Poem Once when l was just a fresh faced guy Kissed by the summer breeze and shy I knew that something new replaced the feelings that I was a boy. There were girls but women knew although for reasons of their own how youth would fumble and review the softer calling which would hone desire and reasons... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, January 31, 2021
Thursday, January 28, 2021
Oldie Potato Pickers In the wet grass where we searched for a shilling. Shiny eyes rooting deep into the brown roots around our scuffed boots, which were soaked to the cardboard filling. The memory of receiving wages one shilling and a pound. Three boys, three days and a thousand tons of potato... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, January 24, 2021
Oldie Please excuse this little muse She has not yet been trained She has been sweeping chimneys And washing when it rained. I should have given her a scrub To get rid of the grime But she is so darned ticklish And I didn’t have much time. Of course I cannot introduce This innocent sweet child To... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, November 27, 2020
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Thursday, November 26, 2020
One week ago and then frosts came.
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Monday, November 2, 2020
Words It is hard to think of something soothing to present. To find words amongst the words one must not use. Therefore, I will simply change down a gear for this event. I have searched through your gentle poems to find some clues I round up all the nice words that know their place and station They... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, October 26, 2020
It's a fact It is a bit of a bind when one has a mind That keeps saying you do things wrong. I just wish I knew the reason I do Or have the blessing to say ‘Carry on.’ There is really no shame, one is not to blame It is deep in one’s childhood I’m sure. In the mists and the fears forgotten for years... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, October 20, 2020
Fairies Waiting to go to the Ball. The seamstress is becoming stressed Now there was this little fairy She could not tell the truth She said her chest was scary But would not show the proof. Her brassier was a buttercup tied with a bright green grass I am the one who tied it up She was, well let... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, October 17, 2020
Sweet Williams ready for sale.
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Thursday, October 15, 2020
Testing testing. I rip the softness of your aspiration Dream enfolded as you think of simple things Would that I could feel or know elation Or free this mind from all this wandering. Would it be so hard to hold you in my arms And free myself from something wanting more. Is it so hard to touch... Sign in to see full entry.