Long Lounger Poems

The sun blowtorches its way into the water, 
fragments, and the bottom is an aqua sky 
webbed by white-hot lightning. 

Here and there, legs hang like halved mannequins 
disappearing into a squiggly-bright ceiling, 
through which...

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Bilocating bison on a leopard printed dash to save the whale. When money is organic and organs play. Sunbathing on a nightshift is never that clever in a see through nightgown. Plus the sheer fact...

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"The World wouldn't be the same without me, 
                          ...

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So the shape
Of the poem 
Does not have
To be the subject
Of the poem.
Aha!  Got it. After reading the   rules twice,   and then thrice, as I did not believe myself the...

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A row of jazzy underwear
Wafts gently in the breeze
Pegged to the clothes line
Strung between two trees.
A garden brolly provides
Shade from the evening sun,
Chickens scratch the earth
In their wire netting run.

The cockerel struts his stuff through
The...

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A bibliographic oceanographic espionage is merely a tidal titan in a mesmerising swimsuit sipping tequila sunrise on a pool side sun lounger on a large eighty foot yacht. Tactless men who smear defecation in print...

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when my winnings hit the news, relatives climbed into my windows.
great aunts and uncles, sixth cousins, uncles twice removed.
some families stormed over to demand their due with no connection.
you remember me – yes, I do,...

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Like plants,
my mind cooks in the sunshine 
that falls down through the sieve of gooseberry leaves.
It’s an illness-cured joy 
when the sun shines brightly after a few cloudy days.
This is a recurring pleasure,
especially in this...

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As I laze on my lounger
on a warm June day,
I hear 
a choir of bees bumbling,
wind lisping through leaves,
doves cuddling, courting,
the chink of cups
tea pouring,
birdsong circling,
the cat purring
and I close my eyes
daydreaming 
as

I wish 
I...

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Ahhhhhh.... they make me so mad!
A fool, a buffoon, an unruly lad,
A prankster, a trickster, a tattler,
A gigolo, a lounger and an idler;

An imposter, a pretender and a loafer,
A party crasher, a tailgater and a...

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Ahhhh...they make me so mad:
A fool, a buffoon, an unruly lad,
A prankster, a trickster, a tattler,
A gigolo, a lounger and an idler;

An impostor, a pretender and a loafer,
A party crasher, a tailgater and a golfer,
A...

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The summer sun has lost
its gloss and warmth

And falling leaves are forming
baron tree's

Whilst snow crystals blanket 
them in white

And the laundry on the washing
line now takes oh so long to dry

And i haven't taken an
antihistamine...

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Nells has no idea how appealing she is.
Not caring about her appearance like other girls.
She throws on a tribal cat suit and lies in a plastic lounger
Reading a stack of scientific journals.
When she gets up...

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Eyes close head tilt back...
  As I arrived out of thin air
the sand was warm to touch
the tide rush in from the shore
water cool as it covered my feet
rays from the sun heat my...

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the group,some chicken soup.the loop i was on.busted lawns with a fawn.she said she fed 
while i was in bed.letters in the head turn,lovers learn how to spell burn with lips quiver.i did 
not give...

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