Long Bread and butter Poems

Yours truly would never be confused for a gourmand, nevertheless I could enjoy experiencing taste testing select food samples if offered an opportunity of attending a fancy feast viz smörgåsbord, whereby oral indulgence would arouse,...

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Disability, Illness and Fundamentalism

My brother died of Cystic Fibrosis, 
When I was twelve and he fourteen, 
It took away his ambitions, 
To study at Oxford - the pipe organ’s steam. 

I understand being born with...

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At the edge of a wood, in days of summertime,
Lived Hansel and Gretel, once upon a time;
Whose dear father, a poor woodcutter,
Could no longer earn their bread and butter.
Late one night, a conversation overheard--
As from...

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It is getting to the place where free speech is no longer free in America.                    ...

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I just can’t get over this unsettling feeling
 That has my spirit reeling
I just cannot get over this unsettling feeling
That keeps me yearning
If someone had hit me with a stone
Then I would have taken the...

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The old house, built in 1895, was the best of weathered antiques having hugged North Rogers Street from days of horses to days of horse-powered engines, and now to electric cars.  As the story...

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#A Nod To My MOTHER Who LOVED Her BLACKEYE PEAS. "So Do I", If Cooked GOOD..."YES PLEASE!" A GREAT "B" LETTER FOOD...
BROCCOLI 
BOK CHOY 
BERRIES 
BEETS (THESE ARE THE TYPE OF "BEATS" I LIKE...SAID A...

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THE PEANUT BUTTER STRIKE

In my last year at school I was made a prefect,	
Why I don’t know for I was no model scholar
But thinking back and taking the time to reflect,
I’m happy to have fond...

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h when i was truth i fell
drew boy i grew up
still def still be a cre4ators tool
wipers for the pain tears drop
fear not, fret no baby worrys from the devil. whispers on my ear xrtays...

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MY LOVE STORY

We are in Love.
Like two turtle Doves.
With support from above
Hence, we call each other Beloved.

One day she said come and see my Father,
Including my Mother
Whoa! What do I do? I wonder.
I began to...

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Be truthful, supposing you were I,
Would you have not snub the thigh?
Opened its teaching; closed one eye
Move swiftly so shy
Rest weather to rely
Not on heart contemplating to comply
The weird moment fitting body's sigh.

How then after...

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"Imagination is as imagination does."
-- a poet of a truly handsome imagination

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On every "Help! Oh, help! I'm in a Pickle!" Pickle Day,
Ms. Superhero Fancy one true super-duper fay
along with...

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This is for you, Mystic Rose,
The closest cyber encounter family tree, my spree
Harry Horsman, Sara K, summer's gone, let's haiku and play.
Achoo contest, butterflies, Parise Pariku, and the awesomeness of Michael J. 
Andrea Dietrich, Debbie...

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Bread and butter on the plate
It is what everyone hates
Bread and butter on the plate
Someone is searching for a date
As morning comes alive
He began to search for his wife
He passes through the market place
With a...

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Lines more lunatic than the sun – 1
.
making my friendship with the water-pigeon does not mean 
that i’ve acknowledged all devotion of the land-lotuses to river
without putting any note of dissent  

i’m still plunging...

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You have fifteen days to get it right, you have fifteen days to fight with all your might, the toilet is not flushed, my hair is not bushed, and there is no bread and butter...

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Rubber lover, Zipperella, 
is not a brother or a fella. 
He has false tits and kitten heels, 
not a chest and ankles made of steel 


His spiky rubber bag is old, 
cleverly patched with a...

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People of the blue hill arrowhead new inroads  settled the plum-rock if they would have known the thirteen crystal skulls would sing of disease prayer towns taken for granite People's Republic  Taxachusett old...

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"The Spite Syllabub"



The daughter 
is not 
The mother 

Sylvia’s bees were
left milk, bread and butter

Plath by name
but not 
the daughter’s path

in evolving nature
not the mother
nor the father

Love for art’s sake
Art not for Love’s sake

Amy G....

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"Alms, alms, alms...
spare me a piece of bread..
spare me your mercy..."

Wandering solely, all alone
Along the streets, everyone knows
Cartoons and tabloids, he stows
Lights with so little glow
He stood ready to go...

Roaming around from trash bin to...

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By the grace of above you came, humbly came in my aim.
Shock I am as you came, I defy everything that the above bring in.
Even storms from the angel I never gave in, just to...

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The best love affair of my life
Was the time I spent with another man’s wife
You would be surprised to know it
For I never involved in flirting – never a bit
She isn’t my aunt , my...

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Jam roly poly, treacle sponge
And sticky toffee pudding head the top of my list
But apple pie, rhubarb crumble
Or a decent cheesecake are hard to resist

Banana splits, eclairs or brownies
Dumplings, nougat, cheese board or mousse
Crème brûlée....

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Dear Fate,

I hate you. 
I detest you. 
I despise you.
I loathe you in ridicule. 
I reject you outright.
You are no good Fate. I am sure of it. 

Que sera, sera. 
Whatever will be, will be....

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February dusk descends
Upon Orchard Road;
My walking attends
As feet bear clear loads.


Bright and breezy moods
In crowded walkways;
Casual tour feels good
As curious sights sway.


A sea of faces
In brisk momentum;
Each going places,
Motion feeds quantum.


History lives here
In ample shopping;
This...

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