Remembered lines
From a TV show
That first aired
Thirty years ago
Some things never change
Impatience
“Kill me now…I can’t be arsed”
(Originally Posted 09.06.2019)
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Remembered lines
From a TV show
That first aired
Thirty years ago
Some things never change
Impatience
“Kill me now…I can’t be arsed”
(Originally Posted 09.06.2019)
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)
‘Cause everyone is horrid
Except me and possibly you…’
I was obviously aiming
For something highbrow
Yet I fear this one
Misses the mark somehow
I’ve gotten better, I hope,
And developed this skill
So these words I can now
Consign to landfill
Underground
As
sinister
shadows
loom,
I
see
my
tomb.
Through
the
gloom,
my
dreams
resume.
(Originally Posted 20.05.2019)
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)
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)
If only you knew
All the shit I was buying
Just to see you
On my doorstep smiling
I’d be off your route
Immediately
The Delivery Man
You have no idea,
How much your sideways glance,
Hauls my weary heart,
Through yet another,
Lonely day…
(Originally Posted 29.04.2019)
There is a fine line
She said
Between charm and bullshit
Get me another beer
She said
And we’ll see if you can find it
The Mutual Appreciation Society
Pour
yourself
a drink
And come
sit with me
Let’s tell
each other
stories
Of how we’re
meant to be
(Originally Posted 28.04.2020)
But there comes
A point
When enough
Is enough
Circles
Enough of you
is
too much
Too much of you
is
never enough
(Originally Posted 25.04.2019)
A line once stolen
From a show on TV
Reworked and rewritten
Now belongs to me
Transgressions
In the beginning
I would always try
To be as honest as I could be
But in the end I fell
So far from the truth
That the line was a dot to me
(Originally Posted 19.04.2021)
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)
Two cunts so far this week
Is perhaps a bit of a worry
I really don’t see me
Winning prizes for poetry
In any kind of a fucking hurry
Disdain
It would have been quite easy
Had you wanted to commit
To just imagine for a second
What it’s like to go through with it
But in the end you chose not to
Which leads me to be blunt
Because of the things you did not do
You really are a cunt
(Originally Posted 13.04.2020)
I actually have
A lot more to give
Than this wee ditty suggests
I actually am
Quite the catch
Despite my ongoing protests
Damaged Goods
It
really
isn’t
you,
it’s me
You
deserve
to be
happy
But
you
won’t
get to
share
In
anything
with
me
But
sadness,
heartache
and
untold misery
(Originally Posted 08.04.2020)
I guess I could say
I wanted to make
A few different points here
About the ‘disconnection’
Between body and mind
The betrayal of desire made clear
But I’d be lying
If I said these things
When the truth is actually thus
It was more that I wanted
To find a way
Of using the word egregious
Disconnection
She betrayed me again today
The little bitch
She always wants what I do not
Now I must fix
Her egregious mistake
Before both of us get caught
(Originally Posted 22.03.2021)
“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
I definitely laugh more now
She said
I feel like that
Is damn good progress
I would tend to agree with you
He said
If it didn’t hinge
On my joke telling prowess
‘Laughing At Bad Jokes’
Seriously
He said
That was funny
Can’t you just crack a smile?
Wait a minute
She said
While I remember how
As it’s honestly been a while
(Originally Posted 15.03.20)
He had a lucky escape
To be fair
Passing Notes in Class 6GA
I think we should stop seeing each other.
I can’t stop thinking that something is going to go wrong and we are going to get found out. I feel so much guilt about what we’ve been doing – it’s not fair on her, you or me. It’s not right that we have to keep our relationship a secret. It means I cannot let you get close to me and you deserve more than that. You need someone who can show off what a brilliant guy you are. Not someone who has to hide you away. Like me.
I want you to know that the times we have shared have been really special to me. I’ve enjoyed every second I’ve spent with you and that’s what makes this so much harder. But it has to be done. Although it kills me to say it: we cannot carry on. I love you with all my heart but putting an end to this now will be the best thing for us both in the long run.
I’ll never forget our time together. I’ll treasure the memories of our clandestine meetings forever.
Please don’t forget me. I know I’ll never forget you.
I’m sorry.
(Originally Posted 13.03.2019)
“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
I’m going to be happy today
She said
Push this sadness from my mind
I’ll give you half an hour
He said
And even then that’s being kind
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
Absence
He said
Makes the heart grow fonder
And telling lies
She said
Makes your nose grow longer
“You’d have so much to offer
If you could just proffer
A kindly look their way”
—
“My mouth may be broken
But I do have a shot gun
So I’m sure I’ll be ok”
I can’t think of another ditty
Or come up with a different rhyme
Not when what I write is so shitty
More than half of the time
I’m done soul searching
I’ve tried my best
And I can’t find it
I know
That I’m not
Quite ready
Thoughts of him
Still rife
In my head
But if you
Come around
Happy to be
The rebound
Then I won’t kick you
Out of bed
I know
It comes across
Like I am rapacious
Between the sheets
But believe me
When I say
My tongue is firmly
In my cheek
So now you’re back
You think I’ll crack
And give you my heart again
Well I’ve changed tack
And jumped into the sack
With your (much fitter) best friend
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
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