Poetry Blog by M.C. Newberry

I once knew a guy you'd never call shy

From the way that he acted and dressed;

He'd say "It's no shock when the world wants to mock...

I've been called the worst things by the best".

Then there was this gal who was more than a pal,

By nature most generously blessed.

I'd buy her a drink and she'd say with a wink -

"I've been called the worst things by the best".

Ju...

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Life can be a treasure hunt

For when love comes along

With people grabbing what they can

Hoping they're not wrong.

Love can be an auction house

Where you pay the seller's fee

Bid high or low - it's best to know

That nothing's ever free.

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My heart leaps up when I behold

The Concorde in the sky:

So was it when my youth began;

So is it now I am a man;

So let it be when I grow old,

And let me fly!

This 'plane goes faster than a bullet can

And I would wish its days to be

Boundless - each graced by its high-flying "V"

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Can I be alone - impatient with this modern obsession for "holidays"?

Participants in a procession following some "fun and folly" craze!.

Personally, I see these vacations as parting "lolly from a wally" ways

In this age of food banks I marvel as the flash of "cash to dash" pays.

And just you wait - on their return from these various visitations

You can be sure they'll bring back so...

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In South Norfolk you'll find Diss

A place with a poeticial connection

How odd then to discover this

Brings new meaning to "Diss-affection"!

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