Long Larking Poems

World famous player of the five fingered flute,
   Wasn't quite so happy as he used to be.
   Being alone with just his flute,
   Nice clothes,
   And lounging...

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> In the beginning there was God Part two.

Back to God, one day you know.
In one place in that space. 
He found one rock.
It was neither cold or hot.
With that He decided then to play.
Changed...

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Alchemy of the Answers

Belief in the beauty of unrequited love blooming 
No relief as they replay the sounds of war looming 
A chief at the mane of the horse he is grooming 
A thief that...

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When Laurie was just eighteen years of age
she fell in love with a brazen young man,
rode his own bike, knew just what to say,
ever quick with a joke was her Stan,
oh, the adventures that those...

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I see you’ve larked with fairy friends,
On bough, in fields, near brooks - 
Pebbles skim the water’s edge;
Jump skip, jump skip, hop - over brook…

‘Which side is greener?’ Asked the Dragon mare.
‘The bough of tree...

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Alan Shepard, astronaut, took golf balls to the moon
He whacked them only when he knew that he’d be leaving soon
‘One flew two hundred yards,’ he said, ‘and as I recollect
one came down in a crater,...

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MUD LARKING
  
    Since a kid having a habit of treasure hunt,
   whenever got a chance to go on riverside
   picking pebbles slimed with pale mud,
 ...

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I, to the pasture's green could run, 
and fly a kite beside the sun,
but choose, I do, to linger still, 
among the dirt, what is my frill?

Low, be it may, to sink my feet, 
into...

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Spring resume summers day with many choices,
In the reunion of all seasons the nectar entwined,
Sunshine to scream out excitement in our voices,
Find outside no place to hide chimes of our mind.
 
Dare we stray towards...

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I don't want to sound like no rant nor raver
But when people say to me love thy neighbour
This woman has no once of common courtesy
It's like shes always there ready to pouce on me

A fussy...

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The wordly world is doggy-doggy,
You need a choice, oki-doki?
Boring bloke whose flavor's labour,
Or just choose, to be daily lazy.

Life is ocean, harshing hardship,
Who gets on its board, gets bored,
But who are the king of larking,
Whose...

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They could be heard across valleys with their screeching echo
Flailing above tree height they’d flock in their thousands - the Black Cockatoo
Like nature’s eclipse, they would descend in clouds; all great gangling wings
Flapping madly at...

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"How's yours coming? Got any ideas? "
"I'm in the fifth stanza already, this is going to be neat!"
That's me and 4 other friends of the poetry club, 
Scribbling away in a corner where the tree's...

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Let larking bliss on zephyr wings descend
And meadows fill with gleeful mirth and song;
The proud aurora’s sparkle then amend
With daisies spread in an ambrosial throng. 
   The cheerful gods pour nectar into grails,
...

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Less Grazing land 

The mere on the knoll looked down at the grassland
a prairie of succulence where she and her ancestors
had lived and died for since the time long forgotten.
Behind her, her foal only a...

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swirling ascent, 
         streaming, feathered, winging -- 

'look at your tops, they are my bottoms,'

she tweets 'n twitters, murmurs me:me
  surging urges in the air she...

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1066
Sad day on Senlac Hill.
King Harald takes an arrow 
Through his royal eye.
And that Norman bastard,
Duke William, steals his crown.
Though it’s embroidery, 
Not tapestry, tells the tale,
He finds himself the king of all he sees.

1297
Lord...

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So much hope for understanding bright, 
Larking sombrely, vertical as a servant,   
Reluctance explained, quite irreverent,
For the first time feeling justified, right, 
No matter the obliqueness of my plight; 
But I could not...

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The talkers were talking,
texting.
Walkers were walking,
skipping, jogging.
Strollers were shaking,
prams rocking.
Kids were shouting,
yipping, yelling.

The pond went roundly around
a circling ground of sound,
shorts on bicycles
were lazily wheeling.
Girls were sky-larking,

He sat under the sun,
a drowsily winking sun,
eyelids heavy...

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Dawn comes larking through the trees
And heaven drips in fiery gold
Praise comes winging on bended knees
New mercies refresh my soul
From gritting sand faith finds its pearl
From wounded hands man's guilt is healed
Walk with me where...

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emotional shape-shifter....
able to switch from mood 
to mood in the blink of an eye
emotional shape-shifter....
never know where it will
rear it's ugly head
emotional shape-shifter....
always waiting 
always larking 
within the shadows 
emotional shape-shifter....
waiting for the right 
moment...

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