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Bungalow Dreaming
I’ve got my eye on a bungalow
now I’m ageing fast and living slow
not much to do, nowhere to go
A remote-controlled garage door
An en-suite on the ground floor
These are the things I’m looking for
My rosy afterglow
I’ve got my eye on a bungalow
Where I can unwind, go with the flow
Touch the roof it’s only low
A resin drive that’s easy to clean
No moss, no weed...
Sunday 28th April 2024 9:49 am
The Eternal Flame
Two stones banged together
To create a misplaced spark
Forget about the weather
Never mind the dark
Harnessing that fire
Gave Neanderthals a thrill
They could build a funeral pyre
And keep out the Ice Age chill
Down countless generations
The flame remained intact
As in various locations
Wood was splintered, split and stacked
By Maasai on the Kenyan Plains
In Uluru’s mystic glow
...
Wednesday 17th April 2024 7:11 pm
Neighbour's got a new hot tub
Neighbour’s got a new hot tub
Cost six grand from B and Q
It came with white robes, a fridge and a sub
They’re for the chosen few
Neighbour’s got a new hot tub
It completely fills his deck
It’s superior to a back rub
And it’s sorted out his neck
It’s both rigid and inflatable
With blue lights in LED
It’s necessity’s debatable
It’s an al fresco luxury
...
Saturday 4th November 2023 2:18 pm
DIY Man
There’s a Viking Warrior around the back
With a multi-tool and a Power Pack
Keeps nuts and bolts in a padlocked sack
He’s a DIY Man, he’s building a shack
With his manic ScrewFix lust
He’ll transform that hedge into dust
It makes no odds, he’s not fussed
He’s a DIY Man, born to rust
He wears a John Deere branded shirt
Recharges himself when he feels inert
Wa...
Tuesday 24th October 2023 11:03 pm
Suburbia
Low-lit suburbia,
With its boxed excitement,
Suited her mood right now.
She lived a silent life
Of genteel disaster
And spent her afternoons
In cafés with her cups,
Deep in the corridor
Of her mind’s memories.
A kiss in a car park,
Which could have changed her life
(But which changed someone else’s),
Still haunted her at nights,
When darkness stole her dreams...
Saturday 8th October 2022 6:34 pm
Small town girl
Small town girl with your voice so low
and your hopes even lower,
you keep on singing just the wrong verse.
Why is it that you never care?
You keep on counting only on false friends.
Why is it that your heart 's so bare?
Small town girl with your history so long
and a record even longer,
huddled in your hoodie.
What is it that you won't see?
With your right arm s...
Tuesday 15th October 2019 2:24 pm
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