Long Nagged Poems

Joyful music filled the village
when mother’s barren womb gave birth. 
Born to end Philistine pillage, 
and fill sad, anxious hearts with mirth.

No wine or product of the vine,
should pass your palate when you dine.
No razor...

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Gott, oh mächtig, Trump iz on the warpath again!

Glad for birth write to express views
aware cunning linguists 
will apply figurative screws  
in an effort at blatant mud slinging ruse
exercised courtesy mail in ballots, 
or...

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I’d never been outside Victoria except once on the Murray,
where we fished for near a week only giving carp some curry,
but of course that was my highlight going on that camping trip.
I talked so much...

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Gott Oh Mighty,Trump iz on the Warpath!

Das Don Auld (can hard tank
tucker son of Carl, and leave
landscape barren) calling out
rigged ken tuckered hoarfrost race,
viz demolition derby presaging

death to White Anglo Saxon
democracy DOMS (delayed
onset muscle soreness)
minions...

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...A child who’d never know a father
that had deserved him more than she could tell,
knowing that she must lie to her husband,
the truth of it would not end very well.
The moments when she should feel...

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i'd just been declared surplus to requirements by my boss
with bloodshot eyes i plodded home completely at a loss
oblivious of my ex-secretary's commiserations
mum's late stage cancer portended impending tribulation
what bruised my heart was my boss'...

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In a realm where love's illusion played its game,
A young and handsome man sought a heart to claim.
He danced on promises of love's sweet embrace.
Whispering vows of never-ending grace.

With gifts and dresses, he adorned his...

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Each time i scolded  and abused you
It send fear into your humble heart.
High tense in the mind with high wind.
I made you cry under no offense
Battered you like a slave 
And your tender heart...

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It's early morning
I've not yet decided who I am
Thoughts are settling here and there
Building a picture
There's a reluctance on my part to fill in all the spaces
I just don't want to see
I'm very afraid of...

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When the Anders Gang came to Pitkin’s place,
Bent on murder, theft, and rape,
Amongst them rode a wanted man,
Known to the world as Chicago Sam.

He rode behind, guarding the rear
While the other dozen visited fear
Upon a...

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I’d been out of work for quite some time and let me funds run low,
Of course this meant some favoured treats are first things that must go,
And for me favoured treat that meant the most,...

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JUST A DROP !
Immaculate and pure.
Without blemish nor blame, only flames of beauty- which kills.
Two ripen pawpaws, sharp like the peak,
Of an hummingbird.	
Her physiognomy, brooding  eyes and a thin neck.
Her bewitching  gap, like...

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They say poems are the true feelings of the writer, so this I write you. Don’t worry I know you will never read it. 

For the man who delivered pizza to my sister's house on...

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Weston worked and worried
from sun up till sundown
for the freed-man knew the reason
that Pap had gone to town.

Pap had loved his family
but now that Ma was gone
Pap had said to Weston
"I can't do this alone."

Pap...

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There is some darkness in you and me.
There nests in our soul some iota of monstrosity-
Wanting to be set free, to break loose in glee:
It burns in our veins, and nags our pale soul.

There is...

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“Dear Lord and Savior, hear my plea.
I've one request - wait, two or three....
This time though, I'm in a fix,
so maybe there'll be five or six....

Please answer quickly, hear me now
and I'll pray daily -...

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Sitting on the edge 
of a broken relationship
reflecting on the occasional 
warmth of togetherness
and plenty of sad, feelings of being let down
jilted and miffed, I struggled to let go.

Faintly saw an invisible force
flickering inside, weakly...

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what is wrong with thee?
o, plenty.
The non verbal,
repetitor.
She listens to wandering
ghostly attempts at
remembering
the past
to perserve
her future
to maintain
a quo.
ta.

of whom she laid eyes on,
upon the day
when her heart spoke
the language
of the unknown monk
whom the captain watts
often...

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The bricks were sweating, nervous.  Icy slime
   had soaked his coat-sleeve, much to his disgust.
Tall baulks of formless timber seemed to climb
   towards the bulbous shadows.  Guido, trussed
and pinioned,...

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[Please note: while the tone is light and tongue-in-cheek, its import is 180* opposite-- the estrangement of the human from the divine.]

' I SHALL HIDE MY FACE FROM THEM. I SHALL SEE WHAT THEIR END...

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I ain't about to reveal th' month an' year that I wuz born,
But here's a clue, cars than sported an ooogah, ooogah horn!
To start th' motor required enthusiastic spinnin' uv a crank!
On th' rutted roads,...

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Tinge Of Purple Rests Within My Heart

Tinge of purple rests within my tired heart
Soft touches of a heavy old soul
Now pulling on my heavy empty cart
Often my world seems to be lumps of coal.

I heard...

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A little breeze
Blew through
My head
Something
Nagged at me
A storm was coming
The breeze
Grew in intensity
As I open the cupboard
By the time I got to the back
Where the pan I need was
A Tornado it was
Pots and pans
Thundered and...

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Now, here's the story of Rip Van Winkle
The true story, not the lie
They always want to hide the truth
I'll just never understand why

You see, Rip Van Winkle was married
To a woman, who always nagged
And that...

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Inspired by Deep Purple's "Mistreated" 1974

Misused, so misused I have been by you.
I can’t believe by you I was so smitten,
but now I am a poor bedraggled kitten -
one that has been nagged
and then through...

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