douglas scotney

Gold Star - 12,375 Points (boomer / Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide)

One Text Poems - Poem by douglas scotney

Who's driving? G ta L
'n J he says pop'n a
scorched almond into
his mouth, try'n on
his ginger scarf 'n
think'n of owl yrs 'n
a love affair in far
west Africa.
I could nae last the tennis.
Was nae e'en a starter.
I went ta bed
and in a dream
was wearin a red garter.
How about
Fried mashed potato patty,
Fried beans and celery,
Poached pink Tasmanian salmon
repoached in soup de lettuce,
and tahini?
I puts I mirror
between the 'I's of
4.I.I4 2 make
I mirror-image palindrome.
I can't wait 4 8.I.I8
when I won't need I
4 that I 2 make I!
Algorhythmic Rafa v.
blithe Roger is a
robot v. a careless
kit. Wavrinka to win.
I like more how he's
hittin'. I think
he'll beat the robot
but not the kitten.
DBD, Whenever he saw
lushness in humans,
though not in melons
or mangoes, our dad
would wonder if it
would make a country
not worth fighting
for. BBD....
There being no
nationwide norm,
most parts of China
the finest expressions
of the female form.

Topic(s) of this poem: choice

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  • Rookie - 481 Points Danny Draper (6/8/2013 9:49:00 AM)

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 9, 2015

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