Long Bobs Poems

On an early morning just before school
My tummy is churning my head hurts too
My feet are cold my forehead is hot
I have a runny nose and a tongue with blue dots

“Mom come quick!” I helplessly...

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“Now behind the eyes and secrets of the dreamers in the streets rocked to sleep by the sea, see the titbits and topsyturvies, bobs and buttontops, bags and bones, ash and rind and dandruff and...

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Well, here we are in the Araneta Coliseum
In Cubao, Quezon City in the Philippines
To witness two modern boxing Gladiators
Their prowess, stature, about to be seen

This will be the third between the WBC, WBA
Stepping into the...

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diametrically opposing forces miscarriage 
   and abort, cancel and retry to upend Vanity Fair 
   where trump defiantly makes an en rode
gauging Bernie sanders troopers as “enemy” phalanx 
  ...

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My life used to be a journey.  The destination of my journey was heaven and the current 
landscape mattered not.  
Now my life is a ride.  Rides are destination-free.  
Some people...

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"England and America are two countries separated by a common language." 
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The train station was mostly empty.
The wooden bench was hard and uncomfortable;
I had no place else to sleep.
A rolled up newspaper was the best pillow I could find.

An old, worn out lady and her teenage...

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A Walk in the Park

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Live 8


The Black Eyed Peas and a green, Green Day;
I want this day to last forever, thank Bob for giving us Live 8.
A day of great bands, playing all their best songs;
From Bono and McCartney,...

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This is not a  conversion disorder
There is nothing like numbness, 
I can touch the report
I can feel the calender on my table
Not even blindness
Because i can see the list 
Of things am met to...

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The ones who would soak 
the mother who drowned 
her children in serpentine
seas never floated a child. 

When splashed amongst 
the horror-stricken, 
we too feign revulsion. 
Evoke higher powers and
baptismal pools: the fluidity
in the womb....

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Many years ago I read a book entitled “Accidental Empires"
Of how a few men, from garden sheds, became multi billionaires
How could this be, what did they do, did they invent something new
Not really but if...

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I was in a bookshop the other week 
(I’m a bit of a second-hand bookshop freak.)
In the crafts and hobbies section I spied
an interesting Home-Made Presents Guide.
Now, I’m not tight-fisted but where’s the sense
in spending...

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Banjo Bobs Barber Shop

Ill meet you there he’s open eight till late, right off hope street down dead end lane,
It can be quite a journey his reception worth your pain, no matter your passion, ignore...

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Day Mind
Night Mind

A door is open.
Through the doorway,
I see a wall weakly
illumined.
A distorted shadow slouches,
menacingly along it.
I close my eyes,
my toes grip 
the carpet.
I do not want to see, 
what I despairimgly
believe will be,
the cause...

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They claim the grass
Is always greener on the other side
But there is no grass just a beach and the tide
They say you never know whats around the corner
I do big Ada she's rough I have...

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ELAINE’S LIMMERICK

Let me tell you of my sister-in-law Elaine
Whose breasts drive most males insane
With her size double D’s 
They bring men to their knees
Her name’s in the breast hall of fame  

She says being...

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Hello there, do please come inside- no need to wipe your feet
excuse the mess, I fear you'll find it isn't very neat.
This place is always untidy, victim of my disorder
from old hang-ups to memories, I'll...

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The Fantasy of Childhood

There was a tiny house near the main house built I think to house the elderly, but ended up being a place for old furniture, bits, and bobs.
There was a loft where...

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A day in June.
Tuesday.
Week’s worst day!
Twenty to five.

A wintry sun,
Low in the sky,
Casts long shadows,
Emits no warmth.

I’m in a dorp
With tired shops,
Bank and church,
GPO and a Court.

Tucked together
Along a street,
With bumpy tar
And dusty holes.

Now and...

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The guitar pick necklace rested in the hollow of her mottled throat like a chandelier in an old house. A pair of fish net clad legs counted the seconds like a cellulite pocked metronome.
Taking a...

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He lays his head on grass, breathing the sky
A rhapsody of hues...

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He bobs his head as he offers a plate
Only the best that fell out of the crate
His morsels of trash still serve to entice
Grilled chicken and rice without all the price
Once that flesh has been...

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BOX OF CHOCOLATES 

My heart aches for those who vanish —
a variety like chocolates, melting
into vanquished existence.

First and farewell - those lucky
who have died, without having
their names besmirched —

the young and old, the hospitable
and the...

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Now the wedding had drawn to a close the ceremony past
We found ourselves together and thankfully alone at last

We packed our bibs and bobs into suitcases very quickly
Rushed straight out the door though I felt...

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