Tonight I’m too Tired
When sleep takes its toll
And I’m feeling rather older
Than usual today
Or should I say today.
I feel like my bones are
Feeling the strain
It’s not really pain
But just a dull heated
Bake, a low canceling
Ache, throbbing in the everlasting
Times of beer, lager
And lemon and limes,
Easy going, ever ready,
Battery social times.
I’m staring to stay awake
Bowling over all
The frozen shakes
And driving my jelly lakes
In a belly of pizza,
Oh Lisa, oh golly gosh,
Sit down naked
Nude and bare bodied,
Bottom shape, eyes they gape
I adore complexion coloured.
Bed is now available,
No time for mind inevitable,
Time to sleep away fatigue
As I have put
To many questions
to a simple tired
Body, and too many tasks
I asked of ,
A simple tired mind.
Wednesday, 6 March 2013
New Job
New Job in the Morning AND WORK
New job on the morn
After a long gratuitous yawn
Shower, teeth, wash aswell
Scrub, tea, brek, tea, news
Emails, more, more tea and thoughts
Glance at the view, thoughts, tea
News, sit, flick, pick up the keys.
New job on the morn
After a long gratuitous yawn
Shower, teeth, wash aswell
Scrub, tea, brek, tea, news
Emails, more, more tea and thoughts
Glance at the view, thoughts, tea
News, sit, flick, pick up the keys.
Let it be mkII
We here for a death that’s no ones fault
Memories of holidays and toys
Inside a cold and empty vault
Except the father and his boys
Everyone is cold and not at home
Except them, their, there alone
Troubled waters flowing yesterday
Your poem spoke of ordered time and shame
No its not, really not ok
Incomprehensible thoughts of blame
Selfish feelings here are hard to tame
They tell us who we are and why we came
Why did you leave without telling us just ‘why?’
You didn’t wish to stay no more let time go by
There is no meaning to the consolation prize
If your not around how can you see us cry.
Memories of holidays and toys
Inside a cold and empty vault
Except the father and his boys
Everyone is cold and not at home
Except them, their, there alone
Troubled waters flowing yesterday
Your poem spoke of ordered time and shame
No its not, really not ok
Incomprehensible thoughts of blame
Selfish feelings here are hard to tame
They tell us who we are and why we came
Why did you leave without telling us just ‘why?’
You didn’t wish to stay no more let time go by
There is no meaning to the consolation prize
If your not around how can you see us cry.
Life Changing
Life Changing
Gave up smoking, This stopped most Of the drinking too, Thought that life Would change, Thought I wouldn't Feel so blue. There are perceptible Changes and things That differ now I have begun to remember stuff, Smells and feelings But more rows, Thus the atmosphere And light... Perfumes smelling Bright, lights to Past concessions, Taste of food & Short confessions a Personal lingering youth And pain of broken tooth Hot shame and strange stains Belief, spaceman, astronaut Intelligent rational thought, I was a star, thought I'd have a car, Bigger house Certainly not... Living hand to mouth I gave up smoking. |
18th Reality
18th Reality
Well 18 at last Tom, Tom
What are you going to do
Drink, shout and be merry
Then dance the whole night through
I think though rather, if you will
It may go a bit like this….
A few pints you may spill
And you’ll get very pissed
Swaying, rocking in the bar
With your trousers at your feet
We hope you show some self-control
When your strippers on her knees
It’s all down hill from here my son
Now you’ve become a man
Legal drinks and voting slips
And drive a plumbers van.
We hope you have a lovely day
Happy Birthday to you
Tomorrow we know you will pay
When howling at the loo.
Well 18 at last Tom, Tom
What are you going to do
Drink, shout and be merry
Then dance the whole night through
I think though rather, if you will
It may go a bit like this….
A few pints you may spill
And you’ll get very pissed
Swaying, rocking in the bar
With your trousers at your feet
We hope you show some self-control
When your strippers on her knees
It’s all down hill from here my son
Now you’ve become a man
Legal drinks and voting slips
And drive a plumbers van.
We hope you have a lovely day
Happy Birthday to you
Tomorrow we know you will pay
When howling at the loo.
Retrospective and Sentimental
Retrospective and Sentimental
I followed for a while and let my head retain, some of the good things, things I cant explain,
It became so easy, let the love remain, I had a story to unfold.
I listened to the people who had helped me out, but they didn’t really want to admit,
They got me out of holes I couldn’t climb, I still couldn’t really see it.
I felt so little and I felt so small I have to admit I couldn’t feel at all,
Numb form my toes to the top of my head, you should have seen me then I felt so dead.
Felt like a child but I felt so old nicely informed that I should keep it cold
‘Hey weve all had this flu, its been going round, have some soup, it wont keep you bound.’
Nobody admit…nobody said…you been a naughty little boy, you’ll ruin your head,
In not so many words I think that Id been told, Id have to grow up, Id have to get old.
Did I ever listen, did I fuck, its only them’ll get old with luck, there Isn’t any point in
Asking where or why, just look at all your lives.
I followed for a while and let my head retain, some of the good things, things I cant explain,
It became so easy, let the love remain, I had a story to unfold.
I listened to the people who had helped me out, but they didn’t really want to admit,
They got me out of holes I couldn’t climb, I still couldn’t really see it.
I felt so little and I felt so small I have to admit I couldn’t feel at all,
Numb form my toes to the top of my head, you should have seen me then I felt so dead.
Felt like a child but I felt so old nicely informed that I should keep it cold
‘Hey weve all had this flu, its been going round, have some soup, it wont keep you bound.’
Nobody admit…nobody said…you been a naughty little boy, you’ll ruin your head,
In not so many words I think that Id been told, Id have to grow up, Id have to get old.
Did I ever listen, did I fuck, its only them’ll get old with luck, there Isn’t any point in
Asking where or why, just look at all your lives.
Talking About
Well what are we talking about
Just want to scream and shout
Your only a wish away
So I’m coming to you today
You take me forever now
Forever the world goes round
Its all gonna go my way
Your only a day away
Yeah were both kind of falling in
A frightening loving spin
Were racing together with
All of our lives to live
Well that’s all that I want to say
Its all that I wanted to do
Was just to say that I love you
I love you…
Just want to scream and shout
Your only a wish away
So I’m coming to you today
You take me forever now
Forever the world goes round
Its all gonna go my way
Your only a day away
Yeah were both kind of falling in
A frightening loving spin
Were racing together with
All of our lives to live
Well that’s all that I want to say
Its all that I wanted to do
Was just to say that I love you
I love you…
Be my Valentine
Be my Valentine
Be my Valentine so,
You can see I'm not lying,
You know if you follow my line
Then be my red rosy red heart
because roses will follow the darts
from a Cupids strong bow,
my loves so strong so you know
when you see my heart aches,
you can soothe me with cakes
and love from your kitchen,
please feed me my smitten
your my fluffy little kitten,
my love and my eyes,
through a life with surprises
then please be my valentine
and my wife throughout time.
zebideejones (C, 2005)
Be my Valentine so,
You can see I'm not lying,
You know if you follow my line
Then be my red rosy red heart
because roses will follow the darts
from a Cupids strong bow,
my loves so strong so you know
when you see my heart aches,
you can soothe me with cakes
and love from your kitchen,
please feed me my smitten
your my fluffy little kitten,
my love and my eyes,
through a life with surprises
then please be my valentine
and my wife throughout time.
zebideejones (C, 2005)
London Restoration
London Restoration
Blue scaffold tarpaulin Hides you angular face Held up by steel poles Forming protective case Long boards defining Walkways of distinction To aid your workers Traverse via a world Of modern depiction. |
Olde English Garden
Olde English Garden
Olde English and greensects hot right on muggy beer garden.
A stream billow through bridge flow over the water.
Posh England I love you , when I am not poor. I can drink in your gardens no worries afore...
Olde English and greensects hot right on muggy beer garden.
A stream billow through bridge flow over the water.
Posh England I love you , when I am not poor. I can drink in your gardens no worries afore...
It was you
It was you, it was you, it was you
Its all because I used to go to the playground on my own
It’s all because I used to go all the way to the field then
without once thinking about home.
And then when I saw my friends I would not like to talk
about all the things that were in my head because
I always thought that I was the only one, just the only one
who used to live and was not dead.
We always stared at the sky and the clouds
and then we would stare all-night at the stars.
You could run down to a stream
and watch the river beginning,
The sparkling cool water and the clearness
of the water rippling.
What was it that made me want to throw it all away
and become interested in cars, throw it all away
and stop watching the stars.
I spose we all grow up and find out one day, one week, one year,
that there are more interesting things to do
But what more could be interesting than watching the day
Then attempt to glue plastic aeroplanes together and then try to fly them too!
Who was it that said, that I should move away, beyond my country haven,
from the woods the streams, the animals in the fields, the plastic and the glue
only to buy a house with you.
It was you, it was you, it was you.
Its all because I used to go to the playground on my own
It’s all because I used to go all the way to the field then
without once thinking about home.
And then when I saw my friends I would not like to talk
about all the things that were in my head because
I always thought that I was the only one, just the only one
who used to live and was not dead.
We always stared at the sky and the clouds
and then we would stare all-night at the stars.
You could run down to a stream
and watch the river beginning,
The sparkling cool water and the clearness
of the water rippling.
What was it that made me want to throw it all away
and become interested in cars, throw it all away
and stop watching the stars.
I spose we all grow up and find out one day, one week, one year,
that there are more interesting things to do
But what more could be interesting than watching the day
Then attempt to glue plastic aeroplanes together and then try to fly them too!
Who was it that said, that I should move away, beyond my country haven,
from the woods the streams, the animals in the fields, the plastic and the glue
only to buy a house with you.
It was you, it was you, it was you.
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