Long Winkles Poems
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Patrick O’Flanagan’s covert shenanigans
Make people ask where he gets to at night
There’s a perception that Patrick O’Flanagan
Visits a door with a glowing red light
What people don’t know about Patrick O’Flanagan
Is he has only one goal
Each night at ten to ten, visits his gran again
She does a dance with a pole
Old Ma O’Flanagan dances for Stan and Ben
Over in County Kildare
The nurses and carers all turn a blind eye
As Stan sticks his pension ‘down there’
Pat’s her announcer, he's also her bouncer
He keeps them old fellas in check
Old Ben can get frisky and that’s a bit risky
Unless he desires a sore neck
These is the rules says Patrick O’Flanagan
That shrivelled todger of yours
Grandma will make that old thing come awake again
And you place hard cash down her drawers
But Ben said those wrinkles don’t pep up our winkles
We only watch her to rehearse
For what we might see on the CCTV
When you nip out back with that nurse
Written: July 1st, 2023
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Sublime blue wings made of limestone
Soften your glide in the wind calm zone.
Flying low over the coast in search of prey.
Salted treats for the crab and winkles sway
Floating gently upward on narrow wings
On idyllic blue pearl wings, a seagull flings.
Dancing on the wind's smooth surface.
Flying low over the coast for hunting purposes.
Oh, seagull, seeing you made my heart swell with delight.
Your white wings are so pure and bright.
breeze carelessly through the sky blue.
when you're dancing on the winds that blew.
As you stalk the shore, I revere your overhead view.
Searching for luckless winkles and crabs is so true.
Briny delicacies, a feast fit for a gull,
as you dive and swoop with precision and pull.
Light, nimble wings lift you above the tide.
Gliding with grace, never losing stride
Every act is relevant, and each moment is sublime.
as you navigate the currents of time.
Seagull, your beauty is unrivaled on this site.
As you sail in the sky, your wings are heavenly white.
You bestow a sense of tranquility and peace.
As you glide and soar, your freedom never ceases.
I envy your ability to ascend with ease.
to ride the wind and feel the gentle breeze.
Your presence brings joy, and your grace inspires.
a reminder of nature's wonders and desires.
Slip do dah!
Slip my way
Sliding slick surfing time dismay
Who is to say
When winds blow
Anchors distill today
Carried cases of bait to start the day
Who is to say
How many will I catch today
Prosperity some will pay
Others to fill the baskets of bull winkles tray
Laugh today
Some scenes of life carries scripts plots plays
Legendary short cuts take 1 began gray
But today life begins surpasses grasses blade
Today growth expands creative pathways
Today is the day no more giving gave away
Receiving reception manifested may
Over whelm greater is he who believed this day
Will last for eternities sake
This day smile releases extravagant benefits to stay
Long lasting living life by planned purposes way
We bound down the stairs, out into the light-of-day, and into the blue of the
misty breezes, heavily laden with the smell of wild sea salt roses that grow in
perfusion along the winding road, that bends and turns in gentle lifts and dips to
the other side of the bay, where it crosses the bridge and rises up and winds
away, over the hill.
Overhead the seagulls screech and glide over the ocean spray that washes on
the rocks on the lower banks behind our house along the Fundy Bay, where we
run like the wind through the fields of fresh cut hay and make our way to the
rocky mantle below .
There in the volcanic plateau, worn smooth as glass by the constant rolling
weight of the ocean, is our pool, known by all in our village, as ‘Lizza’s Bathtub’,
created by the eruption of the earth’s inner core, millennia’s ago.
We slip into the still, salty water that has been warmed beneath the blazing sun,
and float with the perry winkles and tiny crabs and listen to the sound of the
ocean, that roars beneath us as it leaves in the receding tide, while we drift
away, in our minds, my little brother the ‘King’ and I, the ‘Queen’ for a day on
the ‘Fundy Bay’.
My mate must have seen the big grin on my face
He said spill it man, is that grin glued in place
I had to confess since the day I got wed
That I’d never had such a good time in bed
I told him I’d tell him but it’s a bit rude
Just spice up your sex life with plenty of food
So take a ring donut, a bagel will do
Just make sure the middle will slip over ‘you’
Some pineapple rings and some dark chocolate sauce
Some hundreds and thousands, and whipped cream of course
Those sprinkles make winkles that look pretty tasty
Your wife will leap on to the bed pretty hasty
It might be quite wobbly so try not to cough
At least till your lady has licked it all off
My mate said it sounds like an orgy in Rome
I can’t hang about I’m going straight home
The next time we met he was wearing a frown
In a hospital bed in a hospital gown
I could tell he was bandaged below the waist
He said my advice he had taken in haste
I followed your plan plus a cherry on top
My wife dropped her nightie but then I said ‘STOP!’
Your food plan, my friend, wasn't good for my health
It looked so damned good that I ate it myself
You are the royal bubbles
In our eyes as your dimples
melt our plight hope we both find
In our minds
Princess
you are the essence
of our love
As our fate dissolves
In your very smiles
Is instilled precious chimes
A bouquet of sweet lullaby
only we can scribe
rare rhymes
from fable shines
are your delight
at night.
your sake
I shake
O baby my princess
of essences
when my succulent flesh of milkiness
flows into your milky teeth of goodness
My hand smoothens your cheek
On which vanilla colour fix
Golden laughter
sweetie you cluster
baby you are the heavenly soulmate
the Lord created till date
to be an heritage
to our earthly lineage.
Your pinky sapphire
shoes catches the desire
Of all who feels
your heels
O my bubu princess
Almighty God sent his angels in excess
colorfully paint you favour
to all your endeavor
our earthy royal measure
can scent your pleasure
You warm
In my arms
your eyes glow
winkles glow
I feel your calm
in my palms.
I see me
you feel me
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