Beach Culture Poems

Chromatic
Voglio chetu sia mio
Ibi locutus sum
J 'espere que je ne le
regretterai pas
Na ia jeg takkle meg
selv
Daar is geen skeuring 
tussen jou en my nie
Es un...

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I took a walk along the old country road looking desperately for a story that is not yet told, I search in the bushes and...

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M-me   S-stranger

M-watt he say
dat vogonese
b-4 he flu away
deep-sea me, deep-sea me
thot dat at lease
i new vogonese
hee-haw-why-yen me
knot no vogonese
under-neat da kokomo tree
thot i...

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They called him "the Wilderside" Love Wilder.
He stood before a bucket of milk
and it curdled!
He soured sugar.
He put his toe in the pond
and it turned...

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You left me and it became my loss
Higher calling
My heart mourns
My cries daily
You soared to a new world
I couldn’t respond
Beyond my ridges
I will always remember...

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As I walk through the sands of the beach, I wonder if the love of my life

   will ever come into my life....

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They packed their picnic basket s and journeyed towards the sun, with boxes of liquor, creates of beers and a drum fill with carbonated soda;...

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I can still hear that voice speaking as if someone was dreaming, it is the voice that you hear when someone is trapped between mid-night...

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If Australia  was a poem
It would be written in galloping Iambic
Full of characters leaning toward the laconic
Every line a simile, every name a diminutive

If...

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Alone he was
                  thinking
Money wasn' t a problem
...

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The town painted in white and blue
Beneath the blue skies that watch on
At its beauty for its white beaches 
And marvelous scenery by the water...

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Date:   April   2026

The 1st degree is unknown 

Damian and Polly had planned
The trip to the Copy Cat Club
For weeks with Dolly...

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Fruits of Labour

Sometimes I dream
Where I would like to be.

Far from nitty, gritty chores;
Enjoying fruits of labour,
Feeling the ocean breeze
Breezing over me.

Happy and nonchalant,
Swaying in...

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Amidst the halcyon hues of eventide,
Lake Chilika's vista unfolds in pride,
Where myriad migratory birds alight,
And sailors set sail under fading light.

The water, a cerulean expanse,
Reflects...

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He was a Professor of Difficult Sums,
Always kept a writing pad near,
Just in case of instant revelations,
With  pencil parked behind one ear.
He could quadrate...

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