Life in a Small cul-de-sac (Not poetry per se, but a bit of fun I hope)
Life continues to be exciting in our small cul-de-sac. This evening saw the incident of the "blue-bin falling over". This brought everyone out to check and whilst the bin remained like an upside-down turtle, we pondered (whilst standing in the 50 mph winds) what could have caused such a disaster? It was finally decided...
Thursday 19th October 2017 11:17 pm
1. Unusual places
I think of things
In the most unusual places
I thought of this
Whilst I was tying my laces
Others I’ve penned
A few, disturbingly, whilst sitting on the loo
They seemed to turn out alright
I just hope you thought so too
One sprang to mind
While I was brushing my hair
That proved a knotty one to finish
But I eventually got th...
Wednesday 23rd August 2017 1:07 am
Who knew such joy before they were born
Who knew the joy they'd bring
As an only child no knowledge of this sibling thing
But life with my two boys became my greatest experience
Brought me endless days of pure joy
They're so close, so different, so very much alike, the very best of friends
My best times ever are when we're all together
Just sitting, eating and chatting, natu...
Thursday 3rd August 2017 7:36 pm
Was doing some window shopping
As you do
On a quiet Sunday
Before you get your monthly pay
And then there she was
Completely stark bollock-naked!
Well, you know what I mean
For it was a She that I seen
She had a great figure
A lovely, healthy skin-tone
Although, not much hair
But, if I had to guess, it would be fair
Tuesday 25th April 2017 9:31 pm
With my pen
Tapping a rhythm on my teeth
Sounds better than it feels.
Clicking the nib of my pen
In and out, In and out
But, oddly, very satisfying
Those damn Beavers
They have blocked the flow
Words and rhymes have all dried up.
Staring, unseeing, out the window
Spinning around on my swivel-chair
Which, whilst child...
Tuesday 25th April 2017 8:11 am
Sorry if I appear like the BBC, stupid repeats and all of that, but just having fun. Hey poetry people, it IS allowed. Sorry.
1. I wish
Lots of words seem to end in ‘ish’
I think some are made-up, like easy-ish
But wait a minute, let’s not get too childish
And appear for one moment that I am being churlish
Some of them confuse me, like pigfish
Which is it? A pig o...
Monday 24th April 2017 11:44 pm
1. Poetic licence
Some poems are fun
Make me laugh and snigger
Some poems are sad
These are no laughing matter
Some poems are long
Some just right, others far, far too long
Some poems are short
Now they’re a relief
Some poems are tragic
Old Will the Bard was good at those I think
Some poems make no sense
I’m pretty good at those myself
Some poems ar...
Sunday 23rd April 2017 9:15 pm
We were like ‘yin and yang’,
‘Spick and Span’
- Hot pot, big pan -
slick and tanned!
The could we can -
sweet, sweet like marzipan!
The kind of love that makes you FAT,
that attracts the sniff sniffing rats.
- Rap! Trap! Rat! The blind bats! -
But I walked and you ran,
I was kicked like tin-can
then you thought you were tin-man,
cause you forgot your heart ...
Tuesday 21st February 2017 11:28 am