John I Nash Poems

As I reach my boat I hear the clanking of the halyard against the mast, a sound I have longed to hear music to my ears. Excitement builds as I calmer aboard and make ready my boat for the adventure she and I will share.

Knowing wind to my stern will ease my departure, boom to port tiller pushed away to my starboard she knows her way now, this Philly of the sea. Jib starboard Main to the port we sail wings in front of the wind.
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This path has no mercy, it cares not and has much mischiefs that keep us apart. It's duration causes want in my soul if all was to be told.

The dust choking my throat in desire, that no water can clear, do you hear this rasp this gasp of want, fulfillment is so near yet comes no closer.
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Come closer that I might lie next to thee, let me kiss you down to the knee, let me taste the love that I put there, you know where.

Kisses abound I love the sound that our loving makes ever so quite, but grows with urgent passion and deep down need, this is true love indeed.
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I get so mad at you! but that you knew, I want you to know that I love you to, with my heart and soul, I give you my all.

When I'm down, you pick me up, when you are down, I get so mad at you! for being hurt, I feel like dirt, for causing that pain, , , , I know it's insane,
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As I walked down the path, I felt like whistling, but my whistle is such a feeble thing, it mattered not to me. It felt good to be out and about.

As I walked I kicked the dirt on the path in front of me and looked at the sand as it fell back to earth, such a simple thing that makes a man feel good.
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Treason always comes with a smile, but it is still vile.

No reason in this season to hide the truth, Let it be told this man is your enemy who has sowed the seeds of deceit among his fellow Americans and their allies.
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Beloved God, Lord father of the universe and of all men bound and free. Father of Jesus who died on the cross and risen from the dead by you. I raise my hands in prayer to the heavens and bow my head in humble submission. I, a sinner look to you for renewal of my soul for I have walked amongst sinners and through my ignorance have partaken of their mischief.

It is said that by your guidance one could learn of your law and then cast off one's old evil nature and put on the cloak of a new pure nature righteous in it's pursuit of goodness, living a Godly life following all of your laws as laid out by Moses and in so doing be reborn in your name.
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Grim face he looks at me fire in his eyes muscles tense, this younger image of myself. I wish he weren't so much like me, he will do anything to succeed, determination is his creed, work will never stop until he is dead indeed, just like me.

Does not know how to rest, thinks he has to beat all the rest, hard work is his only answerer, it is his master.
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As we get older we are no longer as bolder. We get timid and week and no longer seek the truth within us. The desires that drive ones heart are pounded out by those that do not, or do not wish to understand us.

They say this is the way to be, does not matter that you want it not, they insist it be. Stay young at heart, answer your desires no matter what. Do not listen to the Nay-Sayers they are the ones that are like a clock with no handles.
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