Long Pips Poems

SPIDER

Eight furry legs
Approaching black blob
Screeeeeeeeeeeeeech


COCKROACH

Periplaneta americana 
Out of planet, preys on women's tuxedo
Blob of fat, smell, monster


JULIA'S HAIR

Chameleon
Gunslinger, sniper
Death,myriologue


O SPACE

A junkyard
Sepulcher of machines
Requiem

CROW

Squawk 
Squawk
Gasconade 


LIZARD

A baby lizard
Drops on my hand
Check in


TELEPHONE BILL

Krinngggggggggggggg
Krinngggggggggggggg
Pay your bill today...

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Durians As king Of Fruits

When it is fruits season locally, everywhere there is an abundant display of all kinds of fruits…
In any given location, you’ll be spoilt for choices given the wide selection of fruits…

Of...

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Time’s up 
mind’s plucked 
watch me cave in 
rhymes suck 
my luck 
hair’s wearing thin 
corrupt 
destruct 
stops me thinking 
clocks stuck 
bell struck 
sound silencing 

Now I told you the minds plucked 
first line...

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Durian Fest

This being the month of September....
It is the season made just for tropical fruits lovers...
Given a favorable season of good sunny weather..
Coupled with intermittent rainfall all over..

The daily market place teems with fruits galore..
Abundant...

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I’m gonna always love you
I’m gonna always be your friend
I’m gonna think ‘bout the times we kissed
In the pond or the tree or the willow mist
I’m gonna always love you…

You’re gonna always haunt me
You’re gonna...

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she pips in fear for lateness like her peers,

hauteur cloaked with reticence,

her-boo-boo-vague, though walled around and palpable

official Narcissist disguised in rude affronts

Bravado of naughtiness in candour yet tacit

 

“Free me to free me”, rants in...

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she pips in fear for lateness like her peers,

hauteur cloaked with reticence,

her-boo-boo-vague, though walled around and palpable

official Narcissist disguised in rude affronts

Bravado of naughtiness in candor yet tacit

 

“Free me free me”, rants in melancholy

as...

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On my two year anniversary 
a new verse too read
canny words set free
doctor said you need

Apples nutritious 
And grapes with pips in
Cables that trip us
And drapes for peeping

At sights kept hidden
Affairs and lovers
Secret keeping
Shared with...

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Space Overtaken

To many tomatoes fill up my fridge
Grown from the garden, a tasty delish
When seeds were first sown, did a no show
Planted some more, twice many did grow

Offered some out to family and friends
But they...

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I was listening to David Bowie's Life On Mars, I love his music and his lyrics too, and for it gave me the idea for this (It's just a bit of fun.  No offence...

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16-inch records
8 track tapes
cassettes and Cd'
The sound of music played
on my high-fi recording machine
I was 6 years old
listening to Aeron Nevel
'Siting on the Dock of the Bay'
played Marvin Gaye
could sing every word
'Let's get it on'
was...

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Quiet, the leaves drip from slender woody fingertips
as shadows cast spectral dreams that breath through misty lips.

In the deep the Sylvan rests against the hoary staff he grips
and feels the ancient magic flow between the...

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[If somebody asks] how old are you?
[My answer should be] it may be 90, it may be 2
[Does it matter any] if I am true.

We are, in fact, grains for the birds
Seek our salvation in...

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tittering totter is not a high heeled smoke alarm nor a ship

Valve number eighteen is open said the rasping snakelike male. Slithering. Pipe like gatherings of serpentalias sweeping. Above and below. A surface scarred tissue....

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"At the Third Stroke.
It will be four, four, and 40 seconds, precisely."
"At the Third Stroke.
It will be four, four, and 55 seconds, precisely."
Old timers like me can remember
when time was voiced on the telephone when...

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“Passionate Color” by Alex Lindsley
(Inspired by “Floral Masquerade” by Mikali Jones)
Their song.
Our song.
Them, marshmallow and fruity drinks, roaring wind.
Us, dust devils, whiskey, and mildew.
That, lime pie and honeycomb, a warm hand on a shoulder.
This, a...

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When hearts meet,
They shake hands
They embrace
They inquire where the other has been the whole time
They grow fonder 
They sit for a cup of coffee
They sit to share like old pips 
They get reason to trust...

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The jumping jellies in wellies are singing like la la la

Space suited shells are quite adept at leaning through cubby holes and travelling for a long time. A long time is a lengthy length leaning....

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On one of the myriad bays
along the Maine coast. Keep the holocaust
at bay I said to Dave because
you’ll spend all day gathering
2,000 calories and still be miserable hungry.
An undiminished population of humans is risible.

Black spruce...

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Apple many varieties sweet and sour
Banana soft fruit many uses
Cherry's are sweet watch out for its stone
Damson like a juicy plum
Elderberry fragrant good in wine
Fig many seeded fruit
Grapefruit similar to oranges but tarter
Honeydew melon lovely...

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A ripened plum, still warmed to touch 
and taste of summer sun.

Half ripe tomatoes, breathed with greenhouse opened door 
before the senses gather more when picked, 
firm at first, then squelched between the lips 
shooting...

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Having fed you a glut from diminished plates,
decayed chunks from long-dead mad cows,
vegetables bearing poisonous pips,
fruits possessed by invisible worms,
discreetly, yet not very discreetly, prepared
in a faecal, steaming pit in the ground,
where squalid vermin taunt...

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Acquiescence of aquifer is acquiring an antelope's antennae but antennas are nit aerial so never cook a salted marsh for a meal. With or without chips. Dippy demonstrated design. Whilst the organisational orifices officially ordered...

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What can you do with all those seeds,
slick, black missiles that blaze
a path down your throat,
when what you want is to taste
the sweetness that surrounds them?

You collect them, as if they're treasure,
and curious grandchildren follow,
eager...

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The halved tomato
was freezer bagged and kept in the fridge too long
Breakfast is nothing without a tomato
but this melting fruit
is in a dream state. Not corrupted yet,
not rotten as we might explain rotten,
just spoiled, going...

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