Long Ruck Poems

This poem is dedicated to the one I love

Today I walk a million miles.
I walked a million miles,
I hump this ruck all day
I hear the small bing and ding as the straps begin sway
the sound...

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Court hiss sea hove The Irish Times,
     this hum mere ruck can bloke
kin esse spy climb mitt till impact
     desiccation ravaging with choke

hold thee aim rilled isle,
...

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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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they would dice many a chive
   by management me from da dive
apartments in hatfield in close proximity 
   to the bloody sorry fate 
   oof a von nee gutt...

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I'm back.
Stood in from of the Marc Chagall 
That is quietly across the road

I don't know what else is quietly sitting just out of my eyeline

Whether wraparound sentences are indeed my friend

Where am I again?...

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The grandstand is gelid by a sharp wintry breeze
Carried off from the field are the last of dead leaves
The shrill of the whistle, muffled calls from the crowd
From the tunnel stampede, metal studs echo loud.
With...

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I started this year with a bid to get fit and healthy
Loosing at least a stone -that to me is wealthy
So, to a gym, swimming pool or zumba
..do I lumber
Absolutely NOT - let’s be radical...

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Eight authors were killed today,
some of them, somewhat prominent,
and an unknown number were injured,
when a very large crowd of words
came rushing toward them, and 
crushed them under the throng

Hundreds of onlooking readers were aghast
at the...

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Dodging one here, dodging one there,
Riding along without a care.
    Three in a row, which way do I go,
I close my eyes and curse the so and so.
    Oh!...

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Newcastle-upon-Tyne Dackel  was nine
                          He sniffed the breeze for...

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Your memories perplex a confused mind.
A vast sea-like water spout erupts behind.
I morphed into what you were enduring.
We are once again being left in the wind.

Scars were tickled with scent of spring.
Tulip gardens and vivid...

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I scream for your pain
I scream for your gain
I scream to go back
to just being alright again
vanity spread out coast to coast
the ones I trust always gave so much
of what I needed most, companion
dark Saturn...

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 43

Cuck-uk ruck-cuckoo Paloma on the wing
Who gets to curry pot with 100Bn
The Eagle or the Cock gets to down bird with sling

Are the waters receding while we loud...

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They went to the spar hotel and got it on. One time was enough to revive the old socialist. He was fully revived. This was similar but different than before. They bonked away one session...

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SPUN FUN 

I wonder about nonsense and things that are askew,
Like, if you strangled a Smurff would it's face turn Blue?
And is Rudolf's nose really as bright red as they say?
I mean, would you recognise...

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The other day I saw the most pathetic thing I think I shall ever see!
It was so macabre and shocking that it piqued my curiosity!

Seems this old miser died having atoned for his many transgressions,
But...

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Waking up not knowing what to expect.
Living day by day and paycheck to paycheck.
Will today be the day that I leave my family again.
The prayers will go out followed with an amen.
I arrive in the...

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here I go again
on a belt fed groove,

suck it up
ruck it up,

legion on the move,

all the things we used to have
all too soon are gone,

wave goodbye
eyes gone dry,

another trek through foreign dawn.....

see the henna hidden...

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REJECTED 
For the Slam Contest
 

I wish I could say

I‘ve been published for pay

But, not a penny's been placed in my hand

This poet remains a pauper

Estrange from the Promised Land

 

What was once out of...

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It was a day of chaos
The day the pensioners struck,
Massed Mobility Scooters moving
Forward like a Rugby Union ruck, 
Blocking all the streets
In the centre of town,
To all intents and purposes
Closing the city down.
The police were...

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Beneath the clouds, I sat down,
stacks of thoughts in my mind, I found.
None besides me, in a pensive mood,
even trees in howling breeze, firm they stood.
	
A flying dry leaf, but, on my face it stuck,
just...

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If nobody knew the meaning of ball,
Air in a bladder of skin, 
If nobody knew the sound on the ground,
The turn or the lift or the spin,

Then people wouldn't walk the green back and forth,
Wouldn't...

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Me and myself
With no wealth
Struggling to live
Nothing left to give
Alone I sleep at night
In a doorway I might
Or under a bridge
Swarms of midge
An empty ruck sack
My life hijacked
my child is about five
she has no idea...

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If you do not rock the boat,
You may end up on the rocks.
If you do not rock the boat,
You may be in for a shock,
If you do not rock the boat,
You may have to hide...

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Tired; tired from today's honest work
Getting to know my young labor at hand
Simple materials, nothing to hurt
Old dew dried in the sun, laid in the sand
Stir; stir in my spirits, shake off that dust
Early rise...

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