Best Gauche Poems

Giving alcohol to a hungry crying child instead of milk
Advising a teenager to neglect all parental advice
Unleashing so much anger when love is on public...

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LA RIVE GAUCHE ARTIST
You touch the light that no one sees
and see winds whisper through the trees
deep in the night you think on these
few things,...

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"Uncircumnavigated"



Just Around the Corner ...



How did you write 
your way 
into my story?

A Wolf 
and
a Fox

Blitzkrieg. 
The rompers 
romp in…

This is unprecedented, unwanted,
Silence is Golden
I...

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"The Crow Bar"

she said,
here I bury my dead,
you can hear them sleeping
somnulent forget-me-nots,
snoring blithely unaware,
in neat rows between 
the thick,
ink injected lines,
their soiled lives
ploughed and...

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"The Wormwood Portfolio"



Reams of stories
riddled with worms
wood for burning
all the children
cover their eyes
tears smoked 
into the lungs
gender fluid
propheticising 
bitter water
electric brains
chipped like 
fine-boned China
downloading 
overloads...

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(As Galileo left the session of the Inquisition
at which he had been forced to deny his own
discovery that the earth orbited the sun, and
had to...

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Love is a poison that kills the heart and soul, 
It forces the heart to yean for it's own death,
Beating faster and faster as the...

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"The Queen's Slippers - Part 2"




There goes my heart
with bags packed
no turning back
or final wave
seated hooded next to huntsman
innocent, gauche, temperamental
There will come a time
to...

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"The Monochrome Echo Chamber"




How many Roads
to "IT"
Black 
as Black & White? 
or Unicorns and Rainbows?

Unitarian 1 and only 1 
Trinitarian 3 exist in 1 
An...

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It was a time to bond and booze with dear Papa,
An interval all the more naughtily charming
As it inflamed the temper of irascible Mama.
Before happy...

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There was this pristine poetess
who signed off: " Light and Love."
with the rocket plunge of osprey
and the soft cadence of a dove.

She grips each adverb...

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My fingers were running away 
with the excitement of it all
you could just taste the thrill 
of the catch in the air
as they tripped one...

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Wobbly I stood and wobbly I remain -

The sole  of my Soul untested and untried

Not trusting the firmament on which its stability stands.

So I...

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“Sir, Sir, why are you smiling, so happy and glad,
If you do not mind to answer my simple query,
Please teach me how to be urbane...

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The name 
mistakenly saintly, 
the other one 
a rite-of-life, 
a gauche passage 
for some, for most
the contract costly,
imprints its meaning 
post firey baptismal dive
to rise...

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