Poetry Blogs (over)
Nicola Beckett on The Cost Of Your Hand (2 hours ago)
Nicola Beckett on big lots (6 hours ago)
In the midst of a pandemic
Your biggest concern happens to be
And yet the bliss of the pandemic
Was not having to hear you
I was wondering when your time would come
To be quite honest I was surprised
You are a little late
Here's your rescinded wedding invitation
Not that we planned it to your taste
It's on this perfectly whit...
Wednesday 8th April 2020 1:11 am
NO MORE CHANCES TO WIN
GAME IS OVER, MY DEAR
THE CHANCE IS ONLY ONE
YOU MISSED IT LAST YEAR
NO MORE TIME TO PLAY
SAME GAME FROM THE BEGINNING
I DON'T WANT TO STAY
TO WATCH YOU, MY DARLING
NO NEED TO WAIT FOR THE END
NO MORE CHANGES TO COME
GOOD BYE.. SEE YOU MY FRIEND
NO DANCE WHERE NO "DRUMS"
Thursday 4th April 2019 8:02 pm
So now it’s over and I’ve trapped off at the club
and you’ve met someone else, we’ve both moved on
in our lives. I’ve cried my tears and remember
the memories. It was good to talk today—
no, I don’t miss you but I still do care.
You’re a nice person, a little immature.
I wish you the best in life, ill meet someone now
and be happy, I’ll get my gir...
Tuesday 29th November 2011 8:52 pm
So now you came up after calling and texting me,
almost begging me to be your friend.
We talk at my door for half an hour,
then I feel compassion and let you in.
You regret being silly and I do being nasty,
tell me how did it come to all this?
We manage to sort this madness out and become friends.
Is this what happens when we break up,
Saturday 8th October 2011 8:34 pm