Best Sups Poems

Her whisper gentle like the summer breeze
Calls a passing sparrow lonely and shy,
One that had escaped the northerly bise
Intoxicated from flying too high.
A welcoming hand held out a surprise
While a tranquil voice hints of sweet meadows,
Orchestration of each golden sunrise
Her kindly eyes destroy fearsome shadows.
This...

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Another Christmas day is finally here
The very thought fills me with such fear
I have to try and control my old Aunty Mable
Once she hits the gin she gets very unstable

Uncle Arthur rushes in and opens the sherry
then sups half the bottle and gets really merry
He...

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The walker prevails without his brimmed hat, 
skirting whirling dervish of hungry gnats 
which seek to explore each orifice bare - 
to sample the blood from here and from there, 
as discerning vintner sups from each vat.  

Tackling a gradient sure to task fat...

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Peridot


Of all the fine gems that I know, my favorite is Peridot.
My August birthstone pleases me, since color green and I agree.
Now, Peridot is lesser-known among most gemstones that are shown.
It once was called 'Gem Of The Sun', and Cleopatra's most loved one.

Egyptian scrolls say...

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Here squats a Black Widow spider,
who sups a swig of sweet cider.
     He spies her there,
     scoots close to share
and sips the hot brew beside 'er.

She darts with aim to devour,
her size gives her lethal power.
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Sound the gong
O ye poetic comrades! 
Heralding the seventieth year of the River 
Play the flute
O ye poetic comrades!
A symphony of moving waters.

As the river flows, not withstanding
Its stage of life into craving streams
So does of the poetic life of Lindsay Barrett
Flows into the open...

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My beer-swilling auntie called Mabel
Could drink most blokes under the table
She sups pint after pint
Almost every night
No wonder her legs are unstable!

06~07~17...

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Grief comes uninvited, like a marauder,
like a one man army charging,
he makes an unexpected onslaught.
A thief in the dark who comes stealthily,
without pausing to seek permission
and settles in the heart like an intruder

His stay is long and tedious.
He eats away our vitality,
sups on our vulnerability,
sucks...

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waterfall trickles
thawing ice releases drops..
moss 'pon rocks turns green

The frozen giant towers
Great mighty melting water

waterfall's moisture
seeps as spring awakes nature...
deer sups deep from stream

rain from mountain top
turns to mist as it comes down..
rainbow in my eyes

The bridal veil waterfall
Seen through Azaleas' blossoms

The morning day scents
Come...

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The wolves do lope high and free
in mountainous trails and her masonry
the hallowed wood and rocky clefts
hold the dens of their hidden nests
Golden eyes pierce thickened dark
hunting prey within their park
hot breath raises mist in their flight
with urges to run in thick of night
lounging with...

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Pelted forth, hanging strings of moorland curtains,
  Endless rains, tart and stinging nettles,
Drive the icy pitons, needles of frozen spite,
  Through the scalp into the mind where it unsettles.

God, I hate this land, this patch of grub and blight,
  And lachrymose faces,...

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waterfall trickles
thawing ice releases drops...
moss 'pon rocks turns green

The frozen giant tower
Great mighty melting water

waterfall's moisture
seeps as spring awakes nature..
deer sups deep from stream

rain from mountain top
turns to mist as it comes down..
rainbow in my eyes 

The bridal veil waterfall
Seen through Azaleas' blossoms

early morning scents
come...

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Are you sleeping, brother John?
The cock doth crow, to let you know,
if you be wise, tis time to rise.
If you see a barber, shaving a pig, 
ask how many hairs to make a wig.

This is the man, all tattered and torn,
a stick in his hand,...

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The rich man sups his Cognac
As he sits and relaxes
Complaining in his mind about
The level of his taxes,
Congratulates himself 
On the amounts
Secreted away in
Offshore Accounts,
Wines and dines his Advisor
Just to show his thanks.
The poor man shows his gratitude 
For his local Food Banks.
Both profess Christianity
Which...

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