Autobiography

The Wall

Brick , by loving brick I have built my all-sacrificing wall Blood , sweat and tears expended through the years to piece together a life. Patiently I have toiled; Silently , diligently,

Man flu with strange side effects. (Version 1).

It all started quite well this week, and by this week I mean starting on Sunday, which is officially the first day of the week.

Broken Trust,

Heart felt moments. Passions declined. Stolen feelings, Left behind, Blissful hearts, kindle flames,

July fourth

Unforgettable days, Magical nights, Feeling guided, by the light, Numbers, in counting, wide wild, rides.

Marley The Great White

Crazy heart’s lonely time‘s, once you were mine. Ships beneath the port, longing for the sea‘s. Lonely heart’s, sale the ocean’s breeze, High tide’s,

utter tosh!

what a day!

Close

Just down that alley-way everything changes. Across those paving stones a new word for 'shadow'
Cherry

Harry Houdini

INSPIRATION POINT 13.11.09 - (This time for real)
Cherry

Saved by the Bell

Current I.P. "Keys that enchanted, perplexed, excited...

Is the Answer Really an Umbrella?

Some women even look good in the rain I am not one of those women. Some women glide through the miserable weather Untouchably chic under patterned umbrellas I am not one of those women.

MUSIC

A poem

Sensuous Kisses

Senseless’ rudeness Back dated forgiveness Closeness nights

Undying Collection

I’ve exposed under coving souls Midnight’s madness undying Hearts relinquish

OUR LADDIE

I wrote this in Primary School - it was my first poem.

I know that this sounds absurd?

Just a few thoughts on the mysteries of life, is there/will there be anything more when we die. I hope so don't you?

The Unremarkable Woman

Suddenly, at Baker Street I think it was, she reached into her handbag...

Album - SlightDelay

If you want something done well - you gotta do it yourself.

Me I'm Depressed

It seems like everyone's always okay (or begging on the corner, half-dead) you know: I'm a hustler rolling around in a porsche or happy old rock'n roll tunes: "so happy together"

I’ve got a foghorn angel

I’ve got a foghorn angel Who sounds everything out? On this voyage across the sea This Black Diamond sky With me, tonight Oh and she’s got a cupid crossbow

hangover

Clichéd waste on a spattered battered street And my head is bulbed bruised and spun Clumsy unreal fun it was. Killing sun is climbing into eye sockets like sprayed acid

when innocence is undone its not really momentous

I’ll burn in teenage revelry I’ll live nostalgic in a park I’ll drink cider and be uncouth Prompt the middle aged to comment On the state of the youth. I’ll scare myself at 17

seeing earth

When the wild called me from bridled brittle reverie With a lace cry that seeped into my ears I stumbled in returning To where I came from.

The Writer

"Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

The Leviathan of Glam

The Leviathan of Glam

From the Public Library

This ought to be the place for me, I think: see the stacks of ancient history, brilliant poetry, modernistic magazines It used to be but I cannot stand it now: I could not tell you why

Freefalling

Being dumped can leave you in a head-spin.
Cherry

I

My remembrance day poem. Edited!!
Cherry

The Fields or "For God's Sake Get a Life Woman"

The morning did not disappoint. Quiet of humans. Gentle birdsong. Only the occasional passing car from the big road. I crossed the sports pitch into the woods and on into the field behind.

< normal spring day >

I stop for a donut. Two, to be truthful. Well, to be closer to the truth.

Like a Gypsy in Rome

"When in Rome," ya know? That's sort of how I lived my life; it wasn't all choice not always many choices There were cities and sky-scrapers, small towns and farms, books and computers
Cherry

Gnome Truths

Current I.P. Cast your mind back, if you can, to nineteen-fifty-five...

Love Hurts or "The Night I Decided Never to Fall in Love Again"

My face against the cheap linoleum floor, I had the thought: without him, there is nothing. I have nothing.
Cherry

The Old Man or "How a Soft Drink Made Me Cry"

Suddenly I was filled with a surge of longing to fall in love. To meet my soul mate. To become...unalone.

Child, listen

Child, listen to me and I’ll give you the one piece of advice you’ll ever need I wrote down the story of your life years ago Before I ever knew your name
Cherry

Are you my punishment?

Are you my punishment? Nice to meet you I don't mind the pain in my arms But I'm trying to cut down So would you mind just tearing at my heartstrings instead?
Cherry

Stealing

A nostalgic snippet from my misspent youth

LIKE A MOON TO HER VENUS

I can't really tell you about Courtney, not the whole story: somehow it wouldn't do yet neither would saying nothing She was a pretty Jewish girl who loved clothes, make-up, and jewelry

The Leopard Skin Coat

If you see something you like just go and buy it, quick before the fashions change. these leopard skin coats are all the rage! and cheap shops bit of bling!your feel a Queen!

Lincoln 1972

I was checking out a site about the 1972 Lincoln Festival and sent them this.

I will not wear a Poppy

I will not wear a Poppy I will not wear a poppy For Remembrance Day The self righteous will be up in arms In their own ignorant way I’ll try not to remember What the poppy represents

Mental Illness

I both like and hate to hear the words: Mental Illness How could I ever explain what those two words mean to me? I can talk about psychiatric units in the U.S.A.

Fags

Let me hold your fag for you So I can watch it burn I’ll turn the flames of cancer Flick the ash into an urn Government is taxing it But health scares scream the more

Hitchhiking

The heat bakes the ground dry. Jaundiced rubble clumping into clods Brittle as eggshells as we stamp melodies To tense melancholy After hours of speeding traffic and no sympathy.

ESCAPING SCENES.

Resurgent memories of a disturbing nature.

Coming Off

… can be really hard

Wrong Kind of People

Wrong Kind of People I should accept that sometimes in life You can meet the wrong kind of people It’s like a visit to an unknown church Where you cannot see the steeple

Guilty pleasure

Being married to a Muslim has distinct advantages for me one of which is that my husband does not drink alcohol and we do not keep any in the house.
Cherry

The Passing of Aunt Maud

(Current I.P.) The biggest bonus of being old, one doesn’t lose sleep over niceties.

A Tear

Half eaten Inside I stare at my emptiness and loneliness fills my very core; I ache Relentlessly I take My place in life My breath , My only saviour Lost I drown in my sense of loss
Cherry

A Head Full of Bluebells

Remember the awkward attraction in a college corridor? It wasn't like the movies.
Cherry

My life as a zombie.

Not much you can say really.

A FEW HIGHKU

Popped synth poppies in restroom at dance; I was odd man out, often am Got home and chopped wood, carried water; also fed the water buffalo A friend came by with
Cherry

Meeting at Alpha Centauri

This is the first story of the Solarian Defense Directorate series. The Gallant battle group will save humanity from an alien invasion because they already did.

Advanced In Years

One average day, that's all it took.

Spider on a Fly

Spider on a fly Catch me lame Pray on my weakness You can slow me down When I’m sleepless I get carried away When I’m confused So whatever you say Will be something true