Long Fridges Poems

{ emo music inspired poem }

ELEPHANT WOMAN 

She is Elephant Woman 
you cannot hide from her
in houses of brick or glass or 
lined velvet curtains
whether it sits on Signal Hill
or in Newlands bourgeois class 
cannot...

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is everyone from Barking  Barking mad?
Does everyone In Lambeth do the Lambeth walk?
Is Leicester Square In Leicester?
Is The Elephant And Castle a place where they hide Elephants?
Is Oxford Street in Oxford?
And Paddington a bear?
Highgate...

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Jack is learning so much at home, he’s bright and cheerful and never alone,

there’s always something good to do, like playing with bubbles or a trip to the zoo.

Experiments with water and soap, testing if...

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I go to the supermarket
to buy some mangoes. 
I’ve had five coffees
And spent hours on detangling 
computer wires. 

Reciting a poem I remember 
from fourth grade
I opened another three college 
letters in the mail yesterday.
The...

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I CHOOSE TO DWELL IN THE CLOUDS 

I choose to dwell 
among clouds 
for a while
where fleshlessness a 
state of bliss I soak 
not forever can I fathom a
nothingness 
for to...

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Monday

                 It has come to my attention, that someone has been stealing from 

     ...

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In our neighborhood during the second world war
At the side of each house were a porch and a door.
And, believe it or not, it was always unlocked
When a tradesman or stranger or visitor knocked.

Around dawn...

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Hello folks, I am your loyal fork - but had to laugh
At a comment below' hard to find a loyal one nowadays',
Fish knives are smelly, 
Many centuries ago, designed for the sharp edge,
To be away...

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I was here when television wasn’t…
Movies in color were still a new thing
Cars were mostly black

I was here when jet planes weren’t…
Telephones were bulky and hung from the wall
Most every town had a railroad track

I...

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I look at the old testament 
and the laws were harsh 
an eye for and eye
and a tooth for a tooth

Yet what were they trying 
to achieve
peace, punishment and revenge
in an effort to stop the...

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The kids are in bed - there are dishes to do
Some washing, ironing, paperwork too
Children, office, housework, sometimes I think life’s hard
But it isn’t really, not when it’s compared
To my mums, who rose up early...

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Go in peace
our tommy is empty 
our pocket is empty
our food storage are so empty
our fridges is cooling empty 
our salaries last too empty
our hopes are running empty
yet at the end of every
church mass the...

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The kids are in bed, there's dishes to do
Washing, ironing, paperwork too,
Children, office, housework, sometimes I find life hard
But it isn't really, not when it's compared
To my mum's, who rose up early and was never...

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All is calm, it is Christmas night
Time almost still in reverence
Shutters pulled, streets empty, bare
A Holy silence reigning
Holding it's presence to celebrate a birth.

Panic over, presents exchanged
Fairy lights peep through drapes
Little ones tucked in -...

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Today I present an old poem, written at least a decade before "Doubts". What this poem lacks in poetic format, and style, it reaps in sentiment.
Enjoy:

the Girl Who Ate the National Park

I was picking apples,...

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There is nothing without his breath in my air
May his eyes always light my life until darkness overwhelms my flesh
May my soul sit with you forever
There is nothing I cannot bring forth
You are my offering,...

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Oh, Nothing! You sly, elusive spud,  
You’re the star of this poem (though technically dud).  
You haunt empty fridges, blank quizzes, and minds,  
The gap where my keys hide and my weekend...

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I always did fantasize about our diverse earth;
Its freezing stones in the fridges of the Arctic and Antarctic landscapes.
The idyllic playgrounds on the quiet sands of the Mediterranean Sea banks,
The amazing sun baked plains of...

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A gradual spread over time, hatred and strife germinate
a once nice terrain which now allows good and evil fornicate.

Extremism banks on an illiterate army to be the General
humanity suffers severely, awaiting its funeral.

Young boys, worse...

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Happily I discard poem after poem
"You my friend, are not good enough to be shared!"
I mean I was fair - there's a poem about cleaning the fridge in there
Totally full of metaphor but... Who gets...

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We don’t like it when you talk back.
We’re in power, so we’ll have less of that.
Protest because of our lies and fascist policies.
Well, I don’t know if you plebs understand where the power is!

You see...

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I have seen Millennia in
and now its twenty fifty
I somehow made my century
rejoycing with my family.

It has passed it seems
in the mere eye blink. 
Now I remeninsce
held close in loving arms

Festivity floods the senses
stores groaning...

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Life in the house is pretty easy these days,
what with washers, vacuams, fridges, and microwaves.
My poor old mum had none of those,
just the old fashoined copper, and scrubbing board, to wash our clothes.
No mains water,...

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Life in the house is pretty easy these days,
what with washers, vacuams, fridges, and microwaves.
My poor old mum had none of those,
just the old fashoined copper, and scrubbing board, to wash our clothes.
No mains water,...

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I came onto my street today
I stood in shock and awe
vast piles of garbage,in front of every house
is the sad sight that i saw
Its called a clean up so they say
but for this waste we...

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