Long Stoutest Poems

I had an old auntie called Mable
Who could drink men under the table
She’d tell folks of her gout
Sup up six pints of stout  -
then stagger to the loo when able!

11~23~16

WRITTEN BY JAN ALLISON


My paternal...

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Against a willowy wailing backdrop of inner chaos,
an indignant incendiary mask stifles the simmering cauldrons,
of a stoic stage clown post lachrymose performance wearily stunning yet stung,
or the surreptitious posture of the laugh it off as...

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Bird Brains

Mr Fox wore padded socks to creep up on some chickens
The chickens had CCTV and weren't such easy pickings
He snuck up to the coop and took a peek in through the hatch
The cockerel slammed...

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Eminent Doctors and professors
Did meet, at a prominent place
For their prominent feats

After much preamble; they sat down
Face to face; their table was long, a
Shiny space.

Their gizmos and gadgets the very best
They spoke on many topics...

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There passed amid the crowded fair a lady
All clad in stately gown of em'rald green
With golden trim and diamonds all a-sparkle
It was, I say in truth, a comely scene

Her hair was walnut brown and deftly...

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The forest is my loyal friend A Delphic shrine to me.-- Ralph Waldo Emerson

The tow’ring trees with their branches widespread
Sift light which falls like a golden shower
(As when Zeus to Danaë’s chamber came)
Reaching the moist...

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I’d set upon a long, uncertain voyage.
Twas one to test the pilot’s skeely art
Of navigating perils yet uncharted 
While facing fears to daunt the stoutest heart.
I’d drop the lead to sound the straight and narrow,
Then...

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A  Soul's Fight

The soul faces what the stoutest heart dares not to speak
dark spirits that make our knees wobble and voices squeak
Battering rams plunging in rhythm against castle's gate
shadow voices accusing and promising such...

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Tell the Moms it didn't happen 
Tell the Dads it isn't so 
Pretty little roses blooming 
In the garden – row on row –
Pretty little blossoms folding 
Petals falling to the floor 
Falling into angels...

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Stephanus Marcus Book 1
Canto 6
Verses 4 and 5

Now herald monarch's late arrival nigh.
From east his royal standard shows design.
A lion bold displays from pennant high -
courageous beast, a brave and noble sign.
King's escort knights are...

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Mightier than fibs and sharp swords, 
Manacled truth will with time prevail
Against high peak and gigantic vale, 
And glossed lips' deodorized words. 

Sharper than lucre's nectared studs
Stabs tested truth's right-driven nail;
Till all wrong-worn tongues wax...

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Fastidious gildings must dot your mien:
Sizzling lips that ooze unbridled charm,
And a neck sleekest with angelic luster
To daze the eye and sun a smitten arm. 

Still deeper graces beyond corporeal eye
Shall your gold’s stoutest bulwarks...

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Within the weighty door, weary souls went;
as did I as a child of eight, to the silent sentience within…
Upon the stoutest oak they sat, worrying beads.
“Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee,”
The...

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Bitter sweet is the song of love
a quivering leaf in the wind floating 
twisting turning in blazing hues of red 
spiralling down kissing the earth a promise sent
to the heart that loves.

As  the violin...

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All dressed in purple like a king,
The man was spat at, flogged and mocked,
And forced to carry his own cross,
As witnessed by the crowds that flocked.

I listened to their hateful words,
And wondered what his crime...

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There will come times
of unimaginable events

Times in one’s life
unforeseen and inexplicable

Times that will test
The mettle of the best

Times that will evoke grief so great
that the stoutest heart will shrivel

Times of bliss and happiness such
That one...

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