Long Shovelled Poems

BROKEN DOWN ANGELS

It disny seem that long ago
Toddling and having fun,
Crawling then walking along the floor 
And learning how tae run.

Potty trained and full eh life
They’d run you af yer feet,
A kiss on the cheek...

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 Continued from Part 1 

The forgery of Multitudes between the Silhouettes
(and discarded cigarettes,
neath the haunted parapets)
mock my lonely echoed steps
         – mock my lonely echoed steps...

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#Ancestors_new_daw
My bones reverberates, my spirit can't be contained anymore, I need a 2nd reload, a spiritual beast, I hear fowls and beasts in the mountains and under waters shouting my name, claim us! Claim us!...

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An elf named Lotty lived in the North Pole, 
in charge of keeping Santa's fire in coal.
He lit, he shovelled, he scooped with delight, 
as the last toy was made on Christmas Eve night. 

By...

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He'd come west back in forty-nine,
three long years had passed since that time,
and still he mucked 'bout rivers cold,
with pan and shovel, seeking gold.

Fa away from Sutter's Mill,
he'd staked a claim below this hill,
a bit...

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hear others out there, just beyond my wall-wrapped sharing space
  they break on through, sneaking inside my head
  far above, front-nosed pilots point high-flying seated people tubes
  passengers squeezed in tight, some...

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One fine day while shovelling snow from upon my sidewalk
I noticed a huge hairy dog on a big shiny white rock
He wagged his little bushy tail and ran with jolly up to me
and lifted up...

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Now let me share my shivery story, 
With random revelations shed some light -
Though I’m a dazzling glow but no glory, 
I’m much more than white mesmerising sight. 

I know around the globe I’m frowned...

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Life is full of oddities
Which can give it variety
And every now and then
Even cause soe anxiety
He was a man of character.
He trod his own path,
Kept his undies in the fridge
And his coal in the bath.
When...

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It was a gloomy day 
I walked through eerie halls, 
a note was left for me 
somewhere, between these castle walls. 

It said, "Secret Admirer," 
but whom would it be? 
I don't know of anyone...

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This piece was inspired by the idea of creating a piece in which each successive line contained one more letter than the previous one. 

I
Am
The
Best
Of men;
Honest
And true,
Faithful,
Loving and
Dependable.
Secrets left
Within my care
Remain, forever
Close to my heart.
Friends...

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My snarling flash drive 
numbed my approach
as I drove fifty clicks
into the morning, still dark.
I did obeisance
to my tyrannical inbox,
it showed no mercy
to either side of the screen.
Everyone had an axe to grind,
not least of...

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stand still

tis cold here 
on this Christmas day
frigid winds blow in
carry messages 
from the wide world

“PEACE ON EARTH”
good will toward men.
did angels really sing those words?
were they able to keep
straight faces?

we wish for Christmas
all the...

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It was the work ethic that did it.
He just couldn’t get enough.
He would sit for hours and hours
Just contemplating the stuff
Until suddenly it was home time,
Getting on for half past four,
And he knew that in...

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Here lies Father John with his mum
Who told everyone John was dumb
Her final scoff,
"What a RIP-off!
You must be as dumb as they come!"

Well, lightening soon struck their stone
And we heard that old lady moan
Beneath the...

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We made the base for the grave out the farm, 
Where our dad can now rest his head
Forever more, in his favourite spot, 
The place of dad’s harmonious bed.

We mixed the buckets of water with...

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for Gertrud Widmayer

I am a coal-truck
Carrying gold dust.
Someone threw some
Coal-dust upon
My gold-dust.

I am a coal-truck
In a gold mine.
Someone struck a coal vein
And piled me full in vain.

I am a coal-truck
Covered in subterranean dust.
Someone shovelled my...

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The grave was freshly dug

Just awaiting the arrival of the body

Four Ghosts stood silent in wait

They had waited a long time

The waiting was over

The gravestone would remain nameless

There would be no mourners

No prayers goodbye

The body...

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