Long Barton Poems

LOST IN BRITAIN

Poling, Patching, Nether Wallop, 
Matching Tye and Droop

Plumpton, Lickfold, Puddletown, 
Westward Ho! and Throop.

Hole of Horcum, New Invention,
Boghead, Frome, Cat's Ash

North Piddle, Staines and Pen*stone,
Wash Dyke, East Breast and Flash.

Six Mile Bottom, Mudford...

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...For four years he wandered, a human scourge,
throwing in with the worst type of dregs.
He robbed from so many without a thought,
and when he slept, he saw only red.

He soon was wanted in countless counties,
but...

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His given name was Douglas Watson.He was known
to all who knew him at all as Poobie. He was our neighbor in Barton Alabama. His  claim to fame was at the age of nine he...

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Bartholomew Barton; his friends called him Barty
Eighteen years old but no birthday party
Slumped in the mud, a gunshot to the shoulder 
But unlike his comrades at least he’d get older

Tyrannical forces sought world domination
And Barty...

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I've visited many towns and cities as I've traversed this old orb,
Their culture, their food, their beauty and architecture to absorb.
Istanbul, Tokyo, Athens, Casablanca and London I fondly recall;
Well-known names, but the names of English...

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You opened your doors in 1998. 

Little did you realise, how highly you’d rate.

With grand halls and ceilings and banisters gleaming. 

When people come to visit, it’s like they are dreaming.

No detail too small, overlooked...

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Slipping

Ed Barton’s head hurt and his chest pounded. Or did his head pound and chest hurt? His problems were sucking him up like a dizzying vortex. “It’s money”, he thought bitterly; “lack thereof, more precisely”....

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With The Dandy, The Beano
The Eagle and Dan Dare
Dick Barton on the radio
The Goon Show on air
Riders of the Range
Journey into space
We kids of the fifties
Had our special place
Glued to the wireless
No screens in sight
The...

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we've gathered here today oh Lord in Manhattan's Foley Square
trusting and believing that for us You'll always be there
we thank You for the blessings and all that you have done
in our struggle for equality we...

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Empty Shell

I caved in its head in my haste to be fed
On the candy that should be inside
But inside was hollow, that’s too much to swallow
So I smashed the damned thing open wide

Dad gave me...

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High upon Barton Creek sits a sacred spot
where water falls and love presides.

Hawks glide over rocky ridges and hiddren trails 
lead to rocky ledges.

Across the creek a magical gateway lies;
I will go there one day...

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Brought about by a single idea,
to fill a great need to the people
and to honor those brave souls,
who gave all.

I have seen many faces come and go.
My soul consists of the people I have seen.
Many...

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Don’t abuse your muse
She can dry you out
Don’t abuse your muse
She will scream and shout
Don’t abuse your muse
You’ll find no way out
Don’t abuse your muse
Even if you doubt
Don’t abuse your muse
Writing every night
Don’t abuse your...

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