Long Shovelling Poems

There's a lot going on in the world, so I feel the need to write
I'm going to give my food for thought, while the government just feed you lies
I'm not dumb enough to believe a...

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My thoughts let go of a thousand memories,
       Like faces, dates, times and places;
Yet, I can recall each and every detail,
        ...

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Some days my mother and I don’t speak,
We’ll pass each other in the hallway,
 and 
       we will pretend that we are on good terms. 
The hallway wallpaper is...

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watching silently as the ground is disturbed, unearthed 
the simple act of digging a hole captives my attention
shovelling multitudes of mixed emotions upon my heart
reaching fingers to let the sands flow slowly through them 
life...

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Unrepentant Miners


I look out over what should have been viridian fields
Where daisy and dandelions
Found their picturesque beauty
Wild and free

I felt the meadow of summer skies
Lay their heads beneath your bare feet
To kiss at your ankles...

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My dad built a house on a hill. How exciting to climb to the tippy-top then look down upon the roof, and dog home, the bean garden, and to sled the slope in Winter white.

eyes...

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III

This is the land of the convectional rains
Which vie on the monsoon back scrubbing streets
This is the land at half-past four
The rainbow rubs the chilli face of the afternoon
And an evening-morning pervades the dripping, weeping
Rain...

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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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I know all things begin and end in eternity,
There have always been visitors,
I’ve seen them, haven’t you?
It’s scary how we treat them,
But would they treat us any differently?
Leaving the lights of LA way behind,
I’m heading...

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Man in a Burger Bar

Man in a Burger Bar: Pale and thin
already in love with the dark girl
shovelling fries, guides his tray to
a table viewing the world outside.
Free as the fish that roam the seas,
can...

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Why are all these hash slingers
Constantly there on my TV?
When did the ability to cook 
Become reason for celebrity?
Eating for me is just like
Shovelling coal on a fire,
Just adding fuel to keep
Your energy levels higher.
It’s...

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NOTE-Right now Scotland is suffering it's worsed winter since 1963.The severe 
weather has put the whole country at a stand-still..... 



Polar bears in kilts, it's now minus fifteen.
Ice cube cars and wellies and our frozen...

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Sprinkler man, 
Dancing in an idle neighbourhood. 
Eyes rolled back feeling fine, 
gallon coat of tears, 
his boat drifting 
like his floating feet 
His mind an endless note 
charming the children from the river, 
disturbing...

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What does it mean to think
to have thoughts
to have ideas and opinions
to have likes and dislikes
to trust and to distrust
to dream, to contemplate, to analyse 
to plan, to postpone  
to love, to hate
some thoughts...

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On Snow Shovelling

A foot of snow fell by night
With no let-up in sight.
(“Brrr, it’s cold out there.”)–
A mutt rebounds past my window,
As I contemplate the morning weather,
While sipping my hot cup of coffee.

By the street-lamp’s...

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hey buddy, I have to tell you,
you stink just like rat pooh!
raw effluent smells so much better!
I wear a gas mask so I can breathe around you,
to say your dirty would be complementary,
I hear you...

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OLD SHOVEL

I’m just an old shovel, worse for wear
Long wooden handle badly weathered
Yet this job tonight, fills me with disgust
It is merely fulfilling my duty, as I must
A corpse to bury, limbs partly severed
At night...

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my mind takes me back through the tattered pages of my life
                      ...

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Ground pregnant with wetness,
the two lone trees stood in the walled compound,
on three sides there were walls,
on the other ran a drain,
a fetid mosquito ridden drain,
not much in width,
but so intense,
that odor competed with any...

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Porcelain doll, with a face so pretty 
a country gal, ran away to the city 
Worked in a bar, dancing on tables 
beat shovelling sh-it, in Pa’s stables
Looks for love, but only finds bums
lowlife gamblers,...

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day in the life of a coal miner 

in the darkness you hear them
their boots clumping along the cobbled stones
not dawn yet ...yet still they are on their way to work
young lads of 15 plus.

these...

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People call it a winter wonderland

I call it a lack of green

Not that green's my favourite colour

But it beats keeping driveways clean

As soon as we think our shovelling is over

Another storm hits with a blast

The...

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Getting close to eighty, not a great idea
To shovel snow anymore
The danger of a heart attack is ever present
Certainly not something to ignore

Up in our brains we're still young as ever
But the body's fallen way...

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Will soon be eighty-eight, not a great idea
To shovel snow anymore
The danger of a heart attack is ever present
Certainly not something to ignore

Up in our brains we're still young as ever
But the body's fallen way...

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Antagonised from the depths of my psyche,
the charcoal dirt is blown
and dusts of deepest black scatter,
not dead but dormant
from the fickle and the protective.

A breeze permeates my insides and it is a shock,
unwelcome and unnecessary,
alien,...

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