Best Gangster Poems

Appreciation:
A big thank you Silent One for your splendid narration of this poem.

THE GANGSTER

Through foreboding, whispering, wintery air
A woken Heron shrilly shrieks somewhere
Reflective iridescent gem...

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Until 1934 I was a barber, that used to be my profession.
Many people are suffering because of this Great Depression.
A Gangster walked into my shop...

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~Woody Wood From the Hood~

Deep, inside yourself, you walk a sour way of life,
Carving my name, on every tree with a hunting knife
You log in,...

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FRED THE PERV.

Kinky Fred stole knickers off the line
One summer night his haul totalled nine
His spree ended in tears
Got an extra ten years
When Judge Sue...

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OLD MA.

Old Ma always gave the kids a nice treat
Always nuts and never anything sweet
But they soon found out why
Nuts were in great supply
Choc nut...

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King Vlad Redux – Second Cold War

Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin’s grimy fingerprints on current history
are for him nothing to gloat about—au contraire I say emphatically:
His actions...

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The New "Robbin'" Hood

This guy I describe can have many names.
He’s greedy and mean and likes to play games.

I’ll just call him Robbin’ with double-b,
for...

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"The Hummingbird Cake"




The day started bright -

Bright Eggshell Blue
and ended in percussion
dark and cloudy stormed in
thunder pummelled drums
against a backdrop of 
bruised eggshell dijon yellow
sweating...

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"The Sleeping Man at the Picnic"



What dreams this man has
to escape a world 
where his humanity
is a contagion 
soldier ants swagger 
holding gangster guns
he’s counting...

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Zany insanity,
he’s a buffoon from the moon-
Quipster and hipster,
he’s a complicated pantaloon.
Prankster gangster,
tactless with madness-
Wisecracker and entertainer
is he fun, or full of sadness? 

He’s humorous...

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"The Big Guns"



A woman goes into war
with the matrimony of 
Life and Death 
a wound left empty
a gash pushing up 
daisies where bleeding
seeds don’t bloom...

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Scarecrow Addict
           

Gritted and dusty
Powered by flack jacket eyes
Bootsteps through grey puddles
Flotilla of cigarette butts
Trash...

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I'll play the bad guy,
if it will make you feel better.
I'll make it my favourite role,
they'll probably award me an Oscar.

I'll stand in the firing...

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Like a bagel with no hole
Like a flag without a pole
Like a singer with no soul
Like a furnace with no coal

Like a gangster with no...

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It's goodbye to mad Frankie Fraser
The East Ends gangster appraiser
So loyal to the Kray's
To his very last day
One the Sixties ultimate erasures




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