Performance Poet and Published Author at The Ledger de la Bald Group Of Realities-none of which puts food on the table or gives the lord of the land the rent. But the hours are good and I am my own boss. I have also been known to appear at sea festivals/folk clubs under the name of Boathook Bald, reciting the poetry of the Poole Prawning Fleet. Should you ever stumble into a room where Boathook is performing, don't expect to hear too much about prawns, boats or the sea-what we get up to ashore is much more to our liking!
Two Tramps Two tramps were slobbing under a tree, The lords and masters of nothing at all, Says one tramp, to no-one in particular, "There aint not many of us left no more." "Tramping today is a dying art, No young blood comes in to swell our ranks, Don't you think it's time to give it all up?" And the other tramp said, "No thanks". (c) Ledger de la Bald 2015 (c) 2015 Ledger de la Bald
All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.
The Bastard (01/12/2015)
Poor Old Alfie (21/11/2015)
Leisure (After W.H.Davies) (16/11/2015)
Ode To Ted (08/11/2015)
Moving On (03/11/2015)
The Christening (30/10/2015)
Reasonable Behaviour (28/10/2015)
Satan Is A Wanker (27/10/2015)
The Rhyme Of The Ancient Partygoer (24/10/2015)
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