Long Reg Poems

A Mutual Enemy
By Reg Rhodes



My friend and I have a dangerous and mutual enemy. It is called alcohol, and 
it is killing her. 

Masquerading as her best friend, the alcohol is cunning.  Repeatedly, it...

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The Power of Forgiveness
By Reg Rhodes





Today, I found a key to set myself free from the nightmares of my own 
shattered reality.  

Today, with the key known as forgiveness;
I will cease to languish in...

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(21st century pearly white prosthetics,
restored jaw bar wah key) 

Aye noel hunger bristle,
and when false teeth soak at night 
     in tandem with stubby facial gristle
har reckon noah kisses
 
 ...

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Smartest Duck Dog in the World
By
Kevin L Fairbrother

Old Bill had a dog he called blue
Claimed he was the smartest and
Best duck dog in the World and
Would give a demonstration to anyone who doubted

Bill was at...

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When we were kids, kids we were without no pain or fears,
we’d do the ‘devilish’ of things to impress our peers.
The biggest dare or bravest feat would for the pack be tried.
Lord knows now when...

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Hello all, my name is Raymond, but most folk call me Ray.
I’m just your normal bloke, who works bloody hard each day
to earn a pay packet, that gets hijacked by my wife;
so, Jen controls the...

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At Sixty-One I write these stories not for fun or prosperity....
Or profit.....

You have to understand the times.....It was the Fifties....
The Smith boys..all three of us...
Greg, my brother Reggie and Me...
We had it all....and didn't know...

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IV.
An awkward silence fell on them,
Reg felt bad, and looked at his feet,
“I didn’t mean to pry,”he said.
she laughed and said, “Don’t look so meek.

“There’s not much work for women here,
and I had no family...

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VI.
Reg looked from the dinner table,
heard the door take a hard pounding.
Jolene frowned, said, “He sounds sober…
He’s much worse when he doesn’t drink.”

But Reg knew what this required,
good men stood up for their women,
no longer...

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V.
Reg did nothing but embrace her,
it seemed like the right thing to do,
she said, “Let’s just go back to bed,
it’s much nicer lying with you.”

The next day, while he was dressing
ro hit the ranches for...

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III.
“Excuse me m’am,”he did call out,
“It looks like you could use some help.”
The woman looked up cautiously,
if she feared him, he could not tell.

“And what if my husband should come,
see a stranger talking with me?”
He...

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I.
He was riding south from Boise,
having split from the other men,
they’d got together for this job,
would not see each other again.

It was much safer doing that,
thought Reg as he sat on his horse,
made it harder...

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II.
Now Reg was good at pressing flesh,
always had a gift for the gab,
in twenty minutes the locals
treated him like the best friend they had.

He bought some drinks, but not too much,
did not want to raise...

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Kitted out with a uniform, I felt the part, 
But the deesire inside is always the art;
I was enlisted as a pilot under training, 
And inoculated, vaccinated in yearning. 

The medical exam asserted no divinity,
And...

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VII.
It was one year, minus a day,
when Reg ventured back to her home,
he’d gotten work running cattle,
all over Nevada did roam.

But the whole time he dreamed about
his woman alone on the ranch,
he realized he truly...

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Lenny was 30 and still living with his old cheese, everyone called, Lenny’s mum.
She was always on his Cadbury Snack to go find a trouble and strife for a chum.
“Geez, leave off mum, I’ve been...

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Flight of the Ptarmigan
By Reg Rhodes



The Ptarmigan emerges from his snow nest; and takes flight. 
It's wings quietly fluttering; carrying him into the silent night.

He carries his message of inner peace on his angelic wings;...

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The shipping accident

It was late evening when the captain of a Russian owner cargo came down from the bridge where he and the first mate had mapped the route from Humberside to Amsterdam. North Sea...

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Die Lewens gang 

So dwaal ek rond in die lewens gang 
vol van verlange en oral teen di mure 
hang potrete van herineringe. 

Die tyd het geloop sy eie loop 
geloop. Hy het ons mee...

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Reggie, what is it?
Who’s there?
Reggie, ANSWER ME REGGIE!
What do you see?

It’s OK Jean
It’s just-- that idiot
Goober Knotts
The milkman

Goober, whatcha doin’?
It’s two in the morning
You scared us to death
What were you thinking?

Sorry, Reg, I, I, didn’t...

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On the 'silver spoon' side of town,
fortunes show in flashy mansions,
and some folks like to hoard their wealth;
others used theirs for expansions.
This old bloke Reg lived on his own,
his booty’s stored in cash and land.
Reg...

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As jy jou pyn buite wys 
sal vriendelike,
Irreterende vreemdeling 
jou inlig dat die wêreld 
aanhou draai.
En hulle is reg.
Dit doen.
Maak nie saak hoe hard jy 
dit smeek om te stop.
Dit hou aan draai.

Ek word wakker...

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A sad Reg Baker was kissed farewell by his wife and family,
before he boarded the evening train that traveled through his country.
He was as nervous as he'd ever been, because for old Reg you see,
had...

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Dartmoor in a rainy morning light
On the shoulders a well full pack
Regulation fifty six pounds hanging
On an already near breaking back
Marching on a compass bearing
No deviation allowed
Hour after hour 
Under low hanging cloud

Forcing boot after...

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A hit and run of epic proportion                            ...

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