Poems 1

Stuff and nonsense

A View Of The Snowy Mountain

It resembles a snowy mountain range That white crumpled sheet Elegant in its simplicity A Realistic model Of peaks and valleys In my admiration Of this honest Piece of art
Cherry

A Horse Named Horse

Starting the process of decorating our daughter’s bedroom, me and my wife decided to clear a cupboard that we had stuffed with loads of rubbish when we first moved in a couple of years ago.

A Jewel of Womankind

I keep the treasure guarded, in the fortress of my mind. Shrouded from on-lookers; protected from prying eyes. It is not just an image, or a photo, so sublime.

Alien planet

Heroes once fought Lost their lives Oppression crushed Clear skies Generations new How it has changed Development Diversity Transitional rape Decaying society Respect undermined

Annual Asylum

Festive Bastille Blood line strangers Contrived Celebrations Sense the danger Relative inmates Climbing the walls Arguments a plenty Impending wars Black hole of insanity

Another Day

A quiet suburban street Distant noises wash over me Children playing A dog barking Free from prying eyes I reach for the glove box A Swig of courage Hidden out of sight And another...

Art Of Control

Roll up, Roll up, Come and get your good news here. My words are what you yearn. They will say what you want to hear. I will gain your trust, with tales of old,

Blah Blah Blah...

Blah Blah Blah...
Cherry

Brian

Brian; the story of a fridge and a boat

Christmas Curtains

New home to dwell Rooms so bare Empty with Echoes Nothing to share He could cope with the floor boards He could live with no bin But the one thing he couldn’t stand No curtains within!!!

Clandestine Missive

Gone are the days of evening normality I come home and go straight on A-B-C Vindicated by occasional feedback English language in rhyme for all to see Malnutrition at danger level

Compassion

Compassion

Daughter

Buzz Buzz Buzz

The One

He was always the problem, The one, the bloody one, The bloody chosen one! I had to walk to school, I had to pay rent! Oh no not him, he’s too young, No shit for him!

Express Yourself

I punched myself in the face... I didn't like it!

Head in the Sand

I watched her walk towards the door Her guilt forcing her stare to the floor Out with a friend she hasn’t seen for years Me, hiding my secret tears New perfume New gold New bag to hold

Epiphany

I climb your mountain Slowly rising Deafening silence ironically defining I reach the peak And survey the landscape I look in the crowd for your presence to stop this

Night down the pub

Night down the pub Magic in a bottle Had enough now Put my foot on the throttle Hazy vision It’s not far now Bumping the curb Must pay attention Revolving scenes Lethargic Engulfing

Questions

What defines me?

Pikey Bingo

Enter the den Fill out my slip Keep my fingers crossed Vice like grip My number is called Queue for my prize Nearly time to collect Would prefer to hide Army of tracksuits

Paste and Copy

I tried to teach her to paste and copy She refused to listen Got all stroppy She’d write it out All over again Tedious really Watching in vain I had to continue Extremely tired

Listen!

People love to talk. Mainly about themselves. Luckily I’ve perfected the art of listening over the years. Looking very interested, even bewildered when required.

My friend

Told that there was something I needed to know I listened Tales of treachery and treason followed He had been there for me through good and bad There was no reason to doubt his word

Liar in the blood

Born into a family of liars I realized from an early age I was to carry the torch as my father and my father’s father and my father’s father’s father… you get the idea!

Face Book Rant

Speaking to a friend a while ago, he explained that he was due to get married and invited me to the wedding. A couple of months past, and the wedding drew closer.

Happy Anniversary Darling

1989 was the year that I first laid my eyes on you you were in a long dress standing alone I knew… no! I hoped… you would me mine engulfed in passion like a fire burning hot

Streak The Tortoise

Streak The Tortoise

My Bashful Ego

My Bashful Ego

Getting Through The Week

Getting Through The week

My Cotton Wool Snowman

My Cotton Wool Snowman

Yet Another Quiet Day

I jump across just in time... missing a huge rolling bolder diving into the river I swim across pursued by sharks On the other side of the shore an enemy stands Waiting...

He Said...

He Said...

Drilling My Brain

Drilling My Brain

Writer's Block Remover

Do YOU suffer from writer's block?

Hour Glass

Hour Glass
Cherry

Mother

Mother

The Poet

The Poet

Urban Theatre

Fight! Fight! Fight!

Swimming, fully clothed, in Spain

Swimming, fully clothed, in Spain

The Coin

Coins and super glue

Tomorrow

Tomorrow's my big day!

The Book

I have an idea...

Help Me

Do you really want to help me?

My Bathsheba

I searched; I found

Never

Never

Vodka & Dreams (Re-edited)

The sweet melody plays, just loud enough to be heard over the chattering voices of the other skaters.

Noddy & Big Ears live in Brugges

A couple of years ago, me and the missus decided that we deserved a short break.

Egg

I knew from an early age that my life would never be easy, but the last couple of months have definitely been the worst.

Moan, Moan, Moan!

Moan, moan, moan! It’s the same story every day... She comes home from work, throwing her weight around. So what if the litter tray is full? So what if the water bowl has run dry?

Mum in a million

To my partner A mother Devoted protector Guardian like no other She gave me my dreams Watching them grow Seeing to their needs Dispelling they’re lows First day of school

Irony

Irony
Cherry

Stuck!

Many years ago, when I was a child, I was involved in a tragic accident. I can just about remember the police helicopter landing in the field behind our house, but the rest is a blur.

Spanish Streets

All dressed in White

Waiting with Spanish Guitars

Waiting with Spanish guitars. Why do I sit here? You stamp on me so, and still I wait. Am I a fool? Perhaps. It wasn't much to ask, was it? For you to come to me?
Cherry

Reflection.

This is my special day. I’ve planned it for ever, and a bit more. An early start. I want to depart, before the house awakes. I look down at the water. It swirls and dances,
Cherry

My Over Inflated Mind.

My head swells, With the words of wisdom, implanted into my Cerebral Cortex. Security Level: Administrator. The signal: Never interrupted. My hair; my face; my clothes.