Long Splinted Poems

At the footbridge Sue was meeting her beau
(He was married to a woman called Flo)
Sue soon found out his deception
She dismembered his erection
For his love life it was a massive blow

To the hospital fled poor...

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...To prove his point he even opened his shirt,
laid bare his sternum so our blades could stab,
but we were all frozen by what we’d heard,
the worlds just sounded so utterly mad.

He believed he was possessed...

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There is a story ‘bout Casey, that is but incomplete
It tells of simple ball and bat and Mighty’s ignoble feat
There we learned of failure and the storied Mudville name
Here we’ll learn what happened in the...

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What the Butler Heard
Extract from a memoir

Lord Illustrious Penge of Lampwicker Hall,
Welcomed local Toffs, to his Name-Dropper ball.
Noses upturned with a touch of conceit,
Hob-Knobbing with gentry and gentleman elite.
Colonel recalled, his luncheon with Churchill,
Discussing backbenchers...

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Fi is my name 
Short for a title I can't rename

Fi is not a note
Two letters shorter than a mote

A fiddler from Finland
First son of a worker in hinterland

I travel near and far
With or without...

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Disciplined organised and full of stout,
Marching in formation to the General's shout,
Holding their swords and weapons at the ready,
An elite told to stand steady,
For little be known for the evil this legion die to protect
A...

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My world on a piece of paper
Drawn and felt under the Moon's vesper
Simple life I rended
Under a tree I shredded

Early in life I staggered
Held only a pencil and a paper
Walking with shoes of a cobbler
Trudging...

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Is my mind an accident of the metaphysical,
of fragile pain, uncertain life or follies of desires?
Abstractions attract me like flies to honey,
vacillating theories seems to me like a refuge,
trying to grab air where only vacuum...

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In a bit of a witty mood
Attitude becomes rude and crude
Flipping tables, tearing down stables 
Preparing for morning cartoons

Full bowl of cereal unreels my lethal cerebral. 
Toons blast till noon then on to serial killing...

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            Conch shell sea gem and sea snail    
            Horn...

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eagerly i followed my path
dangling so i suppose 
beneath the quaint notion
the tranquil gestures

i'd become lost wandering away 
from calm pastures
while i pateintly awaited 
thee emptiness

about the braising shores
abruptly the shadows form
between the four o'clock...

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