Long Bad tempered Poems

IN THE WILD

Early morning, we go for a drive,
An awesome feeling as we arrive,
At our camp gate which, opens 
At 6 o’clock, 
Now we are in the African bush
Which, will unlock,
Moments that we have missed...

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IN THE WILD 
( Re Post)

Early one morning, we begin our drive,
An awesome feeling as we arrive,
At our camp gate which, opens 
At six o’clock, 
Now we are in the African bush
Which, will unlock,
Moments that...

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from island corner, big Antrim lad
  to Belfast city, a tiny pad
  shattered windows, tilted clocks
  Goliath had lost his socks
  gargantuan giant going mad

  Armagh apple girl, any topic
...

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“Are there many Fairy Folk other than the elves?”  Joulupukki queried.
     “Not so many as before the humans took control of the world.  The ones left behind in Erin...

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I could have fell flat on my face
when I slumped into that hellish place
but hell no, it's not my way
to give up like it's my death day.

At first it was hard to breathe understand or...

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They’re drawing the curtains in Dorking,
Lighting the candles and pouring the lotions.
Switching off TV’s and shelving resentments,
Checking on children asleep in the darkness,
Creeping   up hallways   like teenage lovers.
Stairs and hopes creaking...

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Zotëri Count Dracula
is a terrible, Transylvanian host
Mister Tarantula Fangs serves watered down pâté:
Fermented, sour liver compost

I know, 
because my Planet Terror peep Tarantino
said so

Vladdie’s batty bandë
campy lip sync way too much on the fly
Playing air...

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Zotëri Count Dracula
is a terrible, Transylvanian host
Mister Tarantula Fangs serves watered down
fermented, sour liver compost

I know 
because my Planet Terror peep Tarantino
said so

Vladdie’s batty bandë
campy lip sync way too much on the fly
Playing air guitar...

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It were bonfire night in 1910,
when fireworks first lit the night,
streets that were dark in shadows,
now suddenly fulsome and bright.

Bairns scattered as the bangs blew o’er us,
we giggled and ran for our lives,
and clutched as...

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she pips in fear for lateness like her peers,

hauteur cloaked with reticence,

her-boo-boo-vague, though walled around and palpable

official Narcissist disguised in rude affronts

Bravado of naughtiness in candour yet tacit

 

“Free me to free me”, rants in...

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she pips in fear for lateness like her peers,

hauteur cloaked with reticence,

her-boo-boo-vague, though walled around and palpable

official Narcissist disguised in rude affronts

Bravado of naughtiness in candor yet tacit

 

“Free me free me”, rants in melancholy

as...

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The cruelest of all villains lives on Mount Crumpit
for when it comes to Christmas, he says, "Dump it!"
He keeps trying to "Pooh pooh" that sacred holiday,
but so far everyone's efforts have kept him at bay.

Oh,...

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Cause you look into me
Through me
Past my sensitivity
And into my loyalty
I never left you
I still got you
Even though I don’t got you
You touched me somewhere deep inside
And I refuse to let it go
Yeah I had...

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A Valley in Portugal. 
I have promised to visit my brother in Spain. I’m not leaving yet, 
the fall here in my vale is too beautiful to leave right now; it is
the wonderful colours and...

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Jesse Forbes

1893 – 1911

Black Canyon.
Now, there was a place to be!
It is true I was born a brute in a Quaker Town.
Born a bad-tempered brute of a boy
In the two-room digs on Bailey Street and...

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I’m bad tempered and upset,
Feeling tired isolated alone
Sitting hopefully waiting for
Someone  to answer the phone .
I just want to hear 
A normal human voice
But these days my dears
You don’t get a choice.
Androgynous,  emotionless
It’s...

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Satsuma, were you Man's first attempt at cloning,
neither orange nor tangerine,
misshapen orange, misspelt tanggerine
as you left the Japanese test tube,
ends flattened through lack of genes,
did they call you Fatsumo
ready to be fed by the thousand
into...

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Does life seem to you,
as love does to we,
that virtuous circles
engage healing intent

While viscious squares
of bad-tempered stomping
marches much less gayly
toward escalating drama
with harmful trauma
and persistent
discontent

Positive engagement
does not engage negative performers
as if some lives
are divinely entitled
to...

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It comes across as anger
But really it's despair,
It may seem bad tempered
But it's just because you care.

For you know where they are going
You know what's up ahead,
And you know that you have no control
And it...

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It’s unanimous
uncontested
irrefutable
no doubt
no conjecture
I am an arsehole
bad-tempered
foul-mouthed
and irredeemably crass
all my conversations
revolve around me
my opinions
about everything
are always right
I have done everything 
I have been everywhere 
it has taken almost seventy years
for this message to reach home
but...

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WISH I HADN’T DREAMED

Able bodied Doves and other
BIRDS IN FLIGHT suddenly
Collided, plummeting to their
DEATH. Why?  Did
Each one
FALL like FALLING  winged FAIRIES after FINDING A BOX of directions how
To
Give up their flights of
HAPPINESS? Later...

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Gluteus Maximus
That Gladiator of Rome
Got into such a rage
That his mouth did foam,
He cursed and snarled
And snarled and cursed,
Yet things didn’t improve
But got much worse;
His fists beat the ground
And he spat into the air,
No one...

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The Fest   


The Christmas Eve began with smiles and laughter,
where I come from Christmas day is a hanger over day
after excesses the night before.
Plenty of food and drink, aquavit and beer this was...

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Whenever I’m able I raid the bird table
I snap up some mealworms and go
The nearby house owner a bad tempered moaner
Berates me because I’m a crow

That snotty Rob Robin just sits there bob bobbing 
And...

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The Last convict
I sit in the front yard it has a high fence that
make the privacy intense I have created 
a prison and now it is too late. 
I see the top of a Cypress...

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