Best Residential Poems

Oh how very earnestly pleasing
I do so find
The wide, sun splashed avenues
Of grand residential Worthing;
Where the old poets
Announce each and every corner;
So neatly squared and...

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Uncomplicated me
I thought I was coloured blind
free thinking and kind
with an evolved mind
Loving and accepting 
of the ones I find

Yet my blindness 
Is that of...

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Politics and Poetry – is hate really the answer

Why write a poem of hate about Trump
He’s been there just over a week
Though Hilary Clinton the...

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Uncomplicated me
I thought I was colour blind
free thinking and kind
with an evolved mind
Loving and accepting 
of the ones I find

Yet my blindness 
Is that of...

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Children as young as three years old,
    Killed for not doing as they’re told,
    Forced to forget their culture...

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On The Edge

He lays flat on the floor
on the edge of his mind's cliff.
Taking notes, he wonders
“Is this life worth living?”

He tries to remember,
tries to...

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Prince Sun summons lovingly his beautiful wife,
The princess who’s  always shining at night in full, quarter or half;
Oh, my darling where have you been?
I’ve...

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I remember the days
before technology
before computers
before cell phones
before smart tvs

In particular
I remember one summer day
when I heard on the radio
that the microwave oven
had been invented...

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On The Edge

He lay flat on the floor
On the edge of his mind's cliff
Taking notes
Wondering
is this life worth living

He tried to remember
Grasp onto
Happier times
Shadows of...

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The Kookaburra, this terrestrial Kingfisher like bird
With it's onomatopoeic call, laughter in it's world
They inhabit arid savanna's and humid forests so lush
Also suburban to residential,...

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When Laughter Falls on Gods Ears

Today I was reminded that “GOD still happens”
Despite it all “God still happens” No dogs barking –
On this still solemn...

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Once our land stretched from coast to coast
and the drums of the people beat proud
we were mighty and we were strong
    ...

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26.

A stationary bicycle
Never travels very far.
Nor sniffs the meadow flowers
Or sets the evening star.

It is far from me to criticize
The direction that you ought...
But it...

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Humble yesterday, your intimate memories are now
bearing false witness, following our demise. 
There are scattered whispers of a residential cloud 
nine, that I called my...

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I was taken from this life 
in the black night, blindfolded 
to be clubbed to death

so that I 
might be born again 
in spirit song,...

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