Long Piebald Poems

Our Mate Charlie Brummell
Yes mate we went a droving back in nineteen fifty eight, 
The drovers cook was pretty rough, he couldn`t wash a plate. 
Hector he was fifty two, when he burnt our damper...

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A Shaggy Tale
By Jan Beaumont ©

My hairdresser - like me -
is still on lockdown
My image in the mirror's
made it crack
I'm thinking I should go 
into the bedroom
Turn the lock and stay there 
till she's back.

I...

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she was a salamander of the sun
an enraptured reptile of the stars
dancing with the other campfire lizards
in the asphalt murrain
in the technomarshes
in the hookah parking lots
and mildewed shopping malls
on the internet
amongst the programmer punks
and hacker...

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Icicles on leaves and branches of trees
                         They begin to melt...

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 mixed verse 


The Pied Piper was our town's private eye. 
He rode alone on his piebald horse,
kept his nose in everyone’s pie
declaring humble pie of course.

Piety overrode his able grace
when last fall, he alit...

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Time to reckon
Time to stand
Stand back
Stand by
Bystanders
Bye bye America
America melting
American pie
Pie perfect
Piebald pony
Pony up
Pony Express
Express yourself
Express mail
Mail fraud
Mail-in vote
Vote USA
Vote going viral
Viral virus
Viral pandemic
Pandemic panic
Pandemic vaccination
Vaccination vexation
Vaccination nation
Nation notions
Nation divided
Divided by Party
Divide by color
Color me...

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On March fourteenth, the day of pi
I pined to buy an apple pie
A python spied me at the door,
a sharp-eyed pirate on the floor

Oh piebald pipe of piety
Do not aspire to piracy!
A spiny pain will...

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At his readiness, medley reduced to romance
     Pure patched with strategy, pony Rosinanthe 
     Slick sleuth rotund from a thousand tutorials 
     Ideality...

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(A Slant-rhyme Sonnet)
As autumn treads across our piebald patch,
she drops her frost to shelter, soft as wool, 
but brilliant blossoms curl in moonlight watch
and shrink beneath the snap of hoarfrost cool.

Then every critter lodged inside...

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4 and 20 Pies – No Blackbirds


Oh, spare me the plethora of pies
the thumbs-up plumbs,
the pie in the sky dreams
of the pie lovers,
the onerous moooo
of the piebald cow
being milked
by the pie-eyed farmer
as his pied piper...

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All aboard the conductor roared
Gripping the puce spruced rolling caboose
At starboard some people snored
While shaking loose foul gastric juice
But to port was a snort
From a piebald plump pig doing a jig
Only to thwart a one...

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Hush o'er azure stone ridge, 
hypnotic wax moon dash,
wispy crescent rustle from,
a piebald furry deer,
nocturnal stealth enshrouded,
silver tint antler scoops,
limp orange leaf detritus,
canopy of maroon ink, 
black mist dewdrops spill,
corral Northern Bobwhite quest,
shuddersome elk teeters...

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