Short Gratis(P) Poems

There lives a pro elegant man of wires
His actions are carried out with pliers
HIS gratis keeps all trouble
Cables turn red, peace double
The electric young man of wires!...

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As a fine frost in the morn
What-is -it at dawn
With fresh-found quail for tea,
Both gratis and free-
Each heaven-sent..meet
Ready to
Eat !

Full story of this vignette @ Ex 16:1-18...

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Ghastly Grave Gathering 

Gran and grandpa are gone
Giving grandchildren gifts
Generations greedy
Guilty, grabbing for gain
Granted gratis gold goods
Girls grovel gracelessly
Gluttonous grandkids grief 

November 2016...

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This is the time psyche,
your gratis getaway into silence;
away from folks, away from
carriers of culture,
the day is spent, the lessons learned,
now you fully reflect on themes you love best:
nighttime, slumber and dreams....

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So hot  this drought
actress actless
active status

campus fratus
student madness
Kansas baptists
tactile stratus
plastic, mattress 
so hot, need drink
lactose liquid
fractus, cactus
gratis,  tractive
fractus, cactus
fastest  lactic
DRINKen cactus...

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A tiny fear of losing or death,
In between where courage lives.
Loving someone on each breath,
And to keep their memories in archive.

How winsome is the moment of dying!
Where you are completely in gratis.
A busy mind will always keep lying,
Where I love my hany in my lattice.
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Gratis for free
your eyes  solitary for the night
Gentle paths, wayward
from sleep standing yet still
There are silhouettes  hiding your smile
lightly brushing your hair

standing by night
keeping your shadows away
Time standing still
sweet smiles as soon as you wish
through the curtain of sleep




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Among poetry’s favored elect,
there are forms that they tend to reject.
With Dangerfield status,
There’s nothing that’s gratis;
A Nantucket gets no respect!

It just needs some polish and class;
Bit more nuance, a little less crass.
We might go back to school,
But I’m nobody’s fool;
We’ll never be head of the class.
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I saw a little nibble
In my mini-pumpkin gourd,
But one small bite is more than
What that gourd can well afford.

The likely culprit (chipmunk?)
Didn’t like the taste he got,
Though just a tiny hole’s enough
To welcome in the rot.

What’s meant as decoration
For a Halloweeny mood
Is, to all non-human creatures,
Nothing more than gratis food....

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The squirrels scamper in the snow
So when they climb the tree,
A dust of whiteness flutters down
Like lace embroidery.

It settles back from whence it came
Until the game resumes
And once again, the threat of havoc
From each squirrel looms.

I'm watching from the windows
On a bright white sunny day
And enjoying, gratis, front row seats
To Nature's matinee....

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FREE FOR ALL part 2
The glass ceiling broken through,
pulled down.Secondary education
free for all.Liberty to learn,gratis
without a charge,unfettered at last 
from privilege and class.To cultivate 
inherent gifts,to be instructed and 
informed.One day in 1944,each
barrier was thrown away.
1944 UK EDUCATION ACT


to me recite these structured phrasis on youtube under my pen name icvhthyschiro...

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Everyone likes something free
And I agree, to some degree,
But sometimes it occurs to me
We’re better off without it.

For if that item seems to be
A freebie, there may be a fee
Or postage; there’s no guarantee,
For fine print doesn’t shout it.

Still, when something’s gratis, we
Can’t pass it up and that’s the key;
When it is offered, we say, “Gee,
Well, thanks!” and don’t you doubt it.
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I eat my cereal from a coffee mug as I wander 'round the house.
I suppose I could do it in public and not look out of place,
just another morning Joe putting something in his face.
I get stomach satisfaction that coffee sippers enjoy,
but with more nutrition,
and fiber.
Though I miss that coffee smell,
with spoon in hand it's all so grand to have my morning java status,
and gratis,
I'm having breakfast as well....

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This life I yield to you, 
engraved in purple prose, 
gratis I divest 
myself of it's encompass.

It has been my home, 
my sanctuary and harbour; 
now altruism drapes 
it's cloak around your shoulders. 

You could grasp it's weave 
and knit unruly sinews, 
shape the empty flesh, 
endow the maiden vessel.

This life I yield to you, 
inert and contemplative, 
awaits envisioned love 
to give it's purpose meaning....

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I ordered a coffee,
My cash in my hand.
The clerk waved it off;
I did not understand.

“Just have a nice Wednesday;
The coffee’s on me,”
He said as I realized
My coffee was free.

I don’t look decrepit
Or homeless or poor,
But much like the others 
In line at the store.

Except for one thing – 
I don’t need to be told
That compared to his customers,
Yes, I am OLD!

You’d think I’d be happy
But all I can say
Is, although I’m a senior,
I’d just as soon pay!...

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We're waiting for the government to change
it's horrifying practice
And take away our money made
for glorifying tactice

That all our money's gone to help
for fortifying latice
When all the things our money's meant
is poorer modes of gratis

So all our time is wealthier
for owner fair'ed access
When all our lives now owned by them
are burried doary factus

So all we take is meant as ours
for story satus maxus
When all our time amounts to breath
for stated glory tactus...

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Called the agent
Booked a flight
Ticket sent me
  ~ late night flight

Packed my belongings
Two(!) free bulging bags
Public trans to the airport
  ~ just a buck trav'lin' stag...

On board ate a meal
Chicken-rice, drink 'n lettuce 
No debit or charge card
  ~ the meal was gratis  

"Sir, have a paper
 or relax with a book
 Watch the latest movie
  ~ Here, have a look..."

Time to deplane now
Flight's over so soon:
Air travel in the '70's
  ~ Silver Bird ... Silver Spoon!...

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