Long Tentacle Poems

At that moment an explosion of mud filled the air
    as their tension was now largely increased.
They tried to gather their wits but all took to stare
    as for...

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A prawn masquerading as a peanut can be quite disturbing. So many times a peel is a garment used to shroud. A tentacle hidden. Here and there. Then to reappear with an often violent burst...

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I OPENED A DOOR TO THE QUANTUM DOT WORLD 
OF INORGANIC ORGANIC MATERIALS.
ALSO KNOWN AS SYNTHETIC BEINGS. PART HUMAN 
PART MACHINE. ONE MIGHT EVEN SAY CYBORG.

CONTROLLED BY FREQUENCIES RADIATING FROM 
WHAT APPEARS TO BE 6G...

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Years ago my wife and I decided that we would like to keep tropical fish, so off to the local aquatic centre, on entering, 
my wife spied an Octopus and fell in love with this...

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The release of the naked sword of marine oil spills 
From the window and door of offshore platforms drilling rigs,
From the arena of natural oil sips to execute our living meals.

Petroleum hydrocarbon spreading its tentacle...

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Odyssey from Africa 
Chapter 9b (continued)


And this pattern was repeated 
On the following day's journey 
As the day turned into evening 
They again found rocky shoreline 
 
So once more they hunted shellfish 
This time...

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CHAPTER 10b, Hiatus, continued

Till a pebble thrown by Matto
Struck the creature on its forehead 
And it hissed in indignation 
Slinking off into the darkness 
 
When the morning sun resurfaced 
In a spectral ocean sunrise...

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Variations multicolored adaptations shimmering in the waters
Of hewed blue, beauties in the depths light show, yet these
Aquatic butterfly’s sting requires distances persuasion.
Deadly eloquence with a venomous tentacle embrace,
But in graceful opulence’s to perfections beguiling eyes,
None...

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I'm a simple guy,
I like video games, music and succeeding without trying,
So when a man comes up to me and tell me he can save my life,
Who am I to turn down a free book...

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Release the shelter of bare feet,
     rhinestones on big toes sparkle.
The tentacle-shine of sunwheat
     on the scrapyard-swig of river.

Like a sunflower, the mudlark
    ...

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THE   DESTINY.


This is not a country for living souls
Recoiled the heart lives under the enshades
Of vampire ridden nature and all its pards
On beggarly sums amassed by the pauper
Of bleakness and cold hunger and...

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This is not a country for living souls
Recoiled the heart lives under the enshades
Of vampire ridden nature and all its pards
On beggarly sums amassed by the pauper
Of bleakness and cold hunger and mort
Here existing we...

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This is not a country for living souls
Recoiled the heart lives under the enshades
Of vampire ridden nature and all its pards
On beggarly sums amassed by the pauper
Of bleakness and cold hunger and mort
Here existing we...

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This is a story about a man
who deepsea-dived to another land.
Where forests of kelp grow so high
they can almost glimpse the blue of the sky.

Where darting fish play in a waterfall,
the man followed a sea...

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The ‘Satan’s Daughter’ always knows the way she ought to go
There’s no-one left alive aboard to haul her rigging so
Her crew and Cap’n flounder on the seabed far below
But the ‘Satan’s Daughter’ sails on for...

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Every step forward brings an 
energised momentum. Leading
me toward a portal which leads
me to the Styx ferryman

I am confronted with this resoundingly
unique shape, the emblem of its industry.
His coffin puts out its tentacle seeking my
name

Past...

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Most days 
By
Ingrid Showalter Swift

Most days
I am really truly

But then………………………
flowing in like an iceberg that was off at sea 
now come to shore once more 
with the stinging knives…long tentacle fingers of searing …. ...

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For forty years she stood there
On watch every single hour
One tentacle of defence against
A perceived enemy power.
There is  now a new golf course
Where the aerial field once stood
They’ve  long thinned and chopped 
It’s...

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Red Wood Drifting down the river
alarmed with a cherry
intense sun dancing down
ghosts speaking smoothly
and the drugs working right

WRONG

the angles that sit on the tree are now hanging by their necks
with wings ripped off and togas...

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HOW TO LIGHT A BARBECUE FLAME


My  garden in Ireland was at first merely   
A windy exposed  open field sloping down right  
To the sea, a half-mile away nearly :
My pots...

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Meet my friends Nip also Tuck here
            in my imaginary...
came to flabber, jabber with us,
Right there!
swimming together!
       ...

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A cascoid on a pool table is often likened to a queen in a pan of noodles. How amazing is the flowing waters of the many taps. And when the moon rides a flower it...

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hasty journey south
tombstone circle k
wade through
wanna be cowboys
and rv queens
to check out counter
and zip
outta the parking lot
onto the open road 
only to be
cut off
by a paint truck
laying lines
really?
crawling 
down the highway 
slower than a snail
no...

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and the whole earth is his
from the water on open lea,
a probable season of the skies
crying cats and dogs
to even the polker dot pard
alert,attentive,to the earths
heaven,life,and hells trio

in the upper room of the earth
from the...

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He watches porn on the internet!

…says the man with an
animated, tentacle fetish.

His humor is crude and inappropriate!

…says the guy who breaks out
Catholic priest jokes on command.

He’s disrespectful to women!

…declares the man who slept with
a seventeen-year...

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