Long Lazing Poems

( A university-life vignette)

It’s Saturday morning. Lisa, Leong and I were in the common area, lazing about. “This is what happened to us (Lisa and I) last night.” I said, beginning to explain last night's...

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major storm on the horizon reported from the "Fo'c'sle"

Though forever being a landlubber
a vision analogous to the nether world
deep within the bowels of the Earth
immensely distant from the sheltering sky
amidst a thick fog enveloped landscape
with...

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Struggle to write

Witnessed courtesy the following poetic sight
especially when dark shadows foretell edge of night
twilight zone expanding
into outer limits of width and height
obscuring webbed wide world
subsequently where black tentacles alight.

This poetic prologue feeble exercise to...

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This is the stuff some hearts are made of.
Anguish. Elation. Say it once again!
Just for the sake of hearing a feeling's name,
and the long drawn out sigh
of sounds echoing out of breath, out of breath,
out...

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((~) Tickle-fights... lively in their laughter... fingers entwined-hands locked both-of us-running-
together-willing desiring-to know-love... ! Perfect-light-tan the-softest salty skin... ! (~) 


(~) Yes rolling-around our-bodies elucidated-sweaty legs our arms-entwined-collapsing-each 
time-we danced-together crashing-into one another-spilling-over our-hearts... ....

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Once the light was lit,
           and my eyes could envision
  I wanted, I sought, I longed for
      I craved...

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...He walked up and kissed her head so softly,
then said, “Good news, I’m off for the next few weeks.”
She said, “Mmm…and I’m betting that you’re are
thinking of all that you will do to me.”
He smirked,...

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So you don’t care
About your marriage?
Don’t care about your children?
Don’t care how you hurt them?
How your oblivious to your actions
That’ve caused a chain reaction.


You don’t care of quality time
With those you love?
You don’t care about...

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In a perfect world, I think we would get to be the age
we looked and felt our best.
I’d be in my 40’s, and  I would have stopped aging.
Calories would not mean a thing.
Perfect bodies...

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I doff my many hats away,
To a lazy sunny Saturday,
Lounging, lazing and lying about,
Doing absolutely nothing but nowt,
Just loving and dreaming the day away.

My love and I have such a home,
Where on such days we...

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from his rock he  sends out a deadly summons
  that calls  
                    ...

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As the Sunday sun sets away
With it the rare peace and your funday
Brings to fore the manic monday

Ditching all the pleasures that the weekend brought
When clear was the mind with little thoughts
Relaxing with a cup...

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We love our silly Grazillas,
Who eat chocolate ice cream because they don't like vanilla.
They prefer lumpy pillas,
As they nap under the willas.
They eat salt by the pillas,
And watch only chinchillas.
They prefer to work as millas,
They...

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An occasional gust of wind will lift the translucent white voile curtains and then drop them like a child losing interest. The effect is like flash photography, a burst of sudden sunlight that paints our...

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'But you don't look sick'

"What you doing just lying there?
I'm sure it would help if you begged in more prayer"
"Have you not yet tried this special snake oil?"
I've said there's no cure, my blood starts...

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My wife and I had planned a camping trip at Doctor’s Creek reserve,
a peaceful place to ease our minds, and a holiday that we deserve
amongst the natural beauty with the Goulburn River flowing past,
and lazing...

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I'm not going into work today
I'm taking a day off to rest,
I've been feeling under the weather of late
and really not up to my best.
I've taken some of my holiday
I didn't want to go sick,
As...

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Through the dewy panes
     As my eyes scan through my garden
      Everytime I am spellbound
        My childhood's hideout
 ...

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Winning the Lottery

Yes, I dream of winning the Lottery,
Hitting the jackpot on a Saturday night.
Oh, it’s so wonderful to imagine,
So, I cross my fingers and hold them tight.

Our George bemoans his bad luck,
All these years,...

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The church bells tolled
In the steeple,
Loud and shrill,
'Midst the avalanche of people;
The choir on the corner
Sang of angels, babes, and sugar plums
While shoppers, at wits end,
Swore that they should never have come.

Someone said, "Merry Christmas,"
The...

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The sun rests in its golden orb, shining bright dazzling the eyes
Meadows green with dew drops fresh, the cattle lazing away cries
The farmhands nap beneath the trees, the breeze caress and dies
(Yields of green fields...

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In a dim-lit attic sits a rocking chair
where a newborn child was suckled, there.
Then, while a mother gently brushed my hair,
father read tales aloud of Piglet and Pooh Bear.

Later, it became a galloping horse at...

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Every day I wait for you to return from work
And it becomes a celebration in my life.
As the hours pass and the time approaches 
For you to come home to me, a smile
Appears on my...

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Come, Gather close, look over my shoulder, grab a seat near to view my insecurities.
And, though, I know it is dark and black, still gaze to view my past of impurities.

A lifetime of brewing with...

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