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Best Poems Written by Gary Bovett

Below are the all-time best Gary Bovett poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Pohutukawa Tree

Pohutukawa tree I wonder
Which of man’s endless bloody battles
Planted you here?
Your venous red needle flowers
Drop to the ground below
Where they lie in corpuscle puddles

Whose mothers are they I wonder?
Lying in the branches
Morning the senseless loss
Of their loved sons and brothers

Pohutukawa tree
Reminder of war’s terrible cost
So Pohutukawa tree be
Keeper of the peace

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Double Entendre

Does it really have to rhyme?
I'm not entirely sure
It simply takes me so much Thyme
Like it's a herbal cure

Perhaps it is to make you laugh
Is merely what is kneeded
Like dough and other moulding stuff
No creativity impeded

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Rosa Parks

Rosa Parks
Would have been a hundred
Were she alive today
Human beings of any colour
would gladly let her sit
Anywhere on the bus
With the possible exception 
Of the driver's seat

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I May Be An Emo

I may be an Emo
 Although I've never been in to self harm
 Other than eating and drinking a little too much on occasions

 When I was 18
 A bunch of my friends ambushed me
 Put makeup all over my face
 Planted the seed 
Likely
 So a late starter
 Emo at 53

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Zoommm

Decided I'd buy a new car
With some money I got from my Ma
So I found an MG
(always wanted one, see)
Now have to drive home from afar

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Presbyterian

Always used to confuse
Pedestrians with presbyterians
Understandable I suppose
Given my limited vocabulary
Watch out  presbyterian crossing 
ahead
Certainly some caution justified
Wouldnt want to run one over
There'd be bagpipes at the funeral
And one less at the Hogmanay

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Performance Anxiety

I may be no linguistic superstar
 Or bachelor,master, doctor of languages
 But i'll have you know
 I've performed my works on many occasions
 To cats, dogs, trees and miscellaneous flora
 All of whom showed quiet
 Appreciation
 And genuine interest 
In what I had to say
 
I have shouted rhymes and
 Metaphors
 At the top of my voice
 To the inside of my house
 While every piece of furniture
 Sat motionless in awe
 Rehearsed countless conversations
 Loudly
 While riding bicycle
 Through quiet spectacular landscapes
 Magnificent mountains
 Stood high in silence
 Listening to every word
 Offering quiet encouragement

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Why Bananas Help You Sleep

Bananas are
As a rule
Fun to have around
All yellow and soft
And curvy
So delicious when they're peeled

They'll ride around with you
All day wherever you go
As a rule
Without complaining
Apart from the odd occasion
When the journey's been a little long
They’ll hint with their own particular perfume


At the end of a long day
You lay the banana
Face up
On the pillow next to you
It smiles
Knowingly

Should you fall asleep
It will still be there
In the morning
Smiling
Inviting
Tempting
A quick snack before breakfast

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Fab Virgil

The bikies are in town today
 Least they're trying to make us think so
 I know different
 Thunderbirds, they really are
 FAB Virgil
 I heard someone say

 Lady Penelope sits astride a  97 Bonneville
 I'd know that hairstyle anywhere
 
Thunderbird 1 cloaked as a Norton Commando
 Thunderbirds 3 and 4
 Triumphs the both of them
 
International rescue comes to town
 Something big is going down
 Must be

 I spied Thunderbird 2
 Parked outside the TAB
 Stopped and asked Virgil
 For an autograph
 Told him I liked his Hells Angels costume
 And asked if he and Lady P
 Were off to a costume party
 
Then he showed me
 The special markings on his arms
 Proof he was from International Rescue
 And suggested I leave quickly
 Clearly something big going down
 International Rescue come to town

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Uncle Jack

Uncle Jack 
Was in the army 
We have the photographs 
To prove it 
Although the S badge 
Attached to the band 
Around his peaked hat 
Suggests blood and fire 
Rather than guns and ammo 

I should have realised 
Unlike our common forebear 
Scottish Montrose 
None of my recent lineage 
Would be brave enough 
To kill 

Uncle Jack 
Did have two brothers 
That he lost 
In the great war 
Careless 
Senseless 
Hopeless 
Brotherless 

So he 
Joined the army 
Grew flowers 
And collected 
Willow 
Pattern 
China