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ZANCE from my new book

 

 

 

Zance

A man who wants to be a God

Man only not a supernatural being?

Exactly what are you and why?

Man enough to dare to be a God

 

MAJOR INSOMNIA

CORPORAL SLEEP

Nick Armbrister and other writers

 

https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08RXJNGF4/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_hsch_vapi_tkin_p1_i0

 

 

 

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manpoemsurreal

Lady Pee

 

 

Lady Pee

Born just like any other girl, life hardly started

when something happened.

It was the drug’s fault, some type of reaction stopped her

just after she started.

Try to imagine how she went through life

not being able to do what we all can do.

To talk to her computer.

By pure willpower and by logic she managed.

Gigs came along and brought new meaning,

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lustpoemsatiresex

Nailed Indeed

Nailed Indeed

These things in my head

Oh how they torment me

 

Feel like I'm flying in a biplane

Made of rags and wood and wire

Trying to dodge weapons that will kill me

 

The Red China hypersonic glide bombs

Neo Soviet Satan 2 ICBMs

Solid state lasers

Exotic alloy rail guns

 

All this and more aims for me

To nail me and my small plane

If I dodge one th...

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eventsmurkypoem

Corrupt

Corrupt

The old woman says the system only works for certain people

She's right for the system really fricking sucks

In the worst possible damn way

Some people waltz right on in there

And get what they want with no worries

Like thieves in broad daylight

Not giving a hoot about being caught

While those on the list are stuck in limbo

Caught up in a system that doesn't work

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corruptpoemsystem

Satire

Satire

Why do I care for the dead more than the living?

Is it because the living are moody

Can double cross me

Always lie to me

Ruin my day in a thousand ways

Make unreasonable demands of me

Want all my time for their demands

And so much fricking more

I made the right choice

Prioritize the dead

And satirize the living

Who will all be dead in 100 years

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deadlifepoem

Reasonsonal

Reasonsonal

You had to see it to believe it in the call centre

How you had to queue up twice in the lines

To hand in your bag and phone

Mard arse ******* security guards thinking they're God

 

Elevated to a lofty status beyond you and me

Who the **** do these twoddles think they are?

Donald Damn ******* Trump?

At least he's a really rich arsehole

The fake guards bello...

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fakepoemsatire

A Memory of Schooldays Cargoes

A Memory of Schooldays                                                                                                       

Cargoes

Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir,                                                                                                                                          

Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine,                                    ...

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cargohistoryJohn Masefieldpoemshipsthe ocean

FOREVER POND

 

FOREVER POND

 

Gonna jump into the pond in my garden

down towards forever.

I see it crystal clear shimmering

like the very air on a winter’s day.

Love hearts stuck onto fragile flesh

mark my passage but yours is time,

stands time, as water flows and light sparkles

as distance is unwanted, direction is unknown.

On my way to you, wonder idly,

are ...

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bizarrepoemsurreal

ORBIT

 

ORBIT

 

One million hearts speak as one; I listen to the solitary one who cries out in eloquent despair. That single wounded heart will claim me by her right and ensnare me and save me from me and I’ll never break it. She’ll bring me happiness after years of sorrow. Her name is?

 

Rockets are for the benefit of the human race taking us to the stars or for the worst, blowin...

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poemrandomnessthings

POEM i read at blouse gig, not a tit insight lol

manchester band blouse did gig in hare n hounds pub uppermill 11/9/11 i did this poem before their set, i filmed it but my vid camera is a cunt and has no sound on it. whos the tit lol. look up gothicpoodle on youtube for the vid. im not posting tue link as its fucked. simple as. fuck it. better using the camera on my damn fone next time...

SOMETHING

I saw something in the sky out beyon...

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blousenick armbristerpoemtitswobbly flesh

SHEFFIELD GAL poem

 

SHEFFIELD GIRL

 

She is the girl from Sheffield who turns heads wherever she goes.

Her name is Anne and she is a uni girl, into bands and cheap student beer.

I met her on the bus while she was going gigging; she invited me along

and away we went to see the next big thing. At that moment I knew she’d

be mine, this raven haired girl from a foreign place unknown.

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buslifepoemsexsheffield galtogether

MEN AND MACHINES AND GIRLS POEM

 

MEN AND MACHINES AND GIRLS

I want to die in a machine and get my limbs crushed and my blood thrown upon burning metal and to die, to die, TO DIE!! I don’t fit into this world, no day job moving shit brown boxes from A2B in a warehouse, no long term girlfriend to love me and be there for me when I feel down, few real mates to back me up balls to the wall.

See on TV speeding bikes w...

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lifepoemramblingvarious

TAT poem

 

TAT

 

Each tattoo tells a story in ink to its owner, not just as a picture. Men in the pub ask me on them, what they mean, who did them and why? Different types of needle work, colours and styles all combined together to create my masterpieces.

Thousands of pounds spent on permanent designs upon my body. From my favourite band The Gathering, they've not heard of them. As I nev...

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poemtattoo

THINK poem

THINK
Do you want to renounce violence against other people on a personal scale and on an international level, where countries are bombed and shelled? This isn’t good, people are injured and die. Think what happens if I hit someone and kill him with one punch, this does happen. If a mortar falls and kills a dozen people in a busy market place.
What does it solve? Each person has a relative ...

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choicelifepoemthinkviolence

living in your car poem

GROAN

He worked in a job but was laid off; gone was his posh life style relegating him to living in his car. This was ok at first due to the air con, reclining seats and ciggy lighter, along with stereo and roomy interior.

Outside it was spring so it was nice and warm, not too much but enough to be pleasant; what would the high heat of summer be like or the frigid cold of winter? Would ...

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living in carpoem

CIRRUS pagan poem

pagan poem

 

CIRRUS

What will it take for you to give a damn? To give instead of to take? Instead of taking and raping the, our, world of her resources, you decide to do an about turn and care for our precious planet. Not to turn the clouds black with smog and car exhaust fumes, no more acid rain in her lakes and rivers. No black seas and polluted beaches full of oil from a so calle...

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natureoutdoorspaganpoem

Think poem

THINK

 

Do you want to renounce violence against other people on a personal scale and on an international level, where countries are bombed and shelled? This isn't good, people are injured and die. Think what happens if I hit someone and kill him with one punch, this does happen. If a mortar falls and kills a dozen people in a busy market place.

 

What does it solve? Each person...

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deathpoemthinkwar

pagan poem

SOLSTICE POEM

On this day I thank my Pagan Goddess of Mother Nature for this moment for us to all be on this hill top closer to you. The longest day of the year is your day and we join here with you to complete the circle and form a union. Let your positive energy heal and protect us on our journey through the year. Join us in celebration as we think of you, Mother Nature on this day. You a...

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paganpoem

poem i read live at blouse band gig opening for them

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DUBJkXsGWlc

 

DESTINY CALLS

 

Rising higher and higher the warplane climbs

through the hazy sky, sun reflecting off the distant water

far below through a gap in the clouds.

Missiles hang under delta wings

ready for instant launch when an enemy

is spotted across the distant sky.

An inhuman machine with the looks of a goddess

...

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