Long Beachy Poems

Every second, every minute, every single thought about you
Wonders of this still could be too good to be true
Fluttering in my heart, palpitations go amiss
I yearn for the touch of your skin, and I constantly...

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In the moorlands of desires, 
I've forever sung choruses of
fertile faith, amidst the flock 
of bleeding birds, sprinkling
heartbeats on lush olive herbs, 
In the dream of retracing their 
scintillating season of beachy spring. 
'Hope' had...

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My brother, Lincoln Beachey, made my life a wonder,
Mother's eyes were full of him and loved how he was bold	
I was the shadow elder son of a family in poverty's control
and struggled to to sustain...

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There was an old seagull named Freddie
Who had loved his companion called Betty
But sadly one day the love of his life
Died - eating a bowl of spaghetti

So Freddie he searched for a new gal
As they...

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Upon a whim arising on this sunny springtime morn
hearing birds perform their songs at the crack of dawn
my knapsack packed already with a tasty picnic lunch
bread with cheese and wine
oh such a scrumptious tasty brunch
so...

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In jungle wild lives a creature
so rare hardly ever seen
wanted by London zoo keeper
Only found in a deep ravine,

this creature is called a perary 
elusive, secretive, problematic
lifespan Unknown, very hairy,
always in hiding though nomadic,

this creature...

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6th November (Palolem)


Twas dusk and terse thoughts in my head they came,
So brawny and piquant thoughts of the beach were beacon aflame.
 Spent rains are deplete and the sun shines bright,
Sandy seas and the cool...

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PARK AVENUE

I came across Park Avenue in Winter Park, Florida
many years ago, where I flew for my work to examine
a company for following its claims handling process,
procedures and the insurance laws and regulations.

While having lunch...

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Getting an IUD feels like…
A needle in a haystack.
Except your uterus is the haystack
And the needle, it’s really in there.

It’s not a single garment below the waist,
Bare butt, bare back.
It’s lying down where many women...

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"The Quad City Spoils"
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I didn’t want to join as a pilot, and could wait till next Monday, 
To become a rear gunner, but I choose to be a wireless operator, 
By waiting another three months. There were 30...

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{For Mareena}
   On the bank of precipice, i stand
   Appealing to impotent gale;
   Not to nudge the dosing hurricane awake,
   Let the aborting breaking wave lull and...

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living in the flame 
rideing on top of that tidal wave
the invisible waves, rushing through
the saltless hot beachy sand 
Looking ahead as i saw that beautiful squeaky flippin  dolphin 
stars spinning ahead, darkeness rushing...

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she often listened more than she played
they wished to someday see those
faces behind the beautiful voices
by traveling to the city to hear 
and see the sights.
more over, and far from doing
they talk to much about...

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I stand here waiting for a bus 
that goes to Beachy Head
my life is over; I have no life
my heart so full of salty tears 
for yesterday love went away
how could he after all those...

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I used to listen to Lana
Sit on my bistro table
Furnished apartment.

The drunken couple screaming next door
At themselves
At each other
Before he died of a heart attack 

I’ve travelled far from that table. 
Beautiful kitchen
Lumpy couch
Lonely mirrors
Lonely...

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Sammy Baker Charlie 4, he's on my tail
like a grateful whore,
guns are blazing, cannon shells spew
it's a hell of a fight over Dien Ben Phu

and this Russian mig's amazing, they 
never seem to stall, look...

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The salty wind tans my face, smile
for miles of shoreline. My feet ecstatic
to dip and go into the ebb and flow.
I didn’t know it then, how time flies;
so glad, so free, so liberating. Just
a child...

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How lucky am I to live close by the iconic Beachy Head
From below I can hike up a very steep hill 
Though on reaching the top I can feel quite ill
So nowadays I travel by...

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Guess Who She Is?

Found her in some smooth flowing shower
Where each morning God gave her the power
To write awesome poems and oh so great
So in her shower she wanted to celebrate.

Soap was slowly getting into...

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the beach’ll be a blast
             of sand and surf
          relax,
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WHEN LOVE TURNS TO HATE

They were once in love, but love’s turned to hate,
and Steve no longer resides at their house.
His wife had an affair with his best mate,
who then lived with Steve’s son and...

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I close my eyes and the world dissolves into little stars.
Windows and shadows taper off into unknown distances of space in sickly, bruised, yellow-greens and poisonous magenta. 
With whisps like ghosts that arrive in clouds...

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In a moment of juvenile jealousy 
he envies his red rival

with its intimate and greedy embrace of her angels’ share
of honey and vanilla spice
as wet stretchy hands of fervent fabric
possessively cup 
her brandied beauty 

amidst...

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