Long Spanners Poems

Poetry Soup, The foundation where I’m planting my roots, 
Lassoed by a rope that’s never loose,
Always bringing me back,
I’m here, ready with no fear, high jacking minds causing post traumatic panic attacks,
Ya no match for...

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Trekking every which way
mentally mapping at pace 
to escape this place 
captured for an age

with its rotten decay 
compacted waste 
attacking my taste
lack hunger stray

overwhelm left spaced
all sense misplaced
isolated and crazed 
now a familiar place

thinking...

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                  The genie is on the loose
           ...

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Disaster knell, disaster bell, disaster cell
Fly into my matrimony faster
When in a short time spell
I choose to plunge my home into a cluster

Where nonsense and indifference
Grow a foothold
Steeped in a circumference which in one insane...

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Droves and groves of darkness driven in rickshaws of dissipation
Shake to their foundation heaps and drips of innocence
Grown in salient steps in anticipation
That progress pricks open wounds of imbalance

Weighed against flares of care cultivated
In travails...

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Small minds people’s frailties deride
Drawing comfort and report
Although average minds decide
Events to discuss in their effort

To imitate great minds
Who ideas and ideals discuss
Upfront and behind blinds
Where they fuss

On humankind greatness
Buried into ideas
Whose robustness
Fears

Nothing as they...

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Lingering  will it be in our memories
As we memorise the memorable
Memoir of the memorial
Of  Dele Giwa

A letter engraved in a Bomb
Plucked away our prolific 
And dogged pen pusher

Dele, A News Watcher 
Became a...

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Expectations unmet
In love that shone light
On hopes unfelt
Strode astride in flight

To Cupid’s abode
Where love smote
A heart that rode
A hurdle whose coat

Sought to suppress
An impression within an operation
Meant to address stress
Felt so keenly affection

Crept, wept and...

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Easier from a bush to take a man
Than from a man to take the bush
Cos bush sinks DNA into Salman
Making removal hard to push

In settings where Salman regresses to type
Despite apparent education
Acquired with much hype
With...

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In the Australian summer
you’ll always have some mates,
they will ride upon your back 
and then fly to your plates
at your picnic in the outdoors,
and there’ll never be a truce,
when you’re putting out the food,
and both...

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A rich rusty old screw on an escalator in a shopping centre can never really be as exact as a tidal wave forming with over fifty prawns playing in an elevator. For elevators are really...

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So many many memories 
From a time so long ago 
But it never seems to get easier
And I really wanted you to know 

We did everything together 
My best friend was right next door 
Always...

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She had a face like a fish fryer's basket,
All stressed  and creased and lined 
His like  a bag of old spanners
Abused, misused, misaligned. 
She jumped his place in the bar queue
One  Boozy...

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Let us go to certain half-desserted restaurant
Where cheese is spread on the table like an elkmilksheet  
Steaks are burnt, curries are bland, puddings are mulberry mist
Let us go to certain half-deserted street
Where women come...

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Hell’s bells knell if online love I accommodate
On Instagram, Twitter and Facebook
In moments driven by exhilaration to promote
A fad that’s all the rage online depending on which romance book

Tickled my fancy last weekend
When bored with...

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You need me because 
I have my own spanners,
And I am always on the lookout for loose nuts,
I also know where the best bolt holes are.

You need me because
I can be that spanner in the...

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I confess it’s better everyday.
Since you have swung your heart my way.
Rock bottom seemed to have no floor.
Then dove into the bleak abyss.
Blinded till I drowned amidst.
Light leading to the lamp-post at your door.

Step inside...

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“Bob The Builder Lynn”  (2 years old)

At our residence in the United States
screw drivers and pliers are always at stake,
if in need, you will never find them even if you wail
as Lynn Waiyan Thein...

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You may think I'm crazy, or that it won't suit me
If I had one wish, id wish for a booty
No not a car trunk or sock for a baby
For I want an azz like a...

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Africa, why are you excited so much
with roasted chicken you get each year
coming to you from foreign poultry farms
Can they lay eggs that can hatch, multiply?

Africans, why are you excited so much
with rusted spanners you...

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I have some favorite tools I use,
Whenever I ply my trade, 
From the hammer in my leather pouch, 
To the retractable cutting blade.

I also love the spanners I have, 
One metric, the other in inch,
When...

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