KG the OG WTC
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Not just WTC..
KG has to be..the OG
Saffa Jaffa gaffer….sole goal
Batters harries
Carries..never parries
Weight and expectation
Fate & soul
Of a whole nation
South Africa...
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Categories:
larder, sports,
Form: Rhyme
Saffa Jaffas spill like Seville
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If you don’t play the big three
There’s no way
You should be seen
In the final of the WTC
That’s what’s been heard
Mean baggie greens
Have a word
Indians chagrin din
Sim...
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Categories:
larder, sports,
Form: Rhyme
Baby Dragon
...The dragon was a cute little fellow
He was small and green and kind of mellow.
We had fun with him as he grew larger
Until he burned down our house and larder.
Then, the dragon was not cute any m...
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Categories:
larder, fantasy, humor,
Form: Rhyme
Vivares
...Death constantly begs for a bit of you,
for just another small bite.
From the crib to the grave
death begs for morsels.
It is a house dog
its purpose
is to guard the larder.
Patched up lim...
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Categories:
larder, poetry,
Form: Free verse
THE WALK
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THE WALK
The sun shines on Benarty
On a nice warm summers day,
The bairns have got their clothes on
And they all want out to play.
l make them all some breakfast
And the kids all eat their ...
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Categories:
larder, beauty, feelings, growing up,
Form: Rhyme
Thanksgiving
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Twilight curls her lips shyly this foggy morning
Gone is the twinkling of her pearly white spring
Gone are the greedy songbirds herded away
Their perches now bare of whim and whimsy
Che...
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Categories:
larder, nature, thanksgiving,
Form: Rhyme
Joan
...Joan
She sits in the gloom of her freezing cold room
A room she can’t heat anymore
Her larder is bare but she never goes there
For she doesn’t eat anymore
Her late husband’s medal lies ...
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Categories:
larder, age, sad, winter,
Form: Rhyme
Love and change
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Is it about time I turned a corner,
And mix with more friends and not be a loner.
Grow with confidence push myself harder,
Nourish my body with trips to the larder.
Walk wi...
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Categories:
larder, bereavement, cancer, death,
Form: Rhyme
ODE TO MONEYLENDERS
...ODE TO MONEYLENDERS
Oh, what designs can one possess
Lending succour to those with naught
Such desperate need one must confess
And how hard one must have fought
When courtesy has no more cur...
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Categories:
larder, anxiety, journey, sympathy,
Form: Ode
Where the Cans Are
...Alone and hungry
left leg aches like a broken peg
in the mugginess of its left slipper.
Not a good day for fixing anything
but the sealed and over salted,
the quickly warmed and spooned
that ...
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Categories:
larder, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Early Morning Walk
...A solitary child really,
Shotgun under arm,
Wandering the flood plains
On Billy Bulson’s farm,
Hammer uncocked,
Chamber free of charge
Enjoying the sensation
Of wandering at large.
Not ...
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Categories:
larder, nostalgia, peace, youth,
Form: Rhyme
Mama Rabbit Keeps Knitting
...The snow was fierce that weekend
It never let up, kept falling and falling
The drifts were getting higher and higher
The wind chill was getting lower and lower
It was brutal outside, wasn’t it?
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Categories:
larder, 2nd grade, 3rd grade,
Form: Narrative
Strings
...She carries home onions in a string bag.
She walks in time-dinged tweed and wilted woolens
She is of age and does not count her days.
She knuckles cords of twisted tendons.
She treads low-heeled ...
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Categories:
larder, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Prepping For Spam
...He blunders around grocery stores.
Impulse buying - compelling.
Back home
he looks at the bagged,
wonders why,
wonders
if he will also charge around
tomorrow.
The larder, the pantry
the ...
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Categories:
larder, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Fish For Lunch
...Fish for lunch
For breakfast, I opened a tin of sardines in oil
I don’t care for any fish, but it was all I had in the larder
My mother used to work at a canning factory
putting sardines in a t...
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Categories:
larder, absence, allusion, birthday,
Form: Blank verse
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