Category Archives: Point Scoring

Coffee Blues

I was thinking of writing a poem called where’s my bloody coffee but I decided not to because I don’t want to be annoyed.

I got it myself and found my first coffee was paid for, I am overjoyed.

I rang a friend, he’s round the bend, no answer came, when will life end?

I notice all lines here begin with the word I, I must live and die.

At last a line beginning differently.

I prefer coffee to tea.

That’s just me.

Tich Ennis

26th August, 2017

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Politicians

Politicians want you to vote for them, not what they say.

When you vote for them they run away.

Saying have a nice day.

If you believe them more fool you.

They want to fool you too.

The Irish border is an Irish stew.

They got themselves into it, now let’s see them get out.

Stupidity is all about.

Who anyway or what is in charge?

Evil forces are at large.

Tich Ennis

23rd August, 2017

Seventy-Six

I’ve heard so much rubbish in my life I might as well go deaf.

I don’t know if I’m right or left.

I see good and bad in everything, for every Winter there is a Spring.

It’s how you use it, not what you do.

Or how you do it, that is true.

Should I put my head in the sand like an ostrich and say everything is grand?

I have not shut my eyes and ears, you reduce me to tears.

Don’t realise my worst fears.

I am a man of seventy-six years.

Tich Ennis

23rd August, 2017

Up And Down

Things are looking up and down again, some things aren’t half bad.

Some things are only slightly mad.

Not quite as bad as I thought whoever or from whomever I bought.

Life is quite fraught.

Not quite as bad as I thought.

But still not quite completely all there.

When I trust them I go spare.

So the misleading mislead the misled.

I sometimes think I should have stayed in bed.

Tich Ennis

17th August, 2017

 

Believe Me

Believe me, I don’t lie.

Don’t ask why.

Lies don’t make sense and if you lie you can’t remember what you said.

In a world of liars, or mostly, lets not be extreme, who says what they mean?

Me, for one, I’m not the only one.

Liars rule the roost, they shout loudest, they give out abuse.

Heck no, I will not join.

There are two sides to a coin.

Tich Ennis

9th August, 2017

Truth Tellers

Truth tellers are not welcome it seems to me.

Oh well, the best is yet to be.

Can I have a good cup of tea?

Look all around you, see the worst.

So much with lies and falsehood cursed.

Hear everyday ordinary political speech.

Is the truth beyond their reach?

Or ours.

Grow flowers.

I write by the way of a bouquet.

This is what I have to say.

People say what suits them not what they think about a lot of things.

This is true of many kings.

Note I do not say all.

Extremism could kill us all.

That’s all.

Tich Ennis

28th July, 2017

Coin

The good things and the bad things are both made by man.

Two sides of a coin, thats God’s plan.

Do you need to toss a coin to make your choice?

Choose good, then rejoice.

You made your choice.

A coin may balance on its edge.

Sucicides stand on a ledge.

In life we take rough with the smooth, good and bad.

Sane and mad.

Good makes you glad.

Tich Ennis

26th July, 2017