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Best Poems Written by Clive Culverhouse

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Hey Ho Does An Octopus Know POTD

hey ho
does an octopus know
how to juggle with eight cups and saucers
and the fish watching him
while the elephants swim
then he juggles with a turtle and tortoise

then ho hey
does the octopus say
I can do this all day round in circles
but an ache in my arm 
in my arm, in my arm 
and so on through all eight tentacles

so hey ho
let the octopus go
to bed nice and early with honey
to rest and recline
for a considerable time
so he doesn’t feel worn out and funny

ho hey
and a new octopus day
refreshed and all ready to juggle
so with cups and with saucers
a turtle and tortoise
but the elephant’s splash makes him struggle

hey hey
that’s not fair that’s not fair
so the octopus went somewhere quieter
where he practised a lot
and a lot more than not
and so now he’s a pro entertainer

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In The Nick Of Time POTD

the day I died
was a rainy one
but the sun came out
in the nick of time
I can laugh about it now
but it was a worry

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Collective Noun For Poets

A melancholy of poets
A suffering of poets
A torment of poets
A provoking thought of poets

An expression of poets
An inspiration of poets

A rhyme of poets
A verse of poets
A stanza of poets

An anthology of poets
A poem of poets

We are all poets
however some of us
go to the trouble
of writing it down

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Many Coffees Go Cold - Reality Explained

the things you both see
you all see 
is merely a continuity safeguard 
one of the laws written in to prevent chaos
we can't have multiple lifeforms occupying the same space all seeing and experiencing something different
it just wouldn't work
so we've set impulses to align where and whenever possible
sure as hell easier when you lot are on your own
takes a heap of pressure off the system
that way we suspend everyone else
they're not needed
you don't surely think they're individually living do you
no, just on hold, paused 
until you're no longer on your own
then we have our work cut out again
and many coffees go cold

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When Life Is A Meme

like a selfie 
that wasn’t taken
I’m the guy in the street

I know 
you’re captioning me
from your side of the road

and the shops 
with their massive eyes
are making me too viral

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Tinnitus - A Raging Discourse On Loud

the whole world is happening at the same time
every conversation, every bird call, every lion roar
every everything bunched up to oneness in my head
I carry the white noise of distance wherever I go
I am an out of tune radio coursing through debris
and tin whistle high notes playing one key in harmony
that is my head, that is my thunderstorm in stereo
imagine a life having to speak over an orchestra

but there is a beauty and stability to hearing
all the insects of the world crawling along
simultaneously with every wave and fish fuzz in water
wait, I think I can hear the flowers growing
the leaves falling, the sand rearranging on every beach
though if it can happen a little less loudly
so it doesn’t fill my every second, that would be ok
now, and it has taken sleeplessness, 
I am privy to galactic secrets, the gods are chattering
all at once so I’m none the wiser for the cacophony
just full of loud

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A Tree Grows Tall POTD

            A tree grows tall

              grows strong

                braves all

                the good

                 the bad

     sometimes I'm not a tree

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Soothsayer

sight... 
a prophet's mark unsheathed
radiant, quell the shadow's scream
her lips were never meant for me
in auguries 
... blood uncharted

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Poet POTD

I'm a flower tickler
with a flower tickler's thumb
like my dog before me
although he's more of a philanthropist
than a poet, but, like him, I too bark
my greenery of colours when needed
and tickle flowers

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All At Sea

all at sea, my restive heart
waters are calm, but in calmness
   moored 
the bounty of a lover's soliloquy
raging torrents bequeath a joy 
you ask of beauty's tapestry, guided
yet do I seek
yet do I fold in conjecture
nature's bliss, consuming waves
   please...
   I ask in limerence
and we, ships sail away