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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.
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
Today 6:40am
Today 6:40am
The Matriarch
Crowns with heads so full of curlers
scepter and orb a dustpan and brush
When things need to multi task
You cant ask a man to do all that
Handbag full of mysteries
A selection of white lies
Not fall flat upon our face
But on your toes to rise
The apron strings tied to our heart
A nurcher bigger than Wall Mart
Indelible the will transforms
The roses and the thorns
Clasp the stems and bleed unseen
Be resolute and show no pain
Emotion deep within her grain
Of feminine, in that wake I sail
...
scepter and orb a dustpan and brush
When things need to multi task
You cant ask a man to do all that
Handbag full of mysteries
A selection of white lies
Not fall flat upon our face
But on your toes to rise
The apron strings tied to our heart
A nurcher bigger than Wall Mart
Indelible the will transforms
The roses and the thorns
Clasp the stems and bleed unseen
Be resolute and show no pain
Emotion deep within her grain
Of feminine, in that wake I sail
...
#feminism
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th Jun 2019 6:02pm
25th Jun 2019 6:02pm
Open heart surgery
Smiles and a kind word. a hug that disarms
Wishings fairy footsteps did thay play a part
The tinkling ripples of your dreams and hopes
When expectation outweighs the punches that life throws
Prostrate your emotions lay it all on the line
Togetherness signed and always be entwined
The candles have burned and a chill in the air
Wipe off the dust, was it shine or just a supreficial glare
No kind words like plasters can patch or repair
The tears you knitted and dropped in despair
An organ so damaged a pulse left so weak
The...
Wishings fairy footsteps did thay play a part
The tinkling ripples of your dreams and hopes
When expectation outweighs the punches that life throws
Prostrate your emotions lay it all on the line
Togetherness signed and always be entwined
The candles have burned and a chill in the air
Wipe off the dust, was it shine or just a supreficial glare
No kind words like plasters can patch or repair
The tears you knitted and dropped in despair
An organ so damaged a pulse left so weak
The...
#breakup
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Jun 2019 10:38pm
23rd Jun 2019 10:38pm
The sleeper
Fleet St headlines shout in red
the eleventh hour. hold the front page
we have got the inside track
scoop! put all hacks flat on their backs
the phone all ringing off the wall
a melt down gripping all Whitehall
At MI5 they scratched their heads
how could we mitigate this mess
deflection and evasivness seemed best
there may be some collateral thats lost
and us the innocents that pay that cost
Sleepers like a fifth brigade
the man that sits next on the train
carrying a Lugar or a Smith and Wesson ...
the eleventh hour. hold the front page
we have got the inside track
scoop! put all hacks flat on their backs
the phone all ringing off the wall
a melt down gripping all Whitehall
At MI5 they scratched their heads
how could we mitigate this mess
deflection and evasivness seemed best
there may be some collateral thats lost
and us the innocents that pay that cost
Sleepers like a fifth brigade
the man that sits next on the train
carrying a Lugar or a Smith and Wesson ...
#HumanRights
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Jun 2019 12:55pm
21st Jun 2019 12:55pm
Beholding
A margin in an outline drawn
a stamp the perfect form of mint
for that shine no others fit
A mold that will draw the eye
and stands outside envy and chide
Gods hold an accolade
For a Godiva bare she comes
tresses hide her generous charms
and ride through all, no sense of shame
Show what ideals could achieve
a spouse so snubbed
taxes that should be repeeled
Not to pillory but cheer
for woman built of iron will
a form for history to acclaim
That whistfull exibition ...
a stamp the perfect form of mint
for that shine no others fit
A mold that will draw the eye
and stands outside envy and chide
Gods hold an accolade
For a Godiva bare she comes
tresses hide her generous charms
and ride through all, no sense of shame
Show what ideals could achieve
a spouse so snubbed
taxes that should be repeeled
Not to pillory but cheer
for woman built of iron will
a form for history to acclaim
That whistfull exibition ...
#feminism
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Jun 2019 9:33am
20th Jun 2019 9:33am
My pandoras BOX
For sometimes some thing are better hidden, kept near your heart like hair from your lovers locks
A suburban life of robotics
When your master is upon you wrist counting down the drudgery of the cart and never ending shopping list
Stress when you develop a nervous twitch, start to think in shades of pink
The lie that self indulgance will boost self confidence, shit flush down the toilet won't return again
It always comes back again to stick and stink
Agnostic faith thats just a broken cross
Hold a banner just to toe the line
Your shrink will say the it...
A suburban life of robotics
When your master is upon you wrist counting down the drudgery of the cart and never ending shopping list
Stress when you develop a nervous twitch, start to think in shades of pink
The lie that self indulgance will boost self confidence, shit flush down the toilet won't return again
It always comes back again to stick and stink
Agnostic faith thats just a broken cross
Hold a banner just to toe the line
Your shrink will say the it...
#confessional
#SelfReflection
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4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Jun 2019 2:55pm
19th Jun 2019 2:55pm
Gun lobby
Gun lobby there with a white wash brush
That armourments are the nations wish
Faith is an AK47 with a hair trigger
High noon forever and ever
That armourments are the nations wish
Faith is an AK47 with a hair trigger
High noon forever and ever
#violence
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1 Comment
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
19th Jun 2019 9:04am
19th Jun 2019 9:04am
Amongst the graveyard ghosts # Sharon olds
Walking down the potholed road
Just me and lonlely steps. corns were pinching
New shoes just for vanitys sake
Swearing" the white ones fitted like a glove"
Do you think that God would care
He was never at home when you called
Come self doubts, question marks fall capsized
Prayers screemed from quavering lips
The lych gate creaked
It signaled the road to come
Some carried crying, and some in white
Confetti and rice in your pockets
The gravestones they tell another tale
Why do they tilt
Stop it she thought, gilt or pleasure...
Just me and lonlely steps. corns were pinching
New shoes just for vanitys sake
Swearing" the white ones fitted like a glove"
Do you think that God would care
He was never at home when you called
Come self doubts, question marks fall capsized
Prayers screemed from quavering lips
The lych gate creaked
It signaled the road to come
Some carried crying, and some in white
Confetti and rice in your pockets
The gravestones they tell another tale
Why do they tilt
Stop it she thought, gilt or pleasure...
#SelfReflection
25 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Jun 2019 11:00am
18th Jun 2019 11:00am
Avatar
I cast around and see strange shapes
Cutouts of our writing hopes
Of plastic surgery applied
To be seen from our best side
Interpretations with strange names
I see a long and tapered shadow
an arm thats waving a hello
who is this underhanded fellow
appologies SLIP
Cutouts of our writing hopes
Of plastic surgery applied
To be seen from our best side
Interpretations with strange names
I see a long and tapered shadow
an arm thats waving a hello
who is this underhanded fellow
appologies SLIP
#identity
30 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Jun 2019 9:25am
18th Jun 2019 9:25am
Time to hug a tree
Spring and summers bounty
Carved notches of the girls Iv'e mounted
For in that arboretum I have laid
And courted many a fair young maid
Laid a trail to my egos hide
For the bramble and wild rose
And taste the sweet dew that falls
The ruptured hymen of first intercourse
The fungi spore it grows
Its mushroom head in the night and dawn
My loins will emulate that rise
and keep those maids well satisfied
Saplings bend and blow around
my hardwood...
Carved notches of the girls Iv'e mounted
For in that arboretum I have laid
And courted many a fair young maid
Laid a trail to my egos hide
For the bramble and wild rose
And taste the sweet dew that falls
The ruptured hymen of first intercourse
The fungi spore it grows
Its mushroom head in the night and dawn
My loins will emulate that rise
and keep those maids well satisfied
Saplings bend and blow around
my hardwood...
#abuse
35 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Jun 2019 4:05pm
16th Jun 2019 4:05pm
Flamenco #Frederico Garcia Lorca
Castanets, pulsing blood and coursing
Regina for the veins
Stabs a rhythm
Passion of ivory carved outlines
Deaths arrogance the haughtiness caresses
Cuban heels, hearts stamped crashendo
Puppetiers we danced
To winds that strummed
Plectrum on the strings of fate
Rat-ta-ta long fingers that gesticulate
Bare the beast of inuendo
Flames that lick from our flamenco
That we will kiss in love and hate
Regina for the veins
Stabs a rhythm
Passion of ivory carved outlines
Deaths arrogance the haughtiness caresses
Cuban heels, hearts stamped crashendo
Puppetiers we danced
To winds that strummed
Plectrum on the strings of fate
Rat-ta-ta long fingers that gesticulate
Bare the beast of inuendo
Flames that lick from our flamenco
That we will kiss in love and hate
#passion
36 reads
7 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Jun 2019 5:27pm
12th Jun 2019 5:27pm
Northern light
From the grey and clagging mist
For in that swirl a glimpse of bliss
Comes my idol poetess
A shaft of script through the fogs morass
Her words indent upon the heart
And spin a web to hold you fast
A view from where the eagle flies
Graceful in the updraught and the dive
With the grit of mother earth
Take you on a trascendental ride
Perspective only Gods have forged
Senses lifted to the clouds
From the forest archetypal echoes
Tales of ancestry tied to tomorrows
Elves and...
For in that swirl a glimpse of bliss
Comes my idol poetess
A shaft of script through the fogs morass
Her words indent upon the heart
And spin a web to hold you fast
A view from where the eagle flies
Graceful in the updraught and the dive
With the grit of mother earth
Take you on a trascendental ride
Perspective only Gods have forged
Senses lifted to the clouds
From the forest archetypal echoes
Tales of ancestry tied to tomorrows
Elves and...
#WritingPoetry
34 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Jun 2019 9:52am
12th Jun 2019 9:52am
In the machine
Human but part automation
Platform that you play upon
PS4 thats home sweet home
Real life, all in there to load
Fantasy, reactions claws are sharpen
Doorstep quest that now swings open
All my characters, full of life
And push the play, adrenaline download we crave
Here we go driving with sound effects
In the war zone in the traffic
All the action it is frantic
Somthing with a sense of rush
Not lightweight like Candy Crush
Bored housewives with potato chips
Spin the roulette wheel to get their kicks ...
Platform that you play upon
PS4 thats home sweet home
Real life, all in there to load
Fantasy, reactions claws are sharpen
Doorstep quest that now swings open
All my characters, full of life
And push the play, adrenaline download we crave
Here we go driving with sound effects
In the war zone in the traffic
All the action it is frantic
Somthing with a sense of rush
Not lightweight like Candy Crush
Bored housewives with potato chips
Spin the roulette wheel to get their kicks ...
#motivational
#luck
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