Long Windscreen Poems

“Now behind the eyes and secrets of the dreamers in the streets rocked to sleep by the sea, see the titbits and topsyturvies, bobs and buttontops, bags and bones, ash and rind and dandruff and...

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"The Crow Bar"

she said,
here I bury my dead,
you can hear them sleeping
somnulent forget-me-nots,
snoring blithely unaware,
in neat rows between 
the thick,
ink injected lines,
their soiled lives
ploughed and 
turned over 
replanted
sunnyside down
expunged and 
wrung out

eventually,
not totally oblivious, 
they...

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Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
But stars do not cry.
Into Ochs valley, through the Vale of White Horse...prancing 
besides a Dragons Hill;
It was here that a Roundhead - did a Royalist Cavaliers blood in...

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Stood upright, between two roads,
On a thin metal rail,
A solitary, brown coloured bottle 
Of beer,                    ...

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October Rain

Is it
simply a case of precipitation,
moist warm air condensation or
are they God’s tears showering us with love,
as rain washes away our sorrows,
in the hope of brighter tomorrows.

Gloomy grey skies conceal a shy sun
with murky...

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Sunday morning early, five a.m to be
precise, my mind awakes, then gently succours
the body to arise from one’s mundane sleep. I
then transfer to Britain via 1ZB, listening
to the English football commentary, it’s worth
the lack of...

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I was born and raised in a little town by the name of Calder
That was just twenty miles south of the Canadian border
As a boy I enjoyed going to school and was doing really well
Mom sang...

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It was promising to be a cloudy grey day if things held up' still what can you expect in England in Janruary Tom reasoned, he was already considering how far behind he might be in...

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Just as well I was driving at a moderate speed.
Having resumed control I spied Lelia sticking her tongue out at those reckless varmints.
She stopped the minute I noticed.
Odd.
“Children …….sometimes you have to act like a...

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49 years past; a puppy was bought, picked up out of his pen on a pet shop floor;
he had honey brown eyes & an inquisitive way. He grew to be so loyal and true, how...

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I used to eat orange peels in your Chevy car…
Let me be…my luck is long gone…
You hurt my heart…and torn it to shreds…

S H R E D S . . . . 

You left me...

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Sipping aromatic coffee on my duty break 
I glanced beyond the hazy vapors
outside toward the isolated runway;
under moonlit sky giant aircraft at standstill.

Despondent like me they seemed outside,
Inside my zestful mind seemed free,
While I wondered...

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Alpha Pistols
It’s a nice warm summer’s evening in 2004
The cool man was on top of the Manchester tower block
He fires down with various guns at his lower targets
There is a builders yard two hundred metres...

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Woe is me to the DLV by Gypsy View previous topic View next topic Go down  
 

Location :  Marton, New Zealand

 



Oh DVLC you have upset me, you are so unkind

You’ve committed...

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I lay my head down to sleep to the calm and peaceful sound of music flowing through the thick trees cruising from the subdivision below my dwelling.The rhythmic sounds of crickets and frogs composed a...

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The fragrance of possums is a kit of great virtue bathed and lit by an orange green hue. Display not weapons in weather fuelled skies. Thin thunder is unwelcome in a booming bass rhythm and...

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For a chum on the occasion of his 50th birthday.  lots of insider jokes I am afraid! The meter totally stolen :-)

You could hear the engine roar, As the van approached the door
And the...

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I was walking home from work about four thirty in the morn,
and was crossing o’er the railway line before the coming dawn,
when my foot slipped off the iron rail and I felt my ankle sprain,
then...

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Watching from the corner, in her ‘Speedy’ ice cream van
While armed and hooded villains carry out their wicked plan
They rob the bank and make off just as quickly as they can
But Speedy does a wheelie...

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I can't handle pretenders.
Something someone is not.
No 'spect for a paper gangster.
Living a fake life until caught.

A lawyer watching Son's of Anarchy.
Blue jeans with vest, will be looking phat.
Uber delivers him to a Harley shop,
wearing...

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As we sit in the car
my sister, mother, father, and me
steam rises off our rain-sodden clothes
and the air fills with the smell 
of damp coats and wet sheep.
I 'spect;
I'll never smell sheep
wet or dry.
Or see...

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a poem/prose from my new pen name book

Ultima Thule by Jimmy Boom Semtex

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ISBN: 978-1-326-14210-0


God Isn't Great
It says on the van windscreen GOD IS GOOD. Maybe the drivers believe this. Do you? Not sure I do...

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He ignored the warning signs and moved carefully forward and backward

In the rocking chair of swept memories and went for a wild white knuckle ride 

Swayed but not faltering although he swung like a junky...

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Good morning my dear, are you still awake? 
Yes, I know it's quite late but let me make 
it quite clear its not entirely my fault,
I was caught in the rain by the Old Town...

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Blood drips from my weary eyes
Tears weeping for the tyranny of time
Villainy rapped up in the atmosphere
Raping and seducing the innocent without fear.
The baseness of aged old women
And the iniquities of hoary men
Mingling in dirty...

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