Poetry Blog by Brian Maryon
Jack, being a responsible lad, before going up the hill
took Jill to the clinic and put her on the pill.
But Jill, being a devious girl with her body clock ticking
didn't take the pill before she let him put his dick in.
Four months down the line she felt the baby kicking.
Jack went mad and said you've ruined my bloody life.
Jill said you can fuck right off I'm not your...
Saturday 17th November 2018 12:04 am
Jane had started it,
brushing up against the guys
and stroking knees suggestively.
She did it to him, he did it back to her
Everyone seemed to join in
It seemed to be harmless fun
When Laura got up to go to the loo
he slapped her on the arse
He knew it wasn't Laura
He knew it was Jude, her wife
She'd never liked him
Now he was on the Register
It had ru...
Wednesday 14th November 2018 8:30 am
I'd love to win Poem of the Week
to give credence to my stuff
but whatever masterpiece I post
it's never good enough
Maybe I'm too flippant,
perhaps they don't like rhyme
though if there was Twaddle of the Week
I'd win it every time
Monday 12th November 2018 1:39 pm
As they waited
his eyes surveyed the room
at all the things she'd amassed,
so recently risk assessed.
She'd become a virtual prisoner
in the house she'd strived to own.
The house she'd made a home
was now a source of danger for her.
As he wheeled her out the door
she asked how soon she'd be back.
Couple of weeks he lied.
He felt his stomach churn.
Saturday 10th November 2018 7:47 am
I dare not post a remembrance poem
for fear of being shot down in flames
amid accusations of keeping my head
below the parapet of the trench
outside my twee cul de sac semi-detached
I'd be cut down in a hail of lead
for going over the top
and saying out loud
that poppies are red
and for disrespecting
the senseless dead
Wednesday 7th November 2018 11:44 pm
They spiced up our lives
those wannabe stars
One dose won't suffice
Zig a zig aaarrgghhh
Monday 5th November 2018 9:26 pm
As always he was relaxed and confident,
smiling, and with good reason - he always beats me
My normal strategy is damage limitation
Today was different, I had motivation
I hadn't played for a month
I was feeling good, no aches and pains
I had a new racquet with tight strings
I had new tennis shoes
I had nothing to lose
It started well - I took the first game to love...
Saturday 3rd November 2018 8:12 am
Arriving en masse in Barbour green
middle class mummies in SUV's
with kids named Willow, Sky and Breeze
allergic to various nuts and cheese
and designer dogs on ten foot leads
(tripping hazards for OAP's)
pooping in the fallen leaves
beneath the beauty of the trees
Thursday 1st November 2018 11:25 am