Long Broody Poems

you're proud of your book learning and often boast about
but stand helpless and perplexed when friends shed tears or shout
your diction is so witty, your wording eloquent
but when you talked about affection no one knew...

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The Batman Movie (a review). 

The clues part was cool, but the end of it got boring. I liked that Batman kept a journal - I like the idea of men keeping journals, because, do...

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Modest woman moderate woman
Your inner beauty strikes me
Like the tongue of noble eloquence
More than gold even refined gold
Or our purged fulgent silver.

Black woman proud woman
Your pride is not haughty
But a humble pride of eaglets;
Your black...

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Antares' red glow bears firmly down
upon plush, chartreuse carpet
lying prone against the obsidian expanse,
blanketing sections of a remote 
blue sphere, purling,

spinning helplessly 
through distant time and space;
slave to routine and rotation,
never daring to break free;...

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I saw end the mirror pensive consideration, help us Lord
Destroyed spirits of my generation dissensions, help me Lord
How long, lonely I mourned the musing. Lord help us
Down, down, down into the darkness of the missing,...

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The concept of a royal family
Is such a ludicrous thing,  
Products of privileged inbreeding  
Worshipped as Queen  or king.
So, when the current one dies
And, I stress, and only then
He should be replaced...

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I’m just a lazy and  c r a z y  pussycat, 
proud to be sassy, pampered and fat-
BANDIT'S my name, 
and I’m to blame,
for falling asleep while I sat. 
I’m world  r...

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Elements Part 3: WATER - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Davey


I've seen pictures but never the authentic beauty,
for one can never explain such flowing cascades,
Niagara Falls has stolen my sadness while broody,
what a marvel mother nature has...

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Way down deep in the depths of hell
There once lived an evil old woman troll
She was haggard, very old and twisted
Her face had warts and was also whiskered

The troll lived alone in an underground cave
She...

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Love's essence turned into vapour
And flew into a bottle of perfume,
Wear me,
Said it,
As it sunk deeper into the glass bottle,
Taking in its shape
Moulding itself with it!

Wear me
Every single day of your life
Wear me
As
Someday,
It shall all...

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Listening to the Blues on this cerulean night,
my mood dark with visions of ecchymotic dreams 
leaving chalybeous bruises in my crazed mind.

I waited for the turquoise twinkle in your smiling azure eyes
to soothe the despondent...

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Life behind these bars
My recidivistic chained lounge;
I bonded with loneliness
At will - My frail wrist
Scarred by the bangle of guilt -
Chaste from birth but now guilty

"Death by the rope" - is 
My price for dis-innocence
I...

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I want

Is “I want” our right to take,
To break a heart will be too late,
For every broody wanting thought,
Is it better to abort.

They do not ask to play this game,
If granting wishes was the aim,
The...

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I think your package was delivered today
left by a stranger from a cold lonely
truck, left on a broody day when you need tea
we must look at it as our contribution
to life that seems crazy— a...

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During winter you are broody, quite moody,
though you radiate pleasure, natures treasure,
inhaling your scent, love is what you represent,
your melodic song indicates winter is not wrong,

life returns in Spring, so much joy it doth bring
time...

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Spring, as always, has mild days of sun and clouds,
and in between, it sends down the thinniest rain seemingly blue;
I'm blessed to taste it as it runs down the mounds,
below the hazy town seems empty...

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FORLORN 

Gone but here, 
Atop my brooding heart
Far yet near
My thoughts brings her forth 

I miss my dear
And the halcyon days we had
Doughty visage shroud my tears
But lugubrious of countenance 

She severed ties tween us
And...

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SNOW BIRD

In the dead of winter comes great beauty, 
with broody storms and the elegant snow. 
The hoarfrost spears hang icy and fluty,
like aliens in guise as they stretch and grow. 
Crisp raw are the...

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Find your inner child please,
You're grumpy and no fun.
Snapping, snarling
Grouching, growling
And patience, you have none.
I know you're getting older
And tiredness plays a part,
Find your inner child please,
He's deep within your heart.

Find your inner child please,
Don't...

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Driving on blacktop, eyes lighting my way.
A big bright ball follows, alongside the freeway.

He’s bouncing along nonchalantly without a care.
I tried to outrun him but, he is still there!
 
The huge luminous ball suddenly disappears!
Sinister...

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About fish

 Something made me think of fish
not those in tanks which life must be boring
swimming around and around
until tired and resting at the bottom
wondering how to get out of this watery trap

Do fishes think...

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The old blaze won`t keep us warm any longer
The light is fading, the cold grows stronger
Flames of a dying fire glow in lovers` eyes
In a gray sky a lonely blackbird westward flies

Broody brushes dripping with...

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Lofty notions ruffled amongst the rustics, 
reaching amongst the less broody of the brunch.   

As the cities held the wealth of the dreams, the men clambered upon the star lights and the moon...

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Footles, as one, regarding Spring by Sandro Botticelli



Sandro
Does Know:

Venus-
Genus

Darkened,
Starkened

West wind
Chlore sinned;

Shrewd glance,
Now dance

Bough, her
Flower;

Three Grace
At base

Bypass
Time sass,

Laurels
Morals

Orange grove,
Bee soave;

Broody-
Nudie

Looks left,
Bereft,

Cupid,
Stupid

As love
Above

High arts,
Babe farts

Passion's
Rations. 



March 18, 2023
A Brian Strand Premiere No 1200 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian...

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in a far away sleep I recognise her from before she never disappoints me though she was never truly mine we sit on the grass in the park eating my mother’s favourite sweet peanut brittle...

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