Best Cray Poems

In one square mile, northeast of Noojee,
there are seven birds that I often get to see
as I walk on the tracks in pristine forestry,
in one square mile, northeast of Noojee.

A Whipbird crack through ti-tree scrub,
a Lyrebird echo from Cascade Creek,
Red Browed Finch on the sword...

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Village in the Valley left behind, and then it's a fine find
Mountain in the making...in the dark alleys of my mind

You're a flashlight
In the night
You are a friend 
Till the end
Bite the bullet
You're the village in the valley
Ignite the regret 
I'm the flag on the...

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My curfew according to my mom is, “before the sun goes down!”
She never gives me the time to meet with friends and hang around
My dad on the other hand lectures me in Korean
He still doesn’t realize that I literally cannot understand him
He might as well...

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Where twilight kisses the breeze
carpets of lavender blue
sweet scent of the honeydew
village of cray grew.

 Meadows fan the fragrant breeze
dry stones walls in lanes appease
purple haze hugs the skyline
upon nabwood hill.

  Guardian of cuckoo’s nest
here nature’s face has no grace
on highway of windswept flocks
beneath...

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Hey, Cray-cray Bobby May, don't hide away; come out and play!


Jan. 8. 2021 for Bobby MAY'S Tease A Friend Poetry Contest...

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I want sombody that can see what im doing here.
From every word that goes to your eye then your ear.
What does he mean some sometimes subliminly say.
Not that it doesnt go out and over the other ear anyway.
Hey!
Your reading this right?
Do you get the message...

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Eh, Bebe ... 
clueless you with the wide eyes open, 
which can’t see

So apoplectic of heart,
paralyzed by the cobra sway
of changeling channel charmer words

Gen Z baby gloomer 
remote diaphragm controlled,
go back to analog sleep

Oh  oh ... video comatose — 
Nightmares begat by daydreams
of reel...

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   "A Christmas Wish for Santa"



O Santa! it's been very hard to be good all year
and Christmas Eve is nearing for presents 'neath green tree
listening for the sound of your sleigh and eight tiny reindeer
am hoping for a special choice of boxes just...

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Its been over 27 years coming
 this missive or letter,
 maybe poem ? 

I HATE Mother’s day !!
 with a passion ... I've said it ...
 The sheer relief is palpitating
 a load of my mind, and body,
 slithers away peacefully knowingly,
 just to see...

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Hate the feelings of ew's and ugh's...let's pause before we put our paws on this unmanageable cause with silent applause (quiet interest or hushed enthusiasm)
What's the cause of these negative, gross, worthless flawful laws that opens a juzzilion jaws 

I wear the mask of smiles
I...

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Dear Lil sister. .
Hey pretty girl how you doing these days.  How's life treating ya,  hope it 
hasn't been to cray. I noticed you were down,  well how bout u talk to me. I 
just wanna uplift ya, see you become who...

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A GUMMY FISHERMAN
By
Kevin L Fairbrother
The sheltered bay disguised what was to come
Around the headland we hit it head on
Four to five meter waves and breaking on top
And a wind that was building making lots of spray

A man takes many risks for a crayfish on his...

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You say I’m crazy
I would say otherwise
Change is a challenging chore, 
But honey, I ain’t a bore

Put a sock in it…
Stop throwing your childish fit
Pressured to do something I don’t want to
Ta-ta…love of mine
I’m fading away…insanity becomes serpentine to my skull and soul
And I see...

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Must our eyes even when we blind see
I closed my eyes but   Zipporah D ‘Ead was aborting the Evil
Zipporah says Kevin Daddy closed her eyes not to see
And that mother sees but to her it’s no Evil
Remember my daughter all we have is...

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When I get tired of the concrete and tar
there’s a place I can go, and not travel far,
that hasn’t been touched by progress at all;
nature stands still beneath gums growing tall.

And in amongst shadows with sprinkled light,
there’s rippling water and birds taking flight,
a sprinkling of...

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