Long Chuffing Poems

Within the frame a sepia scene
a dusty porch   a rickety chair   
the fabric of your dusky face creased
with ceaseless sunbaked woes
your old pair of getaway feet gives 
a different walk of...

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So robots write poetry now.  Here's what I think of that.

Yer shiny enough, Robot Boy
Yer hard as a shard of rock
You never run out of energy
You and yer digital clock
Sex isn’t problematic
There isn’t an...

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The morning calls hour
has come, as daily it does...
ahead of dawn -

The whistles, the chirps,
the lilts and caws
have come
and filled the empty air;
the air so empty all light has fallen out;
perhaps through the sieve of...

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Many are the boyhood fantasies gazing into a cozy winter's blaze,
Or watching vagabond clouds scudding on lazy summer days,
Or in deep reverie with glazed eyes holding his fishing pole,
As he idles away a summer afternoon...

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I wanna go to a poetry cafe....

In a pink beret and two giant earrings
Sporting a very serious intelligent expression which is obviously not my own
So ill borrow it from some super being like Steven Fry
Just...

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The wind is bickering with the night
My poor house caught up in the middle
Pawing and retreating then pouncing like a cat
It drums at the windows and
Haunts a ricochet around the room
Of some rendez-vous echo where
The...

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The coolest zoo to view
With an all-around great crew

The children are running
Tiger Mountain is stunning

Hear the tigers chuffing
See the parents huffing

At Bird World, people are pouring
To see the birds soaring

Take a ride on the monorail
Around...

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Timmy was distraught, he thought that he was late for school
He’d lost his phone, so of the time, he had no clue at all
Teacher stooped and when she stood, she held a dandelion
There’s other things...

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A hot tongue, voodooed soul.
Determined, a small and nameless bird.
My teeth, my teeth too shy for bones,
My words too old for stones.
My spine lights for batten eye,
a half-shoulder caramelling othercold.

Spit thick.
Mouths on your hands, 
they...

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Never knew my grandpa's,
they were too old.
I cannot now sing
true grampus songs.

I get all teary-eyed
about those two dead and gonners.
I dream of going fishing with them,
listening to their tall tales,
and, well you know,
just getting along...

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Reindeer racks, huffing and chuffing - smokestacks
                longing, like huskies, to run with shining
      ...

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"Give it time........
It'll be fine.

Give it time.....
It'll be okay."

Don't you say it again!!

Time is that shit
That's chuffing me off from my heaven.
Time is that shit
That's shoving me towards the Hades.

Time is a bulldozer
It's cowering me...

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