I bought myself flowers I sometimes do No one else seems to think that I may feel joy to receive them. Two pounds and ninety-nine pence brings joy in spades. Now my supermarket bouquet relaxes in a clear, glass vase I observe it’s stalks, toned legs bathing in crystal waters The green fronds of leavesContinue reading “Flowers”
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Entitled
I fucked up, but somehow, without much effort, I truly believe that I can make it ALL YOUR FAULT Because you should have broadcast on the radio or sent an airplane with one of those banners trailing, sending instructions across the sky and maybe then I might not have forgot what it was that IContinue reading “Entitled”
Out of fashion
In, yarn over, out, repeat Single, double, decrease invisible Did I really get that old? Is my life so stale and miserable? I don’t dress like a grandma I don’t think that’s permissable Absorbed by this twee pastime one that others may think risible I make things Of no import That give pleasure Made –Continue reading “Out of fashion”
Effie
She sleeps between my legs She sits atop my lap She follows me around Sometimes we take a nap She treats me as her idol Looks at me with loving eyes She totally adores me She’s a fraction of my size She’s the greatest of companions She never answers back She goes crazy when sheContinue reading “Effie”
Fighting to remember
I am fighting to remember Spontaneous jaunts to exciting destinations Five joyful joyriders squashed into the confines of a bottle-green mini Flying along the M4 Just enough cash in our pockets to cover our share of petrol, any entrance fees plus those all important beers I am fighting to remember The liberty of waking upContinue reading “Fighting to remember”
Hot Days
It’s so hot, I think I’m melting The sun’s rays, they are pelting my skin, and almost smelting any metals that they touch The rain, it has gone missing and I find myself wishing that I could pass the hours fishing for someone, or simply kissing him full on the mouth – with tongues SoContinue reading “Hot Days”
Cake
There was a girl who wanted to have her cake and eat it At first the indulgence felt exciting She gorged on mouthful after mouthful. It still wasn’t enough but it left her feeling sickened With herself She quickly realised that the first, delectable slice would have satisfied her hunger If only she had savouredContinue reading “Cake”
When I was a girl
When I was a girl, and I talked about what I wanted to be when I grew up. I would state that I wanted to be a mechanic like my uncle I don’t know why I went off the idea but I didn’t pursue it at that time Girls didn’t become mechanics In my freetimeContinue reading “When I was a girl”
The boy who tasted of cigarettes
One afternoon, when I was thirteen I caught the attention of an older boy who tasted of rolled up cigarettes as he paraded himself around the listless playground in a shellsuit top interwoven with the sharp stench of his BO He asked if I would be his girlfriend I was curious, so agreed and me,Continue reading “The boy who tasted of cigarettes”
Look at me
I’m hyponotised I’m mesmerised can’t draw my eyes away. A magnetism, unsurpassed. Pulling me closer and closer to the cold water’s edge. So close, I could slip and fall in eternally contented to die in the well of my own charms. For I am the daughter of Narcissus With such talent and prowess Can’t youContinue reading “Look at me”
Poetry for Dullards 