Long Supping Poems

There was a rumour that outlaw Kyle was to be sprung from jail
But Sheriff Koplin got wind of it and he'd make sure they'd fail 
That day Queeny Holly and her gang rode into town,...

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Stuff your rock stars, your heros, your christs,
your anti-christs and anarchiests.
Stuff your false idols up your arse.
Stuff your regenerative ramblings;
the spiel of a million others
spilt in diluted misunderstanding.
The generic rhetoric of another blank generation.
Born under...

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“Within”



Shadow dreams 
down silent roads 
never taken 
less than travelled, 
the winter breeze 
of the world within,
pulls out the hidden
message planted, 
within

the quickening
attempts slow 
anchoring,
the call persistent,
beckons, like the music 
drumming softly,
lulling, calming 
the rocking...

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I adopt dainty etiquette
when quenching thirst or dining
to buzzfeed growling beast
inside me tummy.

The missus requests obedience
raising both my little fingers in the air
upon taking beverage or repast to lips.

Additionally, she also requires I
(well healed husband...

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Our long time catered chef...
prepared a meal fit for (psst... me) a king

Actually professional cook
(trained since infancy)
long a staple of our family
since... oh way before
my bubba's zayda's time
naturally became (according
to rules of primogeniture)

the feudal rule...

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For P.D's "Going Haiku Crazy" Contest

 
How Many?

going to St. Ives
met folks on that smelly bus
more than I could count

Just Sleep Walking?

Wee Willy Winky
caught outside a boy’s window
in a night garment

Got Wool?

naked in the lane
three...

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A phenomena misinformed is a mispronunciation of a garbled gargled juice. Only released once. Not twice. Nor three times. In fact the catchment period for enticing a cake is relative only to atmospheric pressure conditions....

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Life...... 

The old man sits there with a tear in his eye
Been reminiscing for hours doesn't know why
He's taken back to the days when he was young
A lad just fourteen all his songs yet unsung

Working...

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Things were not advancing much

though we hurtled across the tar;

conversation was grinding to a halt

 & that was something

 I  needed desperately  to avert.

“Ah! Yes,” he interposed quite eerily,

Having clearly read my thoughts,...

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I got mugged in Moenchengladbach
Straight up and down 
I got mugged in Moenchengladbach
In a back street of the town.

I’d been drinking with this bird,
Said she was an exotic dancer\
But the way she was supping
I thought...

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There's a story in the Bible that is told about the day,
A certain man named Lazarus at the edge of death lay.
Now Jesus could have healed, His friend then and there,
But great was the miracle...

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There, at the parapet, part-built with corpses,
Where we dug out the two year old bones of the French,
Stands on the second rung of the ladder,
The corporal keeping watch from the lip of the trench.

His periscope...

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Cast to the left of me, cast to my right
Cast out in front of me but I can’t get a bite
I’ve changed my tactics many times, tried legering and float
And now the heavy pouring rain...

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On a polka-dotted day, at the Plott's house down the block,
Mama Plott was plotting where to place her dandy cuckoo clock
The handy, cuckoo clock,... took a spot right on the shelf
and proudly perched, profoundly, next...

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On a spotty, sprinkled day, at the Plott's house on the block,
A squatty Uncle Scotty had sent a polka dotted,  cuckoo clock!
The family said "That's handy!", and found a spot upon a shelf
For the...

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NB - familiarity with the pronunciation of the British place names in this poem is essential to comprehend some of the lines - and to ensure the tongue twisting effect in parts.

The Seven Siren Sisters...

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Bilocating bison on a leopard printed dash to save the whale. When money is organic and organs play. Sunbathing on a nightshift is never that clever in a see through nightgown. Plus the sheer fact...

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Stuck indoors 
with nowt to do
Decided to clear 
a cupboard or two
Now some 
may call me a hoarder
Though to me 
they’re nostalgic mementos
Each one evokes
movies inside my head
Of the reason I kept it 
Did not...

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***

Nobody loved like they did 
those nights splayed
like open books, 

soggy foils at humid peace, 
at least until the next 
morning riot.

***

I ran to the coffee shop 
last street down,
shouting your name 

to a third...

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The croft was the centre of our universe,
About it all day we kids would converse.
We talked of raiding a few streets away, 
We would steal their wood without delay.
Then on the night, we stood, eyes...

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Popplecoook met popplwwock on a jacket mending mission to a culinary planet. It was varied and various. The threads that were woven. To entice a frozen omelette to rise amidst the blackness and create a...

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Sat beneath the stars we were, supping pepsi from a can
on the bridge near castle farm, just hiding from me mam 
Twas 10 o clock and fairly dark for kids of just fourteen 
But we...

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(A Spoon River Poem)

You loved me well, you loved me long,
even with joy fading from my eyes,
my beauty your heart's silent song,
and sorrow hidden in burnished skies.

Six strapping sons feathered our nest,
pride your meat, and...

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In July last, that certain barrier I passed,
I reached the age of seventy at last.
Now then, as far as I am concerned,
Certain things I can do that I have earned.
Retired from work don't need the...

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The Greenwood - Villanelle

     Under the ancient greenwood’s leafy shade,
     Beneath the hornbeam and the spreading oak
     Where moonglow shines into the sylvan...

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