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Poet Introduction classic rhyming stuff been called a realism poet. No axes to grind, chips on shoulders un-found, just like the fun of writing stuff down, safe in the sanctuary here Deep Underground.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
Today 9:05am
Today 9:05am
Arachnid V the conker
Some things attract and some repel
now listen to my gruesome tale
with hairy legs they lurk ensconced
and who can guess there inner wants
To scare us witless seems their plan
and what defence can we command
now old wives know a thing or two
and pass there secrets on to you
For you must seek the woods and forage
amongst the deciduous giants of the forest
as they rain their fruit upon the ground
and happy children all surround
For they seek the shining orb
for game and sport when they are bored
in spikey...
now listen to my gruesome tale
with hairy legs they lurk ensconced
and who can guess there inner wants
To scare us witless seems their plan
and what defence can we command
now old wives know a thing or two
and pass there secrets on to you
For you must seek the woods and forage
amongst the deciduous giants of the forest
as they rain their fruit upon the ground
and happy children all surround
For they seek the shining orb
for game and sport when they are bored
in spikey...
#trees
#nature
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3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
Yesterday 2:09pm
Yesterday 2:09pm
The quiet yet to come
When all the Gods of war have been appeased
flawed mankind find true sanctuary
and value life as mortals should
reflect on faith, no history of shadow cast
old battle scars not be pursued
and all old wounds be healed at last
the river of all graveyard tears be dried
tipped headstones bid a brighter sky
the thorn of pain to give new birth
bright hope; for each and all, our self interpret
arrive, and wisdom open up our eyes
inheritance, the give, the gift of compromise
flawed mankind find true sanctuary
and value life as mortals should
reflect on faith, no history of shadow cast
old battle scars not be pursued
and all old wounds be healed at last
the river of all graveyard tears be dried
tipped headstones bid a brighter sky
the thorn of pain to give new birth
bright hope; for each and all, our self interpret
arrive, and wisdom open up our eyes
inheritance, the give, the gift of compromise
#peace
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Sep 2020 7:09pm
21st Sep 2020 7:09pm
Not in the sights
Hold out hold out and bite your tongue
the heckles rise that is so wrong
sing a hymn, a lamp that shone
And we should heed the candle flame
its transience, flickering in hopes proclaim
and war not spoil the whole domain
Ploughshares from the melted guns
the ammunition quiet not the screaming thud
the graveyard still, not turned a sod
No eye to line the sights that point
treaties signed with handshakes joint
and conflict never come to haunt
The doves of love go flutter free
sprigs of olive twig,...
the heckles rise that is so wrong
sing a hymn, a lamp that shone
And we should heed the candle flame
its transience, flickering in hopes proclaim
and war not spoil the whole domain
Ploughshares from the melted guns
the ammunition quiet not the screaming thud
the graveyard still, not turned a sod
No eye to line the sights that point
treaties signed with handshakes joint
and conflict never come to haunt
The doves of love go flutter free
sprigs of olive twig,...
#conflict
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3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Sep 2020 11:38am
21st Sep 2020 11:38am
Labels
Scribblers doodlers
synthetic influencers
the newly dog eared
scrawled placards waving in disarray
The tick-tock flock
prancing poodle fancier
handbag pets
just credit scores your main index
Plastic stash
no dirty coins just swipe and dash
self worth
check your look is never dearth
bitcoin just virtual denial
new age
old money now on trial
spend and spend for your survival
Hashtags that just brag
inconsequential silage
twitter without glitter
trolling F/B's chitter chatter ...
synthetic influencers
the newly dog eared
scrawled placards waving in disarray
The tick-tock flock
prancing poodle fancier
handbag pets
just credit scores your main index
Plastic stash
no dirty coins just swipe and dash
self worth
check your look is never dearth
bitcoin just virtual denial
new age
old money now on trial
spend and spend for your survival
Hashtags that just brag
inconsequential silage
twitter without glitter
trolling F/B's chitter chatter ...
#identity
#satirical
30 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Sep 2020 8:43pm
17th Sep 2020 8:43pm
Quasimodo dilemma
His hands clasped over his ears
as they called the rich and poor to prayer,
crying for the pain to stop
from the ore when it was cast
in the foundry as molten metal splashed.
Did god condone each single burn
weary hands as they hammered it to pitch,
It will strike just like a torch
the flame of music at its source,
reverberating like dirt upon the coffin's lid.
A liturgy, a clean unsoiled handkerchief
torn with the frequency of pinking shears.
The bell ringer counts the score
in black...
as they called the rich and poor to prayer,
crying for the pain to stop
from the ore when it was cast
in the foundry as molten metal splashed.
Did god condone each single burn
weary hands as they hammered it to pitch,
It will strike just like a torch
the flame of music at its source,
reverberating like dirt upon the coffin's lid.
A liturgy, a clean unsoiled handkerchief
torn with the frequency of pinking shears.
The bell ringer counts the score
in black...
#hope
#inspirational
#respect #AliceFulton
#respect #AliceFulton
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Sep 2020 9:45am
17th Sep 2020 9:45am
The day the fair came to town
Gaudy music leaves a stain
the generators powering its gauche proclaims
steam organs dressed with wooden drummers
automaton all the bandstand playing Souza
the music like the rides swirl your emotions
a Scottish reel with kilt a blowing
undulating like the waltzer
a swarthy grin that spins the seat
screaming like the noon express
abandon in delights volumptuosness
bright youth however old you are
dislodge a coco-nut so shy
a soft toy, a prize, sizzling like burger fries
a kiss as soft as candy floss ...
the generators powering its gauche proclaims
steam organs dressed with wooden drummers
automaton all the bandstand playing Souza
the music like the rides swirl your emotions
a Scottish reel with kilt a blowing
undulating like the waltzer
a swarthy grin that spins the seat
screaming like the noon express
abandon in delights volumptuosness
bright youth however old you are
dislodge a coco-nut so shy
a soft toy, a prize, sizzling like burger fries
a kiss as soft as candy floss ...
#dreams
#memories
21 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Sep 2020 9:14pm
16th Sep 2020 9:14pm
Peas in a pod
Peas in a pod
#brother
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4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Sep 2020 8:36am
15th Sep 2020 8:36am
Dark days of lent
Behold when all the jingle
fell like shooting stars
and planets bound in their conjunction
signs the god of Mars
Delilah cut Samson's hair
took the treasure that was there
the strength I had the arms that wrap
embers glow to always know
hold the ticket close in a breast pocket
and search in vain when it got lost
the blocked phone with a text
I'm on the train is dinner on?
the Judas that was her shalom
remember her unkempt and ruffled
pink spring blossom blown
petals stolen by the imps of doubt
tore my heart;...
fell like shooting stars
and planets bound in their conjunction
signs the god of Mars
Delilah cut Samson's hair
took the treasure that was there
the strength I had the arms that wrap
embers glow to always know
hold the ticket close in a breast pocket
and search in vain when it got lost
the blocked phone with a text
I'm on the train is dinner on?
the Judas that was her shalom
remember her unkempt and ruffled
pink spring blossom blown
petals stolen by the imps of doubt
tore my heart;...
#heartbroken
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STORY POEM
Published
14th Sep 2020 8:58am
14th Sep 2020 8:58am
The grand master
The white knight on a trusty steed
that can leap and jump with ease
and bow and scrape to kings and queens
the white or black pawns born lesbians
or be gay and not be prude
in that advance be misconstrued
taken down by the dirty rook
trapped and couldn't cock a snook
or bishop that has been defrocked
and left exposed by his own flock
soon castled, a defensive move
threaten, and to be repelled
blood was spilt as the pieces fell
the war it raged between white and black
casualties in piles were stacked
sacrificed to...
that can leap and jump with ease
and bow and scrape to kings and queens
the white or black pawns born lesbians
or be gay and not be prude
in that advance be misconstrued
taken down by the dirty rook
trapped and couldn't cock a snook
or bishop that has been defrocked
and left exposed by his own flock
soon castled, a defensive move
threaten, and to be repelled
blood was spilt as the pieces fell
the war it raged between white and black
casualties in piles were stacked
sacrificed to...
#sports
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Sep 2020 4:18pm
12th Sep 2020 4:18pm
Halloween
The leaves have turned from green to ginger
autumns creeps with its cold fingers
the equinox past and natures hand
inexorable, looking for a place to camp
Bring the first dew to the gravestones
freshly carved and hardly cold
through the yew trees, an east wind moaned
the spirits day, be arriving as foretold
Druids clad in robes a flowing
chanting as they praised the runes
brought the wood and laid the kindling
invoke the power of the moon
On the the date that greets the cusp
the stocking net tween...
autumns creeps with its cold fingers
the equinox past and natures hand
inexorable, looking for a place to camp
Bring the first dew to the gravestones
freshly carved and hardly cold
through the yew trees, an east wind moaned
the spirits day, be arriving as foretold
Druids clad in robes a flowing
chanting as they praised the runes
brought the wood and laid the kindling
invoke the power of the moon
On the the date that greets the cusp
the stocking net tween...
#Halloween
#pagan
#witches
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3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Sep 2020 8:11am
12th Sep 2020 8:11am
Joined at the hip (tanka)
Words carved on headstone
: missing shoe one of a pair
strife cant be appeased
just limping on , broken down
my inconsolable loss:
: missing shoe one of a pair
strife cant be appeased
just limping on , broken down
my inconsolable loss:
#tanka
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2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Sep 2020 8:32am
9th Sep 2020 8:32am
The grey geese
As we sat, the writing group
on Par beach between the water and the land
kind gradient, a gentle slope
conversation trickled like grains of sand
Beneath our fingers ,do you suppose, September's cool
and idle thoughts of inspiration rose
sky and clouds we wandered in that vestibule
the sinking sun drew that day unto a close
And low on the horizon's curve
we squinted held a hand to our forehead
the arrowhead without a swerve
in stately progress, straight ahead
I cried with glee "grey geese I see"
the dogs still...
on Par beach between the water and the land
kind gradient, a gentle slope
conversation trickled like grains of sand
Beneath our fingers ,do you suppose, September's cool
and idle thoughts of inspiration rose
sky and clouds we wandered in that vestibule
the sinking sun drew that day unto a close
And low on the horizon's curve
we squinted held a hand to our forehead
the arrowhead without a swerve
in stately progress, straight ahead
I cried with glee "grey geese I see"
the dogs still...
#birds
#nature
27 reads
4 Comments
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