Best Spick Poems

I'd married at 21 and moved overseas with my husband's work, so it had been many years since I had visited my gran at Rose...

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It was about seven in the morn as the sun was starting to rise
Unbeknown to the folks of Milton Creek they were in for a...

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Five miles of neatly spaced suckered palm planted 
Bustling promenade,
Not withstanding a provincial cafe-culture 
Of restaurants and exciting little bars,
Enhance upon regal elegance of the...

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Salted kisses

The ferocious rolling waves
Were broken by the shoreline
Into gentle caressing streams

Wet, fine, white sand grains
Gently scouring and washing with each new step
Left our feet...

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There’s cheap lunches in the Barley Tavern,
each Wednesday, when after one o’clock.
I always chose to eat beer battered fish,
plus mystery cake a little bit ad...

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I was working for Jack Daymond, a farmer,
who farmed livestock, potatoes and vines.
I s’pose he had over two hundred cattle.
The spuds and the grapes grew...

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Standing hoeing garden stones
Eyes awash with tears
As memories flood back from
More than sixty years,
To the little village churchyard
For which my dad cared
And which duty I,...

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To take you in hand
or hold you here where you stand
the wind is your guide
as I salute you with pride
emblem spick and span
for I am...

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Ssss.....
Splendour smooth sound that sounded severally sometime ago,
Smoothly stealthy sensating my soul.
Sound sounding second by second significantly,
saying ''I love you Thabiso'' not even swallowing a...

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Drunken are sailors
Three loose sheets in the 
wind
The fourth in the wind
The vessel spick-and-
span new
Moves in a uncontrolled 
way....

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Surely this will come as no shock,
But it makes me so happy 
When I think of your cooking,
I just imagine it and I start to...

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I used to long for the perfect childhood
the perfect husband, children and house.

I used to long to be wealthy, beautiful looking and perfectly healthy.

They say...

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The sun was shining brightly
Shall we go to the lake said Mam
I was washed and dressed
Placed in my buggy , all spick and span

Mam dressed...

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The journey began from birth
 Since presented out into this life,
 The brow beating experience,
 Gloom besetting this vagabond soul
 Are harrowing like the trail...

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Glorious brace glow from beams of shine
Yellow orange peeps streaming strip lines
Darkness disbands eaten by the sunset
Conjuring baby blossoms to life's sweat
Graciously drowning beating the...

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