Trying
In vain
To feel alive
There’s one more
Mountain
Left to drive
Hometime
As the hurt starts to subside
And the pain begins to fade
I’m never too far
From the reminder
Grief is still the sharpest blade
(Originally Posted 04.12.2020)
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Trying
In vain
To feel alive
There’s one more
Mountain
Left to drive
Hometime
As the hurt starts to subside
And the pain begins to fade
I’m never too far
From the reminder
Grief is still the sharpest blade
(Originally Posted 04.12.2020)
It doesn’t hurt as much
To look nowadays
But I’ll admit
That I don’t too often
As some of the things
We got up to back then
Are probably
Best forgotten
Polaroid Memories
I can no
longer
look at
at your
face
My
eyes I
have to
sheathe
For
tears
begin
to flow
at pace
And I
can no
longer
breathe
(Originally Posted 28.11.2019)
I cannot imagine
I meant the Jesus
In the title of this piece
As it’s far more likely
To be a Jesús
Who’d make me go weak at the knees
Christ On A Bike
It
truly
is a
wonder
To see
such a
glorious
sight
My
heart
beats
like
thunder
As my
body
sings
with
delight
(Originally Posted 25.11.2019)
It is all
Well and good
Spending time
With old friends
Yet it’s always me
Who leaves emptily
When the night
Inevitably ends
Catching Up
It
was
so
good
to see
you
But
now
I’m
glad
you’ve
gone
You
remind
me too
much of
my life
before
And
what
has
since
gone
wrong
(Originally Posted 21.11.2019)
It was so much easier
Back then
As we fell in love
With our friends
Now don’t get me wrong
The drugs played a part
But we were also more open
To sharing our hearts
Love In The 90’s
No one could wear
A band t-shirt like you
With your longer hair
And grey cardigan too
That smile so shy
Those Doc Marten boots
It is no wonder why
We were in such cahoots
(Originally Posted 20.11.2020)
‘I’ll take you up to the highest heights
Let’s spread our wings and fly away’
It was never
Going to be you
Not that I
Would’ve wanted to
It was always just
You reminded me
That there would be other
Fish in the sea
Indebted
Thank
you so
much
for
being
you
Otherwise
I’d still
be wandering
around
without
a clue
Waiting
for
the days
not to
feel
so blue
And
hoping
to find
a love
that’s
true
(Originally Posted 22.10.2019)
2,995 posts
And one pickled liver later
It’s a good job
That I didn’t stop
Or I’d never have put pen to paper
Drinking
I fear
I’ve had
one too
many
tonight
Perhaps
now isn’t
the time
my story
to write
(Originally Posted 18.10.2019)
Maybe she’s born with it…
Or maybe she’s just clinically depressed…
Moods
Ups and downs,
Peaks and troughs,
But the darkness?
That never stops…
(Originally Posted 10.10.2019)
Well that lasted all of five minutes
As after that lockdown was lifted
I was out the front door like a shot
And did I care who touched me? Not a jot!
Deprived
I
honestly
don’t
remember
When
I last
felt
human
touch
And
as
time
goes
on
I’ve
started
to
feel
That
I actually
don’t
mind
too
much
(Originally Posted 07.10.2020)
It wasn’t that
I wanted to stop
But I was scared that we’d get caught
That’s why I knew
What I had to do
Even though it left us distraught
Condensation
As the
wind
rattles
the
window
pane
I
wonder
if it’s
cold
where
you are
Or are
you
now
just
over
heating
In
somebody
else’s
car
(Originally Posted 23.09.2020)
It was the last round
Music, of course
When I’d already sunk a few
But it was my knowledge
Of old Liverpudlian Soul
That really pulled us through
The Pub Quiz
What was I saying?
What was I..?
Ach, don’t mind me,
I’m drunk.
*Hic*.
(Originally Posted 20.09.2019)
If only I actually was
This little minx that I portray
I’d get my coat and hat
And without looking back
Go have myself a field day
Fuck Buddies
I
won’t
always
be
here,
you
know
For
when
you
feel
the
need
to
ask
Not
while
there
are
more
dicks
to
blow
And
other
glows
in
which
to
bask
(Originally Posted 15.09.2020)
Nothing prepares them
For what’s to come
The devastation
And then some
All I can say
As I watch them have fun
Is just be there for them
When they are done
Piercing
It looks
like this
situation
I may have
misjudged
As not
once did I
think it
would hurt
this much
(Originally Posted 09.09.2019)
It happened quite by accident
As when she left the tent that morning
There was no way she could have known
That a whole new era was dawning
But as they both sat drinking wine
With their connection forming
She began to realise, at last,
Her heart was capable of rewarming
The Lost (We)ekend
I
don’t
know how
we got here
But
here
we are
nonetheless
We
should
just make
the best of it
Before
we have
to reassess
(Originally Posted 09.09.2020)
It seems her wish
Wasn’t his command
Nor was ensuring
Her needs were met
This became
Pretty obvious
When they went back
To bed
Three Wishes
She stops
and sighs
as he
implores
her to stay
But I don’t
think you can
help me,
she says,
turning away
He looks
and smiles
as he
reaches for
her hand
Just trust
me, he says,
your
wish is my
command
(Originally Posted 01.09.2019)
Why don’t you come over
He said
It’s just me and a group of my friends
That’s very kind of you to offer
She said
I get so lonely at weekends
I’d Only Stand in the Kitchen Anyway…
For the third night in a row there are people having a party, somewhere, along my street.
I can hear them talking and laughing in their garden.
I can smell their cigarette smoke through my open window.
I can hear the rattle of beer bottles as they are thrown into the recycle bin.
Music blares away until the early hours.
I’m so jealous sitting here, miserable and alone, night after night.
I mean, I can be fun too you know.
Well, kind of.
(Originally Posted 28.08.2019)
Don’t get me wrong
It’ll take much more
Than just a smile
For my heart to thaw
But until such time
It doesn’t mean
That we can’t have fun
In between
Your Smile
Even
though
my
heart
Resides
in the
deep
freeze
Your
smile
has the
power
To make
me weak
at the
knees
(Originally Posted 27.08.2019)
I’m not sure
If I meant this
In a playful way
Or not
Usually,
I would say I did
But back then
My humour
Was shot
Come Closer
I don’t bite.
Much.
(Originally Posted 27.08.2019)
That being said
Given what happened in bed
One thing is certainly true
If I ever planned
To have a two night stand
It would most definitely be with you
In Beero Veritas
Who’d have thought
That we’d come to
Both half dead
And needing the loo
Perhaps we should
Have thought this through
Instead of getting drunk
And doing the do
(Originally Posted 23.08.2021)
There are those cut out
For DIY
And those who simply are not
You were always one
Who may have had fun
But were never as good as you thought
Xxx
Precipice
Grab
onto
this
He
said
It’ll
be
okay
It’s
one
I made
myself
I’m
not so
sure
She
said
That
it’ll
be
safe
I’ve
seen
you
put
up a
shelf
(Originally Posted 18.08.2020)
‘The Drugs Don’t Work’
Sang the man from Wigan
Just as I’d turned seventeen
Back then it was fun
As real life hadn’t begun
But now I know what he means
Quieten Down(er)
I’ll
take
anything
you’ve
got to
give
Drink,
smoke,
or sedative
As the
voices
inside
my head
these
days
Are
far too
competitive
(Originally Posted 15.08.2020)
Lockdown birthdays
Were no fun
Not for me
Or for anyone
This year I’ll make up
For being alone the last two
By spending the day
Having fun with you
That Time Of Year
Maybe
it’s
because
I can’t
be there
Or
perhaps
it’s
more
I just
don’t
care
For
now
that my
confidence
has
grown
I’ll
spend my
birthday
at home
alone
(Originally Posted 08.08.2020)
I lost that badge
Later that night
In a drunken haze
On Fleet Street
My arm was twisted
So the fun embargo lifted
And my fears, for once,
I managed to beat
Temple Bar
The hordes gather outside your hotel window.
Laughing,
Joking,
Having fun.
You wish you could be more like them.
Prettier,
Funnier,
More confident.
Instead you’re sitting in your room alone with the curtains drawn.
With nothing but your ‘I Hate People’ badge for company.
(Originally Posted 04.08.2019)
I was thinking about this
Just last night
How I am not always
Visually inspired
Have I such little imagination
Lack a formal education
Or is it just that new glasses
Are required?
The Art Gallery
Sometimes
I think
I’m too
stupid to
understand
Sometimes
I think
I’m the
only one
that does
(Originally Posted 04.07.2019)
Back before
I was heart broken
And became
Such a misery
I was capable
Of having fun
Which I did,
Consistently
This is one
Of many stories
From when I was
The queen of frolicking
To think how I was then
Compared to now
Is quite simply
Astonishing
If I could roll back
The years
And talk
To a younger me
I would tell her
‘Don’t just pick one fella’
And keep living your life
Care free
A Love Quadrangle
It
should
be
me
Said
man
number
one
I’ve
been
here
from
the
start
It
should
be
me
Said
man
number
two
I’d
never
break
her
heart
It
should
be
me
Said
man
number
three
I
see
her
playful
side
Please,
stop
arguing
boys
She
said
You
couldn’t
handle
me if
you
tried!
(Originally Posted 30.06.2020)
I dreamt about him last night
You know
For only the third time since he died
At least we had fun
In this one
And it was when I woke up I cried
A Heavenly Reunion
What
are
you
doing
here
He
said
I
told
you
not
to
follow
I
couldn’t
take
any
more
She
said
Life
without
you
left
me
hollow
Xxx
(Originally Posted 29.06.2020)
Believe it or not
Despite my wroth
I am actually quite sweet
I may talk shit
In these words I spit
But in real life I’m a treat
Nom De Plume
Charmer’s the name
Misery the game
Pleased to meet you
I ain’t
I may lack flair
Writing without care
But really
I’m a saint
*winks*
(Originally Posted 23.06.2020)
Made me laugh out loud, this one
As it really is quite blunt
It never ceases to amaze me
How I can be such a
Con trol freak, at times
Trust Issues
Somebody
once
told
me
It will
all be
OK in
the end
Well, that
person
lied
to me
And so
is no
longer
my friend
(Originally Posted 16.06.2020)
‘In every life we have some trouble
But when you worry you make it double’
No matter what
Problem you have
Or whatever the issue
May be
There isn’t anything
That can’t be fixed
By an old fashioned
Cup of tea
Sacrilege
I didn’t think
There was anything else
You could do to anger me
But then you go
And confront me with
A fucking awful cup of tea
(Originally Posted 27.05.2021)
Reckon I must have been watching
That show again when I wrote this
As the only threat I’m capable of giving
Is one of a Glasgow kiss
Omerta
Please
stop
your
incessant
noise
Or I’ll
send
round
one of
the boys
(Originally Posted 02.05.2020)
‘Toe to toe
Dancing very close
Barely breathing
Almost comatose’
“The biggest musical influence on me was my mum. We were both enraptured by music.”
– Johnny Marr
Thank God you came over
She said
I was starting to get bored
Now the real fun begins
He said
Of that you can rest assured
With A Twist
Is
it
too
early
to start
drinking
She
asked
As
this
is
too
much
to bear
That’s
exactly
what
I was
thinking
He
said
As
he
pulled
up a
chair
(Originally Posted 17.04.2020)
“You know, being approachable isn’t that important, anyway. The Queen hasn’t smiled since the ’70s, and her birthdays are still very well attended.”
– David Rose
Still,
It’s fun at the time
Two Day Hangovers
You can take a tablet
To halt a head ache
You can eat a sandwich
To settle a queasy stomach
You can sleep a while
To revive your weary bones
But the self loathing?
That shit lingers inside your head for days
And there’s nothing you can do to help that
God, hangovers are awful
(Originally Posted 18.03.2019)
I love how this one
Makes me sound
Like a player extraordinaire
When really I’d rather
Read a book
Than have my legs in the air
Bluntly
Do you believe in soulmates
He asked
As he lay back in the bed
No
She said, bluntly
Now can we just fuck instead
(Originally Posted 08.03.2021)
Patrick James ‘Judas’ Brady
Oh what can I say about you
One of the first boys I ever loved
That is most certainly true
We only had one night together
And you returned from whence you came
But after our briefest of interludes
I never saw cricket the same way again
Random #8
Sitting on a wall with Judas dressed in cricket whites
I guess we’ll never know
(Originally Posted 07.03.2019)
‘Not to put too fine a point in it
Say I’m the only bee in your bonnet…’
If only it took
Just a wee bit of cheese
To give my heart
A playful squeeze
Yet to succeed
Requires further endeavour
As I have no desire
(For cheese or otherwise)
What so fucking ever
Middle Class Wooing
Don’t
bother
picking
flowers
They
will just
make me
sneeze
If you
really
want to
impress me
Just
bring
a wheel
of cheese
For an
‘expensive’
bottle
of wine
And a
little
bit of
Brie
Is
really
all it
takes
To get
into
bed
with me
(Originally Posted 02.03.2020)
Wine me
Dine me
Never let me go
Tie me
Bind me
I’ll never tell a soul
“A True Maid”
No, no; for my virginity,
When I lose that, says Rose,
I’ll die:
Behind the elms last night, cried
Dick,
Rose, were you not
extremely sick?
– Matthew Prior
“New year, new me”
Is that what you want me to say?
Well, I’m not pretending
I’ll get a happy ending
Just like any other Friday
As the calendar page turns once more
We are granted our reprieve
Thank you so much Mariah
Now you can fucking leave
Take that whiny choirboy with you
And that dick who thinks he’s Elvis
Bing and Bowie can piss off too
With their ‘pa rum pum pum pum’ bullshit
We’re happy to wave you off John
Although your message is appreciated
Best take your mate Paul with you though
Before we have his keyboard castrated
It’s time to step out and away now Elton
With The Jacksons, Jonah and Chuck
And as for the ‘NYPD choir’
We couldn’t give less of a fuck
We’ll really only miss you George
Like we do nearly every day
So perhaps, this year, we could keep you
Instead of giving you away
‘Keep the change you filthy animal’
This is my favorite time of year
He said
With these scents of cinnamon and pine
As I endure the merriment of others
She said
I thank fuck for cheese and wine
Who wants to live forever anyway?
It’s not all it’s cracked up to be
I’d rather have fun
Soaking in the sun
Than immortality
That thing
You were speaking of
Well, I think I’ve found it
Now I’m out of my head
And in your bed
I don’t think I’ll ever quit
I’m arrogant and self obsessed
She said
And that will never change
Then I’ll be blessed to see
He said
If you can be re-trained
As you don’t seem
To get it
I’ll explain it again
Real quick
It wasn’t your love
I wanted
It was merely your
Conversation
Why don’t you just come over
He said
Sit with us and have some fun
I’d rather drink alone
She said
When all is said and done
Every time you send a pic
It breaks another piece of my heart
You’re having fun
And you deserve a ton
But it hurts that we’re so far apart
I don’t have to say it
You already know what I mean
Let’s to go to bed
To forget that he’s dead
And everything else in between
Let’s just stop being coy
And jump right into bed
For in there we can both enjoy
A very different game instead
When you asked
For a macaroni pie
I knew
That we’d get on
But when you ordered
A pizza crunch
I knew then
You were the one
It is 3am now
And I’ve run out of gin
So you can either
Turn your music off
Or just invite me in
‘Would you like to marry me?
And if you like you can buy the ring…‘
Shall me and you
Meet for a pint
I think we can trust
Ourselves tonight
Who’d have thought
That we’d come to
Both half dead
And needing the loo
Perhaps we should
Have thought this through
Instead of getting drunk
And doing the do
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