Poetry Blog by mike booth (love)
In the recent storms and typhoons, I heard advice from US police to people not evacuating to write theirnames on their arms as it might be the only way to identify them. This somewhat brutal advice inspiredthe following rather apocalyptic poem - if you look closely I hope you can find a message of hope!
Run for the Hills
Write your name upon your arm,
On your sleeve tattoo you...
Saturday 29th September 2018 9:27 am
Tell me, Stranger, tell me do,
What makes the world spin round for you?
What do you love, what makes you cry?
What do you hope, before you die?
Tell me, Father, plant a seed,
What path I follow, where you lead,
Give me compass, strength and plan,
To show me how to be a man.
Hold me Mother, sing me songs,
Give me rites for all my wrongs,
Tuesday 12th June 2018 10:32 pm
We don’t want to be alone…
But our deepest relationship is with our phone
Like a dog with a bone, checking the tone.
We swipe and we flick,, we tick and we post,
Poking, retweeting, who likes us the most?
We turn on the roast, we like and give stars,
But end of the day, do we know who we are?
This ain’t how it could be,
It’s wrong, do you see?...
Sunday 4th February 2018 4:57 pm
As Trump prototype walls are assessed and my back garden wall remains work in progress, penned this little poem....
Brick by Brick
I got some bricks, cement and sand
With water, trowel, a plotting line.
Thought of how to turn my hand
To leave a symbol of something fine.
I had my patch, could build so tall,
Keep to myself my piece of space.
I could build a monstrous wa...
Thursday 28th December 2017 7:12 pm
You’re fizzy like an alka-seltzer
All elastic, little belter,
Plastic fantastic, helter skelter
Spacey one, you moon of delta.
Short of fuse, a pocket rocket
Soothing words just like a locket
Fit my spade you yellow bucket
My mind is full, but you unblock it.
Pack a punch, sting like a bee,
Sharp and bristly, holly tree,
Grab your rose, ...
Sunday 5th November 2017 8:20 am
He was a bright spark,
She his old flame,
And when they got together
Fire burned again.
They rubbed together for a while
Blazing hot on tinder,
Burning looks, smouldering smile
Their passion couldn’t hinder.
Soon the hot and fiery pair
Could hold it in no more,
Igniting like a flare,
The furnace began to roar.
They consumed ...
Sunday 15th October 2017 8:51 am