An argument may sometimes be preferred
To the violence of a stifling silent air
Or replies consisting chiefly of one word
Designed to drive the daggers of despair.

Dress Sense

I love you in silk

I love you in cotton

Don`t care what you wear

I fancy you rotten

Evil Intent

Oh my love

You have smitten me

But then you went camping in Brittany

Leaving behind this tearful clown


I hope your fucking tent falls down !

Write......right !

In the absence of a rattling good read
I may strive to entertain you with a rhyme
Though I`m unaware of what it is you need
To ensure you have a scintillating time

Now the pen is skipping lively on the page
A sincere attempt at filling up the void
Living on the brink of writer`s rage
Deciding on the means to be employed

Unfortunately, it cannot be resolved
I`m off to make a cup of tea instead
And hope the squabbling players so involved
Resist playing mental football in my head.

Willow

Outside my window
Willows weep
While night provides respite
And sleep

A land of dreams to set me free
My weeping Willow
Weeps for me

And if your heart is hurting too

I pray a Willow weeps for you.

Clean Break

A long lost earring
A forgotten scarf
A kingsize bed , with an empty half
A bathroom towel , with a lingering scent .


You could have done the washing

Before you went !

Going to Pieces

Left hand fell off this morning
Followed by one ear
Its rather disconcerting
I live in constant fear
I went to see the Doctor
He told me not to fuss
Arriving home I realised
My butt`s still on the bus
Left leg in the bathtub
Right leg in the hall
At this rate, by tomorrow
There`ll be nothing left at all.

At least I still have one good hand so I can typ.....................