Say I’m into Pamela Anderson’s bikini thong
They painted her on the side of a bomb
Females don’t belong
On the side of double barrel bombs
Say America can do no wrong
When Mr. propaganda sings his song
And Tony’s quick to chant that out
Flashing ice white teeth like bathroom grout
with buzzing Hitler hands that twist and shout
the articulate mover
the Brussels sprout
oh yea Brussels
we paid for it
and
Tony the articulate mover
and George, the gunpowder groover
dancing on graves
Still holding hands
Blair and bush
Still holding hands
As the sun sets on conquered lands
And we embrace their culture
And share their views
As we all get fatter
As we choke and lose
Our right to freedom
And peaceful moves.

- If only the rap artists of the world were as fluent in the English language as you are, Pete!
Classic stuff.

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We chased the missing
found disappointment
So many times
From the failing tries
To bland sublime
Relationships

For you can never force love
When it wants to arrive
pray the dreams in which
We nightly dress
Finally unfold in the waking time

We share the same
pieces
Rough at the edges
But with stars in our eyes

- This is a sublime love poem, Pete. We're all so different - and yet, on a deeper level, we're exactly the same.
The hard part is convincing the one you love that that's the truth.

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I’ve a good spot again this year, opposite this posh shop
Each window contains these mannequins, my family
They are proper posh you know, given them names too
As the seasons come and go they get dressed for me, it’s my world
Yet still I have my faith, try hard to rejoice each Christmas, be a Christian

My reality with rats, dog turds, and flea ridden clothes
Wondering where my next hot meal will come from
I see you, up there in your central heated world
Stuffing yourself with food, knowing half will be thrown away next day

Sometimes they have some society cast offs, new clothes for me
I get given this ticket to take to a place for my annual bath
The day after, ‘Boxing Day’, I call ‘Bonanza Day’
All the treasures thrown, I collect from a dumpster and re-sell

Drunkards spill out looking for sport, to look big in front of mates
They spotted me last month, three of them, ended up in hospital
I heard on girl shout ‘film it, film it’, as another rib breaks
Police arrived just in time; they had poured lighter fuel on me

To my real family, I am but a shadow of a past they seek to forget
My window family are fine; they try to welcome, but there isn’t room at the inn
Once, many Happy Christmas’s ago, I too felt the warmth of my family
A tear seeps, freezes, cold gnaws at my core, my failing body, I feel weak
Please release me from my pain I pray as sleep overtakes, a bright white light appears

- Those are my favourite lines - and there are so many of them.
This is a poem that everybody should read at Christmas, Phil. Brilliant.

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Must we keep to the flame
in hopes that our dreams and hope
will not die,
and if we fear
to turn fire into smoke,
will we indeed lose everything
that we struggled to find
in this past year?
And the wax runs down
like tears shed over the pain
written like sand
in this past chapter of our lives,
black ink and blue tears,
and was this year so bad
that it should die quickly?
Was this year worth remembering?

This poem reminds me of my new year resolution from 12 months ago. It remains unfulfilled, but... should I keep the flame alive for the next year, or just give up all hope?
I think I'll try, try and try again.
Brilliant poetry, Melissa. You have renewed my faith in myself.

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The Ring Mistress
opened proceedings.
Puffing out her crimson chest
and with a sweep
of her turquoise tail

I couldn't believe it
when he put his paw
in the beast's mouth

The troupe
of health and safety inspectors
were very entertaining.
The circus
is so much more fun
since they were introduced.

The clowns were wonderful.
I think the best part was when
they walked in on hind legs

The vicar and those
blue haired ladies
farting and jabbering,
are so realistic.

- A circus from a bird's eye view! Great stuff, Malpoet.

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If Charles Dickens had written poetry, this is the sort of poem he would have written.
Excellent stuff, Andy.

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By all means wear tighter jeans next time, Mia, but I think you just have to write it off to experience, take stock when you've done ten. Good poem though, not a bit unlike Hilary's diatribe against slams, but she bounced back,
keep slamming

Dave

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Hi Melissa,
This is such a nice poem about reflection the past and then to move on and embrace. great poem super nice flow.love it! Thanks

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HB Mox. Half Baked. Half baked pencils are really crumbly and do horrid miracles.

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Hi Phil, is this a true story?Seems part of It i read about in the news.People dont understand how good they really have it, compaired to the homeless.bless you this Christmas, the poems very nice

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Thanks for your comment Pete, at least I don't totally die on my arse on paper! Well done at the slam by the way.
Your poetry is much more cleverer than what mine is, my mother still says to me 'I wish you'd speak proper like what I do'.

Fellow writing addict Darlone.

Comment is about Part of your pain (blog)

Beautiful!
I feel warmed as if sitting too close to the fire myself.

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So God used to be a pencil? Wow. Function, ergonomics... and traces could be erased. How were the shavings regarded? Relic status or slough? Was he soft or hard or perfectly HB?

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Thank you Pete and Clarissa. Your comments are greatly appreciated.

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Malcom this is wonderful !

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we sure did all pay for it.you know if we abolish the income tax here, and its illegal anyway/does not follow the constitution, then I wont have to pay for wars Im against.I have always loved this poem.

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Thank you Clarissa and Darren. Darren yes I totally agree, I have put the 'a' in as you could even say 'apart' 'a part' so i like the duel aspect. Thanks so much for spotting this.

Pete

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Your talent is obvious with every single word.
"I have become part of your pain" ?
"I have become a part of your pain" ?
I would be tempted to add an 'a' ...but then will that change the whole initial meaning? Ooh, I don't know.
Great Poem Pete.

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superb.sophisticated.clean.simple yet complex.

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It a nice poem flows very well. Im sure yall will be fine. happy holidays
xx clarissa
pss...... say hi to Rose for me

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Steve, I have no idea what you're referring to - making out that my poetry about a sacred stringed instrument has some sort of hidden sexual meaning - I'm very disappointed in you. And offended for that matter.
I shall be speaking to the chief executive to report your abuse.

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well it had to be in America...lol this is funny. thanks for the funny

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The more I read this one, the more I like it and understand it. You are so smart and you have a way with words.

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Hello you.

Well, 'Let me be your cello'! That'll be a pleaser then.

I thought it was filthy. Really filthy.

In a good way.

Steve

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'Familiarity seems a contemptuous song'

I like how you manage to suggest the original phrase whilst utterly avoiding it. Also, in the line that follows it. Very clever.

It's good to see that your work has a similar relentless rhythmic quality on the page/screen as it does hearing it. That and your obvious love of wordplay makes for enjoyable reading.

Good stuff, Pete.

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Don't Worry Paul, I'm sure Santa won't get your present wrong! :)
Paul

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This ones very nice Malcom

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This is very good, seems full of thorns.seems full of bitterness. everyday life feels this way to me. no person needed. I think I need a good friend, I feel like I may freak out. but you have your own problems. to be free as a bird, that would be nice. great poem full of feelings.

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Hi Phil, the 'alien' analogy is strong and provocative and strange -- unsettling and sad, too. It gives a real insight into the shock of finding your body is not entirely your own, that an illness has claimed a right to your life. Shocking indeed and the writing itself is an act of bravery.

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Thanks for your comments about 'Craig'.
He was fed Viaga in the Far East and smuggled into the UK inside a consignment of walking sticks.
His name is of course a pseudonym. Or should that be, a psssssssssseudonym?
His sister Sharon doesn't appear to drink either. Temperance snakes - whatever next.
I like what is inside your head.

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WOW!

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What i especially like about this poem, and i like it v much, is that it is not 'laying any big message on us', that it exists as itself. That is one of the hardest things to learn, to let it speak for itself. We can slant and select to 'tidy up' a piece, but to contort it to what we want to say is most of our biggest blunders
All power to you!

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they are good, Happy holidays

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it's like a story told to each generation, like sitting on grandpa's lap and hearing about it. its very nice.
legendary in a way. i'm babbling on now.....

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This poem made me smile! it is very good i really love the ending,lol. Happy Holidays

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This is wonderful, I know it is a feeling deep within you, this pain oh Im sorry, I lived this too. xx Ill go life is too much at times

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ah this is so good, Im havin a great night with the ex and his demon wife.so I take a break and read your poems. rolls of fat, well...stop the bread, cheese, pizza, beer, and the list goes on and on. at an autopsy, they cut men open and find,yeast...yes yeast.its a belly whopper. ah but you will never have this. you are perfect, im almost drunk...lol. its been a shit of a month. great poem, got me going! sorry

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Very entertaining poetry. Refreshing. Racy. Pacy.
let's go go go for more.

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I think you could condense this even more and it will be even more powerful

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Phil, I like this style of poem and I like the metaphor. I think by making the subject more vague it allows a wider audience to access and interpret this. The alien inside is a good title too. I like the new style it is a step in a direction I can relate to and this new poem excites me.

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LOL very good poem!

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I am nothing short of fulfilled with merriment at receiving such a pleasant comment - many gleeful thanks to you. I am working on some clean poems to put up - most of them are for therapy and would probably have me arrested if they left my scribble book.

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Many joyous thanks for your comment Monsieur Morgan.
I drink guiness too - except I put a shot of Tia Maria in it which generally unsettles people. I'll join you for one at Wigan if you're going.
Can't believe you know our lovely neighbours - it's a small old world.

Secret Agent Mia Darlone checking out.

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Hi, thanks for introducing me to the site.

i like you're poem, 'Taboos' is a cute one.

the bit

'Then she would go and make a pot of tea.
And the end of the world was averted.'

made me giggle, reminds me of how my Mother-in-law reacts to pressure or stress

'make a cup of tea!'

:-)

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Such depth of grief and sadness in so few weords. You have touched me (as well we know)

Tx

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not sure how 2 got there
lol

Comment is about the choking, RIDERS ON STORM (blog)

Its a nice poem,Your emotion is there and has been all along. I need not say anything more for I know whats there inside.no need to thank, but its nice to hear from you.

Comment is about the choking, RIDERS ON STORM (blog)

Its a nice poem,Your emotion is there and has been all along. I need not say anything more for I know whats there inside.no need to thank, but its nice to hear from you.

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Cellos and bikes
Bikes and Cellos
When it comes down to it
We're all fiddlers

Love the imagery
it does it for me Mia

Dave

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