you will never really feel
and always be,
somehow numb
the last to understand the joke
Tag: poems
Estuary – Written Tuesday 4th April 2006 (Aged 36)
throwing a ball
to an excited dog
whose name –
appears to be tara
Scent of Your Pillow (Originally Untitled) – Written Tuesday 7th April 2006 (Aged 31)
the scent of your pillow
lingers after you have left
(Hiding the Truth) When They Grow Up – Written Tuesday 4th April 2006 (Aged 31)
this is life
and that is what you do
desperately hoping
the children will hide the truth
The Housewife Production Line – Written Tuesday 4th April 2006 (Aged 31)
another product
from the housewife production line
first invented circa 1880 or thereabouts
another product
of the, play your part brigade
Poor Imitation of Clever (Originally Untitled) – Written Tuesday 4th April 2006 (Aged 31)
or the type
they drip feed you in school
where they expect us to confirm –
to unexplained rules
Perhaps the Glare Was Too Much (Originally Untitled) – Written Tuesday 4th April 2006 (Aged 31)
the deepest tragedy of all
is that all you wanted
was just within your grasp
perhaps the glare was too much
maybe it made your heart beat too fast
At Last (Originally Untitled) – Written Tuesday 4th April 2006 (Aged 31)
the love i never had
the love that you gave
and you continue to do
I Love You – Written Monday 3rd April 2006 (Aged 31)
i love you
but your anger
and frustration at the work
leaves me helpless
Two Day Week – Written Monday 3rd April 3006 (Aged 31)
i will let them –
get back to their two day week
where they sit and work
and indulge in their fantasy world
