John Sensele Poems

Clerics in full pastoral regalia roll up their sleeves
To hobnob with bigwig politicians
Over peace in the motherland
Where hotheads with no better agenda
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When scarlet blood drops dripped on a spatula
Seeking with bated breath to avenge
Deaths from previous lives heaped on Count Dracula
While a cadaverous mandible hankered for revenge.
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Without warning, lights that for twenty three years had scintillated and twinkled like stars
In the cosy cubicle that smelled of lavender in which soft nothings flew from longing lips
To ears primed to suck, swallow and synthesise ecstasies of angelic proportions
Between panting hearts beating in synchronised rhythms to a tee
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If logic didn't mock wishes
Squeezed into tight corners
Where wishes hid their dishes
Laden with dreams that delighters sinners.
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Irked by prospects of losing Chocolate
Melting on a tongue accustomed to flattery
Which a better suitor was snatching from a silver plate
Sooner than anticipated bit Bully hard in agonising battery.
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Bathed in a sea of sorrows, dreamers shamble about the world
Oblivious to where their threadbare clogs
Tired from umpteenth repairs by cobblers unfurled
Like torn flags, clogs kick rabid dogs.
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To cuddle and huddle beside the platinum plough
Where we lick ecstacy moments and frolic
On our farm where we milk our first dairy cow.
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To decrease your opportunities to pray
Unbelievers claim you worship rotten fish
Because you can't give in to sin on any day.
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When slaves sought services of a sage
He implored them to upgrade their mental balance
To gain an increase in their wage.
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As you opt to get away
Enjoy a deserved break
To enhance opportunities to play.
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