Best Creamed Poems

With little hope within this day.....	Tomorrow
arrives like spoilt milk and..........	Is
the curdling basis for.................	Another
creamy, buttery........................	Day....

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Many ingredients bake writing inspiration.
This recipe combines a stirring sensation:  

Heaps of desires never realized
as marinated in teary sore eyes;
Quantities of wide open spaces
caramelized...

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Inspired by the write of you
creamed through a paper sieve to cup
with both hands the leavings that you trail
 the write of you

like the chewed...

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Early rain falls gently

like his fingers running softly

 through her tousled hair

The wind breathes lightly

like his lips treading velvets

on her cheek,along her neck

and across her...

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Do I dare look at you when I walk these streets?
Chase your shadow as it crawls under my feet?
For I have walked my way through...

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Candy floss, seaside rock, smoothies, and flags sporting
Union Jacks
Replace the old traditions of striped deckchairs 
And Kiss-Me-Quick hats.
Chipwicks for our salt and vinegar fries
And their...

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As the rooster crows:
 
A look in the pool mirrored a perfect mop
At times of frizzy hair or defiant shaggy tresses
Ohhh the satisfaction at the...

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From cracks above, lightning explodes
A deranged sea rattling the mast;
Hanging on  between  life and doom
My fate near water’s rim, harassed
When darkness hides the...

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So versatile is the potato.
It’s orange; it’s yellow; it’s white; it’s sweet.
It’s baked or boiled; it’s mashed or fried.
It’s served with poultry, with fish or...

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His ramrod back, his brill-creamed hair 
and waxed moustache gave him a certain air, 
a certain dash, and a military bearing. 
His speech was clipped....

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"Possums on the  Run - Part 1"


Well she ran away
danced the F.U.	 
Revolutionary Dance
Jokers are trumps
Euchre, 500, 
Queens Slippers
no Deuce, no Romance

Holey holy 
blue...

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Morning time...waking with sweets in my mouth
cinnamon carameltmarshmellowed out
breakfast cereal Sugar Dynamite
secret prize inside,bestows x-ray sight

Sugar shock,tooth rot,'60s psycotropic lollipops
an infinite selection @ Treat's Sweetshop
its...

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The warmth of the sun holds you in an embrace
Like a lover, gently kissing your neck and your face
Your body relaxed, almost slipping away
Your thoughts,...

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Who the hell do you think you are?
Who give you the right
To behave
Like the rest of the cave men?
I thought you were enlightened
Learned
I thought….
Damn you!
Damn...

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As I watch a creamed-full moon come to crest,
a darkened backdrop takes thoughts away;
into the night of heaven, where loved ones rest.

I stop for a...

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