poems
After waking on the couch:
The sky above the back yard is a touch off Cobalt Blue And the shade that’s reflected in the windows Of the terraces opposite Are more a touch of Crimean I sit, smoking, the top half of the back door open 3.32 am, ah well We have failed in yesterday’s dreams and good intentions Failed … Continue reading
Everyone Says I’m Crazy….
Hunter S Thompson allegedly said that “‘Crazy’ is a term of art; ‘Insane’ is a term of law. Remember that, and you’ll save yourself a lot of trouble”. This poem isn’t quite so observant, but hell, it works for me. ‘Crazy’ is a term of art; ‘Insane’ is a term of law. Remember that, and … Continue reading
in the wreckage
She was lithe, lean exceptionally so and to be fair, it fascinated me and she kissed like she was on a curfew and that gave me the toots so we necked on a park bench as the dawn came in by the river and I think both of us would have took it … Continue reading
Every home should have one
I bought a dickhead detector And placed it upon my own head It looks a lot like a cowboy hat But it’s a dickhead detector instead Now every time I’m minding my own business Some dickhead will yell out “yeehaa”! Seems like this dickhead detector Works pretty well, so far
It could happen for you:
The irrestible force met the immovable object And both invented a concept called Brunch; It was simpler than standing around arguing Over which of them would pay for lunch The chicken and the egg stopped puzzling And joined them in the feast And the question of which them got there first Didn’t bother … Continue reading
