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And the cost of living is rising faster than the tide, We have no control, just along for the ride, I can’t go on holiday, I can’t go away, I can’t be there, and I can’t afford to stay, Foreign interference makes life a misery, for all of y
I think I should write about NOTHING, cause today, I have NOTHING to say, and NOTHING is more than its parts, it can ease or break many hearts, NOTHING means such a lot, you either have or you have not!, And NOTHING plays such a part, NOTHING can't g
I could see the raindrops falling, and the comet in the sky, but there was a vision that enthralled from the corner of my eye, and I wondered was I dreaming and I wondered how this could be, because I have no peripheral vision, and I cant bloody s
Sitting here looking at my glasses, I've noticed they make my eyes blurry, the more I use them the less I can see, I wonder, how can this be? Is it my age?, or my demenour?, when my woman comes in I cant even see her! I think I should clean them, if
Phonaesthetically speaking its like 123 Like William once told us, its like A B C So write your mystical thoughts And clever words that rhyme But make sure Iambic Pentameter Doesn't go sadly out of time, again, ooops!
Did you know that George (in some reality show) lost his watch in the snow?, Did you know that Stan was not really a man?, No? . neither did I,., but SHE did,,, ..........................................................OMG OMG, where do you live?, Do
Reading about pirates, oh arrr
So the Russians are on our shore, monstrous entity too big to IGNORE, and we will float out with our toys, pretend we are bigger, lies, we are just tiny,, little one fishing trawler,, ok,,, we know you are taller, you go away,,, and Ill have nothi
Close to dawn well before the first slivers of sun you already foresaw with a shiver of glee what a wonderful day it was going to be so why do a repeat? Because towards twilight there'll be double-delight in the pro
What good are all your millions Joe, if you have to pee and you can’t go!
So, the apples didn't grow this year?,Does it matter anyway, lose the fear, you can never ever stay here, the apples will reappear, when you are gone, but,,,,,,,,,,,,, you WILL be near, because you never really disappear, and all your love wil
filling in time, Happy Easter all
Marigolds in June can thrive, its Cosmos that do survive, in April and May, who knows what to say, but certain roses bloom all year round, Chantilly Lace shows its grace, but Cinnamon Snow is the way to go. I think, well, it's swim or sink!
At twenty one and twenty five, you wonder who will be alive, at forty one and forty five, you just don't know who will thrive, at fifty one and sixty one, you wonder why you're not gone!
The art of communication has changed, rearranged, instead of "I said", its now, "I was like" instead of " I said back" it's "I turned around and said", so they are constantly turning around (for no reason) being like something (for no reason) and T
life within the walls
Everyday I go down and read to the pigeons. We have an agreement. I read to them and I take one home for dinner. Pigeon 1: “look it’s that tuned loony who thinks we understand English!” Pigeon 2: “I thought he was talking to himself?” Pigeon
Santa's equivalent
Why?, Why? does there need to be an answer to existence, Why not exist? No one knows, where we go, where this all goes, if we could only stop looking, we may enjoy being here! Lets all just drink Tennessee whiskey and then go to bed!
It concerns our poet"s corner-The way I see some poets on our Poet"s corner .. I tried to write with humor and a little bit of irony))) sometimes it's just getting very funny ..
Fictional Lenny from the Colonial Office
She gets by with saying I'm sorry While I get stuck with a broken heart Women get away with a lot of things And it happens right from the start She's had a really good life While I'm still waiting on the lottery She made somebody else a reall
Have you ever been to Orange in the middle of Winter ? All you need is some warm clothes & a Toddy. The locals don't seem to mind the Winter but the travellers certainly feel it. It certainly was an eye opener for this visitor and I have never forgotten the warm hospitality....Maymyo.
Running through the characters for fun
Brighten your day
The marvel of the Ancient Greeks.... The term pi, was not used by Pythagoras, at the time...(hence the inverted commas)....But it amounts to the SAME thing!....(The ratio of a circle's circumference/diameter), and he DID wonder rather a lot about that!
I talk to the old codger But he's an old dodger As sly as a wisp of smoke In due proportions Not gross distortions I now beseech You old bloke To present the question (That's just a suggestion) In format that's not from Mars Or have y
An original lcbr poem, (from the blogs)......
Original lcbr poem (edited slightly)....from the blogs....(A bit of shameless self-promotion!)
I HATE when people tell me money does not grow on trees, its so annoying, I KNOW MONEY DOES NOT GROW ON TREES, I looked! But where does it grow?, not anywhere you or I know, tis in the coffers of the rich and powerful, in foolish hands, in fore
I've decided to write my bucket list......... 1. Mop bucket Thats it!
Secret intelligence from the survelliance "mast", shows life cant continue, it's growing too fast, ozone layers, emissions from cars, carbon footprints, it just can't last, The earth is heating up all too soon, the ice cap is melting, it's no
* A hill near Abergavenny (in Wales), popular with hang gliders ** An English surname....note: any resemblance, to any person (living or dead), is purely coincidental *** (Naturally this poem contains some assonance)...
I sketched this down in 12/93. This is one of three I came across.
Sometime there are a lot of "ifs" in our life)))
freedom is learning out of education time essential for knowledge.
tread carefully
Rewind n come again With the thoughts to the pen Giving thanks without end Only Love I have to send Put ma muzik n set it as a trend These harmonious melodies With their unorthodox remedies Thank you n yes please Gimme more of these M
turning expectation on its head
I’m not a poet I’m just a nice lad Who writes lots of poems when happy or sad Artistic I’m not but I’ll give it a lash My pockets are empty I’m desperate for cash Clever oh no with an IQ of nine Writing with words that seemingly rhythme Left
Just trying..
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