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Jazz and The Hobo

It was a Saturday morning
And you were 19

and you were racing along
Victoria Street having just left

Victoria Railway Station
on your way to Dobell's

Jazz Record Shop
moving quickly

through the sea
of humanity

thinking of jazz
and what record

you were going to buy
at the shop that day

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poem by Terry Collett
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St. Dorothy

IT HATH been seen and yet it shall be seen
That out of tender mouths God’s praise hath been
Made perfect, and with wood and simple string
He hath played music sweet as shawm-playing
To please himself with softness of all sound;
And no small thing but hath been sometime found
Full sweet of use, and no such humbleness
But God hath bruised withal the sentences
And evidence of wise men witnessing;
No leaf that is so soft a hidden thing
It never shall get sight of the great sun;
The strength of ten has been the strength of one,
And lowliness has waxed imperious.

There was in Rome a man Theophilus
Of right great blood and gracious ways, that had
All noble fashions to make people glad
And a soft life of pleasurable days;
He was a goodly man for one to praise,
Flawless and whole upward from foot to head;

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poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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A Woman's Choice

What did she miss the most?
Let's guess!
Did she miss his touch or his voice?
His fingers lovingly fingering
Or his tongue cunningly lingering?
Ah, THAT'S what she liked the best!

poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Raven Coloured Spiders

Raven coloured spiders
crawl inside my eyes,
fingering my thoughts,
with their black, extended legs....
Searching for a mind
a mind full of webs, confusion and emptiness.

poem by Heather Moreton
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And, you know, my dad would show me some things sometimes, but the best things that I got to do were to actually see really good players play up close. That gives you an idea of fingering and technique and what not.

quote by Dweezil Zappa
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Aubade

As I would free the white almond from the green husk
So I would strip your trappings off,
Beloved.
And fingering the smooth and polished kernel
I should see that in my hands glittered a gem beyond counting.

poem by Amy Lowell
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Fingering

What does
Fingering…
Mean to you?

No,
It's not always
Down there ;)

You can also
Finger…
Through your
Hair…
Which is also
Not always
Down there ;)

It's usually
Up there :)
Unless of course,
You've gone bald

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poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Memory 69,699 - Again!

The wind skirts
the lake

fingering the hem
of your skirt

before lifting it to
take a peak

underneath.

Wot a cheek!
Wot a cheek!

Naughty wind!
Naughty wind!
Naughty wind!

...naughty!

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poem by Dónall Dempsey
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The baby sitter!

Angel!
If you look after me
This old good for nothing skeleton
Like the babies you fingering here,
I am not rich but I have my old pram
My poor deceased Mom brought from a junk yard.
And my last will I grant for you
The fragile heart you can use as a mirror!

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Drugs Made Pauline Vague

Drugs made Pauline vague.
She sat one day at the breakfast table
Fingering in a baffled way
The fronds of the maidenhair plant.

Was it the salt you were looking for dear?
said Dulcie, exchanging a glance with the Brigadier.

Chuff chuff Pauline what's the matter?
Said the Brigadier to his wife
Who did not even notice
What a handsome couple they made.

poem by Stevie Smith
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