Long Twisty Poems

One morning early a Dad and his son Tom went for a walk in the country, they journeyed
through the still mist looking for flowers for the boy's Mom, but they did not see many.
Just then...

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I had lunch with Randy, between classes today. It was a perfect day. The sky was an infinite, capri blue, the wind was stirring the environment, clouds were wispy and on high - in the...

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The birth of a kid is just an adventure
Which has its start about nine months before 
After an instant of joy or of  venture,

When seed of man is reaching up its score
In the twisty...

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Let's do a bit of sacramental gaming.

Oh no, Dear!
That smells and sounds coldly inappropriate.
What would your great-grandmother say?

OK, well...
how about a mutually refining discussion
about theological system development?

That might be alright,
although heavy.
But, don't you mean the...

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Mrs Moppet decided to go to the beach
as it was such a sunny day.
Loading up her car with kids and picnic
they set off singing as they went.
The road was long and very twisty
and half way...

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Oh captcha squares, oh captcha squares
What are these objects in your frames?
Oh captcha squares, oh captcha squares
Why must they gotta be the same?

    Cars and busses, traffic lights
    Bicycles...

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a bell would ring
when it was time for food
it was a depressing chime for 
for a gorilla named old grey who 
lost his teeth and had to take all his food 
ground up sweet goo
one...

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Urges ushered Est’bel out of her abode –
a cottage cobbled together from cobwebs and clapboard – 
and she scuttled forth,
her nesty hair tousled
by a leaf-laced breeze

In her bony hands she clutched
dregs of a nightmeg broth
in...

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a song for lady sovereignty
this is the first thing i remember
 
i was a husky, curled, and waking moon
when i first dreamed this dream
when my blue and yellow inside sea
first saw lady sovereignty
she was a...

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How can I fetch what's inside me?
It's a mental scream I can see,
They had poured fear through my mind's crease,
Tears swell deep ache, I grieve in peace.

There has been a real stage play,
Rumbling in the...

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VIDEO: Hair by The Cowsills.

Scare (MY LYRICS)

She ran and hug,
Why? There's a scary bug,
They're scary and they bug and bug, bug,
The bugs are a fright,
They're scary high and low,
But don't ask me why?
Cause I don't...

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It’s starting to cool down here in Connecticut. Leaves are falling, like giant, burnt snowflakes (science says that trees send chemical signals to their branches to clip leaves away). 

Peter borrowed a friend's toy-like, pea...

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"Has solitude ever led your steps down a forest path . . . "

The mountains are calling me, and I must go and venture outside
I get a tingling in my stomach followed by a memory...

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I just want five minutes, just to pitch
My killer screenplay for a killer film.
The hunt for a serial killer
By glamorous profilers, nothing grubby
Or exploitive. Some partial nudity,
(Only if required). There’ll be a sexy
 
Enigmatic hero....

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Last line...
on him black eyes did sit........drat Cricket...Don
It didn't help his hemmaroids,
Cos I downed old Darcy Pitt.
They wouldn't let me bowl,

the nasty game of Cricket.
an out you go hows that!
twisty ball gets ya wicket,
sneaky buggers...

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                             Sipping the
    ...

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The dream lingers as I stroll past a rippling stream,
       Wind echoes through the tangled emerald trees;
I am, in deep reverie as the birds sing for me unseen,
 ...

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Pen in hand, I make the first slice and i feel nothing.
No pain, no relief, just nothing.
I take another slice and another.
Until a trickle starts to seep.
For years I have had the pen thrust in...

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As silent and twinkly as a clear night sky
a wonderful place to allow time to race by
the old chichester ship canal from years gone bye
such serenity upon my doorstep
the greatest thing since fresh baked bread
until...

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Written: June 14, 2023

Pick-A-Title, Vol 37 - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh 
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Amidst the rolling hills and verdant green,
Lies a land of arcane, almost Xanadu if seen.
A place of ariose where dreams are born,
And the sun...

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Wind  e c h o e s  through tangled emerald trees,
                     and God...

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PRETTY  WITTY

                          Cocktail thirsty : Mocktail, Green tea.

 ...

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                            wind  e c h o e...

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"One is too many and a thousand is never enough", is the thought that I am thinking each time I puff puff this sickening sweat stuff.
 
Your power is alluring, in your presence I quake....

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Packaged and sent to Robert Gorelick’s
Made him a Doggy Book Of Limericks
That had me roaring-unique
Some were cute and very chic
A twisty phrase he pulls-off, are his tricks

A postcard; his picture, a return address
Newly printed and...

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