Long Baggie Poems

Georgie

His was a pudgy boyish countenance,
With rounded river eyes and an Alfalfa smile.
He wheezed like a sick tern with repeated asthma attacks, 
Playing hard at the various outdoor games and chases,
Of our fleeting childhood years...

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Once upon a time,
there lived three friends: Doubtodore,
Baggie, and Scaredson.

Doubtodore:
He didn’t believe anything Baggie
or Scaredson told him;
he not only doubted his friends,
he also doubted the date he was born,
or the name he was first given,...

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I grew up around the corner from this church
Watching a good neighbor turn bad

Where people got hurt, and children grew up mad
Where there was a continuous fight for the...

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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

Simply absurd


Stokes bespoke blokes

Don’t give a monkeys

Run rates slate.. hate

Not...

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Another hallowed arrow from his quivers

One of cricket’s greatest shiver givers

Coursing down your spine like rivers

Fine line..never dithers as slivers 

Of adversaries hopes on the ropes..withers

Tipples tickle our livers

The latest tropes of how

Somehow…anyhow won’t kowtow

Postman...

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When I ask him, 'Do you really love me'?
He thinks and says, 'Sure I always say 40-love when I play tennis with 
you'.

Whenever I come home happy after my shopping spree,
He reminds me, 'Honey, Money...

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I fix the best chili I can
But my family has to doctor it up
One of my daughter adds cinnamon
Something she learned
When grandma accidentally used it
Instead of chili powder

My son has to dump a pound of...

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Near the fountain stands the male
In iridescent glory,
But his mate begins this tale,
A true Manhattan story.

These same ducks have made their home
Outside a high-rise building.
I see them swim or sleep or roam;
The truth requires no...

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Grey clouds dispersing above the Lough,
Grey geese skeining to winter fields for from arctic chill,
Rainbow colours reflected in water still and deep,
Chill and cold in the depths along with bream and Roach,
Amongst the weed and...

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I search my purse for money or credit cards.
Discovering four brochures from September
Receipts from the veterinarian clinic with dog tags
Twelve poem ideas jotted on a red napkin
A used toothpick with gum at the end of...

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Nine months of darkness,

Snow on the ground,

No leaves on the trees,

No warmth around.

As the winter comes to a close,

Lakes and rivers still seem froze, 

Soon the waters will break free,

Moving life  far as eyes...

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It's late for an eggroll
but it's Sally's best time.
It's dry but it's tasty
and Sally; her dime.

It's perched in it's baggie:
white with a fold.
A sleeve for a napkin,
grease covered and bold.

The weight of a dove.
It airs...

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One box was stamped two thousand fifteen;
Another two thousand and five.
If I ate the pasta inside them,
Do you think I would still be alive?

Some crackers found zipped in a baggie
Were stale as a mummy’s last...

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A muffin’s very portable;
I toss one in my bag
And pop a piece into my mouth
If spirits start to sag.

I slice it up and baggie it;
It takes up little space
And I can nibble secretly
At any time...

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Distant Cousins
David J Walker

You may not remember 
the dinosaurs 

Roaming our backyard
Jurassic park
Hiding in lilacs 

Crushing the petunias and 
Easting the tops off our trees

Mother, not pleased, 
was mad while
Dad was glad to not have...

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