Monthly Archives: August 2019


Come to me and through me inspiration.

Save this nation.

Its not all talk, talk without action is for the birds.

I’ve had it up to here with words.

Tich Ennis

Saturday, 31st August, 2019


I am a poet and I wrote a book.


Yes, well I wrote three and what have I got to show for it, nothing whatsoever.

I write forever.

Why do I write, I don’t know.

On I go.

It seems important to say something and say it well.

A funny thing happened to me on the way to Hell.

Its better than nothing, that I know.

My last line comes below.

Tich Ennis

Friday, 30th August, 2019


My poems are as good as I am and I am not much good.

I would be better if I could.

My psyche is a mystery to me.

Its there for all to see.

Humility is the greatest virtue, I have it in spades.

Beware of alligators in the Everglades.

I said that to make a rhyme, I make sense from time to time.

My story is my story, however tall.

If I am God I forgive myself, that’s all.

Tich Ennis

Sunday, 25th August, 2019