Long Spick Poems

                              Supine, Looking at the Sky

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It was about seven in the morn as the sun was starting to rise
Unbeknown to the folks of Milton Creek they were in for a surprise
Outside the saloon wagons were unloading, before noondays heat
Rumour had...

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There’s cheap lunches in the Barley Tavern,
each Wednesday, when after one o’clock.
I always chose to eat beer battered fish,
plus mystery cake a little bit ad hoc.
And this Wednesday here in the tavern,
Ted Austin joined me...

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Five miles of neatly spaced suckered palm planted 
Bustling promenade,
Not withstanding a provincial cafe-culture 
Of restaurants and exciting little bars,
Enhance upon regal elegance of the crammed hotels
Regency period style facades;
Their fashionable shadows slowly lifting and...

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I was working for Jack Daymond, a farmer,
who farmed livestock, potatoes and vines.
I s’pose he had over two hundred cattle.
The spuds and the grapes grew in lines. 

Oh gawd! Jack had me slaving ‘til sunset,
keeping...

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Aware of my attention to her as well as my proximate presence, she went on in a steadily refined rhythm, neither upset nor uplifted, holding my slick sight at reducible ductility and scotching its sneak...

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Luscious Sausages Anyone

This early morning, I've viewed a most interesting video clip...
About how tongue licking tasty sausages are produced in the pink...

The latter half of the clip shows a very highly hygienic mechanical production line...
Complete...

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I'd married at 21 and moved overseas with my husband's work, so it had been many years since I had visited my gran at Rose Cottage. I was taken by surprise when I received a...

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The journey began from birth
 Since presented out into this life,
 The brow beating experience,
 Gloom besetting this vagabond soul
 Are harrowing like the trail in front,
 The ancestors had proclaim the future
 To be...

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Members of the soup, 
Every one a cool poet 
An exstraudany group,
And they should know it

Breidenthal   -    Laura   
Lucas     -    ...

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Life goes full circle Harry Finnegan thought,
Admiring his newly refurbished vending cart;
Spick and span with racy lines, a proper seat,
Digital till, weatherproofed, and state of the art
Men lean street ready selling machine.
And here I am...

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A Tribute To A Major Appliance 2

There you stand passively by the kitchen door..
Apple green in colour, I so love your refreshing color…

Upright and imposing, over all others things…
Comparing sizes, you’re like one colossal being…

Here...

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Genesis: 1:20


The poet cleaned the kitchen window over the sink 
       At first glance
            No birds were seen...

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Surely this will come as no shock,
But it makes me so happy 
When I think of your cooking,
I just imagine it and I start to hum, 
Thinking of how it fills me with comfort. 
I...

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Ssss.....
Splendour smooth sound that sounded severally sometime ago,
Smoothly stealthy sensating my soul.
Sound sounding second by second significantly,
saying ''I love you Thabiso'' not even swallowing a single saliva spit.

Sweet semibreve singsong sounding siphoned from sun set...

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JERLENE
Acrostic

Jerlene, lovely  and  beautiful young lady
Your tantalizing eyes enthralls a lonesome heart
Your smile captivates a feeble heart
Allures and fascinates a lonely life.

Every man is  found mesmerized 
By your God-given angelic beauty divine
A...

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Standing hoeing garden stones
Eyes awash with tears
As memories flood back from
More than sixty years,
To the little village churchyard
For which my dad cared
And which duty I, as a child,
So very unwillingly shared.

He dug the graves, cut...

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‘PINK CRAYON LINK’

A circle of pink—frightened at six, the commencement of the school system link
Classroom allocations and trepidation cleverly disguised by colour location
Dolls rosy cheeks and freedom to play, all disappear—dissipate remote foldaway 
A shrill...

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It was a day of jubilation when
The alligators came to tea
Though I didn’t quite like
The way they looked at me
A Jungle Jazz Combo played
Do Wap free and loose
As we all celebrated the day
Of the ...

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I am the foreign traveler who works hard for little pay
I am the son of illegal immigrants looking for a better life
A life without poverty, shame, and hunger
I am an American citizen, born in this...

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Alone at the Seaside. 

Sunday, October sunlight, I´m at the marina admiring 
a boat made of wood, hull, deck and the bridge; I was 
dreaming of mystical islands in the Pacific. An elderly 
man near...

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I once loved you 
sweetheart, now I don't 
know what to think
You come knocking on my 
door from far 
across the sea
I see nothing I once knew as 
far as eyes can 
see
For you were...

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It takes two to tango
So here we go
She cooks
I clean
Utensils now have 
A never before sheen
Sweeping, mopping 
And all such things
Under my control
I put my heart and soul
Into these
After all 
Lady of the house
Has to...

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Salted kisses

The ferocious rolling waves
Were broken by the shoreline
Into gentle caressing streams

Wet, fine, white sand grains
Gently scouring and washing with each new step
Left our feet spick-and-span

Glassy specks of sea salt crystals
Trapped in your jet black...

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Oh! for the wet warm South Westerly 

                     after the cold white North Easterly leaving...

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