Long Rapscallion Poems

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BATman and Robin


Awe & shock bowlers in the dock our warlock & glock “the judge”

Rapscallion and stallion wrangling with dangling golden medallion 

Facing the pacing battalion on our latest sinking Caribbean galleon

Our burly oracle with each follicle so curly a rock that won't budge


In that 90’s dungeon Robin our classy curmudgeon brassy bludgeon 

Truncheon fine dining on a hurly burly Courtenay & Curtly luncheon

Calms alarms and qualms delivers us from harm with stoic heroic psalms

Call to arms more like baobabs than palms those offside charms “the Judge”


Speedsters scary & lairy others wary prime time for our hairy chest fairy

Robin our pace Pontiff willow ace not a whiff or a riff or sniff of what if

Believers in his jobbing levers will go biff in any tiff that's the pith of Smith


Not just a county squire but quite possibly the ultimate Hampshire Sire

Calling card hit it so hard earned the fable label of both BATman & Robin

Hall of fame name can’t smudge hats doff to a complete one off “the Judge”
Form: Rhyme


Caravanserai Heading Toward the Levant

a tsunami catapulted cruising skiff
skyward landing with quiet thud
across undulating infinite granular waves
formerly solid state rocks and minerals

optimism vibrant upon initial unforeseen
crash asper for test dummies
foundered as undertow fostered diminishing hope
initial faith for survival quickly ebbed

nsync with retreating tidal wave
pessimism dreamt fantastical holograms
farther from beached berth
immediately transformed into quicksand,

while off in the distance
a glimmering chimera
(the first of many) appeared
amidst the desert sands one mirage

after another falsely broken promise
buoyed drained salvation
quick decision decreed each man for himself
thus disseminating banded bruited "brothers"

condemnation, damnation, excoriation, fulmination
hurled at cosmic creator thwarting intercession
dehydration, exhaustion, ingratiation, jubilation
foretold merciless portentous demise

witheringly desiccating lovely bones of mine
no doubt raw elements of nature wrought
fate worse than death sans, cabin "mates"
lost among expanse of whittled quartz

across chronometer measuring millions of years
now subjecting one measly mortal i.e. me
to cruel unforgiving, unrelenting,
unwelcoming petty coated junction

blistering hot wind obliterated
fellow travelers convoy deeply
within diabolical dunes
eternally erased doom

awaited for 21st century explorers
to discover scattered wreckage
both beast of burden, outrigged contrivance
and starry trekkers, who vanished without a trace

a handful of scrappy rapscallion existences
blotted (like ink, oil, or other liquid sponged),
where subsequent seasons
of wicked bewitched slow torture

akin to being raked over hot coals
exception made for this interminable sufferer
at the whim of sadistic
persona non grata evil spirit

n'er obliterating diehard survivor instinct
a foreigner to yours truly
but atavistic primitive fight or flight
witnessed relieved whence absently blinking

this life married to indiscriminate
clamped, harried, styled devilishness
evaporated in thin air
upon tentatively opening myopic brown eyes
horror, twas boot a dream.

Baz Bob and Ben


Freely admit am more than a bit of a Test cricket junkie

VIP pass doff for punky class of Bazball’s start so spunky

Revel in rocking devil may care peacocking flair so funky  

But when stuttered became rather cluttered and clunky


Then Ben not with his men again is still a cheeky monkey

Iffy getting squiffy forgot curfew & in a jiffy all got gunky

Palaver in a lather farce of toff ECB job & gob of slob Key

Smelt wrong the pong not dope has felt old school skunky 


Hunky stallion did quaff the trough now rapscallion donkey 

Scoff not bob on plunky fob off dob em in for being a flunky

Got a cob on Baz a show off ar*e & Rob chubby and chunky

Sob should burn on the hob as each other’s jail bit*h bunkie

Turn the door k*ob in lob Baz & Bob then Ben lose the key
Form: Monorhyme

Premium Member Rapscallion


I've dabbled in the written word
Fighting to be heard
Sharing my pain for years
Doing my best to hide my tears
The days in a dark haze
Mired in malicious malaise
But hey, I'm still alive
And boy do I strive
To get beyond all of that
So I trimmed the fat
I found ways to get into trouble
Some things should have stayed in the thought bubble
But I put on the brakes
And learned from my mistakes
And I've bled for my creed
And it gave birth to a seed
That if I could temporarily cope
I'd eventually find hope
And recover from the fights
And the lonely nights
It's hard to articulate I was mentally unwell
But perhaps it's best not to dwell
So here I do tell I'm ascending ever higher
And in my heart is a fire
Knowing tomorrow
I'll be free of this sorrow
Word after word you've all seen it all
How I had no choice but to fall
But see I heeded the call
And now I assuredly stand tall
And though I'm a troublemaker
I'm also a subtle faker
I never learned how to properly write
Even if my words burn bright
Indubitably immaculately intelligent
I'm in Hell again
But this time I'm just passing by
To show me why
I went through it to make myself better
No longer chained to the debtor
For my debts are paid
And my future is made
So I've dabbled in the written word
But no longer fighting to be heard

Premium Member Indices of a Loon

GOODLUCK 

Gutless muffled monarch wooed millions to the poll,
Oozing pathetic speech of poverty (I once had no shoes) 
On congruent grounds we let him, though we hated his coterie.
Disappointed, we wail, waiting substitute to end the reign of quack 
Lacklustre, insipid and a pervading naivety. 
Unvaried captain rocks this  boat, gagged by plunderers. 
Circles of death, twinge,  miseries the reign of a drab creek king
Kleptocracy adorning imposition,

EBELE 

Embezzlers on rampage, holes bequeathed for pillaging. 
Bandits as conniving ministers besmirched  obtuse scamp 
Egregious craven shrieked at the sound of war “I am not a lion”.
Laggard lumper loon left fanatical murderers at our doorsteps 
Encumbrances from delinquent clan divide the love for mother land 

DAME

Damp squib's duchess & indecent tongue, devoid of restraint 
Audacious  domestic appendage ferrying funds  
Merriment and intrigue feigned as obligations, 
Edgy. encumbrance though ceaselessness forms their amity.
 
PATIENCE 

Punk pretending and purloining to private vaults. 
Adventurous nerve for futile globe -trot. 
Twitchy at state's affairs though never elected.
Intoxicated by serendipity, shaming all with activity. 
Euphemistic drama, Scrappy curiosity with comedy. 
National dilemma by decorated buffoons.  
Crude verbiages to amuse eggheads “my Fellow widows” 
Encomium of  approval turned sour “Power” the pipe for thieves.


JONATHAN  


Jokers jostled in enthusiasm to rule, (politicking ) 
Onslaught from 'Boko-Haram' drove sleep from wearied countrymen 
Numbed as  "hoipolloi echoed NO to mistimed removal, 
Alas, the fraud, rapscallion looting Criminals Lords over us 
Tyranny cloaked garbs, creek professor without a thesis. 
Higgledy-piggledy  a travesty called  democracy. 
Amidst the rubble of a crumbling amalgam, 
Nigerian Lords watched the drama secured, while we die helpless
Form: Burlesque


Premium Member What Would This Scallywag Know

It was one of those nights that a rapscallion would swoon
our pirate ship glided almost silently by the light of the moon
we were stealthily advancing on a world we did not know
They would experience our cutthroat ways before we would go

I hear they have women my bunkmate whispered to me
What would this scallywag know? He was merely twenty-three.
I hear they are pretty whispered a lad on the other side
I rolled my eyes; when we got there, where would they hide?

They were not true pirates, they did not understand.
They were bold, loud, young and foolish, not part of our band.
I was irritated with our leader for letting them get on board.
While I was thinking this, one of them loudly snored.

For over thirty years we had sneaked into this marvelous cove.
We had stolen their best things, I swear this, by jove!
But on this trip these young ones ruined everything by being loud.
We barely escaped with your lives from the hostile island crowd.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Intruder

Idlers, paved  paths with active energies, purloining,  feigning amity.

Dodgy &  concealing past immoral dregs  by comradely, waspish mien.

Obdurately empowered by this stranger plucked from their nocturnal fantasies    
 
Wanton mistresses of countless broken walls in desperation for time.

Unbridled intrusion cloaked in religiosity vexed by undefined arrogance.  



Oft, in pretext, manipulating, with energies stronger than the POPE.

Habits of a thuggish intervention foist on bewitched  “soul tie” 

Ill-beseeming nuances summoning this Stygian  to their unsealed brothels     

Obvious cliquish  vindictive venom  of  a barrage of past bed felon. 

Zestfully compelling, violently intrusive and surreptitiously preying.  

Ending the  farce,  Rapscallion  oozing  countless entries on the rotten hole.
Form: Narrative

Premium Member Indices of a Loon

GOODLUCK

Gutless muffled monarch wooed millions to the poll, 
Our feeble lord enforced by pathetic speech of poverty (I once had no shoes) 
On congruent grounds of pain we forced him, though we hated his coterie. 
Disappointed, we wail waiting surrogate to lead to unending journey of relief
Lackluster, jejune as pervading rot lingers
Unvaried captain rocks our boat, gagged around by plunderers.
Circles of death, twinge, pauperdom and miseries mocks the reign of naivety.
Kleptocrat adorn self in regalia, loved the honor. lacks duty

EBELE

Embezzlers of collective trust bequeathed in hope, 
Bandits as conniving ministers besmirched our obtuse scamp
Egregious, craven, shrieked at the sound of war (I am not a lion) 
Laggard lumper loon left fanatical murderers at our doorsteps 
Encumbrances from his delinquent clan divide the love for mother land

DAME

Damp squib's duchess of indecent tongue, never feels a vestige of restraint
Academic 'double misnomer' with licence to libel, 
Merriment and intrigue feigned as obligations, 
Edgy. encumbrance though ceaselessness forms their  amity. 

PATIENCE

Punk pretending and purloining to private vaults
Adventurous nerve for futile globe trot 
Twitchy at the affairs of state, though Unemployed by sensible Poll
Intoxicated by serendipity, shaming all with activity
Euphemistic drama Usurps Scrappy literacy on cultured observers
Crude verbiages to amuse myriad of eggheads (my Fellow widows) 
Encomium of Yesterday's approval turned sour and Tsar inept mode prevails

Jokers jostled in enthusiasm to rule, (politicking for 2015) 
Onslaught from 'Boko-Haram' drove sleep from wearied countrymen
Numbed as "hoipolloi" echoed NO to mistimed removal, 
Alas, the fraud, rapscallion looted the poor to a blindfold
Tyrannic cloaked his garb in power busted on the streets with the troop 
Higgledy-piggledy bugled the travesty of Democracy
Amidst the rubble of a crumbling amalgam
Nigerian Lords watched the drama secured among a troop we die helpless

Premium Member Robert Gorelick Doggy Limerick Circus II

Charming and filled with humorous doggy characters, so unique 
I’m floored when I think of an aussidoodle, or a scotchi‘s fido physique
Pages of dogs all breeds and places, RG’s fun reads, an original book
Find Doggy Limerick Circus on sale at Barnes & Noble’s Nook                          
Crème de la crème, no one loves man’s best friend as much as Mr. Gorelick
The dog park for research he haunts, with care and confidence each limerick
A gent of distinction, and a prominent member of the  Poetry Soup
Albeit a sequel in works, posts limerick endearing quirks, stays in the loup
Generously saved a space for the Queen of Limericks Beryl Edmonds
Belle renowned for fly and lyrical poetry, and quick reply limerick add ons
Using wry humor to support poets, and he stands tall with steely gray hair
Retired, he hikes whilst his poetry’s impassioned with his own fiery flair
Never a vibe of a rapscallion baddy, this tribute I post because he is deserving 
Venerable with age, a mentor with sagacious advice, well received and alluring
Those unfamiliar with our RG; an inspiring poet, supremely nice and giving
A former teacher of elementary special ed, he taught the disabled for a living
B'for that, a Navy photographer on the USS Coral Sea reckless never nervous
I want to congratulate you on your book and to thank you for your service!

*fly slang for hip
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Form: Rhyme

Folderol Gallimaufry

At the risk of coming off turgid
I offer this tale esoteric
Hoping it’s not found insipid
Nor causes one to be apoplectic
But rather received with alacrity
Without the need for paroxysm
My word there’ll be no chicanery
And avoidance of anachronism
Far from being sesquipedalian
Nor need for any razzmatazz
The tale of the slubberdegullion
Who thought himself full with pizzazz
Though being so supercilious
His affect stirred only dudgeon
Any good was so very fugacious
From this untoward tatterdemalion
Yet still he persisted a mumpsimus
If you will, and worse a panjandrum
So aggravating and rumbustious
Redeeming qualities not a modicum
An unquestioned snollygoster
Given to being quite vagary
An ill-reputed hugger-mugger
And a voice of such cacophony
But I see that you are insouciant
And consider my warning malarkey
Since you wish to be recalcitrant
My apologies for being persnickety
I end my tale of the rapscallion
Without further ado or rigmarole
Avoiding becoming ultracrepidarian
I have met my supererogatory parole
Form: Verse

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