Long Portcullis Poems

Birthday of beloved buxom babe I betrothed

Pardon my hyperbole if in fact such embellishment can be sifted out amidst the pretentious poetry and/or prose NOT aired to appear superior, but more so as passion for...

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From north, south, east and west 
This is the town to beat the rest,
Where history and present blend
As through its many streets you wend. 

Where once a monastery so great
From every view would dominate,
Where Pilgrims...

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What happened to my sex drive?

(sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of -- 
Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone).

Once pronounced libido of mine 
took kamikaze nose...

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Conquering Normans in siege they lay
waste to all England
to pillage and slay.

William the Conqueror rode overland
with nobles and ladies
of high ranking band.

Surveying all territories with equal measure
His decision unanimous,
and at his leisure

Decided on Londinium, the...

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I.
Korlan lived in the Kingdom of Bellteer,
in the capital city of Magoss,
working as a guard on the city walls,
even better, they stationed him up top.

Didn’t have to talk to those who came in,
just walked his...

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I

how could i know him his eyes say
but my eyes reply which of us may speak to that
be busy in the house that needs fixing
despite histories in three
and homes as safe as the clicking of...

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Escapism – For the readers.

(A lone voice whispers)

Hey you,

Reading this
From way beyond the reach

Of the Great Abyss 

I, Thomas, have a question or two 

Would you blindly follow me if I lit a red candle

In...

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(sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of -- 
Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone)

With a flam boy hunt deft jais nais sais quois 
firm lickey split...

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A mother’s two daughters transformed the bookstore the other day…
let me set the scene….
They turned our bookstore into a castle…ruled over by two queens.

In an instant the battlements and a tower were erected…and here’s a...

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Two and sixty days ago —
Two months, or so I'm told —
I wandered, wistful, without cause,
Through a memory of old.

A hall of walls I wandered, tall,
As tall as tales I could weave,
But none as tall...

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Around this precious pulse
there is a moat
It has a raised drawbridge
of desires denied — 
Wouldn’t emotions,
they be crave carved from the
mahogany variety
Splintered thoughts lowers with romantic apprehension,
verily very slowly
Rampart words, passion unspoken
Telltale sigh sign, mood...

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The words strut & rust can be derived from the mechanism of Trust,
Trust could not exist without doubt,suspicion and the possibility of failure,
would I desire Trust if I never had it,or couldn't have it,

many things...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Eight

At her feet gather daily plumage dark white to brown leather
Pigeons geese crows sparrows larks and wild ducks in sunset colour
And the resident owners of the waters by...

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     The whole of my life is rather mundane, endured only until those few minutes gained; Yes, granted reprieve from this daily drudge, and allowed for the nonce, even if begrudged,...

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Your castle has a moat
to mark for the unawares
the point of danger,
the change of rule.
My fort has a juice box

Your castle has a drawbridge
to allow in only those
who pass the "Hark! Who goes"
test and cause...

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The castle is a place where poets dwell.,
Where each can cast their wondrous spell.
From the turrets high to the dungeons deep
From each portcullis to the central keep.

Its powerful walls keep foes at bay.
They keep us...

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Life like from a fish bowl, really!
Way ... encapsulated like above and behind, you know?
All those like gilded dado's of peachy-pink, gnarly puff, sweet aye?
All those awesome totally rad houses of
flannel-gray San Fran's Victorian Ladies,...

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IT STARTED WITH A BLANK CANVAS

Come lay your paint on me, it pleaded
I’m here in this garret, naked and cold
So what could I as a sensitive artist, do
Except comply, dabbing shades of blue
Reaching for indigo,...

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Castle On A Hill

I saw a magnificent castle on a hill
Its towers up high piercing the clouds 
Conical roofs with slight golden shimmer
Brilliantly covered with a sunny shroud

But the walls looked old and tarnished
And the...

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KEEP

All keep safe and heed my warning
Too late to escape by early morning
And surrounded as the day is dawning
The outer walls are thick and strong
But battered, they’ll not last too long
And our fate is solely...

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I walked beneath the ribcage of a giant whale;
Encapsulated in the briney entrails of an empty long-dead being.

Its grimace echoed in these halls of boned wall,
Of which calcite chambers temper;
Sturdy glass upon the shores.

Licked by...

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I wish I lived in middle earth,
With wizards and hobbits and elves.
Just give me a sword and a quest to fulfill,
Like the heroes in the books on my shelves.

I wish I had a dragon to...

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Fire's fickle flare falls down
Rosy cheeks 
with violent wet streaks
of fury shattered against the
shores of tragedy.
Hair torn, grace forlorn
feigning futile fights from last morn
now rendered pointless
by endless scorn.
Free flows follow fine lines
between sorrowful and happy...

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The door is closed
The shutter down
No voices heard
Now out of town 

Portcullis, locks
A barricade 
Small chance to rescue
What was made

The landing pad
A storm does seize 
To wildest rush
From gentle breeze

Out to lunch
Back in five
Lost moments...

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Shivering in silence
Fading in disgrace
I can not name this feeling
But I can recall this place

A kingdom in my nightmares
A vision as I wake
A broken, crying infant
On the throne of my mistakes

I stand outside his city
On...

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