Long Starfish Poems

Science is Fiction

Sir Popper popped the answer to the question of and whether science
holds truth and where and when for how long facts remain value’s 
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             On the 1st Day of Christmas my sister read to me
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Look out lads here we come
Couple of wild girls out for fun
Perfect hair and makeup's fine
Brand new perfume, we smell divine
Skin tight jeans, mini skirts and skimpy knickers
Can't wait for the party its theme is...

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"The Will to Survive" 

It was a peaceful time
back then in the dreams
that were once 
our prepossessing future.

sands of time 
dragged under our bare feet 
while the crystal clean warm ocean
of life that once was,...

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I, A. Robbie - Ham guilty for gobbledygook...
and ruffling turkey feathers!

An innocent A1 miss steak kin kith
once, a former main lion resident 
living social where Tigress and Euphrates 
converge and pool into Lake Wobegone ...

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Candy floss, seaside rock, smoothies, and flags sporting
Union Jacks
Replace the old traditions of striped deckchairs 
And Kiss-Me-Quick hats.
Chipwicks for our salt and vinegar fries
And their pole-and-line freshly caught local Cod;
The Vintners Parrot: For thick sizzling...

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I heard something on the wireless
As i went about my day,
Some new strain of virus
In some province far away.

I didn’t pay much attention
As it seemed a distant threat.
Well that was my contention
So I didn’t break...

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"My Beautiful Dreamer"


My Beautiful Dreamer
“thinks she goes unseen”, Her.
she’s a million miles away
lost in the Lilacs and
Chantilly Lace of 
her beautiful dream, her.

My Beautiful Dreamer
dreaming of a better home
sunrays and moonbeams
bigger yard, smaller city
a flashy...

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I was a celebrated, professional psychic, offering glimpses of rosy future;
And helping people work through problems, like pink moon, come sooner.

I had learnt to talk with the spirits, and also relate what they were saying,
To...

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"The Odyssey of We are Centre"



Where does he come through 
with his fishing lines?
Casting off metaphors
worms of vitriol
hooked and dipped,
he’s so green backed  
rolling in grandiose 
self published flack
unhip and seasoned 
with his tart...

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On the First day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
A starfish from the vast sea
On the Second day a Christmas my true love gave to me...
Two crabs crawling and a starfish from the...

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I.

Beneath the coldest spray of greenish hue 
Solitude lies entombed in rolling waves 
And Death a word we try hard to construe
While staring into depths of azure graves 

Solitude lies entombed in rolling waves 
Speaking...

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My life and my love are the open sea. I do not fear her and she has come to respect this old sailor man. 

Alas, it may be that my life of bliss is only...

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In a moment of magic I once gave her a juicy innocent peach

Not yet knowing that she harboured a sweet nascent dream

In which as a youngster she knew that she would marry the one

Who handed...

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I am a foodie, I must confess, I swim a few laps for exercise
Along come the Mollusk, and to my pleasant surprise
I have no restraint and they look so yummy
I just open my jaws wide,...

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It's quiet here - quiet in a way that catches me off guard. The tranquility is almost tangible, something I can touch and hold and wrap around myself. I can hear the pulse of faraway...

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Aunt Ethel said to Uncle Fred,
Let’s attempt the starfish in bed,
Old Ethel insisted,
Till Fred’s back got twisted,
They best stick to sleeping instead!

Original poem by Jan Allison

Fred couldn't stand and was writhing in pain
Ethel was mad...

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Not yet once more a narrative of depressive introspection
   enough is enough and who wants to read that cloudy gloom
	of times blasted by the sand of scraping of the shaving dusk

Lamentations ‘I used...

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A Prayer for Michael (the one who sent me here)

I said a prayer and called your name
It was a prayer for you
You are my friend
I called your name with tears 
My eyes are rivers in...

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I watch as we all march blindly into the swells feet first,
scraping the ocean floor with drudgery
drowning in this academia, with starfish and sandcastles
and sentiments that wash away with each coming of the tide

We haven't...

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IT SEEMS NATURE HAD OTHER PLANS

Our plan was to take a morning walk along the beach..as plans go it was a simple one…and once we arrived we headed south and east…toward the rising sun.

But a...

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I set up my easel in the shade of my beach umbrella. Wanting to paint by the morning light, I dabbed my colors onto the palette...sea foam green, azure blue, titanium white, and ochre.
 
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"The Flow"




I walked into the Ocean today
the Wind was wild whipping up the waves
like lemonade white horses riding into shore
I tread water, the Aquamarine was a washing machine 

While someone else’s kids raced by me...

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toward thee spunky gal, 
     whose impregnation and debut appearance 
     way to brief a tale for Aesop
cuz, (umpteen iterations recounted),
 
     out...

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I set up an easel in the shade of my beach umbrella. Wanting to paint by the morning light, I dabbed colors onto the palette...sea foam green, azure, titanium white, and ochre.

   ...

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