Best Parlours Poems

He just appeared to me, like wispily curling 
Chimney smoke, 
One grim and early morning in the very midst of 
Decembers briefest days, on the...

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The see-saw backsides of obesity traverse across the promenade
  Led by bustling torpedo breasts thrusting through the hustling throng;
Past tarnished chromium espresso bars, burger...

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I remember you happiness
through the early aroma
  of grinded coffee beans
wafting gently from
the corner coffee shop
I remember you through
the freshly bread 'scent 
from the...

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The Penny Arcade
 
Back in the 1920's, Americans would go to entertainment
spots around big cities like New York and Chicago, were
you could go to have...

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In a dreary cold township with life all but gone,
The raped rain-slick streets drag on and drag on,
Wet newspaper pages flap into the road,
All the...

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To serve you took an 
oath;
To lead in patriotism
And to shun nepotism.
To hold in esteem the 
nation
And give back with 
integrity its ration.

Like a leader...

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The children were asked to paint

What they remember of summerbreak

In other parts of the world

They would have painted beaches, bicycles

And smiling stickmen in front of...

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I remember you happiness
through the early aroma
  of grinded coffee beans
wafting gently from
the coffee corner shop
I remember you through
the freshly bread 'scent 
from the...

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As the Bus with a sight, rumbled along,
Its weary cargo slumped, for the journey was long.
Babies in agony clung to wretched mothers
Oblivious they are without...

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Every six turns of the moon
A journey to the girl I take.
I leave behind my safe cocoon
Into the noise and into the fake.

The pungent smell...

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You leave the car at what was once, 
in old reality, a farm and where the
National Trust democratise so now not cows 
but parking motorists...

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The Twilight Zone 
In the nearest town and close to all amenities 
such as hospitals and funeral parlours my wife 
and went to look at...

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With a little tightening round the waist 
the skinny day comes out to taste the 
fatness of the light
I am in sight of something great...

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Yesterday,
She was a beauty Queen,
Flying and walking on the smooth roads,
On the streets and restaurants,
Beer parlours and churches,
Like an angel from Venus,
The
Handsome,
Rich
And
Self actualized
Wished
To make her...

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What are we doing?what is our goal in life?
To look most appealing in front of all? 
Be the topper in all? Have most money and...

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