Poetry Blog by ray pool
Cometh the thief in a restless search
to steal your breath away.
Angels in white ward off the night
at the end of a precious day.
In dreams we sense this furtive beast
faceless with its lance
tripping the light fantastic
on its sly and sure advance.
So wear that mask, wash those hands
protect the NHS
for how long we can ward it off
is anybody's guess.
Monday 21st September 2020 10:43 pm
Russell Sprout was rather stout
as wide as he was tall.
His appearance was hysterical
verging on the spherical,
exactly like a ball.
As marmite's not to everyone's taste
while others seem to love it,
Russell drew a parallel
with some put off by a rotting smell
while others rose above it.
In one thing he was much admired
and worthy of a mention
Tuesday 15th September 2020 7:39 pm
Don't go near the trains my boy
don't go near the trains
they'll carry you off in a puff of smoke
and we'll never see you again.
Stay away from cars son
stay away from cars
they'll run you down for sure son
they're sure to run you down.
Don't go near the water lad
water 'll take you away
water 'll take you away my son
we don't want you to drown.
Monday 7th September 2020 6:02 pm