Poetry Blog by Jan Jack
A Trip to the Supermarket
I’m shopping in my lunch break and I only have an hour,
I’m whizzing round the supermarket; all I need is flour,
But then I buy some extra bits to make my shopping last,
I pick up speed down aisle three; I’m running pretty fast,
My trolley is quite heavy, so I park it down the aisle,
I collect butter, milk and loo roll, and I start to los...
Wednesday 22nd February 2012 7:20 pm
A Contemporary Romance
He was wearing a grey hoodie, and a dab of ‘Eau de Skate’
He chose a wicked restaurant, for our brilliant first date,
He ordered two huge hamburgers, with relish and some fries,
And across that plastic table I gazed deep into his eyes.
I saw his ‘HATE’ tattoo, and knew I’d found my perfect heaven,
And I got to know him well, from half ...
Sunday 19th February 2012 7:31 pm