Long Terrible Poems
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Rupert was coming home from school one day,
Yipee it’s raining again, lots of puddles he’d say,
He was wearing his wellies so jumped into each one,
Rupert just loved this weather and puddles a ton,
Every lunchtime Piglet trotted up to Ruperts school,
A clever little piglet, who was nobody’s fool,
Jumping, splashing, frolicking together and having fun,
They were drenched when they got home,
Mom said go upstairs and dry off otherwise
You will get sick and have no fun in the rain or sun.
Rupert's family lived in New Zealand, where it rains a lot,
Mom had made a steaming tasty stew, and Dot the little
Girl from next door, smelt it and ran to Rupert's mom’s door.
Piglet had his own stool, he quickly jumped up from the floor,
They finished their lunch and because the sun was shining,
Went outside to play, the ball went under a shrub, hurt and hiding
Was a Labrador pup. her leg looked broken, dot picked her up
Rupert ran to help as Piglet between his squeals, said this pup
Needs a doctor, so off they went to find Ruby the kind lady vet
This day was certainly not over yet.
Doc. Ruby was known as the best vet in the land,
She put the puppy’s paw gently in her hand,
Looked carefully, only a bad sprain Labby dear,
In a day or two you will be in the clear.
Rupert could never resist a climb, wow a bee hive,
I’v discovered on the same branch as me,
The bees were not happy with Rupert so near,
They started buzzing, get off there now, yelled Dot,
Rupert quickly jumped down, in fact did not
Realize how terrible
A bee sting could be,
Quite unbearable,
As he ran with the others,
As far away as they could.
Sally the Labby,
Lovingly licked Rupert's each and every sting,
Good doggy he said, I now feel no pain,
He began to skip and sing.
Luckily for our heroes, the bees as a swarm,
Did not give chase,
Unusual for bees what can I say,
Perhaps it had been a very busy day!
No-one will ever know, we secretly call
Ourselves, ‘Docs on the block’.
And as all good children, piglets, and lab puppies
Know, we should all be back home by 5.00 o’clock.
Diamond feels a kinship to the moon tonight
She cannot explain it but it is a welcome sight
Her mood is pensive, she has had a terrible day
Her owners have taken all of her kittens away
There are no little paws to prance and jump
Or spin or twirl, climb, fall into a friendly clump
Diamond is feeling sad as she stares at the moon.
Tonight there will be no kittens with whom to spoon.
Why do I have these litters? She asks herself with forlorn.
They are cute and cuddly later, but ugly when first born.
She gets used to them, and just as they are fun and play.
Strangers come and take her litters away.
I shall have no more litters, she resolves as she stares at the moon.
She understands it is probably a pipe dream, but she feels such gloom.
Where do they take my children? She asks the dark dour dank night.
The possibilities terrify her and give her a fright.
When we got together
spent a lil time together
the way you kissed me
I knew our relationship
was suppose to get better
but when you told me
you took another man number
I thought... I was the one
who made ya heart melt like butter.
I thought I was all you needed
but still I ain't got
the patience for a chick
who is just that conceited
I don't know if you do but you better believe it
what I feel for you is real
I ain't got time to deceive
but still I thought... I was all you needed.
It's like you taking my kindness
for a terrible weakness
I feel like I'm running around circles
like I'm in the preakness
can't you feel can't you see
what you doing to me
I want you to pour ya heart to me
and that means more than just saying you love me
I mean I believe I want you
to show it, I ain't used to my
girl cussing me out.
What did I do to deserve this
ask you to just share ya
inner feelings with the man
you say you love
I'm giving you 80%
all I ask for is a dub.
I'm debating with my heart & my mind
my mind & my heart
last night I didn't know whether to end
the pain or make a new start,
depart or just be by my lonesome.
How could you hurt me like that
you must be that bold
maybe ya heart's that cold & here I am
debating if this battle should be fought
I thought I was all the man she needed
yeah that's what I thought.
Form:
Not being promised
To nobody,
wanted court
Artemis... but Artemis
the protected of the moon, fled
with Prince Solar ...
I returned my commoners
looks at Helena
superb and serene girl ...
I even did a serenade for her ..
Neptune raged
so much that he played terrible
waves on my walls ...
I insisted I was not afraid ...
Then came Hermes and
delivered me message
in person:
Mortal can't dream
of immortals ...!
The law of the strongest
made me sad ...
My friend Ulysses
came
comfort me: don't listen
singing of nymphs and neither
fall in love with mermaids ...!
I started looking for Mary,
Marianne, Severinas and
Josefas ... ordinary women ...
They all smiled at me
benevolence, but all
they let me down ...!
Until a half Roman,
half German, half Bavarian
with her white way of being
said to me in my ear:
Wake up love ... lunch
is ready....!
I WOKE UP THIS MORNING-
WITH NOTHING PARTICULAR ON MY MIND
I SURMISED THAT TODAY WOULD BE ONE OF A KIND-
NOTHING LIKE YESTERDAY
NOTHING LIKE THE DAY BEFORE
NO DAY LIKE ANY I’VE EVER HAD THE FORTUNE TO KNOW-
I WOKE UP THIS MORNING
WITH NOTHING PARTICULARLY ON MY MIND
I LOOKED AROUND AND NOTICED THE DIFFERENCE A DAY MAKES
YESTERDAY THE SKY WAS BLUE
TODAY THE SKIES ARE GRAY
YESTERDAY THE SUN WAS SHINING, OH SO BRIGHT, AND I WENT OUT TO PLAY
TODAY, I AM INSIDE - LOCKED AWAY - THE WEATHER HAS TAKEN A ROLLER COASTER RIDE.
OUTSIDE IT IS JUST TERRIBLE
IT HAS BEEN RAINING ALL-DAY
THE SKY IS AN ANGRY BLACK - AND SO IS MY TEMPERAMENT -
(Sing along to tune "Jonah Man Jazz")
The city of Bongwater was a city of sin,
An epic journey of the man who did the bins,
All that binning at 5am made a terrible din,
Monday mornings in Bongwater's city of sin,
Drive down, bin man,
Drive round the roads,
Sophisticated urban,
Tip those bins down low!
The epic of the bin man in this city of sin,
Driving into parked cars made a terrible din,
"Told you not to park near the bins."
The callous bin man yelled in the city of sin.
This is the epic of the bin man in a city of sin,
Past the schools, he ran over some kids,
"Told you not to walk in front of the bins."
Our hero yelled at the rest of the kids,
Drive down, bin man,
Drive round the roads,
Sophisticated urban,
Tip those bins down low!
An epic journey of the bin man, in a city of sin,
One day, he hit the water mains with the bins,
Fountains erupted in this city of sin,
Bin man's demolished Bongwater, city of sin,
Drive down, bin man,
Drive round the roads,
Sophisticated urban,
Tip the bins down low!
The epic journey of the bin man, in a city of sin,
Driving into light poles in this city of sin,
"Who needs power?" he yelled above the din,
Driving around Bongwater's city of sin,
Drive down, bin man,
Drive round the roads,
Sophisticated urban,
Tip those bins down low!
This is the epic of the city that didn't pray,
One day, the bin man rolled their bins away,
That was the epic of our hero of the bins,
Driving round Bongwater, that city of sin,
All that binning made a terrible din!
Drive down, bin man,
Drive round the roads,
Sophisticated urban,
Tip those bins down low!!!
Stories, stories through window of a khaki jeep
jigsaw puzzle fits history and herstory together
novellas or rifles flash to extract verse in a peep
abandoned in the heather, part of white feathers
Masculine and feminine each reach to teach
skills managed by Mother, she’s on the beach
her middle-aged body flaps this way and that
dewy eyes opened to sea shells under straw hat
Stories, stories blow on sand this way and that
unrelinquished trauma, turmoil then terrible trials
including truth accounts, reconciliations with cats
behold Mother’s wrinkles, fat toes on beach miles
Detachment receives five silver stars and more
go to super centre, there files lie, raw is the core
in the Universe all things are near or super far
we can march with passion or drive in jeep or car
Stories, stories blood split over his wide palms
he was a Cuban doctor in Angola, you see
African toddlers roamed free, he was their balm
visions with medical supplies for malaria, no fee
Mother walked the wet tents with paper and pen
no beach was there then just a couple of hens
they studied broken bones on the veld floor sore
stories masculine or feminine enjoy some more
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I hate tempests, unless I'm cosy in bed.....by poet
The tempest raged around the lighthouse
I was the sentinel of the place, hoping the lights flashed.
Unfortunately, it provided me with very little shelter.
Outside, wild waves pounded the rugged rocks.
Some stinging sleet fell piling up on the ledges,
Penetrating the broken wide wind-broken windows.
Nothing to do but wait till all will be over.
It took some time, and I could not phone my wife.
She would always imagine something bad would take place.
Nothing to do but hope and pray.
Three hours later, I was home and thoroughly drenched.
My bewildered wife looked at me, wondering.
She pushed me under the shower, removed my wet clothes.
Then came warm pyjamas and coffee laced with some alcohol,
Her hopes had weathered fears, her love complete.
Placed 1
I am the gentlest and kindest guy
anyone has ever met,
lose my trust and you'll lose everything...
missing out on a lot;
I hate cheaters and liars
who fake their feelings
and end up in tears begging, hoping
that their mistake won't be goodbye!
Was it worth lying,
afraid of losing one?
Holding on to guys,
sharing their hearts:
you were a terrible thief getting caught
when words got mixed up
and you call his name instead of mine...
ah, you could have avoided crying!
Lose my trust and you'll lose everything,
before skies were blue, now they are grey;
before you had what you desired and didn't realize
that making the wrong turn made you pay a price!
Lose my trust and you'll lose everything,
even my affection and sympathy!
You weren't chosen by luck
and picked a lovely daisy to pluck;
it all came from me, from my generosity...
I got struck by a heavy rock
and bleeding I understood my plan stupidity:
sometimes wisdom comes late to hurt and shock!
Lose my trust and you'll everything,
you'll lose the essence of joy and hold nothing!
I can be the sweetest and kindest man,
if I get angry, step aside and get away from me;
you haven't shown to be too trustworthy,
your play has ended, the curtain is down!
Building up terrible turbulence in my brain
Resurrecting rain in my lonely lane, driving me insane
Going down below, low, low, low
The darkest night has glow, oh, oh
I don’t understand why-why-why
I feel below you…you…you…
I don’t know why, can’t deny-y-y
I feel below you…you…you…
Down below the darkest hours,
There is a light amongst the flowers
We’re going down like the twin towers
Can’t stop holding back my powers
Of loving you to the sheer extreme
Down below in a dazzling dream
Lowering my pride and self-esteem
We’re on the same team, same team
Shielding you in the shelter from the rainbowless rainstorm
Resurrecting sun to keep you away from harm and keep you warm
Going down below, low, low, low
The darkest night has glow, oh, oh
I don’t understand why-why-why
I feel below you…you…you…
I don’t know why, can’t deny-y-y
I feel below you…you…you…
Down below the darkest hours,
There is a light amongst the flowers
We’re going down like the twin towers
Can’t stop holding back my powers
Of loving you to the sheer extreme
Down below in a dazzling dream
Lowering my pride and self-esteem
We’re on the same team, same team
I don’t understand why-why-why
I feel below you…you…you…
I don’t know why, can’t deny-y-y
I feel below you…you…you…
Building up terrible turbulence in my brain
Resurrecting rain in my lonely lane, driving me insane
Going down below, low, low, low
The darkest night has glow, oh, oh
I don’t understand why-why-why
I feel below you…you…you…
I don’t know why, can’t deny-y-y
I feel below you…you…you…
Building up terrible turbulence in my brain
Resurrecting rain in my lonely lane, driving me insane
Going down below, low, low, low
The darkest night has glow, oh, oh
I feel down below you…
What did I do that was of rue?
What did I do to put you through
The tribulant storm out of the blue
I’ll keep you warm too
I’m in my lonely dorm, true
Resurrecting sorrow in a dream-of-a-swarm anew