Sweet Dreams

I hope

You’re sleeping soundly

All tucked up

In your bed

I hope that guilt

Isn’t shouting too loudly

Inside your pretty

Little head

I hope

You’re remembering proudly

All those actions

That you took

And I hope

You’re realising quite roundly

How I no longer

Give a fuck

The Thick End Of The Wedge

What do you do

When times get tough

And the love you have

Just isn’t enough

When you can’t see a way

Through all this stuff

And you’re both now stranded

In the rough

Having realised that

When all’s said and done

There is no such thing

As a hole in one

Animal Wrongs

Fuck knows why

I picked a zoo

I couldn’t think

Of anything worse

Starting something

Amid such abuse

Could only prove

To be a curse


Swipe Right

How’s
about
it

Just
us
two

Fancy
a
walk

Visit
the
zoo

Get
a
beer

Eat
some
food

Spend
the
night

Being
terribly
rude

(Originally Posted 25.02.2020)

All Year Round

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I know Valentine’s

Was yesterday

But I still fucking hate you


No Love Lost

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I may very well

Have been a cunt

But so, my dear, have you

(Originally Posted 15.02.2021)

Ominous

I’ve never been one

For writing pretty

As you can probably tell

From this little ditty


Rhubarb

Searching
for
light

Raised
in
darkness

Our
numbers
grow

Despite
the
sparseness

(Originally Posted 22.11.2019)

Your Butterfly, Madame…

It’s better to have loved and lost

Than to never have loved at all

And it’s better to hide the knives,

I find,

To protect your abdominal wall


The Dagger

At
least
I don’t
feel pain
anymore

As my
insides
spill
to the
floor

(Originally Posted 04.09.2020)

‘Don’t Fear The Reaper’

You appear to me in a way

That is beyond my cognition

Emerging slowly into the light

As a ghostly apparition

I hear you whisper softly

How it is now your mission

To close the void between us

And put an end to Deaths partition


Mausoleum

In
the
graveyard

Of
my
mind

Is
where
the
memories

Of
us
reside

So
when
I’m
alone

In
the
dead
of
night

I
walk
the
tombs

Of
our
love’s
plight

(Originally Posted 23.06.2020)

Gotcha!

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)

Fun

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

Losing The Will

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

Speak Up

I can empathise

And respond in kind

Take my cue

From many a sign

But there is no way

I can read your mind

Down a silent

Telephone line

Sorry Not Sorry

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

Dirty Minds

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

#9 The Nurse

It was she

Who stopped my hands from shaking

She

Who stopped my head from aching

She

Who stopped my voice from quaking

So why can’t she stop

My heart from breaking?

John 20:23

Forgive and forget

That’s what they say

Be the bigger person

Just walk away

Well I must be cut

From a different cloth

For I’ll never tire

Of unleashing my wroth

Breakfast

I know that it

Has been a while

But sure as eggs is eggs

You do have such

A winning smile

And a cracking pair of legs

The Birds

Looking up to the sky

This foreboding feeling grows

As I see the unkindness of ravens

And hear the murder of crows

Sex With The Ex

There’s a small amount of comfort

But it quickly becomes a chore

And when he tries to converse

You remember why he’s such a bore

Black Letter Days

Are 
you
sure
we're
done
here

He
said

You've
got
nothing
more to
say?

Other
than
shove
those
candles
up your
arse

She
said

Happy
fucking
birthday!

Quickstep

Run around

Jump up and down

There’s a new love in town!

He’s really neat

And ever so sweet

This black heart skips a beat

I think that now

I’m ready for more

I want him to whisk me

Across the dancefloor

‘You In The Jesus Sandals’

“If I was to ever

Look for another muse

It wouldn’t be you

Who I would choose

For I’d much rather

Pick someone smart

With the open mind of a Liberal

But without the bleeding heart”

Going Too Far

Lying 
here
in
this
strange
bed

Wondering
what
was
going on
inside
my head

Trying
to
ignore
this
feeling
of dread

Wishing
I had
chosen
to stay
at home
instead

(High)lands

Let us 
roam
amongst
the
heather

Laugh
out loud
betwixt
the
blether

Kiss
amidst
this
stormy
weather

Until
we
come
undone
together

‘Jealous Guy’

Some
days
I am
acutely
aware

That
you
have
much
more
fun
than
me

I
suppose
it’s
not
that
hard
to
believe

Given
my
penchant
for
misery

Fancily Dressed

I’ve
often
been
tricked

In
my
life

But
rarely
ever
been
treated

So
it
shouldn’t
be

Any
wonder
really

Why
I always
sound so
defeated

The Auditions

One step

Two step

Three step

Four

Just

Keep

Walking

To

The

Door

Five step

Six step

Seven step

Eight

You

Will

Never

Be

My

Soul

Mate

(Over) Sharing

Well
far
be it
for
little
old me

To
distract
you
from
your
reverie

But
I really
need
to make
you see

Before
I’ve
drowned
in my
misery

Too Late

You
only
want
me
now

Because
he
says
he
does

Well
you
had
your
chance

But
you
rebuffed
my
advance

So go
jump
in front
of a
bus

Small Minds

One
day
I will
write
novels

All
about
you
and
me

Of
how
we left
those
hovels

And
found
our
sanctuary

Making (Sh)It Up

Who
could
believe
we’d
get
this

That
we’d
ever
again
share
a kiss

That
both
our
hearts
a beat
would
miss

That
we’d be
together
bathed
in bliss

Shaking Spears

‘When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions ‘

‘Tell me about it, my friend, that’s why we deserve fucking medallions’

Old Hat

You’ve
been
on my
mind
today

More
than
any
other
time

If only
it had
inspired
something
epic

And
not this
fucking
awful
rhyme

Catharsis

I
really
only
write

What
everyone
else is
thinking

I just
do what
comes
naturally

And
without
even
flinching

Row 3 Seat 5

I don’t know
who said you
were funny

But I think
you’re pretty
witless

This really
wasn’t worth
the money

As I’m sitting
here bored
shitless

Haste Ye Back

Something tells me this won’t be our last as you’ll realise you want me and will return so fast to where my arms 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 to keep our hearts open and our minds freed

Hail Mary

You’d think
now I
have more
time on
my hands

I’d be
thinking
about the
future and
making plans

Yet I
sit here
dwelling on
that one
transgression

Knowing
it’s too
late now
give my
confession

Pen & Paper(less)

What
is the
point
in any
of this

In
trying
so hard
all this
time?

What
do I
hope to
achieve
anyway

By
writing
this
useless
rhyme?

Nobody’s Hero (1)

Please
take no
notice
of me

For I’m
as fucked
as anyone
can be

So don’t
let what
I write
enthrall

As it
is just
words,
after all

In(sin)cerity

You say
you’ve
got it
rough

Well I’m
calling
bullshit

As I’m
the one
doing
it tough

You
fucking
hypocrite

Bed Head

There’s
so much
power,

In the
scissors
you wield,

It really
makes me
worry.

One slip
of your
hand,

A snip
or two
unplanned,

And I won’t
be going out
in a hurry.

Mis-sold The Dream

Will I
always
be like
this

She
asked

Will I
always
be so
sad?

There’s
no point
asking
me

He
said

You’re not
the only
one who’s
been had

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