Long Dealt out Poems

Wasted verses ushers quirky pathetic oeuvre

HENCE....herewith, 
a post (traumatic) 
stressed disordered poetic whim 
to summarize fantasy
incorrigible lottery dreamer
paradise visage and eyes 
zapping, swatting, and battling 
a bulge with dollar signs
whets imagination with 
Mega Million ticket...

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Not enough? Am i not enough? I thought I was the one. You lied to me, yes indirectly but a 
lie is a lie the same. my heart aches with fear of uncertainty but knowledge...

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~Harridan in a Housecoat~
Four small children sent for care as their mother was taken so ill
No father could they reach for them so they were sent off at someone’s will
In the night taken from their...

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TEARS FOR MY BELOVED COUNTRY

How she now sits all alone
The city that was full of people
How she has become like a widow;
She who was populous among the nations!
How she who was a princess among the...

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Every man, woman and child really admires 
\The men and women fighting the bushfires 
Some deliberately lit, the worst of all sins 
The fires roar fiercely in the strong winds 
Hundreds of square miles have...

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Within the shaded dust accumulated annals
Layers of times past
And cobwebbed dim cold halls of a history 
Not always hide their secrets and mystery
As the echos of the past still resound
That haunts the minds of those...

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Recycled

I have gone through many storms. 
Some I thought would capsize the boat, 
and drown both me, 
and my beloved children.
At the first sign of squall, 
I tried to be ready. 
As the storm approached...

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If his old hands could talk, my what a story they could tell.
The only life he's known, has been brutal, pages taken straight out of hell.
Yet you never heard a complaint he just took whatever...

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la beauté du chaos


when the ant farm is shaken---
when there’s a fire in the theatre
when there’s word of an epidemic
when there’s been a car accident
when there’s been a fight in the parking lot
when a plane...

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Essondale, the Riverview

Was designed to be a place of mental wellness, a safe haven,
where hospital patients could sit under a tree and watch a raven

at play, never having to think of what the First Nations...

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COUSIN    JULIA


Cousin Julia came to tea
Sat aloof from our group of three
Wanted no cake, crumpet or cheese
Only weak tea, and black, please.

Tall and rather pinched in looks
With a pointed nose for looking...

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I’ve reached the age where happiness
Is dealt out in small measure,
Where waking with no aches or pains
Is on rare morns a pleasure.

A joy to me of this year was
I had no big crises of health.
I...

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Sitting there posted
Looking down to the floor
Thinking bout the most and
How there is no more
It was all a waste and
So there will be no more
Stay where it stands
That's what it's there for
Manipulating demands
Wont be met...

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YES, inspired but not suited for the Contest



I was wondering, if one day
I would be
In a place that would 
Be good for me
A life full of riches and of fame
And everyone would know my name

So...

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