Long Nowt Poems

It’s heading for our planet at ten thousand miles an hour
To stop it all the experts say we haven’t got the power
All the nukes in all the world won’t constitute a plan
So someone said, ‘All...

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GILGAMESH . . .  

Story has it you used your power to run amuck
Putting fear into the people, and brides in Unuk

So the people of Unuk pray to the sky God Anu
To sort out...

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CYRUS II - THE GREAT

So; here comes the story of that, King Cyrus the Great 
Whose history for some of us; is still well up for debate

But; it’s such a darn good story, it well...

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Soon, the sun was lying low, a bright full moon was now on show
Santa switched on Walnut’s glow… “Ho Ho Ho and away we go.”
Walnut played along and led the team of reindeer and their...

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Oi be nowt but an auld country hick,
we a liddle bit of gall, an a lotta stick.
Oi baint niver afeared to speak me mind,
nor critizise folks harshly iffen Oi find
zummit I don’t loik.  Tis...

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To this day, the breath labours on still 
Marrow birthing blood same as ever 
to keep this battered carriage oiled
The soul wills the flesh to hobble on 
and prays the spirit keeps aflame 
The game...

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DOING A DEL BOY 

So, that was it Fred was gone, and the cats and me were skint
Smelly Gran had left a will but; to where there was just no hint

I am now sitting on...

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I'm named Delysia (sic) Patricia. This poem was 
inspired by Chris De Burgh's "Stripper" song.  
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ABwDWwYX0Q4.

A buxom beaut
ill of repute
amply endowed with bits to spare
undoubtedly cute
without dispute
had a penchant her wares to lay bare
...

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For days now he had hungered.

His search took him along many an avenue,
where his pleas were so harshly ignored.
But his need was such he had to continue,
so to all that he met he implored.

Many turned...

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Your rhyme reads like a rap they say,
a rap I say,
a rap they say,
perhaps but rap is rhyme you see,
it's rhyme really,
it's rhyme you see,
this poem is not lyrical,
no not at all,
not lyrical,
'cus songs use...

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MA "BITCHES" - THE CAMEL AND ME . . .

Ma “Bitches” rang - a “Nite” on the “Toon” - how are you fixed . . . ?
“Aye” - “I’ll bring “Lovely Eyes” the camel -...

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Into the kingdom. 

From the kingdom was I bourne ancestral sailed into the fall of the hemispheres equator. Other earth side I became alive.  The table on the fringe.
From the kingdom all my culture...

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Aristotle, who once said, “A flatterer is a friend,
Who is your inferior, or pretends to be so.”
Magician or not, the appraisal we try to defend,
Veneer covered ready, prepare for the overthrow.

And a splint named psychology...

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I stare at the world through slats in the blind
Which are partly obscuring the dazzle at times
There's nothing particular to spot there today
As even the birds seem to have all flown away

But once in a...

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A  LANCASHIRE  LIASON

“Laugh an world laughs with yer” she said, as she cum in.
I said,“ Do you live in a barn?” 
 She grimaced an with er large left arm she swung out...

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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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“Knock, knock” “Who’s there?”  I haven’t a clue
What day is it? Who’s at my door?
“Here is some breakfast I made just for you”
Says some stranger who slept on my floor
The sight of the eggs...

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The Death of my Town 
(for Bradford, West Yorkshire, England)

At first I was self-righteous and held the moral high ground
On approaching the imminent death of my town
Some days I would observe and shake my head
And...

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I'd Love To Meet You Both
******************
The topics you have mentioned all relevant, still to this day.
It's like I know your husband, for I too, know just what to say!
You didn't mention world pollution, especially microplastic
Are...

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So house proud
Yet nowt inside
This Terrace house
But family

Mum outside
Dressed up in her pinny
Gabby Anny
Gossiping over washing line
With nosy nextdoor neighbor

Proudly polishing
The front door step
Sweeping nothing up
Using vinegar and newspaper
To shine the windows pristine clean

Just before...

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[This was written for Matt Caliri’s Dialogue contest but
withheld because frankly I’m not convinced I can call it
a poem… 
But whatever it is… I kinda like it, so here it is.]
    ...

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He said that he was broken
She told him she was broke
Neither took much notice
When the other person spoke
Far too bl**dy much in love
To weigh the implications
Not much need to forecast then
Future complications
She rationalised the broken...

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Cold Rain - part 2
Written by JapnoorR 
(AKA Jenny)

Kids are playing in puddles, as raindrops race each other. People walk by with umbrellas, red, blue, and black. Why ignore such a wonderful sight? Why not...

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I must confess, my poem appears a mess!
Wonder if I’ve lost my touch?
Though it seemed all right, when I began to write,
Did I edit a smidgen too much?
Having honed my rhymes, so many times,
Results are...

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WHAT A FLAMIN' DOWNPOUR

It is one ‘ell of a day; there is a total downpour of rain
With two cats meowing at the front door, what a pain
No chance, have you both seen the weather out...

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