Long Body odour Poems

Volga – 4

to the homoeopathy phial
standing on the traffic-island 
why it appears 
within her womb
the number of germinated nights
stolen without a kiss
is too little

is then it true 
if all the chanting of Harinam
can’t be withdrawn...

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Zeitgeist - My 1960s - Liz Walsh

Kaftans, mini-skirts, Carnaby Street fashions.
Angel Delight, Hirondelle wine and that sheepskin rug.
"The price of round steak on a Saturday" while
Magdalen Laundries kept dark, dark secrets!
Nylon socks, Cuban heeled boots,...

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As I wake up in the morning
Scent of freshly bloomed jasmine floats in air
I walk out to the garden 
Fresh blooms sway in wind

I walk toward night jasmine tree
Pick up fallen flowers
They smell heavenly
Placing them...

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Thinking of girls in my life back then
Searching for beauty was no use
I'm sure one was from a horror movie
She possessed the appeal of a moose!

Promised I wouldn't mention names
But her first initial is Thelma
Had...

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Thinking of girls in my life back then
Searching for beauty was no use
I'm sure one was from a horror movie
She possessed the appeal of a moose!

Promised I wouldn't mention names
But her first initial was Thelma
Had...

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Moon-she, I long to behold you again,
That  mouth watering lady I grew around;
I long to see your embeamed and painted face again.
To see those women squat publicly to urinate,
To see those teenagers puff out...

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Call it my bad luck or his
But who has ever escaped the fate
And it's consequences that always endures 
"Duty calls my dear, I must obey
But I know you won't forget me, 
I shall always think...

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I have known that smell ever since I 
was born; the smell of your body odour,
That fragrance makes me who I am.
I have known that smile long ago and
I can bet my life with it...

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Remember I know you and your fragrance,
The fact you're the moon that borrows her
Beauty from mother sun hasn't answered this:
Do you love me or hate me with your ego?
I am your night, bed your soul...

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Where else do you want to mock me?
That my Sister is a Whore?
And she owns miserable men under her Lure?
Or is it that I have intense body Odour?

Maybe you will taunt the clothes I once...

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Aloof

Shoddy attire with a slow gait,
Unkempt hair and unshaven face,
Express my depressed state.

Before the fall they did me berate;
My self-confidence reduced to waste.
So, I dress shoddily and slow gait.

My body odour permeates
Because I do not...

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How loving you are, your body framework 
Is a perfection of God's creation.
Your body odour is like the frangipani from the tropics
Your frolicsome movements could
Send a frisson through a sad man's body.
I am caught in...

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Watch out all you kiddies
Or I'll bite off your face
I'm a nasty baboon
It's my favourite taste

I'm usually quite cranky
Not a happy old soul
Chew on dead carcasses
Eat cheetahs whole

Why am I so ornery
It's the baboon's way
Reared...

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