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Poem: The Violet Poem | |
| | Title | First line |
| 2003 Aug 4 | Await the Perilous | Remember, if you feel the urge to speak |
| 2003 Aug 4 | Dour Poetry for Fools in Love | Roses are dead |
| 2003 Aug 4 | Of Paisley | My wardrobe is my pride and joy |
| 2003 Aug 4 | Heart Shines | The moon will nevermore |
| 2003 Aug 4 | Prey Letters | I wandered lonely as a clod |
| 2003 Aug 5 | The Quirky Quiver (Haiku) | Snow falls, cold winds blow |
| 2003 Aug 5 | Strange Stretched | Life passes by at a thousand miles an hour |
| 2003 Aug 5 | Phones and Windows | The phone is mute, a black hook |
| 2003 Aug 5 | May I Apply for this Job? | On the morning of the seventh day of May |
| 2003 Aug 5 | Invitation to Rather Unlikely Personnel | Should I invite you to my soiree? |
| 2003 Aug 6 | Store Your Smiles | The store was stocked with many things |
| 2003 Aug 7 | Things Seven Of Pairs Socks Cannot Provide | UNDERPANTS AND BLUCHERS |
| 2003 Aug 7 | Nowhere in Particular (Man Talking) | On the Road to Nowhere |
| 2003 Aug 7 | Fight the Defiant Epithets for Sleeping Chickens | The customer is always right! |
| 2003 Aug 7 | Limerick Whore | Limerick Funfest |
| 2003 Aug 11 | Too Worse | It was much softer yesterday |
| 2003 Aug 12 | Because the Orchestral Are Orchestral | Flutes are mainly known by their ability |
| 2003 Aug 13 | Around The You You Tree | I think that I shall never find, a poem as lovely as your behind |
| 2003 Aug 15 | Apocalyptic Rumor | I heard this rumor in class today..correct me if I'm wrong: |
| 2003 Aug 17 | Steel Safari of Red Rivers | Said the zebra to the lion, "Why in heaven are you cryin'?" |
| 2003 Aug 18 | Pantoum of Brevity | Looking down through the shadows |
| 2003 Aug 18 | Calculating Between | The calculator is calculating its own lifespan |
| 2003 Aug 18 | Synthetic Harmony, Synthetic Reflections | Another new poem, now what will it be? |
| 2003 Aug 20 | Moooon | Moon bars, moonbeams, mooning honeymooners |
| 2003 Aug 20 | Only A Warthog Won't | Goofy Haikus |
| 2003 Aug 23 | But For a Novice | Matilda tolled the churchyard bell |
| 2003 Aug 25 | Sounds Like the Vampire Abroad | The beating of a distant drum |
| 2003 Aug 25 | Lilliputians - My Play on Their Set | Lilliputians in my lap |
| 2003 Aug 26 | Who's To Absolve the Jersey Stitch? | There was a young nun from Hoboken |
| 2003 Aug 26 | Holographic Implant | Tales of magic and mystery |
| 2003 Aug 27 | Cupcakes For Jesus | So many Herberts with which to contend |
| 2003 Aug 28 | Contemplate the Stuff | Let the sun shine in! Or let it rain. |
| 2003 Aug 29 | Inter-Planetary Tomfoolery | I once took a spaceship to Mars |
| 2003 Aug 29 | Yurt Optometrist | Perpetuating structures: these |
| 2003 Sep 1 | Even Time Will Have to Tread the Path | A thousand opportunities |
| 2003 Sep 1 | Nirvana in Daylight | I think I'll tiptoe over there |
| 2003 Sep 2 | A Relief | An uncle, all carbon |
| 2003 Sep 2 | One Cat for Every Lear | How blithely do the flivvers fly |
| 2003 Sep 3 | Guilelessly, No | Gus Grissom ... wasn't he the dude |
| 2003 Sep 3 | Cummerbunds Will Fall (2004) | Predictions for the Coming Year |
| 2003 Sep 4 | Air Is Saleable To Those Who Don't Care | Billy Mays here, Folks, to tell you about an incredible new product: |
| 2003 Sep 5 | The Circus Elephant Blues | My tutu's not starched and my toe shoes are scuffed |
| 2003 Sep 5 | Truly, I Have Subverted You | I can't help but note that your navel is inverted |
| 2003 Sep 6 | Sister Sarah and the Beef Panic | Whatcha gonna do when the money runs out? |
| 2003 Sep 9 | The Chrysostom Cathedral | Chrysostom ... wasn't he the saint |
| 2003 Sep 11 | One Less Day to Remember | Journal Entries |
| 2003 Sep 16 | Through the Days of Smouldering | I can barely remember the time |
| 2003 Sep 17 | A Meadowlark Crumbling in Basalt | A costive agent knows too well |
| 2003 Sep 18 | My Blotter | The ink was barely dry upon the page |
| 2003 Sep 20 | Drooling Without Dementia | An empty page is |
| 2003 Sep 20 | Kindly Mind My Zoo | Kruschev and me |
| 2003 Sep 22 | My Misadventures Began in Cleveland | Inaccurate, like any map |
| 2003 Sep 22 | Mugged | Coffee mugs are breeding grounds |
| 2003 Sep 22 | Minstrels Really Know | The Troubadour was travelling, his merry band in tow |
| 2003 Sep 23 | Why Listen? | If wishes were horses |
| 2003 Sep 24 | Yellow Pasty Cavalcade | I've heard that folks that are from the U.K. |
| 2003 Sep 24 | The Gospel of Even Numbers | My only brush with India |
| 2003 Sep 24 | Blessed are the Circular | Blessed are the spoonbillers |
| 2003 Sep 25 | The Intent Of Noses | Attend the tale of Jack the Lad |
| 2003 Sep 27 | Noodle Ingests Itself | Mumbles not heard on any Pink Floyd album: |
| 2003 Sep 28 | Hindsight Blindness | If I had known that this would be |
| 2003 Sep 30 | Transcribed by Strangers that Float | Keep all new songs as softly sweet as mine |
| 2003 Oct 1 | A Challenge To The Juvenile | How many times have you started a line |
| 2003 Oct 1 | Forlorn Ode To Verse | On Helicon, the Muses gather round |
| 2003 Oct 2 | Straight Forward | tiny |
| 2003 Oct 2 | The Flawed, But Somehow Delightful Vacation | Let us retire to France |
| 2003 Oct 7 | Horizons Known Only to the Certain | Over the listing, under the stamp |
| 2003 Oct 8 | Plutarchs Anthill Blues | When flying on a jumbo jet |
| 2003 Oct 9 | Dancing the Inevitable | Why must you dance the lambada? |
| 2003 Oct 10 | Right Nestled Securely Among Wrong | Our old friend, haiku |
| 2003 Oct 10 | Let's | U LKE 2 HIKU? |
| 2003 Oct 13 | A Lacklustre Paragon | Changed the channels 'til my fingers bled |
| 2003 Oct 15 | Haunted Colours | Lacerated insights pour into my head |
| 2003 Oct 16 | Sleeping Is Ignorance | While trudging through the swamp let us endeavor |
| 2003 Oct 17 | Reinstate War Fun | You've seen but a few of my numerous failings |
| 2003 Oct 17 | Any Old Moth-Eaten Universe | This plethora of pickles |
| 2003 Oct 18 | Naughtiness As Can | I once knew a good sick ducker |
| 2003 Oct 21 | Upside-Down Cat Blues | Sometimes I feel I'm going insane |
| 2003 Oct 22 | Cooper's Atomic Dogmeal | Inside this barrel - don't you know? - |
| 2003 Oct 23 | Gene Pylons | Andromaque: 'twixt bloodied sheets |
| 2003 Oct 26 | Profit and the Usual Umbrage | Lest we profit from the slides |
| 2003 Oct 27 | Delusions are my Family | I love you because |
| 2003 Oct 28 | Mouldy Hiccough | It |
| 2003 Nov 1 | Yo-Ho-Ho, Piratical Barnacles | Avast me hearties! Haul away! |
| 2003 Nov 3 | Lawfully Invalidated Fishing Permit | A pound of osmium breaks all banks |
| 2003 Nov 3 | The Unwanted Haiku | I hate raking leaves |
| 2003 Nov 5 | We Are More Free In Play | I'd like to haiku |
| 2003 Nov 7 | Spoons Succumb To Fawkes | A stack of broken furniture is set ablaze tonight |
| 2003 Nov 8 | Debauchery, Alcohol, And Nothing Left | There appears to be much merriment tonight |
| 2003 Nov 10 | Vanishing Dustbins In Dagenham | Disappear into the mist! |
| 2003 Nov 11 | Poem Against The Removal Of Divided Teeth | Remember, sir, when spooning with your bill |
| 2003 Nov 12 | Till Eulenspiegel For Amateurs | There never has been a good time |
| 2003 Nov 12 | Vacancy Is All The Rage | This mournful empty space |
| 2003 Nov 18 | Glyphs And Cryptographic Chance | Red rocks; blue skies; a snooze and air refreshed |
| 2003 Nov 18 | The Virginal Chorus Sings Alleluia | Her clavicle was something to behold |
| 2003 Nov 20 | Tuppence For The Battery | Marie looked, but saw herself no more, |
| 2003 Nov 20 | Toothy | After searching high and low, I finally found |
| 2003 Nov 21 | Only Known Criminals And Their Zebras | I think I saw an eagle fly across the Interstate |
| 2003 Nov 23 | Never Knowingly Renounce Walk-on Parts | A small incision in the chest-wall |
| 2003 Nov 25 | Classes Unusual In School Environs | 'Mediæval frolics in the gym?', the porter queried, |
| 2003 Nov 25 | If Bentley | George Dubbya Bush |
| 2003 Nov 27 | Your Own Secret Body | A mesomorph, a mesomorph |
| 2003 Nov 28 | Hades Doesn't Matter | Persephone will not emerge; I've heard it from the highest source |
| 2003 Nov 29 | Sold For Leather | It's time to shampoo my peruke |
| 2003 Dec 1 | Collisions | Listen, my children, and you shall hear |
| 2003 Dec 3 | Situtationist Funeral | Pallbearers of uneven height |
| 2003 Dec 4 | Sometimes Almost Roundish | Pasquale's famously roundish tartan muffled |
| 2003 Dec 5 | Lament For The Unseen Cake | Who will come with me, who will come play? |
| 2003 Dec 8 | Rude Feminism | Carol took my G.I. Joe and hitted him with a stick |
| 2003 Dec 10 | Biscuitry In Clean Sheets | Mine was only mortar |
| 2003 Dec 12 | Pies And Astrolabes | Body-rot, on crocodiles |
| 2003 Dec 13 | Boutiques Full Of Festive Knick-knacks | Greensleeves and wassail, angels galore |
| 2003 Dec 15 | Loneliness Corrupted By Fishes | Homesick while at home--candles melt like promises |
| 2003 Dec 18 | Lyrics To Kill The Bliss Of Heart-throbs | Her tortured lip was dripping blood |
| 2003 Dec 23 | Peaches En Famille | This mortal skull that looks on me |
| 2003 Dec 30 | Why Not? Your Knots Do! | "Compliments of the season" annoys me beyond reason |
| 2004 Jan 2 | That Otherwise Fruitful Humanity | Where has haiku gone? |
| 2004 Jan 3 | Avoid The Dossier | This page is discontinued |
| 2004 Jan 8 | The Giant Eyes Of Friendship | Don't take offence at what I say, |
| 2004 Jan 13 | Athens Whose Ruins | What venom lies behind the name |
| 2004 Jan 14 | Leadership Fails Turtles | He used to be, so rumor has, the Dean of Men at Alcatraz |
| 2004 Jan 28 | Of Sailors And Their Ways | I'll tell you the tale of ham-handed Hannah |
| 2004 Jan 29 | Mayoral Heart-throbs | A burst of poignant doctrine |
| 2004 Feb 2 | A Plurality Because Of Our Nausea | Let's not forget the little ones |
| 2004 Feb 5 | Concealed In Plain Leather | Of all the nights I've spent abroad |
| 2004 Feb 6 | Questions, Not More | When You've made all Creation in just seven days |
| 2004 Feb 10 | The Better To Infiltrate Someone's Affections | I never saw you in a dream |
| 2004 Feb 13 | I Won't Be Flying Anywhere Near Basildon | There's time enough for changing sides |
| 2004 Feb 18 | Doom Dealt Deftly | The djinn that made me sneeze |
| 2004 Feb 23 | No, Angels Shouldn't | To cling, once more, to selfsame forms |
| 2004 Mar 3 | Musical Accomplishments Involving Instruments Of Zinc | It's fine to play the didgeridoo, but please not in the office loo |
| 2004 Mar 4 | It's Unoffically Denied Until Proven | Now the news is out, |
| 2004 Mar 12 | Beyond Her Final Finery | Mow the news is out |
| 2004 Mar 19 | Collaborating, Supposedly | To polevault, or to stay in bed? |
| 2004 Mar 24 | Milk Manoeuvres | Free, with every Guernsey cow |
| 2004 Mar 30 | To Heroic Bakery | Crumpets, muffins and baguettes |
| 2004 Apr 2 | Faithful Enough Before Lunch | At the age of thirty-seven |
| 2004 Apr 14 | Brief Lives Last Sunday | People from Purley like getting up early |
| 2004 Apr 20 | She Never Even Saw His Noble Bonfire | Without ever eating |
| 2004 Apr 24 | Brigade Of Billabongs | In conclusion, Speckled Jim |
| 2004 Apr 26 | Bayonets Programmed To Twirl | Scarcely welcome though she was |
| 2004 May 9 | Surprise Dentistry | At a quarter past one on the fifteenth of May |
| 2004 May 17 | Pork Beam Custard | Palpably encoded in the Turing mould |
| 2004 Jun 1 | Sing Soprano Like They're Sniffing | A venerated halibut consecrated mass |
| 2004 Jun 22 | Lotteries Bring Us Little Snowdrops | Divest yourself of all your wealth! |
| 2004 Jul 1 | Defenestrating Our Noisome Entertainers | Beckham, Rooney, Owen and Scholes |
| 2004 Jul 7 | Lighthouse Magic | It came upon the midnight clear |
| 2004 Jul 9 | North-east Is Henceforth Banished | A globe for tea, crammed high with brine, |
| 2004 Jul 9 | Hideum Cat | Banalities, encountered twice, |
| 2004 Jul 13 | Weather-vane Warning | Behind the grizzled pine |
| 2004 Jul 18 | America Next Thursday Or Thereabouts | Thou old, unruly turban |
| 2004 Jul 27 | Swedish Substitute For Previously Contaminated Dessert | Speciously, you are so fine! |
| 2004 Aug 16 | Knighthood For Those In Direst Destitution | I chanced upon a shouting match |
| 2004 Aug 17 | It Might Not Be That Scrap | When coupled with that |
| 2004 Aug 20 | Biblical Sheep-dip Nonsense | No more strumpets, |
| 2004 Aug 24 | Raskolnikov Spotless, Adrift Upon Oceans | Jesuitical was his way |
| 2004 Aug 26 | They Astray | On coming home at last |
| 2004 Sep 1 | Plans For Nobody | Andromeda, I cry to thee |
| 2004 Sep 2 | Adrift Beyond Our Reckoning | Three hobbling blondes |
| 2004 Nov 14 | Hittite Words Of Unforgiving | A gentleman of oriental character |
| 2004 Nov 18 | Mine Or Not To Be | Your clone is a much better lover |
| 2004 Dec 9 | Please Let Us Pronounce Each Syllable Better | One for the money, two for joy |
| 2005 Jan 4 | Cycling Behind The Traces | Coded in the final hour |
| 2005 Jan 7 | Is Nothing Valueless | Once quite temperamental |
| 2005 Jan 16 | Deatiny Shaped By Simpletons | State of action: quite inert |
| 2005 Jan 24 | Keatsian Devices | Grecian urns do not inspire these words |
| 2005 Feb 3 | Systemic Gouda | Stale cheese croutons in my jar |
| 2005 Feb 8 | Drive-By Morality | So how ya doin', Mrs. Knapp? |
| 2005 Feb 11 | Desperate Kippers | Just a tingling kind of pain |
| 2005 Feb 21 | Still, Inkpots Leave Stains | Will you be f***ing p***ed if I use asterisks? |
| 2005 Feb 28 | Dog-biscuit Dunking | I paid for all this road myself |
| 2005 Mar 18 | Eye-Flavored Scrutiny | Prodigiously attractive |
| 2005 Mar 29 | Nothing More Redundant Than Thought | Stagnation, degradation |
| 2005 Apr 12 | Over Blighty Dipping | Men who pause |
| 2005 Apr 26 | Our Socratic Brethren Will One Morning Save The Welsh Unaided | Plato's grin did shame the sun |
| 2005 May 17 | Tears Before Tonsils | Lethal injection, on the tide, |
| 2005 Jul 11 | Highways, Byways, Afterthoughts | Kaleidoscopes in bronze and zinc |
| 2005 Jul 22 | For The Draining-board That Survivors Clutch | Step this way, you man o' war, |
| 2005 Jul 30 | Tantric Diagrams | The empty vest had seen some times |
| 2005 Aug 23 | Why We Ought Not To Bellow Faintly Throughout Our Dinner | Betrayed by movements in the dark |
| 2005 Sep 1 | My Third Empire | In this haystack, L. P. Hartley |
| 2005 Sep 6 | Neolithic Muesli | Grizzled, in a state of tears, |
| 2005 Sep 19 | Charity Enough For Now | Action is as action does |
| 2005 Oct 15 | Airworthy Kitchens | Dross of ages past is ours |
| 2005 Nov 23 | The Interplanetary Concavity Is How Deep | Good Men, our good ship's run aground |
| 2005 Dec 8 | No Thanks, Kenneth | Are you going to Scarborough Fair? |
| 2006 Jan 2 | Winged Things That Reek Of Myrrh | In dreams of dimes and happenstance |
| 2006 Jan 5 | When This Ends We Shall, Too | I sprawl, I sprawl |
| 2006 Feb 25 | Decorated With Hasty Stitches | Not another nugget |
| 2006 Mar 9 | Not A Proper Postman | More of me, and less of you |
| 2006 Mar 15 | Where Is It Going To End? | My old conveyor belt |
| 2006 Mar 29 | To Dissuade Potential Consumers | You claim that you've heard it before |
| 2006 Apr 18 | Implications | Take a pinch of mustard-seed |
| 2006 May 1 | Vienna In Pencil | Fleeting vision, yesternight, |
| 2006 May 11 | 22 Catheters Soaked By Circumstance | Who could resist |
| 2006 May 15 | The Weather Of Mine Heart | Catch 22 |
| 2006 May 30 | Pork-pie Hatred In Stoke | I hefted bricks of twenty pounds |
| 2006 Jun 3 | How It Was Before | Astride an ice-cold anvil |
| 2006 Jun 8 | Hereinafter Hake | To view the ocean from a cliff |
| 2006 Jun 11 | Testimonial Of Unrest | A song for hake, an anthem, ho! |
| 2006 Jun 15 | Show Me How Verdi Murdered Houdini | his pendulum might make you sneeze |
| 2006 Jun 20 | Occasionally He Thinks | Oh! So now you're telling me |
| 2006 Jun 22 | Distressing | Basingstoke is mentioned in Henry 4 Part 2 |
| 2006 Jun 23 | Kill The Penny | Perfection in a postage-stamp |
| 2006 Jul 28 | Market Anomalies Perpetrated By Emily Dickens | Because I could not stop for Lunch |
| 2006 Aug 15 | The Lesson Of Days Before Tuesday | There's a red house over yonder |
| 2007 Jan 5 | In Dreams of Counterfeited Harmony | They met at Domus Felix |
| 2007 Jan 29 | Uniformly Bunyan | Futility is much admired, by those outside this burgh, |
| 2007 Feb 14 | Who Shall Own Nerina Pallot | Nerina Pallot® sings divinely |
| 2007 Mar 1 | Before More Nuns Knew Lisaveta Pilchard | Tirades against The Steady State |
| 2007 Apr 11 | Our Blessed Foolery Again | Neo® caught me unawares |
| 2004 Dec 11 | Watery Flapjacks, Damn It! | Adam and Eve had reason to grieve |
| 2005 Apr 26 | Our Welsh Brethren Confess | Rushing from the Laundromat® |