It seemed like a good idea at the time
I lost my mum when I was 6! I was a careless lad, For at this age I did not realise… It strikes me strange to have one… This wonderous woman we all have w…
Political correctness has gone mad… I’ll scream. And shout. And mak… I’ll plan a march from town to tow… I’ll write a poem to express my th… We’ll ask a name to design a shirt…
What is this fad collecting Exes… I am so glad we stayed friends. Oh yes he was over for the weekend… Now I know it’s nice to be nice. But banish the Ex to the fog of h…
How can I describe you in a song? Portray the beauty I see before m… Sing of your lions mane, your spar… And of the way you move me. Will you love me in the morning?
I don’t do drugs, I don’t do sex. I don’t like hugs, I don’t like pecs. I don’t do dunes or nudey beach.
I threw all my poems into the bin When I was young, I’d studied the way of the human p… By Freud and Jung. I felt they would make me feel
Do I write my poems and prose and… Cowardly! Do I publish them and say, "this… How indulgent! Do I say nothing?
How easily he cries, these days, With thoughts of you. He lies. These days,
Nobody loves you. They say that they love you. Love you. Love you. But you can’t hear!
With dragon, lay in crook twixt le… Whilst worlds around me move, And when I wake no longer shall I… No more to prove, No half baked scheme,
Twilight the blue sky fades to gre… Golden yellow sun always there, Burning my back and bleaching my h… And bleaching my hair. The sea holds an answer I feel as…
I wanted to drink it, I drank it, It’s drunk. I wanted to sink it, I sank it,
Christs day is here, You’re sitting alone. No presents or cards, The loved ones all gone, It’s the most wonderful time of th…
Oh I waited for you once in a whi… Kicking my blue sandalled toes aga… Regardless of the scuff. You were busy. I was an accessory.
I’m living in the cellar of a dead… Duncan, my usual purveyor of all t… Told me, “his wife just called and… So, I rooted round a box of ports and…