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Walk in My Shoes.
Walk In My Shoes.
I've known you since we were at school.
You took the serious side of life.
I spent my youth trying to be the fool.
Yet it was you who had friends by his side.
Education set you up for a fabulous career.
My childhood qualified me to fail.
Nothing fazes you; you had a hard veneer.
I play catch up in the wake of your trail.
Sometimes I envy ...
Friday 11th October 2024 5:42 pm
The Old Man Reciting His Title
I am the Old Man
My age?
Ah, does that still matter?
My title is called decrepit, or so they say
A title that wraps around my wrinkles
A title that wraps around my blurred eyes
A title that wraps around my dimming ears
Some say I have no strength,
but isn’t my age my strength?
Some say I have no power,
but isn’t my age my power?
Ah, does that sti...
Thursday 19th September 2024 8:35 am
I've come a long way
Peaceful mornings turned into mourning nights
Yes, I've come a long way
Heartfelt smiles hindered behind the heartbroken tears
Yes, I've come a long way
Endless thoughts occupied in lieu of endless talks
Yes, I've come a long way
Dreams of life suppressed by the mares of struggles
Yes, I've come a long way
Shrieks of tickled pink c...
Saturday 26th August 2023 7:22 am
Shatter
Minutes run and hours pass
Just as sand in the hourglass.
What was black, now is gray.
Carpe diem, seize the day.
If you wait until tomorrow,
This will only bring much sorrow.
Do not forget to breathe fresh air
And escape the banal world's affairs.
Can you find what really matters?
If you do, your chains will shatter.
Thursday 29th April 2021 11:56 pm
As I get older …
As I get older …
The memories
become more painful
you would think…
so far from the source
that they would have faded to a
dot.
But they shine brighter …
Than the first inflicted blows
Like a mosquito
Bloated on blood
Saving themselves
Til now
Tuesday 25th August 2020 5:12 pm
I am
I AM
You don’t see me
when you airbrush
fill, lift,
smooth.
You don’t see me
when you homogenize,
erase
remove.
My skin’s not alabaster.
Hairless,
unweathered,
untouched,
immobile,
unloved.
My curves don’t conform
to your limited map
of bosom and butt.
My body
topography
flows
its own sweet
course.
I am
fi...
Wednesday 31st July 2019 10:08 am
Growing Up
I am fifteen years old and I think I own the world.
I have a boyfriend and he loves me.
He yells at me but that is okay, he loves me.
He shoves me but that is okay, he loves me.
He slapps me but that is okay, he loves me.
He holds me down as I yell and scream because it hurts but that is okay, he loves me.
I am sixteen years old and I escaped my first abusive relationship.
...Monday 24th July 2017 10:43 am
The Head Of The Wise
“The Head of the Wise”
The head of the wise is crowned with gray
Though few will listen to what they say
There lives have blessed with many years
Still how they're treated can bring them tears
Then as the gray hairs turn to white
They loose their hearing and then their sight
Some say their cranky and though that is true
Still they need love from me and y...
Saturday 13th August 2016 9:27 pm
Please Don't Grow Up
We all couldn't wait
To grow up, to get out
To fully understand
What the world was about
Only to find
On the other side
The beauty we saw
As a child, had died
The day turned to night
The blue turned to gray
The innocence of life
Had faded away.
So many dreams
Now seem cast down
Remember when difficult
Meant choosing marker or crayon?
Thursday 4th August 2016 2:55 pm
BACON BUTTY
The advice comes from everywhere
The 'Spin Doctors' getting bolder
With lots of little anecdotes
To stop us getting older
So read it, take it all on board
You don't want any grief
Two minutes a day is all it takes
For you to floss your teeth
Two minutes hopping on each leg
"It's so good for the hip"
Where the hell does that come from?
It makes me wan...
Thursday 14th April 2016 1:51 pm
Young and wrinkly
Young and wrinkly
You are not getting old
But numerically you've advanced
No, you're not getting old
You're just chronologically enhanced.
You are not growing up
But of this much I am sure
To avoid growing up
We must become more immature.
We must dance until our joints creak
And sing until we can't speak,
Laugh until our lungs ache
And love until ...
Sunday 10th January 2016 10:23 am
ANOTHER GREY DAY
My eyesight’s going
My nasal hair is growing
And my hair now looks so grey
My knees are creaking
My elbow joints are squeaking
And my voice won’t work today
As I sit down on the tiles
It’s not good for my piles
And I start to really feel my age today
My back it sometimes aches
My favourite meal is now Corn Flakes
No one cares about what I might have ...
Saturday 11th October 2014 2:04 pm
Jimmy, do you remember me?
Do you remember me Jimmy from all those years ago?
I was the young guy and you the old hand
Do you remember when you said;
‘This job will do me until I retire?’
You were a bus driver and I was your conductor
And even you’d be impressed with what I do today
and how far I’ve travelled from those distant days on the road.
The thing is I thought of you the other day
For the fir...
Friday 7th March 2014 5:25 am
30 Steps
The city is drenched in gold tonight
The sea is silver, like my temples
My hands feel older now than ever
But my mind and my grip is so much surer
Than back when I was younger;
I've run from love when it got tough
My hair was bleached in boiling light
I helped as many people as I could
Still, my thoughts were darkened in the wilderness
Felt alone in crowds of s...
Tuesday 19th June 2012 7:38 pm
Manchester Ritz
Manchester Ritz
Manchester Ritz, the glam n' the glitz
dancehall days, it's a ballroom blitz!
sticky carpets, sweaty armpits
see her dress, it just about fits
have a dance, or prop up the bar
glittering balls, a dancefloor star
see that girl, I can see her bra
watch her move, she's the best by far
sexy girls, crazy drunken nights
low cut tops, minis...
Friday 1st May 2009 3:52 pm
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