Best Trawls Poems

Matchstick Bikes 

To tinkers and toilers 
     I salute, 
From mending boilers 
     to weaving jute, 
Man and boy 
     for generations, 
I will unemploy 
     your occupations. 

To...

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Relaxing Music for Deep Sleep. Delta Waves.
Calm Background for Sleeping, Meditation, and Yoga.

Amidst human tempest
malevolent fiery brew
whereby renegades who 
kickstarted effective coup
I laid down with
eyes wide shut yours truly drew

listening to above
world wide web hyperlink
silently lambasting rambunctious
hoodlums ewe
could literally feel
maniacal malefactors rage that flew

wrenching loose...

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frantic talent
among willow  shadows
capsized boats
in trawls meshes
the spiders spinning brocades

lights at the window
someone waiting for us
an ardent desire floating in the air
set free
the moon soal wandering

a cock
sifting the stars with kikeriki
in the lake full of waterlilies
waves of silvery clouds putting out the night lantern
slowly...

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She paints a perfect picture
As she trawls the rocky strand
A muscle here a barnacle there
Enough to fill both hands
.
Two odd socks for one at least
will decorate her cast
Her hair tied up as best dad can
Which probably won't last
.
Bent double as she picks seashells
Her pants tag...

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Drapes are closed but the sun gets through
Summer morning, birds a-tweeting
Sweat on sheets, personal dew
Two more snoozes then up for meeting

A chunk of mahogany
Surrounded by suits
Well-shaved chins
Playing silk flutes

Golden cuff links
Slide over shine
Reaching for Perriere:
Businessman's wine

The big-haired girl
With tight lips and skirt
With clipboard and pen
In...

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He trawls the wide cosmos
            in infinite sway,
precocious prodigy scanning
            the milky way,
a worldly net of technology
      ...

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Isis trawls the Nile,
Finds thirteen dismembered parts,
The phallus missing,
Sings, resurrects Osiris,
Fashions gold phallus, conceives....

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Oh the aches and pains that haunt me,
Whilst I sit here in this chair. 
Of winters cruel indulgence,
And its harsh bitter air. 

The small cuts on my fingers,
What rights have they to sting so much?
The chafing of the bitter cold etch them also,
If only I...

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Twilight gleams as its last, satiating stream falls
Malingering shadows cast their tepid tent over the sun's fiery cauls
Shadows recede; an eerie awning o'er earth's tenants slowly crawls
Darkness's bleary shroud o'er earth's canopy sprawls
Jaded sojourners scurry to their lighted halls; ballasted by their plastered walls  
Nocturnal...

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Within my healing, broken heart shatters yet again through unrequited love.
Within my healing, wounded soul injures yet again through bitter- sweet yearn. 
Within my healing, endured storm afflicts yet again through absurd swirling conjectures.
Within my healing, violent waters trawls me deeper yet again through unfulfilled...

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Like a sword
you stole into my fold,
Now tell me; tell me about us?
Do you think about us?

dissolved my heart,
absolved my hurt
Tell me, my love, about us
tell me about us?

softies sweet
and at doorstep of your heart; my feet.
Tell me; my love, about us?
Tell me about us?

And...

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Flitting in a distant flash, 
    a fleeting glimpse, seen far off for a second
    is all it takes to shutter a flutter in memory banks.
To trigger recall, perhaps a deja vu replay brief.
Our mind constantly trawls 
 ...

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the pike trawls the shallows
motherless ducklings
nestle together
the heron watches
motionless...

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Angel or Demon
What does he appear to be
He meets them, takes them
With no pity
 
He trawls the streets
Bar to bar
His deed is done
Emotional scars
 
The morning after
As they pick up the pieces
His victims in trauma
As the previous night releases
 
These vulnerable ladies
Of the night they...

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A night poet discovers -
late arrivals,
words surfacing in the light of day.

Throw a grappling hook,
lower a life-raft
it will soon be too dark to see
to rescue
the drowning.

Words lay down their lives
enter another night
aboard ghost ship.

A nocturnal unrest
trawls for time tossed bodies,
attempts are made,
cold lips to warm

Upon...

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