Long Wallop Poems

I still feel under the weather today April 2nd, 2023

Unseen enemy invades my body 
with platoon of green berets air
rating, and enfilading immune system viz 
Hib bully knock and sock kin me 
courtesy roebuck seers...

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I loathe feeling under the weather...,

especially when nasty elephant 
(named Thomas the pachyderm)
stomping to break loose courtesy tether,
where antibodies of mine 
struggle to band together
loosely analogous to voters
standing in a queue
waiting to cast their vote
(while...

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LOST IN BRITAIN

Poling, Patching, Nether Wallop, 
Matching Tye and Droop

Plumpton, Lickfold, Puddletown, 
Westward Ho! and Throop.

Hole of Horcum, New Invention,
Boghead, Frome, Cat's Ash

North Piddle, Staines and Pen*stone,
Wash Dyke, East Breast and Flash.

Six Mile Bottom, Mudford...

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February 13th, 2023 - old man winter gave a one...two punch

Overladen snow covered crackle and crunch
though, this skeptic owned a doubtful hunch
that such 24/7 round the clock whether coverage
would make laughingstock of forecasting
how Jack Frost...

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born two days 
after ole Punxsutawney i.e. the Doctor Phil - 
of woodchucks Latin Name = Marmota Monax 
nest resembled Rastafarian hair weave, 
which creature rattled with ire and peeveishness, 

when rudely roused from his...

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yes, this daft punk pink animal from farm ville will newt axe
any thank u mooch positive word does not rick choir whet backs
now i hold out virtual fig leaf tub buffer 
   end...

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Written: February 29, 2024
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In a sprawling sward of auburn swab
A seraphic sight soaked in dew at dawn
dazed distress and dust-laden air
delicacy and...

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African sun

African sun African sun,
The sun that differed
from any sun in the world.
You kill and scorch all the disable
Creatures in African world.
You're a paradigm during all
arid complicates.
You torture and wallop 
By your excess heat because
We're...

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Troll Lake was slowly filling, after the dam and bridge were finally built.
But, it was close to the city, and kids were coming nightly, without relent!
Bad things were going to happen, if we didn’t stop...

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Unadulterated emotional anguish linkedin...

Regarding inconsolable screaming infant
christened Matthew Scott Harris woke
eureka insight about said newborn self,
experiences ultra sensitivity courtesy
loud noises and/or sleep disruption.

I purportedly cried mine
trademark noisy hullabaloo
no matter pallor turned
fifty plus shades of blue
nonstop...

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ORIGINAL PITBULL OF THE GODS

Intro
Original Pitbull of the Gods, I was sent for a reason/
To eliminate the politics, corruption, and treason/
I convert all music heads into metal heads/
I had my choices and chose to do...

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COVID 19: A LEVELLER

Apocalypse! Armageddon! Ragnarok!
Deadly spread of  COVID 19
Caused by human misdeeds 
Confusion. disaster cover the land
Death now becomes a reigning language
Both the cause and the cure brew conflicts
But can men stop transgressing...

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Volatile Hazardous Noxious Material...

Spews out the maw
bare n paws size of a bear
yes, him Donald Trump
with maniacal glare
gussied up as inane
name calling offensive

analogous to an overstuffed
ego freezing cold stare
putrid enfilade flatulence issuing
from his doughy derriere
smug...

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The grumpy principal athwart the class
is walloping the learner ad infinitum
with his computer cable,
and screeching his lungs out
his wrath and his tranquilities;
he says she’s late for school yet again.

Madly she pulls across the desks;
pleads for...

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A few weeks back, when I took off my shoe
I peeled off my sock, and I saw something new
I went to the Doctor and what do you know
I had a little fungus on my right...

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Said the moon to the sun one day,
"Oh why you majestic thing must you avoid me?
And forever escape my rays?
Forever lying with the darkness, yes He!"

Said the moon to the sun the very next night,
"You...

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ONOMATOPOEIA
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onomatopoeia
ring, boom, hiss, bang, crash, wallop!
sounds one can hear
words speaking for themselves

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onomatopoeia
roar, meow, hiss, pop, tap!
from quill to paper, silenced.
heard only in ones mind




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Naani - One of India's most popular Telugu poetry. Naani means...

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The actor was acting up
whilst falling down,
then tumbling
like Jack and Jill,
watering his career
with the director’s tears.

Those tears they turned the reel
into a real mistake
that killed the mistaken idea
that the actor couldn’t act.

Oh, he’d act whilst...

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It's been difficult for us all
Being restricted isn't cool
Especially for children
Who would rather be at school

You can do this
But you can't do that
You can't touch or cuddle
Or even pat

The dog looks grumpy
The cat forlorn
Dad's in...

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There’s not a sound
In the woods
But for the lone, heavy
Thump
Of a walnut
Shed
From its tree
To the ground,
Re-affirming
That the Earth
Is not hollow.

I’m startled by the thud, so thick, so full
It could be a bull
Stomping its hoof into...

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Off us two went, beneath the trees,
that crackled and snappled
in Autumn’s crisp breeze,
our wellies slish-sloshing through the pelting rain,
plip-plopping, plip-plopping
again and again.

The thunder it rumbled,
and the wind it blew
but on and on,
the adventurers, two,
rustled through...

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I’ll have to take my word habits with me
For it just won’t just let me be.
“Don’t be a writer,” they say, “You’ll starve!”
But I don’t care if they toss, cuss, or barf.

They’re searching for my...

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It's such a great thrill being down in our house;
There isn't a chance of being quiet as a mouse:
With guitars and tellies and hi-fi and things;
Never-ending noise, then the telephone rings.

"It's my call". "No it's...

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: adventure, beach, cry, deep, imagery, ocean, power,

BEACHED BARE FOOT PRINTS

My foot prints gladly set to the whetted sands as I stand and whiff the seashore
Missed since last year’s southern holiday visit and just as...

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and the truth is, the truth is
there is no such thing as the perfect poem
syllable count and line and verse
the poet lays out his tools to show them
his best rhymes and worst to curse

and the...

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