"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I actually quite like this one
It makes me laugh each time I read it
Though I do wonder, sometimes,
If there’s enough in my rhymes
For other people to see it
Romeo & Juliet (Alternative Version)
When
you think
about it,
he said,
true love
never dies.
Oh great
she said,
here we go,
another
hapless
fuckwit
to despise.
(Originally Posted 02.10.2019)
As I have never
Loved again
From that day
To this
I cannot help
But wonder
If someone up there
Is taking the piss
I Can’t Tell You
I can’t
tell
you
how
much
better
I feel
To
know my
feelings
I need
no
longer
conceal
I
can’t
tell you
how much
more open
I am
now
To the
possibility
of loving
someone
again,
someday,
somehow
(Originally Posted 11.09.2019)
Well you certainly seem happier
He said
This is the busiest I think you’ve been
I’ve always done my best work
She said
When fuelled by carbs and caffeine
Auberge de Lanouaille
You
should
use
this
time
to
think
He
said
About
what
it is
you
want
Only
if you
bring
me
coffee
She
said
And
a hot
buttered
croissant
(Originally Posted 05.09.2020)
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)
Check me out
Getting all high brow
Quoting Shakespeare, no less
To help describe how
Hard it can be
When fighting off sadness
Even if there is method
In it’s madness
Shaking Spears
‘When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions ‘
‘Tell me about it, my friend, that’s why we fucking deserve medallions’
(Originally Posted 27.08.2020)
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)
Based on a true story this
From when I was about six or seven
I stole some sweets
So the owner called the police
In order to teach me a lesson
I have always felt
He was a little harsh
And his reaction was over the top
But I guess I learned then
Never to steal again
Well, at least not from his shop
Cops & Robbers
Caught with
my hands
in the
sweetie jar
I retreat,
shamefaced,
when I
hear a
police car…
Who the
fuck has
called
the cops?
I only
stole
a few
pear
drops…
(Originally Posted 11.08.2019)
Perhaps I do have a sense of humour.
Sometimes.
Out of Shape
In a world full of cubes,
I’m a dodecahedron.
Overly complicated.
(Originally Posted 07.08.2019)
Melodramatic?
Me?
Never!
The Night Shift
Is it
too late
to phone
in sick?
For life…
(Originally Posted 31.07.2019)
When you won’t decide
One way or the other
Known colloquially
As a ‘contrary little fucker’
That’s me
Indifference
Sometimes I do
Sometimes I don’t
Sometimes I will
Sometimes I won’t
Either deal with it
Or don’t
I’m not fussed either way
(Originally Posted 22.06.2019)
I should have gone with him that day
Instead of just staying in
As all I have to show
Now for saying no
Is one hell of a double chin
Better Plans
Shall we go out today
He said
Have a blast and give it our all
I’m afraid I already have a date
She said
With pizza, beer and football
(Originally Posted 14.06.2021)
I bumped into her
The other day
And it seems my prediction
Was right
As from what she said
He was so shit in bed
They didn’t even last
The night
Love’s Young Dream
Dance, you fools, dance
Dance far away from me
For I’ve seen all of the romance
That I need to see
I know only too well
How all this bullshit ends
Give it a year,
Maybe two,
And you won’t even be friends
(Originally Posted 08.06.2020)
“I’m fine. I’m just being dramatic. It’s what I do.”
– Lorelai Gilmore
‘Cause everyone is horrid
Except me and possibly you…’
My only haiku
A skill I do not possess
Best not try again
Searching For A Haiku
Out walking alone
Serotonin in winter
Remains elusive
(Originally Posted 17.05.2021)
‘People disappoint.
Pizza is eternal.’
– Unknown
‘I’ll Be There For You…’
They
claim
that you’re
not on
your
own
But
it
certainly
feels
like
it
Over
time
they
will all
fade
away
While
you’re
still
wading
through
shit
(Originally Posted 15.05.2020)
Nearly two and a half
Thousand posts
And yet I can still
Surprise myself
Perhaps poetry
Is my future, actually,
So I shouldn’t just leave it
On the shelf
Circling
Like
vultures
Eyeing up
the bones
Of those who
went before us
Now rotting
on the stones
(Originally Posted 14.05.2020)
This actually sounds quite spicy
When I read it back
It looks like I meant
A ménage à trois
But I assure you
It wasn’t that
When I wrote
About ‘us two’
I was trying to state a fact
There wasn’t another person
Pining
It was just me and the cat
‘Sleepy Time’
Lying here
Just us two
Isn’t the same
Without you
Xxx
(Originally Posted 13.05.2020)
Although there is
A lot to be said
For these stream of consciousness pieces
There is a case to be made
For punctuation
As the ability to breathe decreases
Haste Ye Back
Something tells me this won’t be our last as you realise you want me and return so fast to where my arms do so openly await as we slowly allow that twist of fate to keep us ensconced together forever come hell or high water whatever the weather as the love we make is all we need for our hearts to open and minds to be freed
(Originally Posted 19.04.2020)
I can be quite poetic,
It seems
When I put my mind to it
This one serving to remind me
It doesn’t always need
To be ‘fuck’ and ‘shit’
The Birds
Looking up to the sky
This foreboding feeling grows
As I see the unkindness of ravens
And hear the murder of crows
(Originally Posted 31.03.2021)
“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
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
Absence
He said
Makes the heart grow fonder
And telling lies
She said
Makes your nose grow longer
I wish it was you
Underneath the mask
Instead of this (second rate)
Tribute act
It is 3am now
And I’ve run out of gin
So you can either
Turn your music off
Or just invite me in
‘The Almighty tells me he can get me out of this mess, but he’s pretty sure you’re fucked.’
– Steven Of Ireland
It’s pretty hot in here
He said
Do you think we should leave
We’ll be here until we die
She said
Stop being so fucking naive
With cider
A go go
And knickers
A yo yo
The experience
A so so
Anything more
A no no
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
Nobody says ‘potahto’
I didn’t consider
Killing myself today
So that has to be a plus
I did, however,
Consider killing you
So there’s still issues
To discuss
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 
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