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Mark Bell Feb 27
A voice came in from
the deep blue sea,
From a ghostly old
Sea dog lost at sea.,
I was to carry his voice
I was to be the host,
To find his lady who
Lived once on the rugged coast.
Many cliffs I willingly climbed
With a wide smile on my face,
Till I came to a graveyard
A sweet quaint old quiet place.
There was once his widow
His wonderful beautiful bride,
I relayed his voice to her
Now alongside her
he now resides.
When I visit the seaside
And look pleasingly out to sea,
The voice of the old sea dog
Says thank you to me.
Mark Bell Feb 26
All my disciples
Are eating
L S D trifles
Fred
Harry
Bill
And
Ben
Spaced out,
Thought they were
The Diddy men.
They followed me
Down the garden path
Those L S D trifles
We’re such a laugh.
Mark Bell Feb 26
Sad
Did not swim
Did not run
Didn’t dance
Had no fun.
Never knew
My father
Neither my mum,
Nor experience
The rays of the sun.
Did not know love
Did not know like
Didn’t even get
to ride a bike,
I wasn’t for this
Revolving earth
I was a new born
Died at birth.
Mark Bell Feb 25
Riding the rhythm
Of limitless sound
Riding the highway
Countryside abound
Riding the nights
Riding the days
It’s the rhythm
For me on
My B S A.
Metronomic
Place to place
We’re living outside
The human race,
Mark Bell Feb 25
This freak of a person
Is beyond compare
It’s like dancing
With an electric chair
Has a personality
Thats rather taboo
****** scary
And well to do.
In a figure of speech
He has two heads
One very sweet
Thee other you’ll dread
Happenings around this
****** freak
Is quite exciting
never bleak.
Has many disguises
Rather vain
Is it me or me
Who is quite insane.
Mark Bell Feb 25
Needing to be heard
Sociably inept
Communication flaw
My words  have no depth,
I try to converse
You don’t hear what I say
It’s like having a script
But no where to play.
Words are like land mines
I’ll say the wrong thing
Then everything goes
Haywire and the
silence begins.
Then I think how
To put things right
I might as well have put
My head in a bucket of *****.
Then she says get your
Head out the ***** if you don’t
You won’t be having *** tonight.
Mark Bell Feb 25
My Spartan woman
Strong of heart
Very tenacious
Smile so bright
My Spartan woman
My guiding light.
Woman of power
Astute of brain,
She’s my shield
When the arrows rain.
My Spartan woman
The queen of love
Even the stars
Look in awe above,
Lots of respect
Hold high in esteem
My Spartan woman has O C D
And just wants to clean.
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