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I’m A Thousand Years Older Than You

I’m a thousand years older than you I’ve often wondered if you knew Though I don’t remember old Spain Or the Conqueror’s reign Or the Battle of Waterloo I feel like your great-great-grandmother Or your mum at the best of times And it comes a good day When I really can’t say That you feelContinueContinue reading “I’m A Thousand Years Older Than You”

A Poet’s Life

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com There is nothing like poetry to allow you to explore yourself and life, and share those things with others. Poetry allows the reader to fill in the blanks. I actually saw this happen, I wonder what you see when you read it? Kick him in the nutsBash him over theContinueContinue reading “A Poet’s Life”

The Killing Field

Photo by RDNE Stock project on Pexels.com I catch his eye across the room,He catches mine; well that’s just grand.The music’s blaring all around,Modern time; old fashioned band.He walks this way, I wait and see,I think he wants to dance with me.I ask his name. I tell him mine.He wants to dance, I will, thisContinueContinue reading “The Killing Field”

I’m No Picasso

Photo by Anna Shevchuk on Pexels.com I wish I could paint but with colour I am green skies purple roofs grey sunsets With a brush I am outside the boundaries over the edge On canvas I am blobs Wiggles Spills In oils I amslidingIn acrylic I amstickingIn water I amrunningIn pastels I amsmudgedI could notContinueContinue reading “I’m No Picasso”

A Dull, Wet, Wednesday Afternoon.

Photo by Klaus Nielsen on Pexels.com A dull wet Wednesday afternoon Not a sky in the clouds The sun a memory Or a myth Walking the streets Indifference reflected in the puddles Mud splashing onto Laundered clothes A shop throwing light across the path A warm space full of things Another world Not of theContinueContinue reading “A Dull, Wet, Wednesday Afternoon.”