Long Flavoursome Poems

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Fragmented frogs frolicking fruitlessly freeing flavoursome fairy freckles,
But what of the speckled hound in the bin?
Well he growled,
He snarled,
The sole paw pilot pivoting,
How interesting was it to note though that the frogs although...

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A milk bottle of combustion is a silver tongued spoon. A dragon headed fortress underground. Weaving wavering waving wandering. A teaspoon of cataclysm in giant catacombs. Dominatrix circles and whirlpools. How very stylish Madame de...

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First name
unique, generous, wondrous, enigmatic, hopeful 
Sister of Madonna, Gail, Chris, Diane and Heather
Lover of life, puzzles, people's laughter and language
Who feels loves intensity with hope
Who fears the dark, enclosed spaces, yet feels fearless in...

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Have I ever told you that
   … as you lie next to me
I know that you are cheating 
   …I have seen both you and she

I heard you talking on your...

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Ohh dear Grandma! 
I love your 'papadum'
I miss the time when you offered me to come
With you at the porch
When the sun had scorched
To help you to knead, roll and flip
The papadum which had a...

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I have a friend who I visit regularly,
He calls me Smith the Grocer, STG for short,
And when I text him, I sign off with STG,
Sometimes I add other abbreviations for him to guess,
A bit of...

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You taste like honey coated love
And I am sweet on you,
And your heavenly musk
You taste like the most flavoursome
Citric tangy fruit,
Your the sweetest taste, ain’t that the truth
You remind me of the fresh morning dew,
You...

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(1946)

Walking in Sailor Fields amongst the nettles
picking blackberries, the brambles 
cut deep savage the mind.
Yet the bowl to be filled the jam
to be boiled the bread of hope
to be flavoursome, while the innocence
of it all...

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Somebody said an odd thing today, 
Something I think’s a bit strange,
About how blah and lame we seem around here, 
How things have never seen change,

They said we’re vanilla, as though that is bad, 
As...

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I see sparkles
I hear wedding bells
Bright sunny day
People make way


I stand in the middle 
As I see him
Looking at me, dazzled
His eyes talk to mine
Causing my eyes to shine


His dark hair neatened
With his dark tuxedo...

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It darts past then briefly hovers
picking up the scent of rotted fruit
following it to until it came to the source
where it feasts until bloated.

Back on the hunt it swoops
and dives like a bomb,
flashing its yellow...

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SOCIAL PEACOCK 

Playing the audience
The peacock struts 
How daintily and deftly
He swans around weaving intrigue
Flattering all
The kiss of a hand or an awaiting cheek
Done to perfection
Him who knows the value of each person to him
Knows...

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A beef stew is neither a mildew or an orange orbital hue. It is a flavoursome culinary creation. And when particles skip. Dust off the spoon and dance crab like to tunes emerging from the...

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Bean bags. Vacuum cleaners. And dustbins. Lining up. Waiting. Waiting for the cloths. The cloths are counting dust particles. That will take a very long time indeed. And yellow striped lights are not tigers. They...

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