Poetry Blogs (cute)
Ruth O'Reilly on Amateur Poet Bert Applies For Entry to Like-Minders Society Theme Park (13 minutes ago)
Buying each other pointless things
chocolates flowers diamond rings
In the hope to share our love
But still it feels it's not enough
We could just forget it
and we wouldn't regret it
But those feelings i have make me want to share
love you show you how much i care
It's strange how without you i feel so alone
makes me weep cry and moan
I'm to emotional and sensitive...
Wednesday 14th February 2018 1:03 am
Tiny is noise and loud
but cowers when in a crowd
tanay is quiet and loyal
hygenic and clean like a royal
both are crazy and fun
they love to go for a run
tanya likes to explore
tiny lets out a roar
she will always find her
she's always right behind her
and then they both lie on the floor
Tiny will chase all the balls
and bark when the buzzer calls
Monday 12th February 2018 12:36 pm
Cute and fluffy sweet little face
runs away when you start to chase
love to nibble on his kibble
runs around so much fun
wants you to give him ferret one
eats his eggs of a dish
enjoys a piece of fish
have to get up what's my rush?
Alexander's knocked over the toilet brush
comes in the kitchen when you cook
play with him and he'll dook dook dook
after playing for ...
Monday 12th February 2018 12:33 pm
the woods where i can blast my music
and problems away.Where no one can
destroy me from being me.Where i can
have parties and not get in trouble.Where
i can take a walk and never get lost.Where
i can feel the fresh air and hear the silence
thats never there.The woods where i can
stay up and n...
Monday 13th November 2017 10:51 am
Have you ever heard the tale
about the hedgehog with no spikes,
such a sweet little boy
who all the other’s didn’t like?
A case of alopecia,
there was nothing they could do,
such a sad little hedgehog
who cried and cried, “Boo-Hoo”.
But soon the lad grew older,
he wanted to look more lush
so onto his back he tied himself
a little scrubbing brush.
His friends, well they just laugh...
Wednesday 26th August 2015 7:23 pm
"You'll be safe, I promise", reassured his mum.
“But its not you who’ll end up sat on your bum!”
A conversation they’d had most every week
but it didn’t make his knees feel any less weak.
“Now come along, Harry, stop messing about,
go finish your homework whilst I clean up this house.
The show doesn’t start till the end of the week
and all this chatter is making me Squeak...
Tuesday 19th May 2015 10:56 pm
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