Long Schoolboys Poems

Jack Allen was a serious, shy schoolboy, who worked hard at school lessons;
Like mottled skies working hard each day, to convey many color obsessions.

Jack was a little small for his age, and had begun to...

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It is just a dog, a common cur
The scabs, the sore upon the eye.
O the rattled temper
And the garbage bins tottering 
Under the mischief of its paws.
It is just a dog, a common cur
And more...

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Preface: A poem written to my youngest step-son, whom along with his brother, I raised and 
consider my very own sons. I presented this to him on his graduation from college.


Flesh & Blood 

One cold...

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Standing in a garden on the edge of a ridge
Pissing out of the wine of the night
The sea below looks to be grumbling
But the party is still louder than that
The Heavens above may be burning
Yet...

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Measures

 
...inspired by 'Especially When The October Wind' 

   by Dylan Thomas

 

October blows a symphony of sighs

with blustry gusts that presage winter's bleak

arrival as I shuffle through the park,

kaleidoscope of leaves a...

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...inspired by 'Especially When The October Wind' 
   by Dylan Thomas

 
October blows a symphony of sighs
with blustery gusts that presage winter's bleak
arrival as I shuffle through the park,
kaleidoscope of leaves a welcome...

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...inspired by 'Especially When The October Wind' 
   by Dylan Thomas


October blows a symphony of sighs
with blustry gusts that presage winter's bleak
arrival as I shuffle through the park,
kaleidoscope of leaves a welcome prize.
Swings...

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...inspired by 'Especially When The October Wind' by Dylan Thomas


 October blows a symphony of sighs
 with blustry gusts that presage winter's bleak
 arrival as I shuffle through the park,
 kaleidoscope of leaves a welcome...

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October blows a symphony of sighs
with blustry gusts that presage winter's bleak
arrival as I shuffle through the park,
kaleidoscope of leaves a welcome prize.
Swings unswung on, roundabouts without 
the rush of children stutter to a halt.
October...

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October blows a symphony of sighs 
with blustry gusts that presage winter's bleak 
arrival as I shuffle through the park, 
kaleidoscope of leaves a welcome prize. 
Swings unswung on, roundabouts without 
the rush of children...

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A Tear for Don

I still shed a tear over you, Don,
I wish you were still here, alive.
Remember the day we first met, Don,
A pair of young schoolboys aged five?

Remember how we were like brothers, Don?
The...

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We are all but dreams of God, 
Composed of flesh and bone, 
Illuminating darkness with our senses.
Dimensionless infinity 
Gets cold when you’re alone,
So the Muse of our existence 
Pulls the blanket to Her chin.
And She...

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Listen my friends to the bells that tinkle and jankle
The early and spontaneous arrival of autumn,
It is a painful and unusual surprise for the birds,
Which wanted to dawdle among the weak reeds.

Tonight, the sun will...

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“Cowboys” , big John Wayne starred.
Cowhands abandon him.
Call, joining the Goldrush.
Could greenhorn kids succeed.
Camp cook and chuck wagon,
Complete the trail crew drive.
Cow punching green schoolboys
Called on to claim their jobs.
Cimarron,  the oldest,
Capricious, turned away.
Cow...

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The Long Last Summer’s Past
By David J Walker

The shrilled ring of the
School bell
Was the first call of
The last days of another  
departed summer

The boys laced on new
Tennis shoes
The girls tried on 
New dresses

The sleepy...

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(The UK Queen's Platinum Jubilee was in June 2022)


You're at Trooping the Colour now, Dominic.
Were we not friends when we were schoolboys?
You look so smart now, Dominic, guardsman,
wrapped in the shining redness of that costume
under...

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I stare at all the people, their different  shapes and build,  thinking to myself,  it takes all types  to make a world.
A tall man sweeping footpaths,  there's a big man...

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EPANEPLEPIS POETRY
A
REMINDER
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A man who knew what he was talking about, a man who knew!
"Mankind must put an end to war or, war will end mankind"
Quote President John F. Kennedy; D. Trump not worthy of the...

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I do not know why I write again
But I know 
I do not write for schoolboys
You think nights are diamond studded 
Black lace,
I do not write for fawning girls who
Adore sunsets, but grimace
At the thought...

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