What's that I see in yonder tree

I swear it's a giraffe

It turned to me in mock surprise

And just gave out a laugh

My poetry has gone downhill

I think I'll go to bed

Here's hoping that when I wake up

There's something in my head

What's that ?! The tree is running by

Giraffe is in pursuit

I'm seeing things I know 'aint true

The poor tree is uproot

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Not wishing to ruffle no feathers

I passed this by Brian Maryon

Great poem don just go and post it

So here I am, to post it on

(Aside)

You'll notice my grammar's atrocious

My head, it is , well, kinda shot

But that's what God ended up giving me

So sorry folks, that's what I've got

Now to the title of my poem ...

Moaning minnies need to

Be d...

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I'm from the Land Downunder

A land of sweeping plains …

Bugga, got distracted

Mixed-up brain again ...

(Now where was I ?...)

I'm from the Land Downunder

Where men sit home and make

Vegemite sandwiches

Of which we all partake

I'm sorry if I'm larrikinish

Don't know my ABC's

The Queen she would be horrified

But that's the way I be

Brian Mar...

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I do, I have a problem

A problem I do dread

I seem to get in overload

Loadover in my head

I just begin a line of verse

And into this one start...

(The girl stood on the burning deck

She did look like a tart -

(work in progress)

You see my jolly problem, I'm

An overloaded cart

Oh overload oh overload

What will become of me ?

Will I be releg...

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Gosh I've just arrived here

Welcomed through the door

Not used to your poetic world

(Come from distant shore)

My profile shows my mind

At work, what it can do

I've also put a pic in

So you can see me to

I've also seen a pic

Of one Brian Maryon

He really doesn't scare me

He seems to be quite fun

(Lost my train of thought …Now where was I?)

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Death of a Candle (1)

Suicide

This is how

it decided to end it's life

Self-inflicted

Just gave up

It's spirit spiralling upwards

staying around in transparent etherial clouds

until disappearing

into the gloomy night

Death of a Candle (2)

Murdered

Killed in it's prime

Strangled between fingers

around it's blackened throat

A serial killer

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Knocking at the door

Waiting for acceptance

Waiting to give more

I come from Land Downunder

Spike Milligan (all that)

Slightly maddish (rhymes with radish...?)

Holding rhyming hat

I am a little nervous

Feeling with my feet

Around this site (my first time)

Not knowing who I'll meet

Brian Maryon I like

He rhymes with style, panache

We share the s...

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Please go and hang a comment

On my Comment Tree

Tell me what you're thinking

About my poetry

Don't just read and walk away

Leaving it hung bare

Check out the other comments

Hang yours up and share

I can't improve my poetry

Without some words from you

I'll think, consider, take on board

Your comments, to accrue

Don Matthews March 2018

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While pushing my mind to its boundaries

Am I sweeping acceptance away

Are there mind-stretching listeners still out there

Who absorb and accept what I say ?

I won't push my ideas upon you.

I'm spinning a web of some sort

And just like the fly and the spider

I hope you might 'sort of' get caught

Don Matthews April 2018

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I am a poet learning

A poet in progress

Learning alliteration

Learning to assess

I have my eyesight set on

A rhymic peak I see

Maybe I'll never get there

At least not rapidly

I poet that I know of

Said it could take a year

For her to sign a poem off

As happy to her ear

Oscar Wilde – all morning

Spent taking out a comma

Then all the 'noon res...

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