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)

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/)

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