Long Giblets Poems

[This poem 'No God Of  Mine' was seemingly confounding readers as
to its meaning. Ordinarily, if I felt a poem wasn't  cutting it, I'd delete
it, but on this occasion, I've been asked to explain it... so here goes.]


By...

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Cement, sand and gravel, blood, body and soul
Eternity bred from hell's darkest hole
Combine gruesome aggregates, hydrate the mix
Mould them and dry them, then stack up the bricks.

Thought in advance and precision laboured
Set automatic, eternity savoured
No...

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Whoever might with just free words beside
Speak of the blood and in full too of sores
Which I saw now, with a narration wide?

Any speech will sure fail to open doors
To our sermon and for the...

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[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 1 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’]
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Three man sized ‘mice’ and Stanley Dann stood gawping at the screens
Churchill muttered, “I don’t want to tell you what this means.”
Crocket shook his head...

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I

how could i know him his eyes say
but my eyes reply which of us may speak to that
be busy in the house that needs fixing
despite histories in three
and homes as safe as the clicking of...

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After becoming confident 
(das ernest frank gent) handled ignition
jerryrigged knobs, levers, motors, 
nameless other parts quintessentially,
set registers to “understand” vital www xy zone.
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A blitzkrieg capstone detonated explosive forcees
generating horrendous instantaneous jolt, 
Krakatoa lost mighty noise,...

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After all these many carnivore years
You can call it guilt or you can call it fear
I've made up my mind to decide
I'm going vegan this November time

So I broke down hard and read some books
Heard...

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After all these many carnivore years
You can call it guilt or you can call it fear
I've made up my mind to decide
I'm going vegan this November time

So I broke down hard and read some books
Heard...

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After all these many carnivore years
You can call it guilt or you can call it fear
I've made up my mind to decide
I'm going vegan this November time

So I broke down hard and read some books
Heard...

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Blind Jake graduated from school, university bound his he
Blind Jake has come so far, without the ability, pleasure or who knows in his head, maybe even a god given gift not to see, the horrors...

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What kind of gobbledegulp, 
holiday mess,
are you stuffing down your jaw giblets — 
one day early ...
you human turkey

Cubicle farm-raised patsy policies
is what your top executive, tinfoil hat fool handlers
are serving you 
lower oven rack...

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Lombard Street Memories       
                           San Francisco, 1975   
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     I felt totally stupid cooking my first turkey, as I...

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We tried something different this year
A Thanksgiving day buffet
I really like the leftovers though
So I lined my pockets with cellophane

To justify my actions
As I stood in line
With the twenty bucks I was paying  
Would...

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We tried something different this year
A Thanksgiving day buffet
I really like the leftovers though
So I lined my pockets with cellophane

To justify my actions
As I stood in line
With the twenty bucks I was paying  
Would...

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Ghostly giblets granting grinning gibbons grapefruit. But grapes were busy running down the road. Away they shouted away away. And at great speed they went down the roads. Escaping the giblets who cried out in...

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Rabbits at junctions are often akin to moons at traffic lights. A light lunch is preferable to a whisky scone when taking a picnic to a lake. But playlists can play so font argue with...

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You’ll do it yourself – the day after the doctor 
said, “no heavy lifting.” And your husband 
(dreaming again) insisted on a patriarchal turkey 
like you always used to have, when he’d 
handle the fowl...

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Greetings, fellow poets, on this day of Thanksgiving, whether or not you celebrate the American holiday.  I want you to know I appreciate the time you take to read and comment on my poetry....

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Dear Lord this year to save time being lost
remind me- Turkey, Christmas Eve- defrost.
And when it's in the oven, leave no doubt
that I forgot to take the giblets out.
Five loaves, two fishes you fed five...

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Tulip turning. 1 2 3. Prettily pasting post in a tree. Shapeless orbs ornately decorated. And a singing bowl asleep near a fridge freezer. Radio not a field mouse. Declaration airwaves. A mothball flu. Power...

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We're all ingredients in the humanity stew
The sad clowns
The prescription abusers
The chickens running around without their heads

This dish can never be out done
It's killing me
Ashes from Pompeii
The braces of teenage heart throbs

Bloody black and blues...

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A dormouse in a field bucket is very very happy. Such important information gained from the stale water and a legal beetle is buzzing in a furry pair of trousers. Oh look the leap of...

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TONGUE TWISTER TIME"
 
It was the fabulous feast of Thanksgiving.
Funny Fanny had invited five friends.
This was to be her first turkey.
So, she washed it on both ends.

Funny Fanny was pleased with her turkey.
Fifteen relatives, five...

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Turkey Breast Best

For Thanksgiving what I like best
Has to be a big turkey breast
Or if all eaten can surely rely
On a great, good looking thigh.

Myself have not been a wing man
Being pilot was part of...

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