Tag: Words

‘4 Real’

My poems are not

Very nice

Particularly warm,

Or fuzzy

But they do resonate

With those desolate

And who prefer their words

Bloody

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Onto Better Things

Back in the day

The words flowed freely

And I knew just what

To impart

But I’ve recently found

Since my new love’s in town

That for poems,

I’m no longer arsed

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Traumatising

There are things

About that day

That out loud

I’ll never say

It’s bad enough

They’re in my head

I don’t need

To hear them said

Pulling The Plug

You did
it on
purpose,
didn’t
you?

Don’t
worry,
it
didn’t
show.

But
I knew
you
had
decided

It
was
time
for you
to go.

Xxx

(Originally Posted 09.02.2020)

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The Reading Neuk

You won’t find me

In the kitchen at parties

I’ll be in the library

Where my mind is

Lost in my own little world

Of infinite story books

And far, far away

From your disapproving looks

Bookworms

Solace
comes
swiftly
to
those
who
read

For
those
who
devour
words
are
freed

(Originally Posted 07.02.2020)

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Mightier Than Swords

A face you wouldn’t tire

Of thumping

With such a countenance

You’ve been cursed

But such a thing

Would be unbecoming

So instead

I’ll use my words

Pulling No Punches

Come for me again

My friend

And events will turn apace

Your head will spin

As that shit eating grin

Is wiped right off your face

(Originally Posted 18.01.2021)

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2023

As I have beaten

My adversary

This will all end

In February

How Long?

How long
can you
go on
writing

When
your only
inspiration
is spite?

And now
you’ve had
to start
forgiving

So that
you can
sleep
at night

(Originally Posted 07.01.2020)

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Hush

What we did in that room

Despite our gloom

Certainly served its purpose

Now all those things we said

Lying in that bed

Need never again resurface

Unobtainable

Maybe one day we’ll meet again

And maybe one day we won’t

But one things for sure

It won’t be for much more

Than either of us had hoped

(Originally Posted 04.01.2021)

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Only The Half Of It

Reading this one back again

I feel so sorry for her

Clearly she lost more,

When he died,

Than her words could ever infer

I Can’t Bring You Back Though, Can I?

I can look at your photo

I can whisper your name

I can press your shirt

Against my face

But nothing feels the same

(Originally Posted 11.12.2020)

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I Haven’t Got It In Me

I doubt I’d manage a short story these days

Never mind anything more

Writing three or four lines

Is a struggle at times

So a novel seems too much to hope for

Small Minds

One
day
I will
write
novels

All
about
you
and
me

Of
how
we left
those
hovels

And
found
our
sanctuary

(Originally Posted 13.09.20)

4

Regional Differences

There’s a lot behind

The C word

Most find it offputting and offensive

And while I don’t disagree

If you grew up like me

You possibly wouldn’t be so apprehensive

Through The Barricades (Scheme Burd Version)

Him:

Come
with
me

My
tender
one

Let us
roam
amongst
the
heather

Her:

Get
tae
fuck

Ya
daft
wee
cunt

We’re
no’
even
thegither

(Originally Posted 06.08.2020)

4

Irresistible

You said you’d had enough

Back then

That you’d heard it all before

But I always knew

With these words I spew

You’d keep coming back for more

With A Wink

You
really
are

He
said

Without
doubt

The
most
depressing
woman
I’ve
met

Really

She
said

That
is a
shame

As
you
ain’t
seen
nothing
yet

(Originally Posted 23.07.2020)

4

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

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#24 The Writer

Full of bleeding heart

That’s me

Slowly dying

For all to see

Hoping for words

To set the world alight

As I scribble away

In the dead of night

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Random #113

'What can I give Him,
Poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd
I would bring a lamb,
If I were a Wise Man
I would do my part,—
Yet what I can I give Him,
Give my heart.'

– Christina Rossetti

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Debating At Dawn

I don’t agree

With what you write

But I respect your right

To post it

Just don’t expect

That I won’t interject

Or in my own words

Oppose it

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Random #100

“Books cannot be killed by fire.

People die, but books never die. No man and no force can put thought in a concentration camp forever.

No man and no force can take from the world the books that embody man’s eternal fight against tyranny.

In this war, we know, books are weapons.”

– Franklin D. Roosevelt

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Random #81

“My philosophy is: It’s none of my business what people say of me and think of me. I am what I am and I do what I do. I expect nothing and accept everything. And it makes life so much easier.”

– Sir Anthony Hopkins

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Writer’s Block

I try to write but the words fail.

Sit, think, smoke, exhale.

As I reach for the coffee cup,

I wonder if my time is up.

Have I forgotten you,

Is that what this is?

The reason I can no longer write this shit?

Or could it be this depression is finally lifting?

Maybe the all encompassing darkness is shifting?

Perhaps after all this time my heart is mended.

And my love affair with words has ended.

(Originally Posted 11.08.2019)

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