Long Plateful Poems

Not a day goes by I don't think of you
you have permeated my fortress and walk freely in all its rooms
(examining it's furnishings)
how did I allow you entry without the
usual search scan and seizure ?
I'ts...

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A brushstroke choreographing dramatic elegy framing harmonic gavotte 

specified such so as to issue a rhyme, 
but proceeded as this scribe 
didst git linkedin with the cutting crew,
mow or less feeling grassy us,
yet not the...

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The broken piggy bank
strewn into a bajillion little pieces

Unexpected largesse
yours truly patiently waits,
a metaphor of my dire financial straits
courtesy papa's unsuspecting muse
the missus, this wordsmith notates
unwittingly linkedin to his misfortune,
a situation he hates,
especially, an unavoidable...

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Don’t worry about being thinner
Get yourself off down the pub
Then go home to a good British dinner,
Of British traditional grub

Delicious roast beef of old England
Served up with a thick Yorkshire pud
With roast spuds and cabbage...

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A few things you should know about the things I love
like the magic of watching asteroids above
the fact that I was born on Easter Day
the joy of buying a summertime bouquet

off-hours where I quietly sit...

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nascent 
     dawn appears
kaleidoscope 
 of 
color
  midnight 
    sighs 
       leftovers 
        ...

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specified such so as to issue a rhyme, 
   but proceed as this scribe 
   doth git linkedin with the cutting crew
yet not the least whirlwind will offset 
  ...

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I don't ask for a bed of clouds
My Lord! I don't want respect
I want my home in your poly-form earth
I'm interested to work for those
who work for themselves
I may not be a poet,
Can't write love...

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HEAVY TUMBLING STORY

Before forbidden words
dawn to confess
Come... Come.. C O M E...
Uncoil your taste-buds to me
Entrust you health fully to thee

Yours truly,
FOOD
___________________________________

Enamored beyond possible reproach
I opened my mouth for crumbs of tasty
Crumbs later become spoonfuls
Spoonfuls...

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Tryst with Darkness

Poignant I move out daily 
With a hope for a superior tomorrow 
Coz all this is just a ‘yes sir’ affair
And that I think I am not ready for it yet
Between the two...

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Down the lane in a dark alley lives a slinky cat with superpowers. Her abilities go beyond your wildest dreams. They call her Dumpy cuz she eats at the local dump , scraps down under....

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Im a deep thinker 
not much of a drinker
I don't break the rules
I ain't no fool
I'm dedicated
I'm highly educated
I dont wear a disguise
I keep my eyes on the prize 

I'm a bit crazy
not a bit...

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Cracker Barrel — always a favorite.
Not my first choice today, but
we go where the grandkids go.

Warming my hands with coffee cup
...waiting...tap, tap...for the follow up.

I wonder if the waitress was in charge today…
Like an arcade...

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COOKING UP OUR HISTORY

It’s surprising how food can change your whole life
Bringing people together like you and your wife
In your family gatherings there is food galore
You eat a whole plateful then go back for more

There’s...

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Newspaper is for kids to play with and have fun or experiment something new,
Paper folding is something one learns using these scraps only---right?

Newspaper is to clean the glass, the cheapest means ever,
Just sprinkle a few...

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A sound of orient 
-
He looks like a fragranced oasis in this city; 
a lean, yet muscular man in a dhoti, 
sweaty; playing flute, a plateful of bland food 
in front of him, his humble...

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Gazing from my hut through the global window.
I saw a golden pot of soup
Out of which millions of aroma did flow
And a lovely label engraved on it reads poetrysoup.

I ran towards the pot, though at...

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The poor man on the street
With threadbare dress and blistered feet 
'Tis his slogan, he howls,
"I feel hungry, my stomach growls."

The rich man sits to eat
With silken dress and stockinged feet
Tells after his plateful,
"I'm not...

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Paragon of virtues in not here
All there is are jests 
Reapers of fruits of sorrow
Apologists of denied rights
Givers of plateful of tears 
Oedipus creatures of tragedy 
Notorious angels of piracy 

Over-seers of dangling diabetic bellies
Fire-...

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Aunty Betty ate spaghetti 
Every chance she got
For every plateful
Very grateful, she
Would scoff the bloomin’ lot

Aunty Betty ate spaghetti
Several times a day
With every course
A different sauce, and
That’s just how it would stay

Aunty Betty ate spaghetti
Far...

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