoking a long pipe while studying a map.
I still haven't got used to the slow pace of life and doubt I ever will; in London, everyone rushes everywhere. I spot a war memorial in the centre of town and a natural health centre tucked away in a mews with dried herbs hanging in the window. The surrounding hill countryside is steeped in folklore and a history of locals...
I still haven't got used to the slow pace of life and doubt I ever will; in London, everyone rushes everywhere. I spot a war memorial in the centre of town and a natural health centre tucked away in a mews with dried herbs hanging in the window. The surrounding hill countryside is steeped in folklore and a history of locals...
#friendship
#memories
#mystery
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Thee Underclass
It was thee 18th century, and I was just a mere vagabondus.
I couldn't hold down a job, I think one week was my longest!
With a peaky blinders cap and my waistcoat on tight,
I would wander thee streets at night, drunk, and get into fights.
It was thee old days of Landan, full of buskers and harlots.
Staggering past thee beggers, on thee way to thee market.
I met a Dorris called Charlotte, going past on her horse and cart,
She offered me a lift and asked where I'd like to depart?!
She was talking all jargon about nobility,...
I couldn't hold down a job, I think one week was my longest!
With a peaky blinders cap and my waistcoat on tight,
I would wander thee streets at night, drunk, and get into fights.
It was thee old days of Landan, full of buskers and harlots.
Staggering past thee beggers, on thee way to thee market.
I met a Dorris called Charlotte, going past on her horse and cart,
She offered me a lift and asked where I'd like to depart?!
She was talking all jargon about nobility,...
#friendship
#heroic
#humankind #masculinity
#humankind #masculinity
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The Vanguard
The thing I love most about writing Poetry is that
...it makes me feel Human
There's something so....so...sooo
...Restorative about it
Akin to a grounding effect
....a safe space where all of my Barbed Wires
Can vibe in Peace and Purity
...almost like a Seance
Of sorts...
......where a streamline of Dreamed Affirmations
Morph into Bonafide Confirmations...
And then...ahhhh...and then
Let's...
...it makes me feel Human
There's something so....so...sooo
...Restorative about it
Akin to a grounding effect
....a safe space where all of my Barbed Wires
Can vibe in Peace and Purity
...almost like a Seance
Of sorts...
......where a streamline of Dreamed Affirmations
Morph into Bonafide Confirmations...
And then...ahhhh...and then
Let's...
#friendship
#gratitude
#spiritual
#travel
#WritingPoetry
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why do you only call me when you're high?
The phone rings
and I feel like I'm playing
Russian Roulette with
Jekyll and Hyde
to answer or ignore
to answer or ignore
to answer or ignore
I answer
And it's all "hey babe
how you doing
I miss you"
and I can pretend
with total conviction
that this is the real you
that this moment in time
is a slice of reality
untainted
30 minutes in and I wish
I hadn't picked up
the fucking phone
...
and I feel like I'm playing
Russian Roulette with
Jekyll and Hyde
to answer or ignore
to answer or ignore
to answer or ignore
I answer
And it's all "hey babe
how you doing
I miss you"
and I can pretend
with total conviction
that this is the real you
that this moment in time
is a slice of reality
untainted
30 minutes in and I wish
I hadn't picked up
the fucking phone
...
#addiction
#depression
#drugs #friendship
#drugs #friendship
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Secrets - The Disclosure
I have chips and gravy for tea, along with a couple of chunks of homemade bread to dip in the gravy. Doorsteps, we called them when we were kids. Mel shakes her head and says I need to eat more sensibly.
Afterwards, we retreat to my flat for a few minutes and talk with the door open, keeping an eye on Robert who's in the other flat on Mel's computer. A delicate matter, she said earlier, one she would prefer Robert not to overhear.
'There's something I think you ought to know,' she says. 'Gordon Day's living in Burrington and is in charge of the gym there.' ...
Afterwards, we retreat to my flat for a few minutes and talk with the door open, keeping an eye on Robert who's in the other flat on Mel's computer. A delicate matter, she said earlier, one she would prefer Robert not to overhear.
'There's something I think you ought to know,' she says. 'Gordon Day's living in Burrington and is in charge of the gym there.' ...
#friendship
#memories
#mystery #risk
#mystery #risk
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