Parliament Poems - Poems about Parliament

I just watched Prime Ministers question time, What a noise like monkeys trying to mime. The speaker sits up in her chair, Both sides shout the row filling the air. This is the place from which our country is run, To say it's run is really just a great big pun. The MP's are there just for personal glory, They don't really...

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Parliament of owls Each big eyed head turns to speak Yet to wit to who ...

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AT THE EDGE Red velvet I step into the abyss If I choose I see crystal clear at the edge Ancient cries of turmoil Grips of control, men being boys Boys being men On the other side of the edge White eagles fly to the right or in circles Owls hoot as they please Silver stars beckon endlessly A Prince leans from a window...

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'News' may simply be an acronym, North, East, West, South, Space-time continuum Headlines capture minds— Imagine the water cooler buzz if the front-page news was: "A Plague of Grackles!" "A Murder of Crows!" "A Conspiracy of Ravens" "A Parliament of Owls" Bird's-eye views of All that's news! ...

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OLD AND NEW 2 : BOARDROOM Jackal preyed on dimpled dolls smiling gold on slender wrist nosing down a slippery path scowling schoolboy promoted beyond his mediocre castle Mammals sat on polished teak coiffed moustaches, tonged peaks feeding unclipped grapevines old words and wounds eating raisin muffins Falcon scribbled notes watching eyes serving newly ordained masters legalese from a previous age flowed from fine shifting fingers...

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My Member of Parliament is a gentleman If you doubt Go to Hell You will find him there Why do you look back In chock? Are you shocked? No my friend I have not been to hell Surely heaven too awaits If I do not vie For a seat next time Go to hell, my brother If it's true as they say In the corridors of hell There...

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Do you hear what was done Those years ago under the Australian sun We came to what we were told Was an empty land for the bold Some had no choice as a convicts fall When their sentence was at the old Bailey’s call Free settlers paid their way here too Thinking it was all for them to do So hardships were worked...

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PARLIAMENT A gathering of owls so wise Can you see it in their eyes Open wide as if in surprise With collective intelligence And mindset convergence Wisdom is so easily attributed And no sign of being inhibited As knowledge is contributed To add collective experience Discovery through prurience A chance to share information Decisions based on summation No evidence of any frustration Maybe huddled to keep warm Into a modest...

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The Parliament of Freud In youth the infernal triad posture and prance Like the kindergarten of the lower house; Bit players on the eternal stage of life, Pawns in the cosmic joust of evolution Development and decay. ID pork-barrels the marginal seats, whilst Ego duns the sleeping ears with rhetoric, And Super-Ego wrings its hands in despair. The chattering classes look up with...

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No beautiful face on sale; Bazar is out of order Fairyland - O dear goddess Ishtar! - is out of order. I was alone at home, we'd to spend the noon together Now, she rings aft' afternoon: my car is out of order! Life is not that simple that few words on paper decide: Words are limited - leading quasar...

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Oh Julia, Julia Hartley-Brewer, I touched her knee when I hardly knew her. A punch was threatened in my face And in due course I fell from grace. On Question Time her face occurred, I hung upon Julia’s every word, Her eyes emit intentions amorous, Her knees quite hidden from those cameras. I dreamt of her in see-through blouses, Sliding fingers down my trousers, A...

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stupendous silhouette of castle piercing through hazy fog reminds me of your shadow as you come to meet me at twilight mixed hues of spectral sky reflected in dreamy water in furrowed thick impasto of amber and sandstone are glowing ember of your undying love. Notes: Claude Monet painted a series of impressionist oil paintings of the Palace of Westminster, home of...

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Your hallowed chamber shuts its doors Against our constricted faces As our feet endure heated floors Because of a million cases Before your oath, we gave the votes In spite of sweltering coercions But now your tongue tags us felons Because the multitude revolts You have corrupted the chamber And shown contempt for citizens By putting gold before service And...

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Some words have such power To us who hear them in this hour To know when children alone cried And justice for them was denied Evil once ruled when children were abused Their anguish was the truth then refused To soothe the damage that was done Sorry is said from everyone Harken world we have now said The deeds done are believed now...

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"Much I marveled this ungainly Foul to hear discourse so plainly Though its answer little meaning; Bereft of all that I adore." Further sitting there in English parliament I wondered What this monstrous Panting "mother" Meant....

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