He played in her lushness all night long
She had a comely garden of pleasure
Within it he could place his stem's treasure
His tactility twas earnestly strong
Her ******* were so delectable of taste
She became excited by his action
The feel of it made quite an impaction
Their love instruments were most hot of baste
Her inner petals did hold him spellbound
Beads of sweat flowed so very profusely  
Together they explored feverishness
Upon their bed nest twas a sighing sound
She and he were getting it on nicely
As they did discover deliriousness

some had liberal voices
speedily stowed away
so they'd observe silence
at the locale's cay

speaking freely was
deemed over the top
it wasn't viewed to be
a permissible cop

never utter loose dialogue
inside it walls
or you'll feel the marshal's
quietening squalls

be mindful of any
unrestricted tongue action
as it will provoke
an instantaneous reaction

would seem that all blurb
must be checked
if not it'll promptly get
well and truly decked

the judging panel like those
who stay within the limit
and to stray outside of it
will incur a demerit

in the mountains
of Tennessee
a man yearns
night and day
he yearns
for a woman
who is on
a shore so far away

his yearning
for her never abates
for her tender soft touch
he waits and waits

within his core
the yearning
for her is so raw
every waking moment
it gnaws and gnaws

yearning
to feel her body
pressed close to his
as it warms
his lonely soul
with its welcoming
kiss

he hopes
one day to have
the woman
he so yearns for
calling upon his
desolate mountain door

in the mountains of Tennessee*
a man yearns by night and day
he yearns for a woman
who is so far away

his yearning never abates
for her tender soft touch
he
waits and waits

within his core
the yearning for her is raw
every waking moment
it gnaws and gnaws

yearning for her body to be
pressed close to his heart
as its warmness of soul
endears in a loving art

he hopes one day
that the woman he so yearns for
will call upon his
desolate mountain door

the yearning
so
painful
of
loneliness
the yearning
is
filled
in
*emptiness

love took a detour
right past me
it found someone
more desirable instead

love wasn't destine
to follow my path
its compass had bearings
set for elsewhere

love completely
overlooked my gate
it didn't wish
to associate with me

love's tether
hath eluded
thee
all the time

love is a gypsy
which pursues
a
sweeter fruit

moribund the city of Detroit
twas a vibrant hub of industry
homes churches and schools lie
in a lifeless and decaying state
the lungs of motor car manufacturing
which kept it alive now don't breath
the Ford and Holden companies
deserted the city's vast terrain
a desolate wind blows through the shopping malls
businesses folded up when turn over stalled
the unemployed men and women there
live midst ruin and despair
the flicker of revival and rejuvenation
isn't shining on their horizon
the corporate sector packed its bags
their neglect is now seen
on the people's faces as they wander aimlessly
in avenues and streets that are so mean

of the wind's spirit
there will be no tie
it is a spirit which has
an unfettered ply
thronging along
gusting its gale
in liberty the wind
travels and ventures
the globe's trails  
no restriction is placed
on its knot
the wind is an element
who's flowing cloak
will not be stifled
by a yoke
the soul of the wind
is spirit which must fly
o'er the landscape
in an unbound cry
the wind sings a tune
of its own air
which is that of
devil may care

her pizzazz on stage cannot be beat
she is the dame of the song Big Spender
in a glittering gown she looked neat

dynamic moves she'd often tender
verve goes into her one woman show
she is the dame of the song Big Spender

with mic on stand she really glows
Bond Movie themes made her a star
verve goes into her one woman show

other cabaret acts are not of her par
Diamonds Are Forever so well known
Bond Movie themes made her a star

a Welsh girl with fab sounding tones
on record players her tunes are spun
Diamonds Are Forever so well known

her fans think she is number one
on record players her tunes are spun
her pizzazz on stage cannot be beat
in a glittering gown she looked neat

her pizzazz on the stage cannot be beat
she was the sassy dame of Big Spender
in a glittering gown she looks so neat

dynamic moves she would oft tender  
verve goes into her one woman show
she was the sassy dame of Big Spender

with mic on stand she really glows
Bond Movie themes made her a star
verve goes into her one woman show

other cabaret act aren't of her par
Diamonds Are Forever so well known
Bond Movie themes made her a star

a Welsh lass with fab sounding tones
around the world her tunes are often spun
Diamonds Are Forever so well known

her fans think she is number one
around the world her tunes are often spun
her pizzazz on stage cannot be beat
in a glittering gown she looks so neat

the gang worked assiduously
on ridding their so called
domain
of those who'd not tow the line
or be compliant with their
refrain

they expended much energy
more especially the two in
charge
the methods they employed
had the characteristics of a
barge

pushing out others so they'd
obtain all the popularity
hits
could be said they were lower
than nine hundred feet
pits  

they're now ever so contended
with a job that was well
executed
sitting back feeling so satisfied
smugness in what's been
prosecuted

it is supposed that they'll keep
toiling for supremacy's
edge
whilst at the same time driving
a very disagreeable
wedge

ever
the disappearing man
habitually
vanishing
he stays disappeared
as this
be his will
he'll never appear
ever again
disappearing
is his lasting refrain
his disappearing act
doth aggravate
as he cares not
to be noted on the slate
he vanished
some two weeks ago
and since then
hasn't put in a show
should he decide to reappear
in the coming days
he'll be greeted
with a none too
congenial hooray

in the year of 2223
war twas raging
on ever galaxy
none of the celestial worlds
withdrew their weaponry
they fired in a manner
compulsory
orange tracers
flashed everywhere
exploding munition
lit up the whole universe  
rockets of humongous size
pounded the galaxies
with enormous power
the warring went on unabated  

then one day
an old man from the planet
Certzick
opened his mouth
to invoke an incantation...
stop the violence
stop the conflict
stop the warring
stop
stop
all of it
unto the celestial worlds
a hush did descend
the old man
bringing an end
to the discordant rend

a glowing tribute*
was penned for the infamous plagiarist
apparently the scriber did little research
into the copier's grist

this master replicator
has visited many a poetry site
to steal what others
did with heart and soul write

brazen is this fellow
in his misappropriating conduct
passing off material
which isn't his original product

again he has reappeared
at the Hello Poetry forum
showing his usual
*disingenuous decorum

the truck that delivers
the newspapers to our town
earlier this morning had
a major break down
something went wrong
with the truck's gear box
and as a consequence
we'll have to get
our news off Fox
but nothing is as nice
as leafing through
the paper at lunch
especially reading the adverts
put in by the buying and selling bunch
here in the bush
we do so like
our Northern Daily Leader rag
for it is a paper which is full
of all the local brag
but unfortunately
it didn't arrive in town to-day
would seem the news
wont be heading our way
it is so disappointing
to have to watch those stooges
reading the bulletin on the telly
their delivery gives us
an almighty pain in the belly
hopefully the truck
will be back on the road by Wednesday
for not having a newspaper
fills us with dismay

Johnny goes to war
in his khaki wrapper
Johnny goes to war
he's the cannon's fodder
Johnny goes to war
he'll be sacrificed
Johnny goes to war
he's another fatality
Johnny goes to war
he's a disposable object
Johnny goes to war

of a lengthy discourse
he did verily imbibe
twas truly a prolonged
kind of scribe

a succinct version
he could have easily writ  
to convey the meaningfulness
of the message he wanted to knit

ever did the wordage
keep on continually rolling
there twas little or no break
from the tiring scrolling

on and on
and well beyond
oh how he delighted in holding us
with his infinite bond

some pruning and trimming
twas needed on his expansive stanzas
as the dashed things
were growing like ivy bonanzas

nowt did stop him
he pursued an exhausting trail
without reigning in its
million mile grail

the reading journey he took us on
did stretch out
of that there is most certainly
no doubt

his next installment
twill be another extended sound byte
one which will linger
unto the late hours of night

one awaits to sight and marvel
with much anticipation
at him displaying
his protracted dissertation

distorted thoughts played in his head
never did they cease
his existence
ruled
by what was playing in his head

the distorted thoughts
couldn't be put to rest
at night they'd magnify
larger and larger
the distortion
grew

a compulsion to act on his thoughts
reached a crescendo
ever so drastic
his steps were

in the wee small hours
he arose from his bed
all the while
the distortions
repeatedly playing louder
and louder in his head

his lifelong partner
slept soundly
she'd never awake again
deeply so deeply
the love he felt for her
yet his distorted thoughts
were all centered on her
he thought she'd been
unfaithful to him
no other man was going to have
his wife
she was his
and his for life

he took the rifle
he'd secreted in the hall cupboard out
and loaded it with ammunition
then unloaded
the contents of the magazine
into his wife's
temple
as he did
the distorted
thoughts
echoed
and echoed
on and on
in his head
he'd reached
snapping point
he then positioned
the rifle
at his own head
and shot
himself
stone dead

his blood and his wife's blood mingled
on the bedroom floor
his distorted thoughts
couldn't go on any more

this tragedy
may have been averted
so it is said
had he of had
some treatment
for the distorted thoughts
which plagued his head

sometimes one is most forgetful
especially when it comes to the kettle
the ear must be tuned well in
for if it is not one can
have a case of over boiling

yesterday I put the kettle on
and got distracted
by other goings on

whence I'd returned
from picking up the lawn clippings
I found the outside of the kettle
wet and dripping
there was not a drop
of water left inside of it
the dashed thing
had boiled dry
which made
me sigh

the kettle's whistle
I had not heard
for whilst I was outside
I'd been distracted
by the singing
of birds

it is
an impossibility
to have a foot
in two camps
for those who choose
to have divided loyalties
there is
no bridging ramp
either they are friend or foe
they cannot have
a toe
in both boroughs

Doctor and Mrs Granger
took Mrs Thrift to the zoo
she was captivated by the antics
of the Zambian gnu

Doctor Granger took a photo of her
outside the lion's cage
he instructed Mrs Thrift not to upset
the lion as he'd go into a rampage

Mrs Granger was going to make a cup of tea
for all of them on their return
but she couldn't boil the water
as there was no water for the urn

the electrical pump on the water storage tank
had blown up
so there was no water at the Granger compound
to fill the tea cups

as soon as I heard about the water pump
at the Granger compound
I phoned Major Rogers
to bring his electrical repair kit around

he took a little over an hour and a half
to fix the ailing pump
so we'd be able to have a cup tea
whilst sitting on the tree stumps

next week there will be a recess
from the Granger tale
as the writer is going to take care
of her mountain load of mail

she appreciates the many good reviews
of the Granger series
and thinks that the fans of the said series
are a lovely lot of old dearies

Doctor and Mrs Granger
have returned from their honeymoon
they are expecting a baby
some time in the middle of June

Mrs Thrift has offered to take the baby
for pram rides in the park
Mr Clarke will escort her home
if she gets lost in the dark

a pleasant family atmosphere
is what Doctor and Mrs Granger want to create
they want to see their child grow up
with plenty of playmates

Mrs Granger wishes to have twelve babies
within sixteen years
this amount of children
will fill the Granger home with much cheer

they are presently decorating
all the rooms at the Granger compound
so it will have enough accommodation
for the babies they'll have around

last week Mrs Granger
spoke to the ladies at the coffee shop
and told them
her life and health were well on top

the axis of power can
at any time tilt either
way
and in the near distance future
we'll know of its
sway

empires have risen by employing
the sword cannon and
missile
and whomever holds them
will be sitting atop the
pile
  
several nations are presently vying
to be the preeminent
might
and we're seeing the geopolitics
in the clearest of
light

the world's teeter totter
may instantly
tip
as the pivot point's fine balance
does a
flip

the many body bags fill with each passing day
conflicts on other soil hath put them there
family and friends hear of deaths far away
where the explosive devices don't care
the troops sent to countries of other view
their arrival greeted with hostility
stepping on foreign tract means a slew
nowhere is there a trace of affability
our soldiers our sons our brothers our boys
engaged in wars where they'll pay profound
military planners implement their ploys
the caskets keep returning to home ground
soldiers wrapped in disposable bags
with serial numbers on their dog-tags

as I was turning the plastic
kitchen tap off last night
it snapped into pieces
which wasn't a happy delight

when next I'm at Bunnings
I'll purchase another one
for not having water over the
sink isn't my idea of fun

but a replacement can be
expensive on the purse
so I'll need my wallet filled
with plenty of dollar verse

dolly loves to be handled
in a particular way
the rougher it is
the better she likes the play

she cries for the string
to be bound ever tight
so her neck glows
with a blood red sight

dolly loves those sharp pins
to be driven well in
so they make ***-holes
in her delicate skin

she's always pleading
for more pin puncturing
which gives her a lot
of deep pleasuring

dolly sweet dolly
it's time for the rough house play
to conclude

dolly sweet dolly
the handling you so relish
is so crude

dolly sweet dolly
don't request the string and pins
again

dolly sweet dolly
your owner
wants to refrain

melancholy world
dimness on minimal rays
aimlessly caught in obscurity
don't fall down
pervading all corners
of the world
darkness
shadows elevated too tall
windows covered
cracks plastered
no intruding light
impeded deprived view
overhead gathering
laden dark clouds
cover the heavy mind and soul
suffering mourners
cheerless
rusted with hurt
across a mortal canvas
wherein a blot creates
spreading stain
humanity seeks a cradle
milk for nurture
sensing good required
black
complicated
overwhelming
the world

melancholy world
dimness on minimal rays
aimlessly caught in obscurity
don't fall down
pervading all corners of the world
darkness
shadows elevated too tall
cracks plastered
no intruding light
impeded deprived view
over head
gathering
laden dark clouds
which cover the heavy mind and soul
suffering mourners
cheerless
rusted with hurt
across a mortal canvas
wherein a blot
creates spreading stain
humanity seeks
a cradle
milk for nurture
sensing virtue required
black
complicated
overwhelming
the world

Hello Poetry is a blue place this calendar year*
for we have seen many a good poet disappear
their inspiring words not around to delight in
of this expression the site is somewhat thin

Hello Poetry has experienced a considerable loss
gone all of that imagery so beautiful in gloss
the colors they deftly painted faded as they left
which makes the heart feel palpably bereft

Hello Poetry members those of excellent ink
missing from our writing fellowship's rink
we'll not forget the contribution they made
as each one of them showed the finest parade

Hello Poetry our brothers and sisters of the quill
departed us with yet more stanzas to spill
their individual styles we'll not sight again
*truly a thought which is so downcast of refrain

the doyens of poetry
have made their call
to whit they've ever so subtly uttered
the bush bard must take a fall

we've no requirement
for her uncultured variety of poetry
in our hallowed halls
we only accept tip top quality

the bard of the bush
must finesse her quill
if she wishes to sit at the table
of those masters atop the high hill