Short Moats Poems

Political life isn't cheap
moats are costly to clean when their deep
big bucks for a porn movie
and a duck house thats groovy,
it's enough to make Gordon Brown weep....

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petals and petticoats
mimes and marigots
blossoms and bubble boats
coal buckets and car coats
frazzle fritzes and fuzzy floats
germinating grouchy goats
muzzle loading mischief moats
ostracize ostrich’s olive oats...

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To succumb to one's own pride, 
Or to the ferrying tides?
To hold on, you must decide, 
That this journey's worth the ride. 

Often times I see these boats
Stuck on sandbars, sometimes moats,
They can hardly stay afloat,
Yet somehow, onward they go....

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Pounding, rushing waterfall
White foam mist creates a wall
For hidden creatures down under deep,
Where fairies and elves crawl and creep.
Unicorns with gleaming coats
Tiny castles with puddles for moats
If you look closer, you can see
A world behind a long-lost key....

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worn-out dreams and briny tears
 
hung upon the moon
 
sorely borne from long-held fears
 
they lit the night of June
 
with silvered light of sour notes
 
that echoed from her soul
 
and fell as rain to lie in moats
 
around the life he stole...

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We have been coaxed by honeyed words,
Deranged by colonized thoughts, my sons.
Our sinews have furnished their bans
While we are submerged in poverty’s fangs.

You hold to each others’ throat
Nourished with daggers from intruders’ moats. 
Is this how you want My bloodline to end?...

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Global warming--an idea that stinks
Sea water that's not in the sinks
you have permission
for carbon emission
But what if it's your land that shrinks?

Global warming--an idea that floats
Coast houses soon will be house boats
That pricey abode
Became a commode
Just inland roads transform to moats...

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Ogre The Castle Moats Beast.

Snails and slugs
all kinds of bugs
earwigs, spiders and worms
jellied eels in slimy bogs you know
the kind that like to squirm.
anyone will be a treat for me
as on each I love to feast
I'm big and I'm lumpy
I'm fat and I'm bumpy
I'm Ogre the Castle Moats Beast.
Grrrrrr....

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Across the moats of light year spaces,
Across the dark of the earthbound skies,
Starlight leaves just the faintest traces
Collecting softly upon my eyes.

Dimmed in brilliance by the nearer moon
They are lost in distance, and dwarfed in size,
And I, like them, am in other places
And will not be back anytime soon....

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Door to Nowhere


Royalty have Chateau’s
With moats and drawbridges

Artists have colors
Paints and brushes and dreams

The poor have soup
And Marie's gateau’s

The lonely have open doors
To nowhere

I let my baguette go hard and stale
So I could stab myself with nourishment

As my blood flows slowly
Through that door with no hope

I with no rope, fade away...

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Sitting near the ocean's edge,
with my ever present pad and pen,
I watch a lugworm burrow down
through the muddy cracks and crevices
in the wet sand, perhaps creating his own  
underground moats and castles.

And like this lowly lugworm, I, too,
burrow down through the sand, searching
in every crack, cranny and crevice
for just the right word to finish my poem.

I run my fingers through the sand,
each grain a word....

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When the final sunset happens
when the moon no longer shines
when the castle moats are empty 
all anger will decline 

When the lunar sin
is counted
and death is in defeat
all our dragons will be slain
and laying at our feet

No harm be our incentive 
into the dark we creep
crying demons
rising from the deep
cats mewling
no more belonging
to the rose or tulip
they lay upon the heap
dead dreams

We forever more shall sleep...

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Digging moats for the sandcastles
Drifwood floats. Breezes blow my
Damp, sticky hair with seagulls
Swooping down and around

I keep working, listening to their
Soulful cries. Small life peppers
White sand, scampering into abandoned
Homes. Waves break crashing to shore

Ocean spray splashes over my face
The moats flood and the boats sink

Tall castle walls are diminishing
Back onto the warm sand under my feet
I feel cleansed free and grounded...

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