Long Grot Poems

Impossible mission to captcha infinitesimal moment

alternately titled: tick tock runneth amuck
seconds elapse imperceptibly 
leaving me dumbstruck,
how quickly fleeting tempus fugit; 
ofttimes imagined as time thief.

Hence following vignette: quiet as a mouse lurks the time thief...

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Translation with commentary of an archetypal Wild West Classic : " Summer Wine "

(I'd wage my bottom diamond dime future generations will re-discover and treasure this true American classic like only a few others of...

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the daughter of a miller abducted, exiled, held 
locked as prisoner didst bawl
achingly, effusively, indubitably murmured plaintively 
quite riotously didst call
out for help, when stalked with facing john deere reaper 
with nary a blues clue...

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The Bewitching Call of the Siren

She ululates a forlorn desire for a human love;
She’s pure evil, not from God’s Heaven above.
This siren’s seductive melody is heard on all seas,
And even on the largest lakes and...

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Program self for Elizabeth Wesley

So you need to overcome a weakness in your floor,
You don’t  like what you’r e seeing , not any bloody more,
You are what you think you are, a body full...

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Villanelle: Who will dare not love La Belle Dame sans Merci

Who will dare not love La Belle Dame sans Merci
Will she now dare budge from her perch in the clouds
No Knight-at-Arms her wiles entice sans...

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FRACTURED FAIRYTALE!

Chanced upon a book one day,
Bent, dog-eared, tattered and frayed,
Tale found within, read with a grin,
This fractured fairy tale,
Laughter did not fail......
Cinderella's real story,
Not such glory...
Ma woke up one fine morn,
"Cinders, Cinders!" Ma cried...

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I’ve lost the thread,
I don’t know why,
however much I sit and try
I still think lots of poetry’s crap,
(it’s not like me to think like that).

I struggle on from verse to verse,
as sometimes every line gets...

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Turning into an angelic beast,
Here is the ugly Narcissist....
For others! She cared least,
Here's the ugly Narcissist.

When the plot of life got revealed,
She had a role to lead.
Sanguine She, was now so turbid,
Like Sophocles! Hard to...

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As I walk past the alleys, I see you
Crawling, begging, moaning in pain.
Sorrows you hold, flood the avenue,
Things you've lost and could never gain:
You cry at the poverty, down the lane,
And no nomads here hold...

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A saucy boy, a scuffle & kerfuffle
A hankering girl
with many a desperate dream;
angst so easily ruffled.

Green the beaming callow face.
The fairest maid so winsome now
sees also a
fading fall from grace.

One and all stumble over 
many...

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Swinging Goat      

Goat a swinging in the thunderbox,    (outside toilet)
in the dunny like a bagged ox,
Kids come home from the flics ol mate,    (movies)
Bowels...

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Poverty grot and grime
Have existed throughout time
A place where intellect and truth cannot shine
All of this is embodied on Isle 49

Segregated due to types and shapes
Men acting like thoughtless apes
Not even allowed to eat the...

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My tennis court sits 
at the back of my plot;
I want to be good,
so play quite a lot.

The net I’ve repaired,
with string and a knot. 
I’ve painted the lines.
(Last year I forgot.)

I mow off the...

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