Back At The Fintry Inn

I’m not that girl

You used to know

I killed her off

Many moons ago

Now close your mouth

And dry your eyes

As life isn’t all beer

And scampi fries

Those Left Behind

I’m relieved to read

Your memories

Have now started

To blend

As heaven knows

With enough guilt

I already

Must contend

Fishwives

Scream

And shout

All you like

But it

Won’t change

A thing

Because if

This bluster

Is all you

Can muster

Then there’s

No chance

You

Will win

Succinct

What is life
He said
Without a little risk?

There’s testing the limit
She said
And then taking the piss

Daddy Issues

Now I know

Why you left

Time

And time again

It wasn’t because

I wasn’t enough

You just couldn’t

Stand the pain

On Corruption

Yes

We should all

Go out

And vote

But really,

What’s the point?

When those in power

The depths

Do scour

And criminals

Forever appoint

Just A Small Town Boy

Yet another

Young life

Gone too soon

More candles lit

And flowers

Now strewn

Lest we forget

What an impact

It has

When the world

Watches on

But ignores red flags

Hoodwinked

Never again

Will I give you

The benefit

Of the doubt

Not now your lies

Have been uncovered

And the truth

Is finally out

The Operation

Is there another way

She asked

To cure my ills?

I’d have no problem

Taking the pills

If there was something

He said

To advise, I would

But no pill out there

Would do you any good

What are you saying

She asked

I’m devoid of hope?

All that’s left

Is to sit around and mope?

What I mean

He said

Is given your pain

The only way forward

Is to rewire your brain

Summer Holidays

Thank fuck

She said

I’m getting away

I couldn’t take it

Another day

I’m so happy

He said

You’re visiting me

As I’ll help you forget,

Easily

Landslides

Waking up

This morning

To his

Promises

Of change

Yet unable

To shake

The feeling

That he’ll

Fuck it up

Again

Wish Me Luck

My bags are packed

I’m ready to go

Now all I need

Is for you to show

Me where I can get

One for the road

Aviemore

As we have found

Where your body has lain

We hope it heals

Your family’s pain

And though they’ll struggle

To see past the rain

Now you can be

Together again

The Wisdom Of Age

The older I get

She said

I’ve realised

That the timing

Will never be right

You’ve just got to go for it

She said

And to not

Be so uptight

Not In Front Of The Kids

I hear you shout

Through the wall

And realise you don’t

Love her at all 

Then I see you fight

From my bed

And know you won’t stop

Until she’s dead

The Sins Of Fathers

If I was to meet my father

When he was a younger man

I would ask him some questions

To help me to understand

Like did he ever really love her

That’s what I’d like to know

Why did he defy his parents

If it was all just for show?

Why when he had his own kids

Did he revert back to what he knew

Why treat us the way he had been

What was he trying to do?

But most of all I’d tell him

Of the mistakes he was going to make

And convince him to do things differently

For our relationships sake

Freshers Week

As she wound her way

To the dancefloor

With a drink held tight

In each hand

I knew there and then

That we’d be friends

In ways no-one else

Would understand

Clickety-Clack

You’d think I’d know

This route by now

As I’ve travelled it

So many times

Yet I always see

Something new to me

As I traverse

These railway lines

Gordonstoun

I felt sorry for him

The boy on the train

Said he’d ran away

From school again

Told me his parents

Just didn’t care

There was nothing,

But misery,

For him there

The Rabble-Rouser

We want to thank you

For all you do

When you stand up

For what is right

When we hear you speak

And give your critique

We can feel

Our passion ignite

The Acolyte

If only you

Were here to ask

To make up for the brains

I sorely lack

Then I’d still be here

Your avid learner

Taking it all in

Without a murmur

Blood Money

I can’t take it

She said

It doesn’t feel right

I’m really not proud

Of what I did

That night

You’ve no need to feel bad

He said

Or have any regrets

Just enjoy your freedom

As you’ve paid off

Your debts

Age-Old

Do you know what I have learned

She said

In all my time here on this earth

Forget about the bridges you’ve burned

She said

And value your own self worth

Itchy Feet

It’s not that I don’t trust

The fortuitous hands of fate

But I would just prefer it

If I didn’t have to wait

Fake As Fuck

That’s really amazing news

She said

I’m so very pleased for you

Now let’s just leave it there

She said

As you wouldn’t want the truth

2.4 Children

We must catch up sometime

She said

I miss spending time with you

If that was all I had at home

She said

Then I would miss me too

“You Can’t Stand Me Now”

Something of a hero

In your teens

The subject of many

Young girls dreams

Yet here you are now

Bloated and aging

With that yellowing skin

And cholesterol raging

So it’s hard to see you

As you once were

When that rakish charm

Caused quite the stir

Yet it’s not really you

That I feel sorry for

It’s all those young girls

Who don’t dream anymore

Stop Killing Children

The world is now

In disrepair

Our humanity

In tatters

Yet all you can say

Is “how dare they”

Like being right

Is all that matters

Maybe Next Time

I really am

Very sorry

I did not mean

To offend

But to look

Interested

In what you

Had suggested

I couldn’t be bothered

To pretend

Clock Watching

I commend

Your curiosity

I absolutely do

The fact

That I’m not

Remotely arsed

Says far more

About me

Than you

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