Long Fishmonger Poems

The Grim Reaper, stirs from another well earned day of heavenly sleep
From within the bowels of this cavernous earth, from his cave so deep

His cloak and scythe, been cast to one side in an unceremonious...

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The Headless Greenlandic Horseman
A Meditation in 6 parts.

Avalanche
I.

The sky is starry
The night is scary
I'm very afraid
of the living dead;

On a mission; or Fugitives in the city
II.

The headless Greenlandic horseman
speaks Kalaallisut very well indeed,
plus Dansk and...

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Charlotte and the bear came out of hibernation at exactly the same time.
The bear was irritable and hungry, and she looked tasty.
Don’t even think about it, I’ve killed bigger people than you before breakfast.
The bear...

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Suburban Mindmelt 

You and I know what it takes to make the sky turn around.
We still know when to stop in our tracks, 
To look and smell and pause; we must, if we can, 
For...

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Dead fish on the dead fish counter;
surprised bulging aqueous eyes stare,
none of them belly-up
but spread on their sides in a pageant
of slippery colors.
Silver, red, rainbow streaked
and all the muddy tones
of river and sea are laid...

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The best poetry stays silent and deep
It cries for attention below still waters
Each one melting into oceans weeping

I still fish poorly in infinity’s pool
With no reward that satisfies
How the fishees goad me cruelly

Titles of poems...

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My first love
is a whore

but i want her back
because she always had my back

when everyone
threw me back, barked, nagged disappeared 
continuously on me

just because,
i try and cry to make them understand how i feel 
about...

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I once dated a pilot …
We both had our head in the clouds
Our relationship lead to a lot of turbulence - 
I guess it never really got off the ground!

I once dated a glazier…
He thought...

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Nestled in coconut groves and lush fields of paddy,
with the love of a large family, each day warm and tardy,
Ever poised and elegant, stood my trove of memories,
as boys and girls innocent, played under mango...

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Small fry

Fingerlings are playing among seagrass in shallow water
they stop when the big shadow of an adult passes overhead
sometimes they play is so exciting they forget 
and end swallowed whole by a fish that knows...

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Opalescent rainbow bass, slippery catfish large, 
green banks of rivers, beyond the rich man's barge.
Guppies gallows, fishmonger agleam, 
going fishing, Saturday. Catch me downstream.

Opalescent rainbow bass, slippery catfish large.
bring those bobbers, and peanut butter jars.
Hitherwards...

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I went to the butchers to get me some fish
I asked for some haddock to bake in a dish
The butcher said, “Sir, if it’s fish that you’re after,
You’ve picked the wrong place and you couldn’t...

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