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Far Beyond Hereafter Part Three

The other members of the group would tease Lambent Shroud.
They’d speak in groans n puns too.
You’d sense lambent was a little uncomfortable with it all.
The other members of this amazing group were all tall, had numerous quirks, and spoke with crystal clear clarity.
They stood out even when alone.
Their high IQ, articulacy, and physical presence were obvious requirements for this enterprise.
They were constantly with each other hatching plans.
But Lambent may have had a begrudging “one who leads” complex.

But was the cordiality apparent and only for appearances?
Team leader Renee is Hazy and Albert is Rainbow.
The brain sessions were more often than not impromptu.
Hazy, Halcyon and Amber would seem like cerebral archers the way they bounced informal sessions off each other.
The other pairs, bright spark subgroups would have these on the spot conventions.
“Sparks would fly.
High IQ flashes sky high.
We never ever say die.”
Eerie notion, pie in the sky.”
The smart seven chipping in one by one generating a certain heat.
Even fleeting cabals.
Their brain cliques they nicknamed “Bouncers,”
Or “Pools.”
“Blessing and a boon. Under a shimmering moon. You’ll be lifting trophies soon.”
Lambent the awkward rhymer.
Wonder world had a strained crease on his face.
“Crackpot scheme, halbaked dream, eccentric team.”
In reply.
And so the banter used to go until someone ran out of ripostes.
There were daily meetings also on security updates devised by the team.
But there was much nod and wink, subterfuge.
Amber Leaf the accountant controlled the cash flow, dividends, “watertight insurance,” wages, general outlay.
But one got the impression that there was something afoot.
Amber and sylvan nudged;
“Should we rhyme as we speak or maybe tweak til next week.
Isn’t Lambent leaning a lot on his Shadow.
The Alter Ego.”
Who is this Shadow to begin with Amber asked?
An umbrella term

artbetrayalcitycolordream

Form: Prose

The Greasy Spoon


Hangovers do fester as belly grumbles pester just before noon

Jesters off their head after night on the tiles painting toon red

Close to fainting need a feed must get some sustenance soon

Shirking the headache lurking adored blackboard’s been read

No takeovers.. leftovers get makeovers morning and afternoon 


Grazing stable biker at formica table amazing fable we croon  

Not naff no faff or fuss caffs for all us riff raffs got street cred 

Within we maybe a Lord or Lady not just bumpkin or buffoon

Before you got stubble or into a lot trouble bubble were fed

No fraud smorgasbord for flawed horde who applaud swoon 


In the clover.. a pig in poo.. a cat with nip skip over the moon 

Working class gets a VIP pass for a scoff then it is off to bed

PVC chairs in maroon & bottomless milky sugary tea a boon

Irking folks saying that the culture to which we are wed‘s dead  

Won’t let become another ruin don’t impugn like Sting in Dune


Will last as hewn from the past for cast of many a loon and goon

Whichever combo folks bacon & eggs begs for a bit of fried bread

Tireless toast stacking yokes cracking the wireless a backing tune

Raiding yesteryear clips & dips in fading memory lane trips instead   

Proustian rushes sprinkle gush us luxuriating in a lush laden lagoon


Savour as kids blushes twinkle with elderly who wrinkle like a prune

The history is not really a mystery as clearly is salary and calorie led

No tycoon flush on capitalist balloon spewn from a cliched cartoon

Flavour is not as posh or plush as that tosh we see over in the Med

Not cheesy or sleazy don’t tease me lampoon our cultural cocoon


Saviour for brave knave where good behaviour does favour fortune

Are batty if thrills of a patty or natty fatty spread fills you with dread

Park your ar*e ignore Worldly farce & take it easy in a Greasy Spoon

culturefoodnostalgia

Form: Rhyme

A Heaving State Of Bliss

Rays of sunlight caress our naked skin
ever so softly, through the leaves of trees.
And feelings of ecstasy stir within;
as gentle breezes titillate and tease.

And immodesty kicks back the covers;
exposing a tangle of arms and feet.
And a warm sensation cocoons lovers;
in a sweaty blanket of prickly heat.

Passion's pulse sets the rhythm for two heartbeats
that merge into one, then begin to race.
And with bated breath, like fevered athletes
they acquiesce; to love's tender embrace.

And melt into a heaving state of bliss;
while punctuating feelings with a kiss.

9th gradeemotionsfeelingsimagery

Form: Sonnet

Moon Tuning

Peeping down through
		the closed blind,
		reflecting moon spy-tease
		the created mind;
		manipulating the running
		of ebony-hued time,
		trying to canvas a poem
		with lines that rhyme.

		Now if you knew how to rap,
		this would be a snap
		but it’s not so easy
		in the wee hours, without a nap.
		Yet, when you’ve survived
		the trials of another day,
		It’s not really that hard to scribe
		what you need to say.

		Here in the home of the brave
		and the land of the free,
		we have yet to cave
		racism and abject bigotry. 
		While cold war debates
		 continue their drum major runs,
		sacred lives remain victims of hate
		and free-firing lawless guns.

		No longer can we let the fearful minority
		keep us in such dire calamity.
		Like the ancestors dead and gone,
		we too must fight against evil and wrong;
		rising up and claiming our prized liberty.
		Let us not leave coming generations
		without worthiness and high hope.
		Let us not insult our ancestral patrons 
		who fought and won the right to vote.

allegoryhateinspirationmetaphormoon

Form: Rhyme

Forbidden Fruit

Forbidden fruit is sweetest, or that’s what they all say
So I thought I’d give it a try and went for some today
I didn’t know just what to choose something firm and hard or what
So I thought I’d take a sample of everything they’d got.

There was some really hard ones, some were ripe and very sweet
But I chose one in the middle and it looked good enough to eat
I caressed it very gently and waited for it to please
I nearly didn’t go through with it, I was really gonna tease.

My taste buds are not set for sweet they prefer something more savoury
But no I stuck to my guns but I want no awards for bravery
I took one that looked just right, its rich colour tempted me to bite
But have you ever bitten a persimmon, that isn’t really ripe?

It sucks the moisture out of your mouth and covers you teeth in wool
Believe me you just try it; I am not giving you any bull.
Now for those that thought the fruit, would be some other man
Maybe that’s on my ‘to do’ list, before I kick the can……….LOL

Shame on you all, for all your naughty thoughts
Especially for those of you, that can’t keep it in their shorts
To all those that do struggle, to keep the forbidden fruit at bay
Just remember the persimmon and you will never rue the day.
© ~GG~ 4/12/2012

funnyfruitme

Form: Quatrain

Childhood's Memory

Loneliness is a total lockdown 
Put in jail of no liberation 
Everyday with mates do frown 
When night comes signalling in moon's formation 

With pure hearts illness, its hard to mutter good night                                                           
And in every opening of the eyes, 
You wish comes outside very bright 
Dissatisfaction murmured heavy sighs 

Morning comes greeting
Laughter praises thy looks                               
School greets welcome entreating 
Your minutes away with books

Break period best others
Fake fighting games place prank
Other times,  you cease your druthers             
And watch while mates yank

I love and miss those times
Of tease, pranks and jokes 
The time fights are no crimes 
After all, you are still together good folks       

Happy children's day! 
20 children dare play for twenty years?

africaageappreciationcelebrationchildhood

Form: Rhyme

I Miss- for Contest

I miss the sweet comraderie
The words you'd leave for me to see
The teasing tongue tenacity
I never thought one day you'd be
Away from here, away from me

I miss the way you'd make me smile
Through darkest days, a word worthwhile
Would scatter gloom and chase the vile
Oh, how your charm could so beguile
I miss your certain kind of style

I miss the mystery in the rhyme
The sweet sensation every time
I'd read the most melodious chime
Now that you're gone, it's such a crime
I miss the banter, so sublime

I miss the way you used to tease
Then placate me just to appease
The playful lines were meant to please
My little heart, your lines would squeeze
I miss your spirit's gentle breeze

I miss you, dear, I miss you still
Your place no one can truly fill
I'll wait and wait and wait until
You come back and take up the quill
And let your presence, joy instill

I miss you...

feelingsfriendship lovelosspoets

Form: Rhyme

Growing Up

abominate, abhor, abuse, admonish, adumbrate, afflict, advance,
agitate, agonize, alcohol, announce, approach, awaken, bait, bark,
bawl, bedamn, bedevil, berate, betoken, bluster, bode, bother, break,
brew, browbeat, bully, caution, censure, chide, clutter, comminate,
complain, complicate, confuse, cow, crucify, DAD, damage, daughter,
deplore, detest, devil, disarray, disorder, disparage, distress, divine,
embroil, enforce, enmesh, ensnarl, entangle, entwine, exacerbate,
excruciate, execrate, expiate, family, feel, fist, flex, forebode,
forecast, forerun, foresee, foreshadow, foreshow, foretell, foretoken,
forewarn, frighten, fulminate, gnarl, gnash, grieve, growl, hammer,
hang, harass, harbinger, harmonize, harrow, heckle, herald, hound,
injure, intimidate, impend, imperil, imprecate, inflict, intuit, involve,
irk, jam, jeopardize, joy, knot, laughter, loom, love, maze, menace,
mistreat, molest, Mom, muck, muddle, mumble, murmur, mutter,
nag, normalize, omen, overhang, overshadow, perplex, persecute,
pester, plague, portend, preindicate, provoke, punish, push, presage,
pressurize, prognosticate, promise, prophesy, provoke, punish,
quarrel, quiz, rack, ravel, rebuke, reprimand, risk, scare, scold,
scourge, scowl, sense, shake, shame, signify, smite, snap, snarl, son,
soothsay, spook, strike, tangle, tease, terrorize, threaten, thunder,
torment, torture, trouble, upset, usurp, vaticinate, vex, vilify,
vociferate, walk, warn, worry, wound, wring, yell, yelp, zero, zip, zone.

angstchildhoodconfusiondepressionfather

Form: Free verse

''My Princess Diddles On the Shores of Brazil''

My princess diddles on the shores of Brazil;
in clear, crude notes her lips curse in Portuguese;
her lewdness makes the earth and sun stand still--
what a tragedy if she were just a tease!
To gaze upon her rude face is what I don't miss;
to greet her with a vulgar, vile embrace
and kiss her sex would give her the greatest bliss--
the thought repels me and makes my heart race!
The distance between us, like a thick mist,
keeps us apart. But I by heaven swear
that someday we'll have our disgusting tryst
nevertheless in the same hemisphere. 
     And if she's not against waiting for me,
     I'll do my best to diddle her by the sea!

longinglovemarriagemissing you

Form: Sonnet

Do us a favour Britain needs Flavour

Militant anti immigrant riots by those who love foreign diets inspired by Patrick's (a Nairobi squire & Obi One Kenobi of Satire) "the Flavour Crisis" in the Guardian..



Our saviour from v(ice) some spice and flavour

For Blighty to finally be fancy free and mighty

We must stop dastardly.. bastardly behaviour

Bold in vogue rogues in brogues who're flighty

Britain ain’t as cold as the fold in Scandinavia

Savour cultural gold or it will be nighty nighty


Rascal perky castle floats in quirky murky moats

Nobody notes same gory story just Tory turncoats

Glory gloats as caning boats is still gaining votes

Knaves & slaves sent to their graves scapegoats

Nigel Farage tribal bible barrage sowing his oats


Baiting bigots hating spigots come on do us a favour

Have a go at a hijab then go have a kebab is a worry

Flurry of slurry raves at their quarry pivots craves curry


Shady reformer berk digs jerk go beserk at lady burkha 

Has a go at Gurhka worker making his korma say sorry 

Fears that it took 60 years to pick ethnic peers on Corrie 


If only their morals like their palate whet was bit braver

Tease about it’s a breeze ease of Chinese if in a hurry 

No takeaway waiver unless more a Quaver than raver


Don’t be hasty most things tasty the same wheeze

Places with traces of other races & faces do choose

No quips please about fish and chips is Portuguese

Although clues in London dish introduced by Jews 


On our knees seeing trees not the wood our disease

Not just pasty views need other hues cultural engraver

Colour cascades with brood of shades or mood is duller

No blot of the don't give a jot lot be a melting pot bather

Britain’s future paver.. tutor & life saver could be FLAVA

communitycultureenglandfood

Form: Rhyme

Long Tease Poems

Far Beyond Hereafter Part Three

The Greasy Spoon

A Heaving State Of Bliss

Moon Tuning

Forbidden Fruit

Childhood's Memory

I Miss- for Contest

Growing Up

''My Princess Diddles On the Shores of Brazil''

Do us a favour Britain needs Flavour

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