Long Cricket bat Poems

I saw a cat quartet within my dodgy dream,
Sorta started worryin' that I'd gone off the beam,
Really began to wonder if my mind was gettin' weak,
They had their own language that only they could speak.

While...

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It’s great living in a country town that still can offer peace,
when I come home from a stressful day to finally release
all the tension from a hectic job, that near leaves me in a heap,
and...

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no one has the saddle over the wild horse by the name fate
Jose as I had known him, had a life twisted by untamed forces
gifted and talented, we were the best of buddies, our lives...

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Plenty of room in « Le Foot »* for Soccer
     For Doug Vinson at PoetrySoup.com
                ...

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Initiated by a fairy tale
of elf hobgoblins who lived in a dale

Jack Robbins stayed alert throughout the night
Sat looking through his window by moonlight

He saw his swing hanging from the oak tree
Without a breath of...

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For decades, motor cars
have driven past in haste,
eyes not straying far
from the highway to where,
set back and obscured
by scrub,
an abandoned farm
is slowly succumbing to rot.
I catch a glimpse
of an old cart out front
and stop.

Nothing moves...

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Soulmendilian
Poem
Lionel Derbyshire

The fairy field in far away land has a mystery bounce in emerald hills 
Our  maiden Catherine is captive in a stadium.
O we come from overseas and over hills in agony panting faintly...

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	Debbie Guzzi
Contest Name	
For Love of Language

Cricket-Rounders

A new bloodsport in the town,
We call it Cricket-Rounders,
The bowler runs up to the pitch,    (22 yard run)
And the bouncer surely crowds ya,   (rising ball...

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 Friends, Romans, Countrymen, gathered in awe
   to watch The Master and his name exhort,
 and at the crease blazoned a century score
   by the Lion slayer in fierce onslaught.
 Cut,...

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I stood at the gate and heard their screaming as I walked up the drive
children left to yell the proverbial hell, adult torment and live's
yet how do you make life better how do you make...

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Dad has ordered a new shed,
he'll site it in the shade
replacing the one put out by
the local Fire Brigade.
The wheelie bin is full of food
almost a three course luncheon
with sausages as black as coal
and harder...

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Unlike the Famous Five,
with capers, japes and adventures,
boats and well stocked picnics, we lived
a back street life. With a sock and masking tape ball
and mucky fat sarnies.
The Family Allowance Five.
Each one of us an extra...

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On the sport’s field we started to set up  
To play cricket but the ground was hard 
And the stumps would not go in. So my mate  
Used the cricket bat to hammer...

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When I was in my personal cell,                            ...

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You’re such a nasty bugger,
You slumming, scheming lout,
No conscience or misgiving,
No arguing about!

And when next time I see you,
Sucking on the poor, I’ll give to 
You no quarter, you shameless 
Writhing whore.

To you people are...

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Who am I
I asked the whiskey
You are ugly
Pat came the reply

The cricket bat told
You are never bold
I do want to love her balls
Your eyes invariably crawl

The computer screen said
Your mouse still hesitates
Where to press the...

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