Long Trawled Poems

Chorus
So many bites have made my heart indigent
so many burns have made my taste lost
I see your displays, I cherish the efforts
time is a luxury I beg of you to afford
give me this gift to...

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This journey of which you now read, happens to many of us
It's what happened to me, my thoughts through the waves in discuss

It was on a normal day, I was fishing on craggy rocks
When out...

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My man was old and battered and was destined for the scrap heap
He’d failed his annual MOT as his many defects ran far too deep
His motor was still running but he had an intermittent fault
He’d...

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Once you sailed upon the dawn 
to grace the eaves of Pomona's verdant lawn,
but now in splendor you have drooped;
no longer shall you unleash torrents from your tongue.

Oh, white-hot zephyr of the morning,
How I wish...

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She no longer rules the waves,
no longer is heard the chink of ice
in gin glass beneath darkening Indian skies;
what jewels glisten in the corroding crown,
how happy now this happy breed who bows
collective heads and cries?
History’s...

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The fish is a creature cold and wet
Hooked by line and trawled by net,
Easy to catch and yummy to eat
Fried in oil or seared by heat.
I must admit I eat my share
So my guilt I...

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She trawled the woods to find her lost heart 
Out of view and hidden deep underground 
Still beating, wrapped in muddied cloth 
The Queen was once more born 
 
But returned to find the moon...

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Now see a fine display in market hall 
Where fishmonger's stalls sell the freshest catch. 
A world of wet white tiles and melting ice. 
Seafood displayed, arranged in rank and file.
One Scottish salmon commands centre...

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I embarked on a journey of self-discovery
To find that where I began was also my destination
We would like to think that life has some magical equation
I have travelled across the sea and through eclipsed forest...

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The Internet

Across the earth they cast a net
In which a worldly soup is met
The good the bad the in-between
The dark the light and greyish sheen
All jumbled in a mighty throng
The clever right, the woeful wrong


It...

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The red-throat trawled me to a shanghaied shore
then left me raw in split-sedated state.
A sense of morning meant the lamp lit late
and when I dream I taste a little gore,
but it was peaceful there, upon...

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The none affair

The celebration ran into a Dogger bank that had 
been trawled of fishy life and turned into windblown sand
of the endlessly repeated.
Take-away food and Portuguese soap triteness was 
the name of the monotony....

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With Christmas nigh upon us,
The naysayers are out.
Again to cast aspersions,
On little brussel sprouts.

These iron laden taste bombs,
I jump to their defense.
My favourite Christmas veg,
Despite the flatulence.

The smell as they are cooking,
Some find so nauseating.
Not...

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I remembered the day I joined
Paradise it appeared to me
It can still be this way
But only if others can see

I am playing the blind man
I cannot touch, nor I see
As long as everyone is
Who they...

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One by one, my friends' accounts
Have all been getting hacked.
Likely there will come a time
I, too, will be attacked.

Where are all the rocks from which
These evil hackers crawled
To seek some suckers unaware
That they were being...

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