Best Scupper Poems

[Advance Apologies: Sat on this for a few months
Concerned that it may be a little OTT for Soup. If
Your gag reflex is sensitive... best skip this one]


Edible knickers were once quite the thing
For couples who fancied a little more zing
I first heard about them with...

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Friend Ship

When my inner compass falters
	     with joy suspended from a sinking buoy 
as waves rush by in sunken dreams
	     you shine the torch’s flare of sun and moon

When the tell tale light house fades
	  ...

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Plagued by incandescent ferments  I grapple zealously,
with tower blocks of titan topsoil myriads, 
and melange of eccentric foibles,
considered by some to be  a minus,
but without this composite what is my real nature?
reflection on a manifest mettlesome being,
leaden skewed  traffic jam’s tailback of...

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There once was a girl named Sabine
The cutest one I’d ever seen
She had curly hair
And a teddy named Bear
And her bedroom was perfectly clean.

Sabine had a brother named Jude,
A generally radical dude,
Who liked to play games
And call Sabine names
Until Mommy said, “Stop being rude!”

Jude and...

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THUNDERSTORM

Thick oppressive sultriness all day
Then  cool breezes, a cloud signals
The sails of a fighting Armada, 
With massed grey galleons 

Swelling with threatening guns  -
The flashing of their watery cannon beats
Their terrifying cacophony
In the cross-trees and shivering  sheets  -

Hurled balls of rain,...

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I am Nebuchadnezzar
As I eat grass
As my arrogance and pride
Turned me into an ass

I am humbled, I am lost
I am on all-fours
And I cannot even count
The cost

I am Rommel
As I charge through the sands
As hot metal oil steel
Conquers vast empty lands

I am lost
As I count...

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Prattle And Witter 

Midst rumours 
     and rustlings 
And hastily 
     scribbled notes, 
Upheavals 
     and bustlings 
And endless 
     clichéd quotes.
Out of the chaos, 
   ...

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Pytheas was a Greek who journeyed to Britain in the Fourth Century BC and 
discovered the link between the tides and the phases of the moon.

At first I followed the setting sun
To the mouth of the Mediterranean Sea,
Turned past Iberia, northerly,
And set my course for...

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There was a sharp rise 
of indecent things. On the
rocks you left my name
without flowers.

Make a heap of all 
the gifts of life and griefs and 
start a bonfire. No message 
is going to come.

Let us live in separate bowls 
of soup. Time had swept...

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Goodbye six pack hello* poetry scribes

My poetic side COSMOFUNNEL
wordsmith thanks tumblr in his noggin
ofttimes triggering babbling brook 
to swell after deluge
becoming stream of consciousness runnel
carving, gouging, and liquidating topography 
qua zee mow toe natural formed tunnel.

Digitally remastered and revised
since original version rejected, thus
writer released, ...

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Jonah invented the whale
The first man ever to sail
He went round the globe
In his best Sunday robe
His invention was destined to fail 

For Noah had plans for an ark
It’s construction no walk in the park
It took a few years
Some blood sweat and tears
But finally Noah...

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The morn of this lovely day, so bright and brilliant with the glory of God.
I dress for church reluctantly, not knowing the real reason for feeling this way on this glorious Sunday.
Could it be that my bright envision of the church grows dim against what...

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Brexit Sonnet No.21
‘This Emerald Isle’
 

So where’s it gone, this border fraught of ours?
It can’t be seen, this separation sore,
Drawn ‘cross troubled Isle by warlike Mars;
Scratched on map by infected hand of war.
Ignored by happy breed of Brexit man,
This spectre’s yet to come to Leaver’s...

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A tramp steamer plies an ocean of fog. 
The Chief Bos’n makes a note in the log while the helmsman 
Strains to see beyond the wheel. 
The ship’s Captain leaves the bridge with a groan. 
It’s his preference to be dining alone in his cabin,...

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Wobbly knees wheeze and tease
Dark thoughts fumbling, tumbling and rumbling in the mind
Which can no longer squeeze proportion peas
From thought processes, procedures and systems gone blind

In the wake of the disaster
Determined to scupper efforts
I summon to master faster
Techniques and strategies to rescue ports and forts

In...

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