Long Crisps Poems

It was Christmas Eve and I was at the airport,
Not a soul in sight, almost deserted, it was 10.00 pm,
Only two hours before Christmas day,
Perhaps if I got on a plane, I would see Santa...

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It spread its grizzly legs on the whitewashed wall
Firmly baked in the early summer heat 
Spitting perspiration dripping from the white crisps ceiling
While I cling onto a sensational feelings
Night has casted shadows upon night
With images...

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The rain birds keep hopping up and down the town
stamping the rain out of the ground with their wire feet but
they have little to compete and the sun is walking under my feet. They are...

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Kissing For Beginners.

Do you recall your first kiss
That was supposed to fill you with heavenly bliss
But filled you with nervous anticipation
It looked simple enough on telly
But I had butterflies in my belly

I hated girls when...

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My classmates
Theresa Trot had a snot
Hanging from her nose
She sniffs and snorts and swallows
But Theresa never blows.

Now it’s run down past her lips
And settled on her chin
Her teeth look really shiny
When Theresa starts to grin.

She...

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This is the story of Gustybot Melly
His really small nose and his very large belly
He'd finished the biscuits, the cake and the jelly
And munched all the crisps like the ones on the telly

And when he...

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The kids now start their summer term holidays, hip hip hooray
Thinking of the things we can all do over the bright sunny days 

I got some time off work; just so to look after the...

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You’ve reached a certain age when life has set you free
You can cock a hoop at protocol; do things that aren't PC
You can swim in just your underpants; be a gentleman or lout
Speak your mind...

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"England and America are two countries separated by a common language." 
                          ...

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It was a long summer and the bees did their job,
For the trees were filled with apples, hanging like little knobs.
 
Oh, those orbs, they looked so delicious and red,
I gathered so many, I had...

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Morning time...waking with sweets in my mouth
cinnamon carameltmarshmellowed out
breakfast cereal Sugar Dynamite
secret prize inside,bestows x-ray sight

Sugar shock,tooth rot,'60s psycotropic lollipops
an infinite selection @ Treat's Sweetshop
its addictive candy flavors
improves moods and bad behavior
beware of its dangers
sugar...

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The Fast Stranger At Barker's Cake and Pastries Shop- A Narrative Poem


One day at a cake shop,
I met a man selling cats,
For money he wanted to swap,
But I really wanted some diplomats.

"Got any diplomats?" asked...

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I am the Latch-Key Kid
When I go home, no tea on the table
I manage to make myself something to eat
The best that I am able

Mum and Dad at work till past eleven
So I just sit...

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I remember those days when just a kid,
the old ten shilling note, and the odd quid.*
Teddy boys in their drain pipes, fur collars
smelling of nicotine, street wise scholars.
Conkers,* glass alleys* and comics as well,
bow and...

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Nature provides equal opportunity to grow,
Plants, animals, birds and human has growth, process is slow.
Heat, cold, air and soil has fertilisation for food,
Rain helps for everyone growth that is fruit or wood.

A Lion is non-vegetarian;...

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[Written last year, or perhaps the year before
But youtube was awash with parodies in a
Similar vein. Unless I didn’t look properly, I
Haven’t posted it before... so here you go...]

      ...

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When one tiny atomised shrimp meets a third of a Christmas pudding it is known as a classic meeting of minds. But not if the meeting takes place in an office or a chamber. That...

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I REMEMBER (1)

Candles & nightlights
   flickering bright
blackout curtains
    shutting out light

Dripping setting
   from Sunday's roast
spread  thick
on Monday's toast

Paper chains
    cut and glued
beer in glass
     bottles brewed
Christmas puddings
   with threepenny bits
 Meccano kits
     made to fit

Sunday school outings
      upto Coombe hill
my first ever train ride
         so quite a thrill
Summer walks
    to the Bugle Horn
crisps & lemonade
     upon their lawn
A weekly soak
  ..in a round tin bath
towelling off
 by a fire in the hearth

I REMEMBER (2)
afterschool
on a
          tuesday
  my treat
   awaiting on gran's
baking tray

a spicy aroma
  filled
the air
 t'was
  freshly baked-
my
 weekly share

bread pudding
piping hot
   drizzled with honey
moreish&
          yummy
a moist mouth
 watering
             confection
in
a
 sultana delectation


I REMEMBER (3)
my clerking 
ever on the go
the junior
   lowest
                of the low

the office
 with  partners just two
pens   pencils
  nearly-new
daily drudgery
  reality soon shone thru'

the 'old man ' yelling
      'ere lad
  chop chop
get me baccy
   from t'corner shop

 tea-break brews'
                   in a stew
bellows of hurry-hurry
from  the back-office crew

another  task
       to get done
this time
   for the partner's son
    no time to stop &chat
  he'd forgotten the fish
          for his wife's cat

    the switchboard clicked
           the doorbell chimed
&
skills to learn
  juggle & prioritise


whew!
    nearly half five
&  knock-off time

    just one task
still to do
fetch the 'boss's
  evening  news

  was this really
           the career    to choose?...

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Tap. Tap. Tap.
‘Miss! You can’t stay in there. A cab has been rung.’
I pull the chain and open the door
 Unfamiliar surroundings

I wobble 
Thankful for the narrow corridors
Hands slap against the walls 
Walking with arms...

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Written: September 24, 2023  
Apple Picking Poetry Contest           Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori   
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In a farm adorned with autumn's grace,
Where saffron sunbeams...

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Zeitgeist - My 1960s - Liz Walsh

Kaftans, mini-skirts, Carnaby Street fashions.
Angel Delight, Hirondelle wine and that sheepskin rug.
"The price of round steak on a Saturday" while
Magdalen Laundries kept dark, dark secrets!
Nylon socks, Cuban heeled boots,...

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Today it’s Sally’s birthday party; she’s the star of the show
She’s a lovely little girl and all her friends are invited to go

They arrive on the doorstep with presents in their hand
Wearing their best clothes,...

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The Brainy Stranger @ the Book Store Coffee House - A Narrative Poem

One day at a book store,
In the corner they sold,
Some very flavorful coffee and biscuits cakes;
"We've got some lovely shacks,
Say’s the library hostess".

I'll...

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An interesting occurrence begins in a bag of one kilo of frozen peas. Not in a bag of peanuts. Nor in a packet of crisps or chips. Chipolatas agree with this but the soda water...

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ITs another Halloween 
There are groups walking the street
Looking happy with themselves 
And their stash from trick or treat 

We’ve got toffees by the door 
And a bag of lollipops 
I’ve taped up the letterbox
To...

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