Bien Sûr

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)

Master Of None

I wouldn’t worry too much

He said

Not everything can be a hit

I’m still amazed that anything I write

She said

Doesn’t always turn out this shit


Old Hat

You’ve
been
on my
mind
today

More
than
any
other
time

If only
it had
inspired
something
epic

Rather
than this
fucking
awful
rhyme

(Originally Posted 21.08.2020)

Both Grinning And Bearing It

Yet I didn’t slip away

Quietly

I remained

And caused a fuss

I got my head down

And stuck around

To tell the story

Of us


‘Slip Away, Quietly’

All
happiness
is fleeting

All
sadness
is depleting

I am
no longer
competing

As from
sanity
I am
retreating

(Originally Posted 14.08.2019)

Timidity

I know that here I come across

As someone who speaks their mind

But in reality

Words can often fail me

And my voice is much harder to find


The Jumble Sale

I rummage around inside my head as I search for what to say

But my silence means all you hear is I don’t want you to stay

I rummage around inside my head as I look down to the floor

But my silence means all you hear is I don’t love you anymore

What is painfully sad for both of us is neither of these things are true

But the jumble sale of words in my head prevents me from being honest with you

(Originally Posted 28.07.2019)

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)

Spot On

Sometimes

When you’re trying to rhyme

You hit on something

Quite profound

I’m pretty sure

This was one of those

Where I cracked it

First time ’round


(Prick)ly

Not
the
best
at
being
loved

But
pretty
good
at
loving

Not
the
best
at
being
pushed

But
pretty
good
at
shoving

(Originally Posted 16.07.2020)

Random #213

“You know, I should just write down all my random thoughts and stuff that happens to me and conversations I have and just add a bunch of he said, she said’s, and get it published…”

– Logan Huntzberger

Author’s Note:
I didn’t steal this idea.
Honestly.

Wow Part #4

I can tell

That there are posts

I’ve written to please

An audience

But there are a few

That make me freeze

As the pain I was in

Is obvious


It’s The Small Things That Hurt The Most

How long does it take

To reach for one mug

Or only set out one plate

To programme the heating

To click on at six

Instead of doing it myself at eight

To only buy

One pint of milk

Or get one lottery ticket

To stop saying hello

As I enter the house

Because you

Are no longer in it

(Originally Posted 14.05.2020)

Just Your Average Poet

I have been here

Just over three years

With 2,500 posts to boot

So if you still don’t know

To expect a shit show

Then there’s nothing else I can do


Brutal Is My Middle Name

And honest

Is my first

Do not bother

Reading on

Without expecting

The worst

(Originally Posted 01.05.2020)

Saying So Myself

Perhaps

I’m not so bad

At this poetry lark

After all


Interlude

Time has dragged on today

Even more than most

It started off quite well too

Sitting down with tea and toast

But then the clock seemed to stop

At some point this afternoon

When opening up my laptop

Did nothing to lift the gloom

And as the evening drew itself in

I have sat here all alone

Thouroughly bored in my own skin

Barely stifling a groan

So now I guess I’ll go to bed

And lie there on my own

Until the clock stops in my head

And I dream in monochrome

(Originally Posted 20.04.2020)

Someone’s Hero Somewhere

I am still amazed

To this day

That anyone continues reading

Who knew there could be

Such a community

For those with hearts that are bleeding


Nobody’s Hero

Please
take no
notice
of me

For I’m
as fucked
as anyone
can be

So don’t
let what
I write
enthrall

As they
are just
words,
after all

(Originally Posted 16.03.2020)

The Experience Since

Indeed she did

And she did it well

Or so some people said

Yet somehow now

Three years on

She’s still fucked in the head


The Beginning

‘Don’t be afraid to start poorly’

The kind man wrote

‘I will try’

The sad woman replied

And she did

(Originally Posted 01.03.2019)

From Tomorrow

I’ll be going on a journey

Down my very own memory lane

Back to the start of my WordPress life

To the advent of my pain

So please forgive me if you find

You are reading some posts again

But I feel the need to relive

Both the madness and the sane

The End Of The Line

It’s not that I’m leaving forever

I promise I’ll still be around

But the desire to fight

Let alone to write

Is proving too thin on the ground

Downing Tools

That’s it all done now

There’ll be no more

Or no less

Thank you for living

Through this with me

And not minding all the mess

The Dry Well

What can you do

When the words won’t flow

When you have exhausted

Every topic you know

Perhaps all there is

Is to put down the pen

And hope that one day

You’ll be hurt again

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

#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

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

L’appel du Vide

I knew from the beginning

He said

Within you there was a spark

Writing is now a passion

She said

With misery my trademark

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