poems
Song For Her
———————- Be my lozenge My pollution Be my problems My solutions Be my burden Suspended by balloons Be my taxi That arrives too soon Be my ocean Always waving B & Q Crazy paving Be my ache My constant sorrow My reason to lie in late tomorrow Be the smile that lights this beaten face … Continue reading
Sitting on the Bomb
I was lost in my madness Lost in my memories Tied up intellectually and thinking of crime The batteries on this old camera won’t yield up its treasures A picture box that keeps its secrets to itself Pour the wine A shipwrecked train of bodies in mud Oh how we laughed as the rain poured … Continue reading
Wet.
“This bar’s wet. This BAR’S WET!!” I cared not, kept my head down and my elbow out of the way “This BAR’S WET!!” she continued forcing the moustachioed face of the barman from his Independent the front window was boarded up, but the growls and the howls of traffic continued to filter in below the … Continue reading
The Mixed Communication of Stanley S Holloway
There was no greater surprise that morning Than that which awaited Stanley Sam Holloway As he checked all the messages that had been sent overnight To Stan S Hollow at Yahoo Dot Co Dot Uk See Stan had never been a popular figure Although he’d never done anyone wrong And if it weren’t for this … Continue reading
Hank, we only missed you by a month…
“We cannot choose when we are born; But we can choose when it’s time to check out” She said It was a fair point, I guess Though if it hadn’t have been, I wouldn’t have bothered arguing I’d long ago decided that she’d won Whatever cause she was fighting, she’d won And was only waiting … Continue reading
