Category Archives: Universe

Tomorrow

Tomorrow is another day, it never comes, the present is here to stay.

If you like it, fine, if not, do your time.

I make mine.

Another glass of wine?

I dislike poems when you don’t know what they mean.

Do you believe a dream?

Oh well, I thought I’d write this anyway.

Tomorrow is another day.

That’s all I have to say.

I go away.

Tich Ennis

22nd June, 2017

Cosmic

Far be it from me to mention Mars.

Even further away are stars.

They don’t all have names or if they have them I don’t know.

I have not been introduced here below.

I know one is called North, possibly South, the morning star is somewhere about.

Its strange to think they are always there but can’t be seen in daylight, so there.

We are neighbours in the milky way, I know that for a fact, our galaxy, okay?

I could go on for a light year and a day.

I appear not to have mentioned the Sun.

I have not time to name every one.

I notice I mentioned I a lot.

Am I big in the Cosmos?

Not a jot.

That’s your lot.

Tich Ennis

19th June, 2017

 

Spinner

I spin a web of golden threads from the story of my life, of this world, my world, your world, the Moon above, the universe.

I wish to free all that and those from war and want and misery, to free all of us above all else from a fatal curse.

A golden ladder to Heaven’s gate I wish to build, I wish to make, a bridge that all may cross who live under the Sun.

I dream this dream asleep, awake, I dream with every breath I take that all may be one.

Well, not quite, but more or less.

I’m only human, goodnight, God bless.

Tich Ennis

16th June, 2017

Fix The World

Right said Fred.

I’ll do it when I’m dead.

Its too late then said the undertaker.

Who will pay my cabinet maker?

I’ll try to fit you in on Monday after Coronation Street said Fred, speaking again.

Alright said the undertaker, that’s alright then.

Are you a man of your word?

You wouldn’t believe the rubbish I have heard.

I don’t believe it myself said Fred to me.

Any chance of a cup of tea?

I’ll put the kettle on said she.

Wait and see.

You took the words out of my mouth said he.

I will be back. Probably.

No mention of infinity.

That means so much to me.

After all I’m no Einstein or only relatively.

You workmen are all the same!

Promises are your game.

Still, I’m glad you came.

I’ll expect you when I see you.

Until then, do you take sugar? One or two?

Oh, thank you.

Tich Ennis

13th June, 2017

Gray Skies

The gray skies are crying once again, Summer is here and gone again.

Lament for lost sunshine, this morning seems so long ago.

No snow.

This is June, when may we expect a harvest moon?

At least it keeps the green grass green.

Who pays to cut it without sheep?

The weather won’t make me lose sleep.

Should I move to Spain?

Avoiding rain.

Moving is pain.

Life is not a lovers’ lane.

Tich Ennis

3rd June, 2017

 

Dream Poetry

I dream poetry.

Is something wrong with me?

Sometimes I write them down.

Sometimes I am a clown.

Sometimes I shut up.

Sometimes I put up.

Like this one here now.

Its better than nothing anyhow.

Tich Ennis

26th May, 2017

Normal Life

Someone must wash the dishes and buy food now and then.

I do, don’t ask me when.

Okay, a guy came to read the meter as I came home.

I let him in, he did it, he went on his way to roam.

In between I write a poem, think or dream.

Pay for my brother’s icecream.

Today was rather good as days go, weatherwise and don’t you know.

I rang a friend or two and drank and smoked.

Met some people, laughed and joked.

Tich Ennis

19th May, 2017