Short Nigel Poems

Eyes
intent
small face scrunched
in concentration
little fingers working hard
"Look Mommy, I've tied my shoes all by myself!"





Inspired by Nigel Fawcetts PRIME-ary School contest...

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Frogs
And snails
Don’t belong
On a teacher’s chair
Neither should snakes or small newts
Be slithering in Becky Peterson’s hair!




* Placed 2nd in Nigel Fawcett's contest, "PRIME-ary School"....

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The cat 
Sat 
On the mat

A profound piece of work  

By Nigel P. Fox 
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Acceptance

Red 
Headed 
Little girl
Always last in line
Laughed at by the other kids
Blue eyes pleading for acceptance from her peers.






Inspired by the poerty contest
Prime-ary School by Nigel Fawcett...

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She is far too Left.

Once I thought I saw her lurch
to the Right -
it might have been
too much tequila.

She eats fancy ice creams
and does not care to share.
Generally speaking
she is against everything.

Politics came between us:
His name was Nigel....

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Nigel likes to talk about planes
And trains and motorbikes.
He has a few friends
Who like the same.
I say to him: "Why does the piston go up and down?"
He tells me,
But I don't really understand.
I go back to my poetry books
And let my imagination soar.
While Nigel gets on his bike and makes it roar....

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The world is filled with too much greed and HATE.
So many are never satisfied with what they HAVE.
Was man happier when he lived in a CAVE?
I want to live my life within a gentle, caring COVE.
I will make my heart a place where the greatest possession is LOVE.





Inspired by Nigel Fawcett and Christie Moses'
Word Morph Contest...

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Great victory, Boris!
Still reading Horace?
Dear me, Jeremy,
his own worst enemy.
And Nigel Farage?
 must be still at large.
Has Donald Trump
got caught in a sump?
Is Vladimir Putin
for world power still rootin'?
Emmanuel Macron
is still getting on.
Angela Merkel
rhymes with "Ferkel'.
which means little pig.'
Who cares a fig?
Do we live in a time
when nothing can rhyme?...

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In nineteen fifty one, brother Nigel 
died while mother gave him birth.
Folks didn't to talk to one another,
but bore their trauma deep beneath.

"Best less said," her father's words 
standing stiffly by her bed. "Press on,
my girl, forget the past and 
make the best. Nothing to be done."

Each year 'til our dear mother died
she talked of Nigel' s death.
She said she'd never even cried,
but did what father said was best....

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