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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.
Todays Gothic
The dark needs some light
Some neon in the night
Some promises soft flesh provide
The stoker, the nightbird riding over hills
Your mistress, forensics all imbibed
To make your loins pneumatic
Blacks studs and chain just for garnish
Never deminish always start never finish
Leave you screaming for GODS mercy
And then raise the limit
The Satans cross for fools
The needles holes for you to fill
Wiches milkmaid pulls those gallons from your balls
The snorting bull will rise again
White powder dust to...
Some neon in the night
Some promises soft flesh provide
The stoker, the nightbird riding over hills
Your mistress, forensics all imbibed
To make your loins pneumatic
Blacks studs and chain just for garnish
Never deminish always start never finish
Leave you screaming for GODS mercy
And then raise the limit
The Satans cross for fools
The needles holes for you to fill
Wiches milkmaid pulls those gallons from your balls
The snorting bull will rise again
White powder dust to...
#erotic
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Motherhood # Wendell Berry
At five AM the cock had crowed
Petticoats with small pink bows
Tousled hair like tangled straw
Shout up the stairs "now wake up boys"
That mirrors dirt that hides the years
Put it on the list of chores
Pout your lips and blush your cheeks
The rouge fresh air applies for free
Eggs and bacon dance in the pan with glee
That nurcher is my bond my pride
It springs, that flow will not subside
My motherhood of breasts that will provide
Trace of smile across my lips
The heaviness around my hips ...
Petticoats with small pink bows
Tousled hair like tangled straw
Shout up the stairs "now wake up boys"
That mirrors dirt that hides the years
Put it on the list of chores
Pout your lips and blush your cheeks
The rouge fresh air applies for free
Eggs and bacon dance in the pan with glee
That nurcher is my bond my pride
It springs, that flow will not subside
My motherhood of breasts that will provide
Trace of smile across my lips
The heaviness around my hips ...
#love
#family
#WendellBerry
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X marks the spot
Just to to escape the cold and wet
Not Xanadu, that holiday you expect
The swimming pool it had a xanthic tide
Building sites just side by side
From our hallowed walls, that xavarian aplomb
Our cosset but without much sun and palm trees fronds
We need that xenon light shine down
Culture under cloudless sky, whilst suntan brown
To see the xylograph, applaude its style
A type face of calligraphy upon the toilet tile
The xylophone of the mosquito's drone
The ancient xebec boat of shallow draught
Tried sea worthiness, not...
Not Xanadu, that holiday you expect
The swimming pool it had a xanthic tide
Building sites just side by side
From our hallowed walls, that xavarian aplomb
Our cosset but without much sun and palm trees fronds
We need that xenon light shine down
Culture under cloudless sky, whilst suntan brown
To see the xylograph, applaude its style
A type face of calligraphy upon the toilet tile
The xylophone of the mosquito's drone
The ancient xebec boat of shallow draught
Tried sea worthiness, not...
#confusion
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Yours
That child its birth in season we await
And with cripped thanks the yellow ribbon
From the drawer we take
For yueltide with its newly born
Brought echoes of the past
We remember our own son
To yield to the great yaw of grief
That yearn remain so hidden
Self pity the colour of deceased belief
For all the days that yonder stretch
That yardage of footsteps on soft grass
For your yore, now missing all aspects
Of youth, a deprivation fortune stole
The winters gift that now is lost
A welcome home from...
And with cripped thanks the yellow ribbon
From the drawer we take
For yueltide with its newly born
Brought echoes of the past
We remember our own son
To yield to the great yaw of grief
That yearn remain so hidden
Self pity the colour of deceased belief
For all the days that yonder stretch
That yardage of footsteps on soft grass
For your yore, now missing all aspects
Of youth, a deprivation fortune stole
The winters gift that now is lost
A welcome home from...
#regret
#grief
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Ode to Pablo Picasso # Federeco Garcia Lorca
Obtruse angles fall the slanted eyes
Tears like lemons castrated from the tree
Franco's crow of broken strings
Guernica is that post mortem
Bull rings echo's with the last Ole - Ole - Ole
Squeezed Pigment tube, no top
Loves lost, frames fractured insanity
That awash turned to the wall
Encased past ducks and drakes
Sunset groom departs
Caricatures of black doves
Origami folds so sharp
Palette with its drying worms
Hangings in the Mausoleum
Remembered vivid images of being
reflections on...
Tears like lemons castrated from the tree
Franco's crow of broken strings
Guernica is that post mortem
Bull rings echo's with the last Ole - Ole - Ole
Squeezed Pigment tube, no top
Loves lost, frames fractured insanity
That awash turned to the wall
Encased past ducks and drakes
Sunset groom departs
Caricatures of black doves
Origami folds so sharp
Palette with its drying worms
Hangings in the Mausoleum
Remembered vivid images of being
reflections on...
#memorial
#FedericaGarciaLorca
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Gaia (haiku)
Hers was earth and sky
Bounty. storm and all sunshine
To disown forlorn
Bounty. storm and all sunshine
To disown forlorn
#haiku
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Money spider
That aracnid. its just plain brown
But luck will fall where it drops down
I am so deprived of Wonga
Like dry ice it dissapeared and its a goner
Alight on me from any dark corner
My empty pockets so to honour
Left your web to stretch your legs
Let me be your landing pad
My luck to spin in silken threads
Its nurture was in vaults of banks
The interest to donate, one thinks !
So to distribute at its whims
A small windfall from Brinks-Mat
Perched on spindles dressed with hair
Its speed so fast, are you prepared ?
Screams...
But luck will fall where it drops down
I am so deprived of Wonga
Like dry ice it dissapeared and its a goner
Alight on me from any dark corner
My empty pockets so to honour
Left your web to stretch your legs
Let me be your landing pad
My luck to spin in silken threads
Its nurture was in vaults of banks
The interest to donate, one thinks !
So to distribute at its whims
A small windfall from Brinks-Mat
Perched on spindles dressed with hair
Its speed so fast, are you prepared ?
Screams...
#hope
#money
#scary
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The orchard
In the begining god did plant
An orchard but of one
it sprung from ground with twig and branch
He looked on with grace
And said and now its done
So blessed a sapling fast it grew
Of buds profuse abound
The limbs entwined as the sun shone down
And all of natures paradise was new
There was Eden all around
One tree spawn all forest
Wood to conceal all seeds that fall
Adam and the Eve the flesh and blood
A fig leaf because he was modest
Its spread to cover all
Springs blossom how they...
An orchard but of one
it sprung from ground with twig and branch
He looked on with grace
And said and now its done
So blessed a sapling fast it grew
Of buds profuse abound
The limbs entwined as the sun shone down
And all of natures paradise was new
There was Eden all around
One tree spawn all forest
Wood to conceal all seeds that fall
Adam and the Eve the flesh and blood
A fig leaf because he was modest
Its spread to cover all
Springs blossom how they...
#trees
#nature
#God
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Our Secret
The ever open bag of sweets
The hugs you thought were love
Come my dear have one of these
Unwrapped a mind of putrid scum
A lick of my ice cream
And blow the dandelion clock away
Our secret to not share, no way
A relative, an uncle
How brief the accidental fumble
Too embarrassed to feel dishevelled
All family must stay together
That secret locked his guilty pleasure
To sit upon the lap and watch
Cartoons you loved so much
Just...
The hugs you thought were love
Come my dear have one of these
Unwrapped a mind of putrid scum
A lick of my ice cream
And blow the dandelion clock away
Our secret to not share, no way
A relative, an uncle
How brief the accidental fumble
Too embarrassed to feel dishevelled
All family must stay together
That secret locked his guilty pleasure
To sit upon the lap and watch
Cartoons you loved so much
Just...
#abuse
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Dawn (Haiku)
Glowing blush strikes west
Sees the planet now half dressed
Birdsong welcomes it
Sees the planet now half dressed
Birdsong welcomes it
#nature
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Frozen
It seemed to be so popular the disney hit
Everyone sings the song and thinks its great
A magick tale to dress with that blue skirt
And glorify that snow queens estate
Hans Christian Andersens he wrote
A tale with morals at their heart
Good to triumph over evils in each book
My frozen epic I will chart
The walking stick is the wand I carry
The attack its random nature varies
My aid to help me run not tarry
To snails pace that speed it is not hairy
Of frost desends upon the...
Everyone sings the song and thinks its great
A magick tale to dress with that blue skirt
And glorify that snow queens estate
Hans Christian Andersens he wrote
A tale with morals at their heart
Good to triumph over evils in each book
My frozen epic I will chart
The walking stick is the wand I carry
The attack its random nature varies
My aid to help me run not tarry
To snails pace that speed it is not hairy
Of frost desends upon the...
#illness
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Forget-me-not`s (Interrment of ashes)
As we stand, just our small group
Brave echo's trail of a life well spent
And in out minds remember her
The time when they were two not one
The split the wounds that wartime claimed
And revive that cracked mosaic
Some may cry and some be stoic
Just reunite of what remains
That togetherness of spirits not alone
Honour wishes and sigh our last goodbyes
The open ground of tears that dried
Seeds of what you were and meant
We cast where you will be interred
And so to sprout Forget-me -not's ...
Brave echo's trail of a life well spent
And in out minds remember her
The time when they were two not one
The split the wounds that wartime claimed
And revive that cracked mosaic
Some may cry and some be stoic
Just reunite of what remains
That togetherness of spirits not alone
Honour wishes and sigh our last goodbyes
The open ground of tears that dried
Seeds of what you were and meant
We cast where you will be interred
And so to sprout Forget-me -not's ...
#graveyard
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