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Best Poems Written by Mr Quipty

Below are the all-time best Mr Quipty poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Robin Blood

oh robin in the tree
one beady eye on me

the other
a bother

for the black bug
wings wrapped snug
on leaf of the Lilac tree
under which we drink our tea

to my eldest I turn
and a story is born 

dear child keep strong
sing loud and long
yon robin has proud chest
for he sang without rest
to save a princess

'Dad!!!!!!!!'


It's true. for once the bird was dour
lived in Royal ground. Feathers brown 
singing to please the princesses crowd
until. Horror. Illness. Proclaimed loud
'Princess was dying having lost 
love for life broken hearts cost'

little bird he loved with all his heart
and by her window a song did start 

inside in a week sickly state
to her beat did the tune relate
and morbid promise was made
that it was to be her final refrain.

the bird sang through the day
and through the night. stay
by her and steady stave
no food or drink did it crave.

For on that wooden sill
a dirty splinter a thorn ill
pressed ever closer into chest
of that songbird that took no rest.

slowly the blood began to seep
and single flow set to creep
along the ledge up to edge
of drop onto sickly hair
shocking the poorly girl sitting there

her eyes filled with pity for another 
that song of love from red chest cover
over fidelity, hope, courage and caring
that lifted her to desire life sharing.

A rush of her own blood carried her
to pull that splinter from the feather
stained forever red
for a life, by love, led.


'Load a Bllx Dad'

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Blood, Ivory and Pearl

shadows slumber as the sun
goes down oversized by a sky
made in a shimmering dusk.

beside me there is your heat.
suddenly sultry moist as the
days sweat cools on my skin.

you turn. orange light makes
lips' pinks ochre to a shade 
covering pearls.

damn your eyes as they
read intention. you
arch and curl a lip slowly
to reveal blood coveting 
ivory.


i am both drying to dust
and, dripping beads urging
to necklace with ivory and
pearls,
as
you finish the smile on my neck
and
complete the
dark.

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Song-Bird

a cage made of silver coloured wires
a metal weave and knots
that together have made a bell

the shape so like has no hammer
but a tiny door closed with
a piece of blackthorn

inside a slim branch hangs
from two thin silver
chains. it swings. slow

and without sound as 
the bird was imagined
and so was the song.

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Some Carbs Or Other

cup me in some sweet condolences 
leave me dusted in saccharin 
after honey licks

there on your lips
autumn burst fruits
and
bruises

my blush of knowing
too much
my rush of tasting
enough
to be hooked on your liqueur 

lips. granulated resistance 
spent.
echo.
fullness empties,
echo.
post
coitus tristesse,
echo

sugar the fruits'
echo

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In a Stroke

rent from the agony
past.

muscle mass made
from joy too.

hangs now deprived
form. Nerves dead.
Dead blood. Hard,
insoluble damns
capillary at
single 
stroke.

higher disfunction 
set on repeat
flickers behind
eyes bright
that do not bare looking

drooping red ring
rheumy. makes a
crust on the lost beauty

cheekbones once 
chalk hills
dressed with
apple trees

are now nursery for flakes
of unstoppable tears

'wipe your eyes old man'

If only you could.

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Spiderwoman X

Kohl your eyes
with soot
Cover yourself 
in girl. I am 
locked in
looking

widow eat me. ha.
flounce and want
extracted from 
propaganda that
made the jail
that holds us

you want the having
complicity on my
dream island. ha.
betrayal from 
behind

annnnngnn release
white into that 
black hole that
society hates
us
to 
love


kiss me spiderwoman
my man will :
be consumed by
trust in 
your fabric
femininity