Best Flavoursome Poems

(1946)

Walking in Sailor Fields amongst the nettles
picking blackberries, the brambles 
cut deep savage the mind.
Yet the bowl to be filled the jam
to be boiled the bread of hope
to be flavoursome, while the innocence
of it all enhanced by the beauty of the place. 
The Village shimmers...

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It darts past then briefly hovers
picking up the scent of rotted fruit
following it to until it came to the source
where it feasts until bloated.

Back on the hunt it swoops
and dives like a bomb,
flashing its yellow and black body
a warning to all to keep away.

Uninvited it...

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Forever
   
                   Feasting  famished,

           Flapjacks, frankfurter's, fajitas

       Flavoursome...

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First name
unique, generous, wondrous, enigmatic, hopeful 
Sister of Madonna, Gail, Chris, Diane and Heather
Lover of life, puzzles, people's laughter and language
Who feels loves intensity with hope
Who fears the dark, enclosed spaces, yet feels fearless in the breeze
Who would like to see the masses succeed
Resident of...

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Coffee or tea?

Fragmented frogs frolicking fruitlessly freeing flavoursome fairy freckles,
But what of the speckled hound in the bin?
Well he growled,
He snarled,
The sole paw pilot pivoting,
How interesting was it to note though that the frogs although fragmented held a fragrance like no other,
And like no other...

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I see sparkles
I hear wedding bells
Bright sunny day
People make way


I stand in the middle 
As I see him
Looking at me, dazzled
His eyes talk to mine
Causing my eyes to shine


His dark hair neatened
With his dark tuxedo straightened
Handsome is less to say
As my eyes hold his


I swift...

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A milk bottle of combustion is a silver tongued spoon. A dragon headed fortress underground. Weaving wavering waving wandering. A teaspoon of cataclysm in giant catacombs. Dominatrix circles and whirlpools. How very stylish Madame de feetoo. While festooned on a chaise long is a long...

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Have I ever told you that
   … as you lie next to me
I know that you are cheating 
   …I have seen both you and she

I heard you talking on your phone 
You’d no idea that I was home
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King Duncan wouldn't allow it
Chin sweat and air conditioning 
Sending me into a linguistic shaming spiral

Flavoursome mints and sparkling water
Won't fix this wet nightmare
Telling the steps to SHUT UP

Sock sniffer
Chemical bomb leather shoes
Armpits oceaning

Give me Nigeria 
Or the jungle
Where the birds don't sing

My wife has...

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I have a friend who I visit regularly,
He calls me Smith the Grocer, STG for short,
And when I text him, I sign off with STG,
Sometimes I add other abbreviations for him to guess,
A bit of harmless fun between friends. 

Little did I know that a...

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A beef stew is neither a mildew or an orange orbital hue. It is a flavoursome culinary creation. And when particles skip. Dust off the spoon and dance crab like to tunes emerging from the bubbling pot. It is ripe a seed and radiantly flowing....

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SOCIAL PEACOCK 

Playing the audience
The peacock struts 
How daintily and deftly
He swans around weaving intrigue
Flattering all
The kiss of a hand or an awaiting cheek
Done to perfection
Him who knows the value of each person to him
Knows how to please
The machinations of a society full of gossip
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The moveable feast
Free food for the  forager
Weeds for the foolish

Nettles that sting you
are nettles that can  feed you
Praise the forest fare

Flowers to fauna
mother nature’s larders full
of flavoursome treats

Free to the finder
fare fit for a king or queen
three cheers for free food....

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Bean bags. Vacuum cleaners. And dustbins. Lining up. Waiting. Waiting for the cloths. The cloths are counting dust particles. That will take a very long time indeed. And yellow striped lights are not tigers. They are a glow of stained paint. So count the wiggles...

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For if my heart
Were such as this
With taste and tears
On every kiss

It could explain
Each reason why
The love lorne layers
Do testify

To pungent faith
Flavoursome hope
Formed in the dark 
With potent scope

To underpin
The panoply
Of every tasty
Recipe 

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