Long Treacle Poems

Soon, the sun was lying low, a bright full moon was now on show
Santa switched on Walnut’s glow… “Ho Ho Ho and away we go.”
Walnut played along and led the team of reindeer and their...

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(The memories are simple, living the feeling significant)

After conquering Beamsley Beacon due Southwest,
Rombald’s moor stood, while for centuries
within the valley the minute dwellings
of grey stone, brick and muck.
Main waterway, depending on era
town or sailor beck,...

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My twilight Dream Catcher.

Sweet melodies tug at my heart strings.
The waves roll in as the blue whale sings.
As empty moonbeams fade,
In the cosmos evenly laid.
Layers of complexity.
Clouds meandering are a formality.
A tonic of love, a...

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A brushstroke choreographing dramatic elegy framing harmonic gavotte 

specified such so as to issue a rhyme, 
but proceeded as this scribe 
didst git linkedin with the cutting crew,
mow or less feeling grassy us,
yet not the...

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Listen to the wind as it crashes into the towns and villages and downs mighty trees,
Stand still, let it blow until you nearly fall, face its anger and lean into the cold wind,
It brings snow...

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I can feel it. 
It’s not quite tangible, 
Just out of reach,
Yet nonetheless real. 
Like a sixth sense on my sixth sense. 
The anticipation hangs in the air, 
The thick, jelly like, immovable air. 
Tempers...

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“Smoking Gun”


Twisted Blistered dance with me
Come on Brother Snow get off your genuflection mojo knees
The World’s about to turn and merge
Vibrating dimensions souls that turn 4th and 5th must be better than 3rd
The World’s a...

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"Black Molasses"



Black Molasses 
holds to ransom 
footprints 
sucked into 
Tropic of Capricorn mud
as bushfires bleed
sugar from cane
like molten glucose 
shot into the veins
of Mother Earth gone all
libertine sour 
like Lemon Grass
crushed and burnt 
acrid smoke...

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 Part 3

9th Delerium: Emptyness
Water wheels in wastelands... turning,
drowning relics in the slum
Rumpled rags of fashioned burlap... burning,
lit by bandits blind and dumb
Pastured prisons, ponies bridled ... yearning,
forest fairies under thumb
Sounds inside of cauldrons coughing......

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Athletic angels are analytical and archaic. But dust bombs do not derive from red, yellow, blue and purple shimmer shimmers nor do they derive from green, pink and orange glitter glitters. A hesitation of hue...

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Ur an extension of myself, a literal blister,
It’s mad sometimes how much I’ve missed ya 
You’ve walked in my footsteps for almost your whole life
Taught you how to be kinky as ever and still a...

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Jam roly poly, treacle sponge
And sticky toffee pudding head the top of my list
But apple pie, rhubarb crumble
Or a decent cheesecake are hard to resist

Banana splits, eclairs or brownies
Dumplings, nougat, cheese board or mousse
Crème brûlée....

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I know this lovely poet,
Her name is Ann Gilmour 
She really is an angel,
One that I adore.
She's a best friend of my Auntie,
They have a lot in common,
Parkinson's being one of them
Which is really rather...

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Petrified pottery ponders plots. Ploys play putting purring. And a frantically fraternising pickle arch can glow on many a skyline at dusk. In many hues. Many dusks many arches many hues and many hues mean...

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specified such so as to issue a rhyme, 
   but proceed as this scribe 
   doth git linkedin with the cutting crew
yet not the least whirlwind will offset 
  ...

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It was a still quiet night ,children were a bed 
Lost in dreamland amid clouds and unicorns
The elders sat around the dying embers
Drinking and laughing about the days events.
They too were soon overtaken by sleep
Eyelids...

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The art of saying what cannot be

………………………………………..for Harriet Monroe
… said
………………or need not be

What's the difference if you call tinnitus or l'acouphène  a 'tintement, a 'buzzing', a 'chuintement', a 'whistling', or pure sounds of music...

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A whale kilowatt is a power source indeed. Floatation over gallons is a fantastic idea. But when a raven flies in a circular fashion it is then time for the washing party of grizzly bears...

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I'm standing on earth, on fresh green grass, with wind softly kissing my cheek.
I feel the blades, between my toes, the softness and calm that I seek.
The sun oozes down, from cotton filled skies, and...

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Lines reign rectangular beyond widely 
sombre dour density of inhabitants 
Living rendered responsible behind wisely 
secure doors definitely insure us

Neighbours harbour unfamiliar stories
Measureless textures hold untapped instruction
Sectioned protected fences forbode inquiry 
Composite dismissed in driveway's...

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In My New Year’s Resolution I Vow


I solemnly declare under oats on the libel to walk

N aked with only a bellow with fellow utopians 


M istletoe tattoos on my fingers criss-crossing in

Y onder to shepherd...

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The croft was the centre of our universe,
About it all day we kids would converse.
We talked of raiding a few streets away, 
We would steal their wood without delay.
Then on the night, we stood, eyes...

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There's a plead need on the inside,
settled into a biased way of thinking,
Our view of event causation is linking,
As a thick coat of ego veiled in wide.

constant internal rumble or buzz,
Fixed focus on a rising...

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There are days, when I wonder
Wonder where you are
Wonder where you went
Leaving me alone to defend
 
I hope you would come, every single day
A day is not easy to pass by,
I wish you would just...

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Unflinchingly, you sit in slumbered pose
as breath is amber bathed in bright moonlight 
with rhythmic pulse in time's perspective held,

when fragile candles caress tawny skin, 
you watch the honeyed flame shimmer air. 
This morphs in...

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