Monthly Archives: March 2018


The consummation of body and soul.

The truth will make you whole.

But when, eternal mystery?

He and she.

What about me?

Tich Ennis

30th March, 2018

Have You Seen This Man?

He wears many guises, many disguises.

Sometimes he is happy, sometimes he is crappy.

He pensively smokes a cigarette to fool you into thinking he thinks.

Even the Titanic sinks.

Other times he laughs out loud, he should wear a shroud.

If you see him handle with care, he almost isn’t there.

The pictures are variously called Cigarettes Can Kill and For Laughing Out Loud and do not hang in the Louvre.

Get in the groove.

Tich Ennis

30th March, 2018


You can’t be ashamed of what you didn’t do, if I give you responsibility its up to you.

Life is nearly over, time flew.

Now and then I write a line or two.

What rhymes with zoo?

Now and then the sky is blue.

Tich Ennis

28th March, 2018

My First Kiss

Not having achieved celebrity status I know you won’t be interested in this, my first kiss.

It was hit or miss.

Not exactly instant bliss.

A scientific experiment that failed, I had yet to reach the stars.

I gave up candy bars.

Tich Ennis

25th March, 2018

News Torture

The news is like Chinese water torture, drip drip of lies murder and slaughter.

Tears from a daughter.

War of words of misery.

I’ll have a cup of tea.

Tich Ennis

26th March, 2018