Long Copped Poems

A bullfrog and a butterfly both chanced upon each other.
‘My dear, you are an ugly beast!’ the bullfrog dared to utter.
‘Why froggy,’ gasped the butterfly, astounded by his words.
 ‘My beauty is unparallel while yours...

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I was strolling to the entrance of the Barley Tavern,
when I was passed at quite a rate by angry Billy Brown.
He’s mumbling and cursing before he kicked the Tavern cat,
and blamed it as the reason...

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I'm named Delysia (sic) Patricia. This poem was 
inspired by Chris De Burgh's "Stripper" song.  
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ABwDWwYX0Q4.

A buxom beaut
ill of repute
amply endowed with bits to spare
undoubtedly cute
without dispute
had a penchant her wares to lay bare
...

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7/19/2019
This darkness is all I know, 
a widow's wardrobe of funeral clothes.
It hangs curtained under my eyes, 
the seed inside me grows allowing the little girl I was to die.

Insomniac sleep walking down the streets,...

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With fascist fist, white CHAUVINist (whose christian name is Drek)
hailed pearly Knights in Kevlar tights who spurn the ebon fleck,
and joined the Kops enforcing stops which keep black pawns in check.

Floyd feared the Kops (most...

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So slick and sexy.  Purred past Temple Bar.
That throaty engine advertising punch.
All legal London, strolling out for lunch,
with turning heads declared, “Now that’s a car!”

So many barristers are – if not losers, 
low earners...

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It never quite occurred to me, this silence in our house,
but now for more than two weeks, she’s been quieter than a mouse. 
And in our fifteen years of marriage there has never been this...

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Once upon a time, Prunella
dwelt amid a magic wood
a dainty pixie most rare
whose temperament wasn't good

Last one of her purple line
in that dreary, dreaded glen
where beasts ever feared to tread
and mankind had never been

For purple...

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They’re playing bingo in the lounge bar,
between ten and dinner time,
pensioners arrive from near and far,
to try and win a bingo dime.
I’m watching from me usual stool,
and hear numbers shouted out,
while drinking beer that’s nice...

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zealotry yawping within un
   pretentious sporty, quirky, 
   oddly, manly, kooky, impisly, gummy, 
   edgy, dorky, cocky, belly airs

to disseminate, a quick  
  literary flourishing brushstroke 
...

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“Can you smell something burning,” Dad frowned and I said “Yeah.”
It had the smell of cooking meat, as well as burning hair,
Dad stopped the truck, lifted the bonnet… “Blimey look at that!”
Something was mangled by...

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My list is all done, I stand in the kitchen and stare.
To the Supermarket I'm off, It feels like a dare.
The very thought of that place, brings a chill to my bones.
Walking up and down...

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1/21/19
"OAT"
I was wrong to quit
It's been too long I admit
Was gone a bit
On a trip
Putting down lagers quick
Now I'm back with a stronger grip
Deep down in the water sits
The key for you and me, it...

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The origin of the unicorn begin's in
A time and habitat where we did not live in
In Another Galaxy it could have been in
Or in an unexplored magical dimension

It was a land overflowing with milk and...

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Today is tomorrow again
Again tomorrow is today
Make it go away,
Lord please comes here, today
Have your way

Sunday, morning
And I still need someone to show me the way;
Because the girl I loved has gone away;
She’s gone
I’m alone
She’s...

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This morning's sidewalk is cold and gray,
traffic sparse.
Coffee awaits, if my secretary remembers.
My head circulating thoughts from a case,
I reluctantly took on yesterday.
I'm usually more particular,
I don't like cases involving blonds and their men,
but, I...

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Tail Trauma

I’m a Cat (fancy that) and my tail went all droopy.
When I came in with it all bent, it sent my oomans loopy.
She started making phone calls, he put on shoes and socks,
They shut...

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You Come Out of the Woodwork
By Franklin Price 
12/4/2017

You come out of the woodwork
Some from many years ago
Looking for the spotlight
For the fifteen minute show

Look what now is happening
When you to tell your youthful tale...

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The wall that the warrior must climb
was not only steep, rough and slippery,
but the weapons of all kinds
were waiting on other side to kill the warrior.

Although, there were warriors so called enemies
much like the warrior...

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I Love the ground you walk on
So don't take this the wrong 
way
Go grab a beer and park it 
And listen to what I gotta say

I appreciate the diamonds 
And the expensive foreign cars
And how you bust...

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A short letter to this Hot Summer Day, 
I get it, you’re a furnace from the sky.
And you want to play chef, to bake and to stew, 
Both my feet you simmer and fry

You battered...

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There was a kid so optimistic but he still copped a pistol, got caught up in a brawl by the liquor store and got dropped in a prison, sitting behind those bars did everything but...

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Incense hung in the evening air
like the mist and the chains of prayer cranes.
Ferocious gilded guardian framed the gate
through the aged arched travelers trooped
Pilgrims all.

Monks diminutive in form,
draped in square clothes 
of sacred orange, bow.
Prayer...

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I don't want to drink this day away, I'm going to do it anyway.
I don't want to do any drugs today,
but I got an itch I can't scratch away.


I'm breaking promises I made to someone...

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Extinguish the candles of another year, thirty three,
By le Bateau-Lavoir, copped in contemplation,
Of abstraction at le Musée de l'Orangerie,
Joan Mitchell to Monet, why male comparison?
No, that sentiment doesn't sit at all right with me.

You led...

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