The Rough Vs The Smooth

I’ve often wondered

Over the years

If I had never met

The barbarian

What my life

Would have been like

Had I slept

With the librarian

(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)


High School English Teachers 

I remember everything about you

Your cardigan, glasses and quiff

If you weren’t so much older

Maybe I’d have been bolder

And asked you out forthwith

(Originally Posted 19.08.2022)


Last Chance 

Despite my protests

to the contrary,

it has always

been you.

Why not 

meet me

at the library,

and I’ll make

your dreams

come true.

(Originally Posted 19.08.2019)

Into The Night

Just kick back

And drink with me

There’s no need

To be so reserved 

As for tying up loose ends

And toasting old friends

We’ve got all the time 

In the world

(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)

Spilled Guts

To acclaim and adulation

Of late I’ve been besieged

But that’s just what happens 

When your mind blackens 

And suffers a containment breach

(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)

Mother’s Day

As she sat down

She looked around

And each of their smiles

Was a winner  

Yet she couldn’t help 

But think to herself 

They are only here

For the dinner

(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)

Nightlife

Sneaking outside

For a cheeky cigarette

I catch your eye

And swiftly regret

That I said

I’d go home with him

Creeping back inside

And to the bar

I see you again

Peering from afar

And I know

That it’s sink or swim


It’s your hair at first

That grabs my attention

But when I see your face

I know my intention

Is to take you back 

To mine

And as I watch you again

When you walk back in

Standing at the bar

Ordering a drink

I know it’s just 

A matter of time

(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)

Through Space And Time

If only there was a button 

That, when pressed, whisked you away

And you found yourself at the beginning

Of a different time and day

Then I would press that button 

And I would grab your hand 

And let that portal transport us

Both to the promised land

(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)

Ann’s Summer

As she eyed it up

She wondered 

If she could connect 

With such a machine

You should put that back

Advised her friend 

As you don’t know 

Where it’s been

(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)

Believe Nothing

Now those old gods

Have disappeared

And it seems mere mortals

Are now revered

I can’t help but wonder

If all such crooks

Shouldn’t too be confined

To story books

(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog/)

Charming Collaborations #7

Stranger Danger 

The night our worlds collided 
So different and yet the same 
I lost myself in your eyes 
Without even knowing your name

You were merely a stranger 
Who stole my heart
In the most dangerous way
Now I am searching 
For a glimpse of you
And the space we once shared
In a crowded square

Written in collaboration with Cassa Bassa at http://www.flickerofthoughts.com ©2023

Charming Collaborations #6

It Is What It Is 

From what happened 
Between us last night
I have a feeling 
This has potential

I even contemplate
to stay for breakfast
skip work
and love on you more
But after my first cigarette
I realised 
for our art to be perfect
I must play the escape artist
once more

You see I cannot give you
What you want 
Unless we can agree 
To take it slow 
I may not be sure 
Of many things
But my fear of love
I know 

If that's not enough for you
We'd better call it quits 
Not everything has a happy ending
Life can be a hit and miss

Written in collaboration with Cassa Bassa at http://www.flickerofthoughts.com ©2023

Hard Evidence

If love was permanent

And grief temporal

Perhaps I’d feel safe

And less conjectoral

Inspired by Cassa Bassa at flickerofthoughts.com

Charming Collaborations #5

IF ONLY

Why are you still fucking talking
Because the words out of my mouth have meaning
Yet your homespun philosophy bores me
At least I don’t feel compelled by needless preening
Do you think that this is it?
That our relationship is built on shit ?
Well, it’s you that cannot follow instruction
You know what ? I’m done, I quit !
I hope that isn’t an attempt at seduction
If only.

Written in collaboration with @Matt at aprolificpotpourri.wordpress.com ©2023


Early Morning Word Wednesday: Poetry Collab #1…

Charming Collaborations #4

“Touch And Go”

were i to ask
for truth,

which would
you spin?

The kind that
pushes
back…

or lets me in?

Written in collaboration with @grumpygorman at handsinthegarden.com ©2023


Charming Collaborations #3

“Untitled”

time coasts past
like clouds of
dream

sweet spoken words
lost in-between

the truth’s not
really what it
seems,

so often bared,
but seldom
seen.

Written in collaboration with @grumpygorman at handsinthegarden.com ©2023


Charming Collaborations #2

“But My Eyes Still See”

not every quiet’s
golden,

some grow rank
with mold,

blue blooming
with decay

with truths we’ve
fail to say.

Written in collaboration with @grumpygorman at handsinthegarden.com ©2023


Charming Collaborations #1

“Not Too Rough”

she said she wasn’t
built for this

but was too smitten
to resist the risk,

stating “let’s just see what
happens”

numb from being flattered
and then flattened

by the well meaning
hands

of some overly
eager
man.

Written in collaboration with @grumpygorman at handsinthegarden.com ©2023


Vive L’Hobbo!

Our dearest Hobbo

It’s impossible to show

Just how much we’ll surely miss thee

But until when

We may meet again

We’ll have the ever ebullient Brie!

😊🖤


“The ever ebullient Brie; a cheesy story”

Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com The ever ebullient Brie, a cheesy story In response to a challenge by Little Charmer The ever ebullient Brie took his mum on a trip to the sea; after spending all day in the sun, the guy was a cheese on the run. Seeking help from his mate, Mozzarella he […]

The ever ebullient Brie; a cheesy story

A Chocolatey Collaboration

Isn’t it just amazing
What reading aloud can do
How through someone else’s voice
Your story can feel all the more true

I’m honoured you picked this piece, my friend,
And have given it life anew
I may well have written the words
But here the credit belongs to you

A huge thanks to Matt Snyder of https://aprolicicpotpourri.art/

https://anchor.fm/matt-david-snyder/embed/episodes/The-Bakery-Aisle-ev39s1 A short story about love by my favorite writer/collaborator friend from Northern Scotland, Little Charmer.

Short Story Saturday: The Bakery Aisle

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