.PutTheWorldToRights.
Empty pint glasses
overload old oak table.
Conversation flows.
Wednesday, 2 September 2009
haikus again
WeCanAllSeeYou'reBeautiful.
Pretty girl draws scowls
from women who are jealous.
Object of male hearts.
.FootballThugs.
Pub electric tense
football fans ready to fight.
The beautiful game.
Pretty girl draws scowls
from women who are jealous.
Object of male hearts.
.FootballThugs.
Pub electric tense
football fans ready to fight.
The beautiful game.
Monday, 31 August 2009
forgotten path
Our mothers sleep with casual strangers
seperated fathers teary eyed drinks alone.
Both unaware of the dangers
that we face down this
darken road.
Journey starts, can no longer postpone.
Devided here we have collapsed, fallen
neighbours replaced with people unkown.
Society completely stolen
by our own automation
shutting down.
A new future for us, needs to be shown.
Streetlights pulse like a weak heartbeat
lighting only just a few steps further ahead.
these strangers we meet
to combine our touch
feeling our way.
This path found with our fingers outspread.
seperated fathers teary eyed drinks alone.
Both unaware of the dangers
that we face down this
darken road.
Journey starts, can no longer postpone.
Devided here we have collapsed, fallen
neighbours replaced with people unkown.
Society completely stolen
by our own automation
shutting down.
A new future for us, needs to be shown.
Streetlights pulse like a weak heartbeat
lighting only just a few steps further ahead.
these strangers we meet
to combine our touch
feeling our way.
This path found with our fingers outspread.
Friday, 28 August 2009
summers gone
End of August, summer holiday almost gone
yet I still havent seen any, not even one.
Teenage girls in flimsy revealing clothes
too adult for them, a bit too much shows,
childhoods shortened from social pressure
teaching them to flaut thier female gender,
I'm starting to question my moral mettle.
Out of court her parents want to settle.
yet I still havent seen any, not even one.
Teenage girls in flimsy revealing clothes
too adult for them, a bit too much shows,
childhoods shortened from social pressure
teaching them to flaut thier female gender,
I'm starting to question my moral mettle.
Out of court her parents want to settle.
Thursday, 27 August 2009
haikus
.GroupieWants.
Drummer paranoid
groupie continues to stare,
Locked on her target.
.GoFasterStripes.
Loudly tooting horn!
flicking the V's at the flash.
Speeding road rager.
.88MilesAnHour.
Flaming tire tracks,
Back to the Future stylee,
speeding driver flies.
Drummer paranoid
groupie continues to stare,
Locked on her target.
.GoFasterStripes.
Loudly tooting horn!
flicking the V's at the flash.
Speeding road rager.
.88MilesAnHour.
Flaming tire tracks,
Back to the Future stylee,
speeding driver flies.
more haikus
.DrinkingGames.
Spoon full of sugar
helps the tequila go down.
And straight up again.
.MessyEater.
Blank t-shirt ideal,
rotate after eating spag bol.
Stains hidden from sight.
.BuyMeAPony.
Society girl
your daddys little princess.
Nothing to others.
Spoon full of sugar
helps the tequila go down.
And straight up again.
.MessyEater.
Blank t-shirt ideal,
rotate after eating spag bol.
Stains hidden from sight.
.BuyMeAPony.
Society girl
your daddys little princess.
Nothing to others.
Wednesday, 26 August 2009
some more haikus again
.NotCorrectClothing.
Whale tail surfaces
a girl, too young leans forward.
Adult thong pokes out.
.MusicInsider.
Groupie hunts down band
with pouty eyed seduction.
No tread left on that.
.IfIHadMoney.
Bored stiff millionaire
sponsors local football team.
His face on shirt front.
.ACrapCold.
No matter how hard
you flick it, always return.
Boomerang bogie.
Whale tail surfaces
a girl, too young leans forward.
Adult thong pokes out.
.MusicInsider.
Groupie hunts down band
with pouty eyed seduction.
No tread left on that.
.IfIHadMoney.
Bored stiff millionaire
sponsors local football team.
His face on shirt front.
.ACrapCold.
No matter how hard
you flick it, always return.
Boomerang bogie.
some more haikus
.SaturdayNights.
Pub fills with locals
laughter and chatter belong.
Lonely silent drunk.
.MusicScars.
Fingertips worn smooth
against heavy strings on bass.
My poor mans plectrum.
Pub fills with locals
laughter and chatter belong.
Lonely silent drunk.
.MusicScars.
Fingertips worn smooth
against heavy strings on bass.
My poor mans plectrum.
another haiku
.NoDentalPlan.
Mouth foams violently,
like a mad cow diseased man.
New electric toothbrush.
Mouth foams violently,
like a mad cow diseased man.
New electric toothbrush.
Sunday, 23 August 2009
one more haiku
.WashMeAway.
On my knees, frozen.
tears hidden by this rainstorm.
Self judgement begins.
On my knees, frozen.
tears hidden by this rainstorm.
Self judgement begins.
Thursday, 20 August 2009
weekends in town
These valley night trains continue to run
through gritted teeth this shift soon done.
Rusting tracks follow these contour lines
towards the ever growing city light shines.
Together we move, slowly galloping onwards
as the weary conductor automatically herds
these loud saturday nighters, into town.
as they begin thier social drunk meltdown.
Hoovered up from platforms into the dustbag
that is this towncenter, a damp dishrag,
absorbing the grimey remains from elsewhere.
Deposited around me, my worst nightmare.
through gritted teeth this shift soon done.
Rusting tracks follow these contour lines
towards the ever growing city light shines.
Together we move, slowly galloping onwards
as the weary conductor automatically herds
these loud saturday nighters, into town.
as they begin thier social drunk meltdown.
Hoovered up from platforms into the dustbag
that is this towncenter, a damp dishrag,
absorbing the grimey remains from elsewhere.
Deposited around me, my worst nightmare.
Wednesday, 19 August 2009
Monday, 17 August 2009
further haikus
.SongRequest.
Sing Loveshack with me
my karaoke partner.
This time together.
.MyWayHome.
Train station silence
longer than anywhere else.
Journey back from you.
.TheseThoughts.
My hand written notes
hidden deep, within your world.
I hope you find them.
Sing Loveshack with me
my karaoke partner.
This time together.
.MyWayHome.
Train station silence
longer than anywhere else.
Journey back from you.
.TheseThoughts.
My hand written notes
hidden deep, within your world.
I hope you find them.
a couple more haikus
.EmptyGhostTrain.
Fairground rides no fun,
without your soft hand to squeeze.
For when I get scared.
.WeekendNights.
Fancy dress cowboys,
ride into the night to pull.
Herding thier cattle.
Fairground rides no fun,
without your soft hand to squeeze.
For when I get scared.
.WeekendNights.
Fancy dress cowboys,
ride into the night to pull.
Herding thier cattle.
Labels:
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ride,
scared,
squeze
Sunday, 16 August 2009
should of said
Bothered still by things I should of said
continue to haunt me until the day Im dead
Never stood up against fathers beatings,
still even now someone touching me stings.
Should of told my mother how useless she was
every question answered with because because,
from her delivered shoutings, saying go away
I am still silent and hidden to this very day.
I struggled with every moment you came near
not knowing what to do full of panicing fear.
All I ever wanted to do is show you with a kiss
how I felt, never did and its now what I miss.
Reaching out my hesitant hand trembling scared
to hold you and to whisper what Ive prepeared,
instead I was silent and my love I did betray.
Gained my voice, by then it was too late to say.
Here in this jail, scared, waiting to be found
still nothing, like a dusty piano with no sound.
They say that a man without family is no-one
yet without you Im on my own, it cannot undone.
continue to haunt me until the day Im dead
Never stood up against fathers beatings,
still even now someone touching me stings.
Should of told my mother how useless she was
every question answered with because because,
from her delivered shoutings, saying go away
I am still silent and hidden to this very day.
I struggled with every moment you came near
not knowing what to do full of panicing fear.
All I ever wanted to do is show you with a kiss
how I felt, never did and its now what I miss.
Reaching out my hesitant hand trembling scared
to hold you and to whisper what Ive prepeared,
instead I was silent and my love I did betray.
Gained my voice, by then it was too late to say.
Here in this jail, scared, waiting to be found
still nothing, like a dusty piano with no sound.
They say that a man without family is no-one
yet without you Im on my own, it cannot undone.
Wednesday, 12 August 2009
sweeter than a square of chocolate
You taste sweeter than
a stolen square of chocolate,
this shock and awe assault
on my tastebuds.
Leaves my senses disorientated
you're that dessert
I can never finish.
Full after feasting on your beauty,
this burning indigestion
keeps me warm
I will take the rest home
in a doggy bag
for when im ready for it.
a stolen square of chocolate,
this shock and awe assault
on my tastebuds.
Leaves my senses disorientated
you're that dessert
I can never finish.
Full after feasting on your beauty,
this burning indigestion
keeps me warm
I will take the rest home
in a doggy bag
for when im ready for it.
rainbow kiss
Wrap your kiss in a rainbow
to keep it safe in my pocket
use it as my distress flare
to find my way home.
As needed as my morning coffee
the only way to start this day.
No sugar in my mug is needed,
the sweetener that you are
In bed i make sure the rainbow
is turned into a pillow
so i can sleep in your love.
Make sure my jeans are skinny and tight
so that kiss is pressed even closer
against me.
to keep it safe in my pocket
use it as my distress flare
to find my way home.
As needed as my morning coffee
the only way to start this day.
No sugar in my mug is needed,
the sweetener that you are
In bed i make sure the rainbow
is turned into a pillow
so i can sleep in your love.
Make sure my jeans are skinny and tight
so that kiss is pressed even closer
against me.
Tuesday, 11 August 2009
tree
Embarrassed, I will never show you
its unbelievably cliche but true,
all I had to hand was my housekey
then was used to carve into this tree,
our woodcut intinals in a loving heart.
Council please! Tear this tree apart!
its unbelievably cliche but true,
all I had to hand was my housekey
then was used to carve into this tree,
our woodcut intinals in a loving heart.
Council please! Tear this tree apart!
Saturday, 8 August 2009
take hold
Take hold,
we're bracing for impact
this time is ours
and is fading fast.
Full of the arrogance told
ignoring the few who are true
that self placed status.
Growing downfall.
Drown them,
with thier own silence
so you wont hear
the alarms calling.
To arms, seen as trators
replaced social wannabe uniform
with that of a solider.
Rise up together.
Defend,
the enemy you seek out
is your own self
Trator of this race.
Dragged down by no morals
no backbone to carry this world
like all the kings men.
We all fall down.
we're bracing for impact
this time is ours
and is fading fast.
Full of the arrogance told
ignoring the few who are true
that self placed status.
Growing downfall.
Drown them,
with thier own silence
so you wont hear
the alarms calling.
To arms, seen as trators
replaced social wannabe uniform
with that of a solider.
Rise up together.
Defend,
the enemy you seek out
is your own self
Trator of this race.
Dragged down by no morals
no backbone to carry this world
like all the kings men.
We all fall down.
Tuesday, 4 August 2009
another haiku
.ThisWeather.
Raindrops on window
leaving fading paths of dreams,
like dead shooting stars.
Raindrops on window
leaving fading paths of dreams,
like dead shooting stars.
some more haikus
.LikeJellyBabies.
Fruit flavoured lip balm
smells so tasty you could eat.
But dont though silly!
.CheapDeepHeat.
Mint shock shower gel
the perfect wake up, until....
My balls on fire!
.BreakfastChoices.
Croissant for breakfast
crumbs hidden in shirt creases.
Perfect snacks til lunch.
Fruit flavoured lip balm
smells so tasty you could eat.
But dont though silly!
.CheapDeepHeat.
Mint shock shower gel
the perfect wake up, until....
My balls on fire!
.BreakfastChoices.
Croissant for breakfast
crumbs hidden in shirt creases.
Perfect snacks til lunch.
Saturday, 1 August 2009
bite the stars
Carry you on my shoulders high
you are not the dragging burden
that you think you are,
held aloft as the sky darkens.
My shining latern.
full of sparkle lead the way
let you go, not a goodbye
as i will stay and wait to catch you.
Bite those stars and tear them open
made up from our forgotten desires
flame our smoldering fires
when you land I'll be asleep.
Kiss me, so my dreams
unfold from these jagged egdes
to our soft shared bedsheets.
Up here on this clifftop face
shop bought fireworks sent to
explode with my love,
fall short and shower downwards.
never reaching you.
just tickle your gentle feet
gathered ash in a fireplace
filled the air with evaporated truths.
Bite those stars and tear them open
made up from our forgotten desires
flame our smoldering fires
when you land I'll be asleep.
Kiss me, so my dreams
unfold from these jagged egdes
to our soft shared bedsheets.
These faults and fissured scars
all yours to view down from your
star hung cats cradle,
this humanrace with our flaws.
sun rise, stars mature.
sore neck from craning upwards
brightest of all the stars
falling with a rainbow back to earth.
you are not the dragging burden
that you think you are,
held aloft as the sky darkens.
My shining latern.
full of sparkle lead the way
let you go, not a goodbye
as i will stay and wait to catch you.
Bite those stars and tear them open
made up from our forgotten desires
flame our smoldering fires
when you land I'll be asleep.
Kiss me, so my dreams
unfold from these jagged egdes
to our soft shared bedsheets.
Up here on this clifftop face
shop bought fireworks sent to
explode with my love,
fall short and shower downwards.
never reaching you.
just tickle your gentle feet
gathered ash in a fireplace
filled the air with evaporated truths.
Bite those stars and tear them open
made up from our forgotten desires
flame our smoldering fires
when you land I'll be asleep.
Kiss me, so my dreams
unfold from these jagged egdes
to our soft shared bedsheets.
These faults and fissured scars
all yours to view down from your
star hung cats cradle,
this humanrace with our flaws.
sun rise, stars mature.
sore neck from craning upwards
brightest of all the stars
falling with a rainbow back to earth.
Sunday, 26 July 2009
touchdown
Humans like raindrops
fall to this earth
making an greedy impact,
to quench their thirst.
Yet they just bleed away
into a forgotten puddle,
a still and silent lake.
fall to this earth
making an greedy impact,
to quench their thirst.
Yet they just bleed away
into a forgotten puddle,
a still and silent lake.
some more haikus
.Swifts.
Summer birds swarm here
like thirsty drinkers in pubs.
I.O.Us on tab.
.SummersFeast.
Dragonfly hovers,
kingdom in full banquet.
Winter soon follows.
Summer birds swarm here
like thirsty drinkers in pubs.
I.O.Us on tab.
.SummersFeast.
Dragonfly hovers,
kingdom in full banquet.
Winter soon follows.
Monday, 20 July 2009
Thursday, 9 July 2009
some haikus
.EyeHeight.
Bracing stepladder
knows not where to direct sight.
His groin at eye height.
.NewsToday.
Subtitles run on
confuddled during live link.
This is modern news
Bracing stepladder
knows not where to direct sight.
His groin at eye height.
.NewsToday.
Subtitles run on
confuddled during live link.
This is modern news
Labels:
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news,
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Wednesday, 8 July 2009
some more haikus
.HoneyPumps.
Bumble bee collects.
Unlike motorists searching
for cheapest petrol.
.YourPath.
Signpost directions
only ever point two ways.
Never a crossroads
.SlapFlat.
Skateboard man too quick,
doesnt spot stone on pavement.
Gravity does work.
Bumble bee collects.
Unlike motorists searching
for cheapest petrol.
.YourPath.
Signpost directions
only ever point two ways.
Never a crossroads
.SlapFlat.
Skateboard man too quick,
doesnt spot stone on pavement.
Gravity does work.
Labels:
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hakiu,
honey,
pavement,
petrol,
signpost,
skateboard
Monday, 6 July 2009
too late, i know,
I was petrified of holding you
having someone so close,
everything I wanted to say
I held back, hid it away.
Everything I ever wanted,
my brightest star
the exposure to you
was too much.
We all fell down, burnt.
Nothing more than a kiss
with my lips near you
I knew I'd whisper
all my truths in your ear.
When you wern't looking
I reached out a hand to hold
like a game of grandmothers footsteps
everytime you looked at me
I froze, I could move no closer
as your gaze never left mine.
having someone so close,
everything I wanted to say
I held back, hid it away.
Everything I ever wanted,
my brightest star
the exposure to you
was too much.
We all fell down, burnt.
Nothing more than a kiss
with my lips near you
I knew I'd whisper
all my truths in your ear.
When you wern't looking
I reached out a hand to hold
like a game of grandmothers footsteps
everytime you looked at me
I froze, I could move no closer
as your gaze never left mine.
Sunday, 5 July 2009
a haiku
.DamnIt!.
Fumbling in the dark
trying to unclasp her bra.
Gah!! Thats my watch strap!
Fumbling in the dark
trying to unclasp her bra.
Gah!! Thats my watch strap!
Labels:
bra,
frustration,
fumbling,
haiku,
passion,
watch strap
Wednesday, 1 July 2009
some haikus
.SummersHeat.
Sat in swimming shorts
legs prised apart keep me cool.
Gentle through breeze.
.Gah!.
Inspiration! Now
write it down quickly before
the ink in pen runs. . . .
.OnlySoManyWords.
Haiku syllables
seventeen tones in total.
So use them wisely.
Sat in swimming shorts
legs prised apart keep me cool.
Gentle through breeze.
.Gah!.
Inspiration! Now
write it down quickly before
the ink in pen runs. . . .
.OnlySoManyWords.
Haiku syllables
seventeen tones in total.
So use them wisely.
Saturday, 27 June 2009
another haiku
.DrankTooMuch.
Cold, tiled bathroom floor,
stuck to it like fridge magnet.
My drunken sickness.
Cold, tiled bathroom floor,
stuck to it like fridge magnet.
My drunken sickness.
another pretty face
Everyday I order a cup of tea
from the pretty waitress.
Just to watch you bring it over
to see your polite smile.
To share that brief moment
of intamacey with you.
from the pretty waitress.
Just to watch you bring it over
to see your polite smile.
To share that brief moment
of intamacey with you.
Thursday, 25 June 2009
haikus by me
.ScrollingPast.
Church spires float past
foreground homes bland colours blur.
Views for train journeys.
.ModernDayFarming.
Grazing cows outside
litter fields like burnt out cars.
Mans greed, modern needs.
Church spires float past
foreground homes bland colours blur.
Views for train journeys.
.ModernDayFarming.
Grazing cows outside
litter fields like burnt out cars.
Mans greed, modern needs.
Tuesday, 23 June 2009
some more haikus
.Steeplechase.
Womans athletics
especially the long jump.
leaves me so aroused.
.Strawberries&Cream.
Wimbledons boring,
no longer interests me.
Kournikova gone.
Womans athletics
especially the long jump.
leaves me so aroused.
.Strawberries&Cream.
Wimbledons boring,
no longer interests me.
Kournikova gone.
Labels:
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haiku,
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wimbledon
Friday, 19 June 2009
this letter
I've posted this letter to you,
at recorded delivery cost
as I'm too shy to admit this to your face.
Bullet pointed below in capital letters
so you can clearly read, is the truth.
You put the buzz in my flight
as I bumble floating on your scent.
Installed my unbreakable smile
as I squelch home to you
after standing in a puddle.
I'd go hungry at lunch
to spend the last of the change
in my wallet, to buy you flowers.
Have all the hot water to fill the bath
and take your time.
I'd just use your warm bathwater after.
at recorded delivery cost
as I'm too shy to admit this to your face.
Bullet pointed below in capital letters
so you can clearly read, is the truth.
You put the buzz in my flight
as I bumble floating on your scent.
Installed my unbreakable smile
as I squelch home to you
after standing in a puddle.
I'd go hungry at lunch
to spend the last of the change
in my wallet, to buy you flowers.
Have all the hot water to fill the bath
and take your time.
I'd just use your warm bathwater after.
Thursday, 18 June 2009
some more haikus again
.Ooooops.
Power drill tempts me,
vibrating noises shakes house.
Moved wardrobe hides hole.
.SharpEdged.
Sink full of bubbles.
Below surface lurks a knife,
deadly like a shark.
.DIYOhWhy.
No More Nails! I bought,
how strong is it I wonder?
Chair stuck high to wall.
.OfficeMug.
Coffee stains ring mug,
glaze inside like doughnut top.
Human tidal lines.
Power drill tempts me,
vibrating noises shakes house.
Moved wardrobe hides hole.
.SharpEdged.
Sink full of bubbles.
Below surface lurks a knife,
deadly like a shark.
.DIYOhWhy.
No More Nails! I bought,
how strong is it I wonder?
Chair stuck high to wall.
.OfficeMug.
Coffee stains ring mug,
glaze inside like doughnut top.
Human tidal lines.
Wednesday, 17 June 2009
kiss
That gentle kiss you blew towards me
floats gently on your scent.
Folded safely tight, deep in my pocket
saved, for when i need it.
A grazed knee fixed by a kiss from you
soothed by paitent love.
I dont have your clean medicated touch
I just sting and burn.
floats gently on your scent.
Folded safely tight, deep in my pocket
saved, for when i need it.
A grazed knee fixed by a kiss from you
soothed by paitent love.
I dont have your clean medicated touch
I just sting and burn.
some more haikus
.SunScreen.
Bake for twenty mins,
Browning in slow sweaty heat.
Summer has arrived.
.BBQSeason.
Sausages sizzle
like childs fat sticky fingers
greasy BBQ.
.RedSkinned.
Removed watch reveals.
Session in sun, far too long.
My tan line Sundial.
Bake for twenty mins,
Browning in slow sweaty heat.
Summer has arrived.
.BBQSeason.
Sausages sizzle
like childs fat sticky fingers
greasy BBQ.
.RedSkinned.
Removed watch reveals.
Session in sun, far too long.
My tan line Sundial.
Tuesday, 16 June 2009
a summers haiku
.SummersTanning.
Shirt sleeves rolled top high.
Magazine shields reddened face.
Summers lunch hour.
Shirt sleeves rolled top high.
Magazine shields reddened face.
Summers lunch hour.
Saturday, 13 June 2009
that taste
Still even now, you're that taste
that ball of bile.
Stuck in the back of my throat
like a bitter lump.
Unable to swallow.
that ball of bile.
Stuck in the back of my throat
like a bitter lump.
Unable to swallow.
valley trains
Like a pulse of light
the last train flickers
through the Valley veins.
Packed red jerseys
another Welsh win
once more, once again.
the last train flickers
through the Valley veins.
Packed red jerseys
another Welsh win
once more, once again.
Thursday, 11 June 2009
some more haikus
.BranchesBreeze.
Slow whispered tonal
composed harmony through trees.
summers song play on.
.DamnIt!.
Dinosaur T-Rex
frustrated by awkward itch.
Arms too short to reach.
.MyGrave.
Lake calm, steady still
ready for my body now.
Disturbed by ripple.
Slow whispered tonal
composed harmony through trees.
summers song play on.
.DamnIt!.
Dinosaur T-Rex
frustrated by awkward itch.
Arms too short to reach.
.MyGrave.
Lake calm, steady still
ready for my body now.
Disturbed by ripple.
Wednesday, 10 June 2009
shared
The reason I dont hold you
the way I want to is because Im scared,
that I dont know how to
its all new to me, I want to be shared.
the way I want to is because Im scared,
that I dont know how to
its all new to me, I want to be shared.
more haikus
.ColdDelight.
Ice Cream devoured
slobbered all over my face,
like milk white spag bol.
.WordsWillNeverHurtMe.
Sticks & stones break bones,
words hurtle towards like spears.
Matrix bullet time.
Ice Cream devoured
slobbered all over my face,
like milk white spag bol.
.WordsWillNeverHurtMe.
Sticks & stones break bones,
words hurtle towards like spears.
Matrix bullet time.
Tuesday, 9 June 2009
my list
On the palm of my hand
in permanent marker*.
I will write a to-do list
for each and every day.
On it will command, a cuddle,
a kiss - underlined twice.
A back rub, to do the washing up,
to fetch chips in the rain.
I will tick these off daily
for as long as I am with you.
*one that smells like bakewell tarts
in permanent marker*.
I will write a to-do list
for each and every day.
On it will command, a cuddle,
a kiss - underlined twice.
A back rub, to do the washing up,
to fetch chips in the rain.
I will tick these off daily
for as long as I am with you.
*one that smells like bakewell tarts
some further haikus
.BathTime.
Fresh out of shower,
body smells of milky soap.
Talc me down baby!
.ThunderousRain.
Rainstorm drags its feet,
like super deluxe carwash.
Patience is the key.
.FunWithYou.
Pillow fight. Round two,
Knockout feather bursting shot.
These moments with you.
Fresh out of shower,
body smells of milky soap.
Talc me down baby!
.ThunderousRain.
Rainstorm drags its feet,
like super deluxe carwash.
Patience is the key.
.FunWithYou.
Pillow fight. Round two,
Knockout feather bursting shot.
These moments with you.
Monday, 8 June 2009
missed you
To this day I still miss you,
but what it was, now replaced with regret
of not saying what was so blaintently true
that I loved you, my duet.
but what it was, now replaced with regret
of not saying what was so blaintently true
that I loved you, my duet.
Bedroom Rights
'Whats the triple X throw down?'
my face holds a quizzical frown,
whisper in my ear what it means
bed now! Please! Removed jeans.
The horizontal monster mash
bed squeaks as we roll and thrash,
'whats this position?', I ask my dear,
bent twisted, 'Ow!' Finger in my ear.
Afterwards in a sweaty heap in bed
anything like that again, I'll be dead.
my face holds a quizzical frown,
whisper in my ear what it means
bed now! Please! Removed jeans.
The horizontal monster mash
bed squeaks as we roll and thrash,
'whats this position?', I ask my dear,
bent twisted, 'Ow!' Finger in my ear.
Afterwards in a sweaty heap in bed
anything like that again, I'll be dead.
some more haikus
.NotAMorningPerson.
Fire alarm wails,
stupid toaster, milky tea.
My weekday mornings.
.NoGoodWithHeat.
Burp loudly again
trying to quench that curry,
burning tastebuds.
.Shoo!.
Sparrow watches me
perched low on branch, as I pee.
Cant go while you watch.
Fire alarm wails,
stupid toaster, milky tea.
My weekday mornings.
.NoGoodWithHeat.
Burp loudly again
trying to quench that curry,
burning tastebuds.
.Shoo!.
Sparrow watches me
perched low on branch, as I pee.
Cant go while you watch.
Sunday, 7 June 2009
Saturday, 6 June 2009
another haiku
.WelshWeather.
Thunderstorm downpour
raindrops trickle down phone lines.
Loud splash as it lands.
Thunderstorm downpour
raindrops trickle down phone lines.
Loud splash as it lands.
finally i feel
Life lived without emotion
nothing but a loveless flywheel.
With you now, I finally feel
like rainfall on a calm ocean.
nothing but a loveless flywheel.
With you now, I finally feel
like rainfall on a calm ocean.
Friday, 5 June 2009
haiku once more
.DamnThisWeather.
Drifting towards me
following their slow purpose.
Bad mood cloud above.
Drifting towards me
following their slow purpose.
Bad mood cloud above.
Thursday, 4 June 2009
Monday, 1 June 2009
Friday, 29 May 2009
more haikus
.ImBlindStill.
Cant see a way out,
fumbling blindly through this life.
Death the only light.
.DamnFloatyPollen.
Pollen tickles, floats
gently on the breeze. Damn it!
straight in my tea mug.
Cant see a way out,
fumbling blindly through this life.
Death the only light.
.DamnFloatyPollen.
Pollen tickles, floats
gently on the breeze. Damn it!
straight in my tea mug.
kestrel
A rabbit stretches
in the low slung morning sun.
Unaware that above
a kestrel licks his lips at his
tender breakfast.
in the low slung morning sun.
Unaware that above
a kestrel licks his lips at his
tender breakfast.
some more haikus
.Outside.
Sky above cool blue,
here ground crisps in gentle heat.
British summer time.
.BritishPeople.
Polite ambling,
bank holidayers basking.
Sunny long weekend.
Sky above cool blue,
here ground crisps in gentle heat.
British summer time.
.BritishPeople.
Polite ambling,
bank holidayers basking.
Sunny long weekend.
Friday, 22 May 2009
some more haikus
.TheBestThereIs.
Oh Casey Ryback
all American hero.
Girdle makes him thin.
.WeatherPermitting.
Anarchy will rein.
Rise up, take over the world.
Rain pours, not today
Oh Casey Ryback
all American hero.
Girdle makes him thin.
.WeatherPermitting.
Anarchy will rein.
Rise up, take over the world.
Rain pours, not today
Thursday, 21 May 2009
somemore haikus
.StupidFootball.
Ref blows, extra time.
Glancing at my watch, still got
ironing to do.
.LonelyFootRubs.
Beds trusted footboard,
makes me purr like a kitten.
Personal footrub.
Ref blows, extra time.
Glancing at my watch, still got
ironing to do.
.LonelyFootRubs.
Beds trusted footboard,
makes me purr like a kitten.
Personal footrub.
pear tree
Pear tree planted,
celebrate the birth
of our first born.
Now ripped up
to make way
for new patio.
celebrate the birth
of our first born.
Now ripped up
to make way
for new patio.
Tuesday, 19 May 2009
a sad clown
Clown eyes, not red from make up.
His wife left him that morning
a true professional.
The show must go on.
His wife left him that morning
a true professional.
The show must go on.
some more haikus
.HardRain.
Sniper bullet rain,
strikes back of my neck, man down!
British summer time.
.InsideOut.
Bite down hard on wrist,
walls bloodied with my punched rage.
Match the hurt within.
Sniper bullet rain,
strikes back of my neck, man down!
British summer time.
.InsideOut.
Bite down hard on wrist,
walls bloodied with my punched rage.
Match the hurt within.
Monday, 18 May 2009
never heal but fade
These scars run
from the cause to a result.
A journey I dont
want anyone to have to take.
If I ever get lost,
I have these paths to follow.
Never look back always forward.
from the cause to a result.
A journey I dont
want anyone to have to take.
If I ever get lost,
I have these paths to follow.
Never look back always forward.
Wednesday, 13 May 2009
Tuesday, 12 May 2009
Hail & Blue Skys
Continued neverending battle,
those emotions will hunt you
each and every day.
Gathering greying darkness
greenlighted to rage down
screaming,
seeking out your weakness.
No mercy, no mercy.
Draw your breath deep
to prepear your flight
that one final leap.
Behind lurking until you die,
run down sign posted pathway
you cannot escape this.
Hail locked on, rockets down
burning to tears from your eyes
cutting soft scars, homemade tattoos.
No fight left just acceptance
that calmness ensues,
its finally lifted begin my rescue.
My first true sunrise,
nothing but blue skies to sail into.
Fall down depleted collasped,
this deadend soul cut, brusied
on hands and knees.
Preying those who held you
securely tight were gone,
weighed down
scared by love they renew.
So flee, So flee.
Push past, ignore the hurt
eye contact will pain.
Exhausted energy exert
this is your war, your fight.
Gather your single man armies
only you can defeat.
Dodging first falling stones
overwelmed by these gathering
collected hurdles.
The hail comes down, numbing
rain washes away down to my
pure form,
scream out thunderous rage.
Within me, within me.
That final old lions roar
is his most dagerous
this my final encore,
now nothing left deep inside.
Replaced by nervous trembles
to start each day.
those emotions will hunt you
each and every day.
Gathering greying darkness
greenlighted to rage down
screaming,
seeking out your weakness.
No mercy, no mercy.
Draw your breath deep
to prepear your flight
that one final leap.
Behind lurking until you die,
run down sign posted pathway
you cannot escape this.
Hail locked on, rockets down
burning to tears from your eyes
cutting soft scars, homemade tattoos.
No fight left just acceptance
that calmness ensues,
its finally lifted begin my rescue.
My first true sunrise,
nothing but blue skies to sail into.
Fall down depleted collasped,
this deadend soul cut, brusied
on hands and knees.
Preying those who held you
securely tight were gone,
weighed down
scared by love they renew.
So flee, So flee.
Push past, ignore the hurt
eye contact will pain.
Exhausted energy exert
this is your war, your fight.
Gather your single man armies
only you can defeat.
Dodging first falling stones
overwelmed by these gathering
collected hurdles.
The hail comes down, numbing
rain washes away down to my
pure form,
scream out thunderous rage.
Within me, within me.
That final old lions roar
is his most dagerous
this my final encore,
now nothing left deep inside.
Replaced by nervous trembles
to start each day.
some haikus
.SpringTimeBreeze.
Leaf tumbles in breeze
thrown far from home, lost alone.
In Kansas no more.
.GhostTrains.
Dandelion seeds,
pour down railways on the breeze,
like smoke from coal trains.
Leaf tumbles in breeze
thrown far from home, lost alone.
In Kansas no more.
.GhostTrains.
Dandelion seeds,
pour down railways on the breeze,
like smoke from coal trains.
Monday, 11 May 2009
the child within
Looking down your smug nose at me
I just want to ask you one thing,
one small question.
Have you ever seen a sad child, a boy
only 8 years, ever so young,
trying to work out.
How to make a hanging noose, I have,
I still see him everytime I look,
deep in a mirror.
I just want to ask you one thing,
one small question.
Have you ever seen a sad child, a boy
only 8 years, ever so young,
trying to work out.
How to make a hanging noose, I have,
I still see him everytime I look,
deep in a mirror.
Friday, 8 May 2009
yet another haiku
.IHateTheWeather.
Hail like sugarlumps,
splosh into filling puddles.
None in my tea thanks.
Hail like sugarlumps,
splosh into filling puddles.
None in my tea thanks.
Wednesday, 6 May 2009
Tuesday, 5 May 2009
another haiku
.ImBetterThanYou.
I'm different, look,
pay me the attention I want.
Says one of the crowd.
I'm different, look,
pay me the attention I want.
Says one of the crowd.
Monday, 4 May 2009
another daydream
Sat amongst Japanese students
watching the countryside shoot by.
Pretending I'm on a bullet train,
roaring through Japan.
watching the countryside shoot by.
Pretending I'm on a bullet train,
roaring through Japan.
some more haikus
.RainSoon.
Clouds overhead brew,
turning into greying lumps
of sucked candyfloss.
.WaitingForMyFlight.
Flight of butterfly
graceful towards a fresh start.
Shell, left dead behind.
.ForgottenConversations.
Headphone encased world,
no-one but ourselves in it.
We are all strangers.
Clouds overhead brew,
turning into greying lumps
of sucked candyfloss.
.WaitingForMyFlight.
Flight of butterfly
graceful towards a fresh start.
Shell, left dead behind.
.ForgottenConversations.
Headphone encased world,
no-one but ourselves in it.
We are all strangers.
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fabric softened sheets
Again I havent found
the right words to tell you,
standing here uncomfortably dressed
breaking in, creaking shiney shoes
want to hide in the background
my home.
Shirt, tie and rose in my hand
this abuot myseld i detest
I love you there is no excuse.
Like my fabric softened sheets
cuddle up within you
that comforting effect repeats.
Nothing more than a riddle
why your still here with me
that cute heart shaped freckle
adds to this great big feeling of win.
The reduction sticker bin at tesco
is where i belong buried deep within.
Yogi bear scavaging
I'd be your devoted boo boo
and follow you all over yellowstone
bed down, hibernate through winter
just to see another new spring
with you.
Doc leaf to my stinging nettle
I prickle all until im alone
Im yours, hook line and sinker.
Like my fabric softened sheets
cuddle up within you
that comforting effect repeats.
Nothing more than a riddle
why your still here with me
that cute heart shaped freckle
adds to this great big feeling of win.
The reduction sticker bin at tesco
is where i belong buried deep within.
Every mountain conquered
how to prove your true value,
build a castle for you my lady queen
defend this palace to my very end
your taste is one savoured
by me.
Like cheese and jam sandwiches
esquistate taste my caffine.
you are myself, my bestfriend.
the right words to tell you,
standing here uncomfortably dressed
breaking in, creaking shiney shoes
want to hide in the background
my home.
Shirt, tie and rose in my hand
this abuot myseld i detest
I love you there is no excuse.
Like my fabric softened sheets
cuddle up within you
that comforting effect repeats.
Nothing more than a riddle
why your still here with me
that cute heart shaped freckle
adds to this great big feeling of win.
The reduction sticker bin at tesco
is where i belong buried deep within.
Yogi bear scavaging
I'd be your devoted boo boo
and follow you all over yellowstone
bed down, hibernate through winter
just to see another new spring
with you.
Doc leaf to my stinging nettle
I prickle all until im alone
Im yours, hook line and sinker.
Like my fabric softened sheets
cuddle up within you
that comforting effect repeats.
Nothing more than a riddle
why your still here with me
that cute heart shaped freckle
adds to this great big feeling of win.
The reduction sticker bin at tesco
is where i belong buried deep within.
Every mountain conquered
how to prove your true value,
build a castle for you my lady queen
defend this palace to my very end
your taste is one savoured
by me.
Like cheese and jam sandwiches
esquistate taste my caffine.
you are myself, my bestfriend.
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