Long Making hay Poems

Differences – you say !

I – me Lass – brave Helios, rides his golden chariot, 
drawn by fiery Steeds, into the vastness of this universe.

These mighty Titans, dispatched – brilliant, glowing -
ruled, controlled the blueness...

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Don't you think that this title is darkly divine?
But, of course, there will have to be weirdness that’s funny,
Though my nightmares are many and have complex arcs
There’s some risk here I might have to work...

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I suppose there are no new problems in the world to be exterminated,
well, I mean, of course there are as many new problems
as there are creatures having a new day today,
but I mean I suppose...

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Agostino Tassi

(The Accused now gives evidence,
coming fresh from the vigil torture,
which involves sleep deprivation.
His arrogant, careless manner
doesn't win him any friends.)


I think the Court will understand
if I’m a little under par.
The vigil thing!  I...

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Make hay while the sun shines.

I grew up as a closeted polypathic nature-mystic
on a marginal, at best, family farm
in Michigan.

This farm was my embryonic home,
an extension of my vastly loved and nurturing Mother,
more than my...

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Under The Ducky Moon

The Winter had been Harsh, Harsher than Most. Now cabin fever had taken its toll.
I was beginning to act a little bit weird, but so were others I know.
Then suddenly the sun...

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I once told a story about my 
Ex-girlfriend Gormless Sue
Well that was part one
And this is part two

Gormless Sue had a farm
She lived in a cosy warm house
But she made me sleep in an old...

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What is that one purpose in life why am I here on this big blue spinning marble
Wherefore why for and what for am I a sentient being draped in consciousness

Quite possibly it will suffice to...

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The moment I am out of the box
Foxes and hyenas surround me
Needy greedy aggressive seekers
Those who even a second before
Lay hidden in hibernation
In the tightly closed boxes of steel
On the verge of elimination
Thanks to the...

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The Story Of a Squirrel Who Wouldn't Share
And Of a Blue Jay That Did
By: Tom Wright
2/11/00

Near our Pear tree a heap of nuts
I placed upon the ground,
and it came to me as no surprise,
when a...

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Time in Flight!

Older people all tell us time's faster, it seems, 
When they think back to much younger days.
Is it true, something real, or just fanciful flight? 
Time in school (ask a fool)  would...

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I do not care making a living donning a dirty coverall
if it earns me more trips to the mall.

Whether it's newly minted or has changed hands many times,
a dime will still be worth a dime.

I...

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Whores and wars and peado-preds
Politicans are with royals.. in bed.!
Lurid reports; on the better bred?
And lies abound today.!

Its all around as toxic sound, its dark clouds
Block the rays... of hope and sun and real good
Fun;...

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Making Hay 

by

Kevin Fairbrother

…

Gradually winter fades, spring has begun

The ground will warm up, the grass will grow

The winter rains, the spring sunshine, now for summer

This will make the grass grow and grow

…

The hot days with...

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I dained that I'd distress the Dutch,
Refrain the French with such - and - such.
'Gainst Germans I'd my victory forge,
Churchillian chants in Cheddar Gorge.

Send Poles packing from our building site,
Put the Belgians - bang -...

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Eagerly waiting for the moment
When I start my revolting movement
Much coveted sum is on the way
Soon I start making hay
While I ensure my security
Of course pretty financially
Hunting the new profession
My top priority of dollars-million 
The...

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A musing Mary, quite stationary
sitting with her laptop so still
thinks of limo cars, Broadway stars
and her dream house on the hill

Jill and Jack laid in their sack
wondering about Mary on their hill
making hay about "will...

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SPRING WATCH

I have just spent the last two hours, looking up a duck bum
Wasn’t until the duck sprung a dozen kids did it get any fun

The Owl the same asleep on the job because it...

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Oh, I sit upon my porch, just to get a bit of breeze,
On the north side of my house, under over-hanging trees.
I feel so contented here, with my good dog at my feet.
At my age...

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There's a place down California way
Where I once perchance did stay
In a tent
with cheap rent
Next to the trains making hay

Whilst cimbing the grade to Las Vegas
And beyond that land of lost wages.
With city goods.
"Must buy"...

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My every eye contact is a rhythm of a lovely song
the melody continuously in play, all life long.

Images of my ego, in black and white I submit
settling in your sweet zone, no need for residence...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XXXV

IF you pull a long croquet face
While picking your teeth index and thumb over molar
Canines will drip corrosive acids on knuckles and nails
E'en if you lose anonymous...

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Sofia the large sandy crab
Afraid of a life too drab
Took to the sea
With her cousin Kong Kee
And a six spotted floundering dab

Oh Kong Kee now this is the life
No worries no trouble no strife
Shoulda done...

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Money Honey
By: Miracle Man
10/12/2018


Ad agencies inform customers in a brazen way,
Each day that the sun rises they’re making hay.
Attention getting commercials are so designed,
To take my cash by planting thoughts in my mind;

They think a...

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I'm cooking as if possessed
My kitchen is in a culinary mess
Pots, pans and bowls galore
Some I've never used before
Surrounded by a million books
With recipes, I've longed to cook
All meals planned to eat next week
The perfect...

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