Cockaigne Poems - Poems about Cockaigne

In the Land of Cockaigne, No one worked, how insane There was nothing to do Everything was there for you. It was a mythical land. All you desired was at hand. Luxury galore Everything the rich adore The best of everything was the rule. In this land of indulgent fools Avariciousness became a need. A seed that grew so big and strong Land Of Cockaigne has long...

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Seductively she says ~ there’s a place I know Unspoiled by misery of dreaded human woe Where perfumed winds of amour gently blow As embers of doting night in moonlight glow When blossoms of romance fantasies unfold Titillating beat of yearnings passions behold. Streets we traverse are paved in glittering gold With matching motifs on homes ornately bold Bestowing upon citizens...

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I was driving home late one cold Winters night It was minus ten and the moon shone bright Then in my car headlights a young girl I did see I swerved hard to avoid her and hit a large tree. Next thing I was standing in a cobbled street I was wearing white robes and sandals on my feet Rings on...

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'Cockaine' took another slow snort from magic white crystal dust pleasure inhaled at ease and great vastness for her was a must with 'Cockaigne' the land of physical comfort and luxury near nothing to lose in addiction she had no more demons to fear they called her a **** on cocaine an outcast and street trash but when on the...

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I once thought I could never be like them, the privileged and rich whose every whim is catered to by underlings like me-- but then last year I won the lottery! The family I’d worked for soon went broke. I hired them to take care of me—no joke! Now I relax while they do all the work. Sometimes I can’t suppress a...

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