28th May, 2018
28th May, 2018
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.
25th March, 2018
I met a girl whose partner went off with their child.
She pursued him from another country into the wild.
That child is not going to school.
Will he grow up to be a fool?
23rd March, 2018
He must be very intelligent, I didn’t understand a word he said.
Is that what they say about you before you’re dead?
Listen to me instead.
20th March, 2018
I think what this poem means is I don’t know.
Should I explain before I go?
You have a brain you know.
I told you so.
12th March, 2018
I write because I have nothing to do.
The sky is black, not blue.
Its night time, nothing good on the radio.
So I write, goodnight.
Will I ever get things sorted out, find out what its all about?
Trying to make sense of it all, that’s what I do and am doing.
A cause worth pursuing.
I’d rather write in hope and be considered a dope, I have plenty of scope.
I hang about not on a rope.
So I write these words instead of being dead.
The purpose of life is to find the purpose of life amid the strife.
5th February, 2018
An apple fell from off a tree right into my lap, lucky me.
You can’t expect everything to fall into your lap, you sap.
At least sit under the tree, like me, why not pick one, one that’s ripe?
Don’t believe tripe.
Its not all luck, you make your own.
Call the right person on the phone.
An apple waits for you, you’ve got to do.
I was like you, look at me now.
Under the bough.
12th January, 2018