Long Thimble Poems

I melt into the plural sky
its rippling tableaus of tomorrow
underneath open light waves 
see-saws the labyrinth
like Delphi tendrils crossing channels 
all the changing faces played
automatic, embedded in misty consort 
with Hyde-Lees and Yeats 
love-crushed oracles
ghostwriting...

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As to the this and the that and the how and the why,
    I pass no judgement on the tale at hand.
And leave it to scribes to much later decide
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LIST POETRY - A FUTURISTIC INTERPRETATION 


You
must know
I cried yesterday 
and I think I broke the world
so I braided some words into twine
planted some sweet and sour coated seeds
I grew free standing expressions and then...

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INSPIRED BY CHARACTER OF CLARISSA DALLAOWAY IN VIRGINIA WOOLFE'S STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS NOVEL "MRS. DALLAOWAY"



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Alice, did th' afternoon grow long an' dull; 
As your older sister did read an' mull? 
While in your mind, boredom grew- 
That you'd grown restless no one knew! 
That's what came before th' fall-...

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A childhood memory warmly reminds

A game of Where's the Thimble,
hidden by a gang of siblings,
or just one strategic sister,
left for me to rightly find
as I wander through our living room,
following bilateral fractal cues,

You're cold,
freezing really.
Now...

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Unquotable quotes : EVIL PEOPLE – VIIIL (42)

Animals (amphibians, reptiles),  birds, insects, dinosaurs and even imaginary beasts kill to eat. Humans for pleasure, pain and profit.

Evil people never think of Evil lest they feel...

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Bruce

A lumbering man, 
audibly achily, stepped to the
floor’s center.
Had there been a spotlight, he’d’a shone.

His arms unfurled.
His hips spun.
His soles, silent
as he padded here,
then twisted to place a foot there.

A phoenix swooped, festooned in fire’s...

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Nothing more than a pretty smile - repost

There she was chasing a rabbit 
with 1 am coffeecakes and weak tea
She didn’t notice I was watching
from the branches of an olive tree
A lone smile hidden amongst
swirling...

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The raven knows, listen to his soundings warning,
Beware and listen to what he says, harken unto this
Messenger of death for he sees all things, be it dark or light!
Black ebonies feathered sentinel, warily watching, as
The...

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I awoke to a clashing and clanging coming from my kitchen; in the hallway, I did stumble upon a frying pan.  A cautious peek revealing nothing left me to grab that frying pan for...

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An old lady sat near a window, near a window looking out.
With her radio going she sat there sewing, with an occasional look about.
On her thumb she wore a thimble, as she pulled the thread...

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headland harbored primitive biota abut
mint for exotic sole terrain sustaining 
sole terrain sustaining seeds, spores, spermatozoa, ova 
   seeds, spores, spermatozoa, ova , et cetera gut
preserved within mine follicular pores, sans

I secured per...

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I have a special story I wish to share
About a seamstress beautiful and fair

She would fade away turning into smoke
Of her amazing beauty, no man would joke

The spiraling smoke would then re-form
I know only an...

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There she was chasing a rabbit 
with 1 am coffeecakes and weak tea
She didn’t notice I was watching
from the branches of an olive tree
A lone smile hidden amongst
swirling smoke rings in a foreign accent

To the...

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Ofttimes yours truly assiduously tries to adlib,
but blubbers like a landlubber
at sea treading water donned with bib
(that doubles as yellow
spongy bobbing life jacket)

furiously doing doggy paddle
riding the next tidal wave
hoop fully washing me ashore to...

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The Honey Bee

Not fun to be stung by the Honey Bee
It happened to me picking from a cherry tree.

Only worker bees sting, and only under threat
They die once they sting but the hurt you can't...

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Oh, damn,  I get it, nowhowbrownsowcow-----that it's to be accepted on this site you need to be
the FATTED cow. Low of intellect, yet high on countenance, high on payment 
and low on quality! Please...

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Mother was away, plucking hens
So I got my mead, in the special hip flask
Sat by the fence, just by the green
Time slipped along, Ken joined me there

And the day was bottle blue
And the trees were...

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A complete failure, overwhelmed with joy.

I wanted to write 
a beautiful rhyming poem
for your contest David, 
but alas!
I'm a complete failure!

What! 

A complete failure you say!
Yes, that's what I said!
A complete and total failure! 

But...

wait...

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Flamin’ hangover ... I’m told. “Get outside!” 
“Get out of bed!” Hell, I’m old enough to have more sense  
spending half my day behind me shed, 
cursing that lesson never learnt from past experience.

My...

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She was an estranged angel 
On the backbone of a boar 
She never put her hair up 
Was a missile without a war 
She broke a wild stallion 
With the motion of her hips 
She...

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She had Velvet eyes, Satin lips
Silk skin … Seamless hips

Threaded her way into his heart
and Stitched his mind up Tight
But the Needle Point, was coming
Pricking… with all its might! …

… Posed her Textile-smile
Watched Fabric –...

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         Based on a quote from Watership Down:
"He fought because he actually felt safer fighting than running."

His experience in fighting battles
had been friendly games of Monopoly 
Rolling...

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One day we were surfing for something to watch on TV when purely by happenstance
we found on PBS “Astrid and Raphaëlle’ a detective show…from France.

Astrid, who works in Criminal Records, is Autistic with a photographic...

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