Long Trifled Poems

Pasha Acremodios grew greedy,
discontented with the domain he dominated,
so he turned covetous eyes toward Farabia,
sending his soldiers to seize this ripened plum

Spoiling for a fight and fighting for spoils,
his army swept across Farabia
like a bloody...

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“Yes, well, we will determine that at another time,” was the Lead Councilman's response, “Now we must decide on DynDoeth's charges.”
Cutting him off Rian said, 
     “I vote to have DynDoeth...

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Everyone voted Mrs. Garret’s tree as the best Christmas display in the village. Which was surprising in a way, as she was not really a local. 

Richard Garret, her husband, was not a man to...

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Santa Clauses were to be molten and reshaped into Holy Cross bunnies
		             on a mega 3D printer but then the app somehow went...

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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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When I was a younger man, the ladies fancied me.
I’d beguile them with my smile and winsome flattery. 
“Tell me do you love me true? Am I the only one?   
Do you swear...

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He’s Hemingways whiskey, he’s vodka on ice
Smoke on the water, a roll of the dice
Magic and mirrors illusion to most
Thumbing his way from east coast to west coast

He’s lived on the brink, on the edge...

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In poetry, I express the way I know best.
That garbage can be recycled
That burning fossil fuel kills, it's past that test
Pollution, with life it has trifled.

How many words must a poet write,
To convince all, that...

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Bow the great dragons, unto the mighty,
Ruler under heaven.
The divine master's iron heel, lies upon the
Serpents neck.
For brilliance illusion a golden throne shines,
Blinding those whom refuse to see the truth.
The trail leading unto the river...

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The tricolour wrapped around your might,

And you drift away to your very last night.

The tears that we shed,

Can never match your gallant blood red.

For you dont speak only for sake

You speak to put your life...

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Wouldst, such mortal traverse the crags of Ne'ermere tails,
tis a grayest hour whence Luna's twilight flits her crown whipped
freed of mnemonic shimmers.

Hail winds bade the cliffs fond too well,
the forest dwelleth quietude, erring not to...

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It was dark and dreary, and the dawn had not yet 
begun to break, as I walked down the steps 
to fetch the paper while my family slept. 
A hint of a breeze wafted through...

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Ennui

 
...inspired by 'A Cooking Egg' by T.S. Eliot

 

Ronaldo sprawled in luxury

across from where the spaniel lay,

pretending to read Mallarme

and yawning, stuck in Chapter One.

 

The Grandfather ticked ponderously,

there was no other sound in...

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Ronaldo sprawled in luxury 
across from where the spaniel lay, 
pretending to read Mallarme 
and yawning, stuck in Chapter One. 
The Grandfather ticked heavily, 
there was no other sound in sight 
except dear Josephine who...

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Ghosts are also called Spirits - this is something I know about.
They're part of my Spirituality - in this there is no doubt!
A Psychic can contact Ghosts with a pendulum, Ouija board, or by going...

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In the style of T.S. Eliot.


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Ronaldo sprawled in luxury 
across from where the spaniel lay, 
pretending to read Mallarme 
and yawning, stuck in Chapter One....

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In the style of T.S. Eliot.


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Ronaldo sprawled in luxury 
across from where the spaniel lay, 
pretending to read Mallarme 
and yawning, stuck in Chapter One....

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...inspired by 'A Cooking Egg' by T.S. Eliot

 
Ronaldo sprawled in luxury
across from where the spaniel lay,
pretending to read Mallarme
and yawning, stuck in Chapter One.

The Grandfather ticked ponderously,
there was no other sound in sight
except dear...

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Worship not your turtles on Tuesday
Driving a convertible in traffic is inadvisable
Places you at risk, in peril of bird droppings
Never yawn with mouth open and head up
Yawning is sacrilegious with seat belts off

If you have...

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The frosty morn was sullen...
My breath lay frigid to the air.
I walked a darkened wintry trail
To enhance this stark affair.

I sat upon a wooded bench
To give aid to my relief...
Beneath a tree... in winter's grip
That...

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...inspired by 'A Cooking Egg' by T.S. Eliot

 
Ronaldo sprawled in luxury
across from where the spaniel lay,
he soldiered on with Mallarme
and, yawning, re-read Chapter One.

The Grandfather ticked ponderously,
there was no other sound in sight
except dear...

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...inspired by 'A Cooking Egg' by T.S. Eliot

 
Ronaldo sprawled in luxury
across from where the spaniel lay,
he soldiered on with Mallarme
and, yawning, re-read Chapter One.

The Grandfather ticked ponderously,
there was no other sound in sight
except dear...

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A Time of Bliss

Love’s a mystery to everyone falling under its magical spell,
And it would be natural to think we all know it so very well.
But with emotions ripe and afire in this special time...

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South Of Marriage

Emotions came alive hot wire red 
Blood boils, scolding, screaming in the veins
Fire rising higher in the head
Frayed crazy hair standing on edge
Burnt to the core high voltage snakes
Coiled and ready to attack...

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As you shout through the wounds you suffered
Abandoned by people who you thought they may forgotten
Trifled, stumbled, humiliated and rejected by the facts beyond your comprehension
As if things were trapped in the maze of desolation

As...

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