your past,
way back there
days so very long ago
days that sailed far away
Tag: poems
Bitter Soap – Written Thursday 14th July 2016 (Aged 41)
is held very tight
and the realisation –
that you cannot prise it from their hands
try as you might
Strapped for Cash – Written Thursday 14th July 2016 (Aged 41)
we –
are, ‘strapped for cash’
and that –
there has been an almighty crash
Those Liberal Views – Written July 2016 (Aged 41)
never noticed –
the blame creep in
never noticed –
the passion for traditional sin
The Last Gasp of the Hopefuls – Written Wednesday 13th July 2016 (Aged 41)
they privatised the dreams
and marketised,
every fear and every scream
they put a charge on lamposts
and a tax on our every lean
Reassurance – Written Wednesday 20th July 2016 (Aged 41)
Reassurance i saw – a young woman – run her hands across – the bushes and the flowers – in … More
Taxi Queue – Written July 2017 (aged 42)
and i wondered,
what could i ever do
once upon a time felt so far away
i was bankrupt when it came to decency
and i had nothing of credit to say
She Is The One – Written Monday 24th July 2017 (Aged 42)
so let me just grab my duvet –
and of course, for your goodness,
i can vouch
i will just get in the car and we can talk
then i will sleep on the couch
You Are What You Read – Written Wednesday 19th July 2017 (Aged 42)
social media is all around us
and it grabs you by the hands
so we read,
and what we read becomes who we are
is that so hard to understand?
Here is My Day – Written June 2017 (Aged 42)
i spend hours
working hard on my presentation
and wondering
about the way it comes across
stomach,
well i am tired of the knot
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