Best Fittings Poems

‘Our House

We bought our house in 1968, for eighteen hundred pounds.

A little terrace in a row, anything bigger was out of our bounds.

It had a loo in the garden, a bath downstairs, three bedrooms.

After a couple of years, we had a bedroom turned into a...

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Fall tumbles relentlessly on our door steps
young winter birds inducing provoking sounds scamper in trees 
Watching winter crawling slowly under our feet.

The night rain wet the ground with sadness 
washing  away the environmental stench
purging the atmosphere of  its infectious dew
And  I could...

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The engine: Long and black
And sleek as she could be
She shook the earth in her approach
As her heraldry.

An atmosphere of steam and smoke
Expanding in her wake
The Queen-of-the-Rails speeds on
An arrival soon to make.

Massive is her presence
Enormity her design
Power is her excess
This Queen is so refined

Once...

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But I remembered posing this possible problem to my son Keith, who is in the oil 
business and he said that fossil fuel oils were derived from vegetable origins not animal 
fossils.. But he didn't specify if it were like radishes, beets, corn or maybe...

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Now that time is getting shorter for the arrival of my new home it has put quite a 
stress on Shirlee and Fred.  They have had to do rearranging out at their place in order to 
accommodate my permanent cabin, besides working their full...

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THE DEVIL'S WIND-CHIMES

Beneath the dark abyss, in the realm beyond
Hell's blackened gates, a haunting music is played,
It is a sounding's evil of supernatural rhythm, with an
Eerie quality of the ethereal, unleashed unto the underworld,
A tormentor's punishment, to plague the souls of the damned.
But the dark...

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'Tis 60 years now come and gone
Since first we took our Pledge
To be true, one to another,
To take a step beyond the sharp edge
That marks the bounds of Mine or Thine,
Embracing, the more nobly, in its stead
This larger life of Two made One,
Sharing our travels...

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She was a 40 foot Bermuda-rigged sloop,
with linen sails a mahogany deck and
brass fittings; he took the east wind out 
of Key Largo, as the dawn picked up the 
spray and pitted his tanned face,

dolphins and flying fish, played with the hull,
trying to beat ...

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Forged in the pit of despair, the Megacity to dwell.
One Place
to rule them all.
Hell.

Let us come soon to surface in false identity,
Saviours, Creators, with no indemnity.
Pen Pal- Secret Admirers, Watchers watching over-- humanity-like Dire Wolves leaving
crop circle clues of 
oracle like the Pied Piper.
We are...

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I was once misfortuned with being called a tool
by a man who believed I was most often the fool.
By a soul who only ever acted on his own behalf
I was told that I'm often used, simply do the math.

I played along with his insult as...

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Every day there I am, out there.
Smartly dressed, all smiles, like I care.
Trying to fit in a world that has no fittings.
Standing straight and decent, in spite of my beatings.

This world is so cruel, yes I can see.
It Stands between me, and what I can...

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Not long ago did I meet her
She was like an angel
draped in tight fittings and sweater
She walked with the most graceful gait
and smelled so nice
In an instant I became a wormed bait
Came up to me and said the most sweetest "Hello"
I was on the verge...

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The most reliable pipes for house plumbing are ones that will persist for a long time, as well as efficiently do the job.

ABS pipes...

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Loaded Guns.
.
Windblown flosating discarded carrier bag
On an empty city street
The eerie silence of a ghost town
No mass of people and pounding feet
.
Rows of abandoned shops boarded up
And closed down
Rats breed like rats
And in daylight as night
Crawl around
.
The steam that used to flow with traffic
Now empty...

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Poems about Poems V

Distances
by Michael R. Burch

There is a small cleanness about her,
as though she has always just been washed,
and there is a dull obedience to convention
in her accommodating slenderness
as she feints at her salad.

She has never heard of Faust, or Frost,
and she is unlikely...

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