Long Cliché Poems

DIARY NOTES : Mad-House Maths

March 30th., 2018 - Another day sets in Paris

The home-bound Octogenarian trundles from the Mall's town centre
Back laden with the day's shopping
His hands numb from clutching load-packed plastic bags during the...

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Gold is your soul


The drive there will be boring.
The arrival so momentous!
The disappointing greeters;
The sights not quite as expected.
The smell at times will be rancid.
The art of it all will be lost.
They will say “Welcome...

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Again the alarm is set.

Strawberries, date squares…Yum, Yum.   

The alarm rings again. The tea party is over.

 She returns to her perch where her wings are immediately clipped by the Bald Eagle who...

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Canned ‘STINK’ - State of the Art for Crowd Control
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I don't want to start with those cliché things but please believe me when I say I don't know what love is, I'm just trying to get my own opinion through. Credit Love. Funny enough...

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Achooo!
It begins, almost always, with a sneeze, 
Which, in some cultures, 
Invites blessings, 
But, in some others, a curse,
As it’s held to be ominous!
Blessing or curse, soon the frequency
And the decibels increase—
Incredibly, irritatingly, inconveniently, and...

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It's the weekend (Friday night). Lisa and I are hangin’, music’s playing, and we’re rummaging through my suitcase, for an outfit option, for me, tonight. Call it cliché, but we like going out - and...

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Solace snowflakes fall upon my cheek
Been stressed out throughout the week
Saw the crystalline fractals of ice fall too
When I faced a sentimental winter so true
When I faced a sentimental winter with you

Flurry of snowstorms rush...

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I am the Mozart of my name
And I wait for you my Je’amour
To paint the parfai’d affair
And cross the fur elise of time
O vogue of vogues
Love is written in visions of glory
Even where the vogues...

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If out of darkness comes light, then my life must be one ginormous ray of sunshine right about now. Coming out of a 14-year classroom coma, I am now awake, yet I continue to slumber...

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Lyrics Cliché Image - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Silent One


Lyrics to "The Sound Of Silence"

Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision...

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Every step feels like a hurricane or twister, and it’s not child’s play
I keep letting go of the notebook, guess it’s time to review the frames
You can never walk on water if you don’t first...

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What is it to dwell in the realm of melancholy? Is it merely a cloak of desolation that we wear, or rather a wave of sorrow that engulfs us, rendering us incapable of envisioning a...

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Les Protecteurs – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s “The Protectors” by T. Wignesan

(Note: Oodgeroo never claimed to write poetry à la manière des poètes occidentaux; she said - without mincing words – her lines were sheer...

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cliche`


Imaginism


Title:

"Every cloud has a silver lining"


Passing through a dark cloud in turbulent weather,
High in the air above 35,000 feet,
Plane dipping, sometimes lower.
Ooops! says some passengers, as you silently pray.

The shaking continues, Captain's warning signal
Comes on....

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Values
Our lives.
Dense with the ever-flowing routine of life.
It is less often that we find ourselves pondering of that which we truly believe in. 
Well this is what I believe.
I believe faith is what keeps us...

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Maybe this is a cliché, but it’s not you it’s me.
He was consistently reminding me how selfish I could be,
And saying the world steadily revolves around me.
I would normally disagree, but with his wisdom he...

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It seems there’s lots of talk these days
about finding equality,
but little talk of what that means,
at least it seems that way to me.
People with jealous intentions
so like to throw around that word,
use it to justify...

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It calls me closer, its calls me near
'Just once and it'll be over'
Death whispers in my ear
Irresistible is its sweet entice
Staring down, which one to slice, 
I observe my previous tries
My unseen hurt and earlier...

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Hello.
My name is...well it's not important right now.
Before we ignite our engines
and travel down this road to heartbreak.
I'll be honest and let you know
that I don't plan to be the victim.
So I suggest that you...

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Salvation has arrived, it happened with one look
surprising it was, that's all it took
The fear I had, gone, he stole my heart
A son, a new beginning, a fresh start
The uncertainty washed away with just one...

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in front of you there is
an obstacle---you knew
it was there when you
started walking in this
direction that you have
wanted to for a while---
but the fear had kept you
away for so long---the
pure unadulterated dread
that writhed up your
spine...

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Who are we really?  It’s my nature to—to what and how do we know it’s our nature, an inherent part of us? “The Scorpion and the Frog” an animal fable, teaches hurting others even...

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You are the music in my ears, catching my very last tear                       ...

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...My last day at work I got him alone,
and I let loose in a brutal tirade,
said that he’d betrayed ‘serious writing,’
which has trouble enough in our day and age.

I told him his gifts were not...

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