As I was walking down a street
A ******* I did meet
A simple man he got upset
He told me he was a flibbertigibbet.
Talking away most of the day
Bumfuzzled he became,
Dagnabit I don’t need this dinglebob
So I sent him on his way
Everything went cattywampus
The day went a bit agathokakological
Now writing this *******
Im starting to feel
Floccinaucinihilipilificational

Floccinaucinihilipilification
It’s  a long word spreading
Cruelly throughout our nation.
Prices high, feeling cold
So much hate,  Im getting old
I  will now confess
It’s gone all a mess
I got this feeling of
Worth full ness.

Trying to be
A silk purse
In a blood
stained dress
Nasty person
Your life’s
A mess.
I need you
We must asunder
You are my lightening
Im not your thunder.
I need you
I won’t deceive
Cant live a life
Of make believe.
Silk purse thing won’t
Wash with me.
So I must  
go home
alive and
Unhappy.

Sun field pastures
Turquoise skies
Watching people
Walking  by
Fallowed land
Beauty of stone
As I travel Im
never Alone
Rainbows dancing
In the breeze
Rain and the sun
Are such at ease.
I walk my country
Head held high
I will walk this walk
Till the day I die.

Cryptic crossword compiler
Suddenly died.
Police
the autopsy people
Never knew why.
The crossword  compiler
Was a clever dude
Left the police lots
Off clues
Autopsy could not
shed no light
Detectives they to
not so bright.
Suicide no no no
Poison just a
step to low.
So do you want to
Know how he met his maker
Answer will be in
tomorrows paper.
If your reading this
And at a loss
Visit the cemetery
He’s buried there
Three down and two across.

It was on the morn
A child was born
Coveted with love,
An angel came down
And took your hand
In a shape of a pure
white dove.

While sitting on
A white washed wall
Longtime I would sit
A squirrel came up
To me and asked me
For a cup of tea.
Hello mr squirrel
You seem very nice
I have no tea but
I have coffee
Would that be suffice.
We conversed the
Squirrel and I
Talked about anything
Time just flew by.
Mister squirrel
please don’t
Leave
I like you very much
Im out of here said
The squirrel
I can  see your really
nuts.

Blood runs cold
Down blooded steel
No time to reflect
On how you feel.
Soldier oh soldier
Stalwart and true
The lives you take
Become apart of you.
Corrupting thoughts
Haunting your mind
Taking your eyes
Where the sun
Don’t shine
Barbed wire soul
Acid shot eyes
Aftermath of war
Mother cries.
Blood runs cold down
Blooded steel
Ask for help
Before god we kneel.

My dad made an ark
He made it out of wood
All this rain we’re having
He did the best he could.
Me family were astounded
Creatures came from there
So utterly dumbfounded
The came in ****** pairs.
Dad made a place
For all animals on the ark
We had no lighting so they
Had to **** in the dark.
One animal kingdom
Lost to the sea
All that poo was getting
To me.
40 days  
40 nights the waters started
To recede with a sigh of relief
All the animals were pleased.
When all the animals left
Two by two
That left me family and a couple
Of crew
That night we ate and we did pray
Guess what happened
It rained next day.

Loneliness is a broken heart
Tears will fall from heaven
Love is like a happiness trap
Stuck between *** and seven
Loneliness is a place of dread
Tears from footsteps
Which you have tread.
Loneliness when blue eyes cry
A broken heart
inside you die.

Hello all you poetry people
Shout your words from
The highest steeple
Keep it coming
For us to read
It’s a pleasure
Yes indeed
Hello poetry
A platform
For words
The good
The bad
The ridiculously
Absurd.
Why do we do it
Yes indeed
It gives us
People something
To read.
Thanks.

Sleeping cornfields
Waiting for the sun
Fawns are grazing
Morning has begun.
Dew upon the
Meadow green
Waking pastures
So serene.
Wind is whistling
Through the trees
Birds upon the breeze
Fox and hares do there
Morning dance
It’s such a pleasure to see.
Pathway walkers
Bring in the morn
To catch a glimpse
Of the baby fawn
Slice of cake and a cup
Of tea
Breeze is in my face
Countryside mornings
Can you think
Of  a better place.

Mother
Father
Passed
Away
Orphan boy
Alone today
Oh so cold
Minus two
Enlighten
Me on what
To do.

Motherless child
Will reap no harvest
The saddest thing
On earth
A motherless child
Will reap no harvest
Life is
about giving
Birth.

Sweetness comes
In a candy bar
Im not sweet
You won’t get far,
Im
Chasing a silk purse
In a razor blade suit
She killed my family
Stole all my loot,
I Am after revenge
I have a plan
It will take place
Im going to put
A bullet right
in her face,
Revenge is mine
Don’t you see
Im on my own
No family
She is cunning
Like the ***** fox
When I'm  finished
It’s the wooden box.

Lies and hate
Flow through
Your gate
You are cursed
Embedded with lust
Between me and you
There is no trust
Everyday it
Carries pain
Why do I have
To play your game.
The poison that runs
Inside your veins
Still like drinking
Toxic rain,
Im still dancing
To your tune
Can you come home
I’ll see you soon

Love you

In the ancient mariner
Who killed floss.
Flossy was the albatross.
What happened to Fred
The wheelbarrow of red
Did he end up like flossy
****** well dead.
What happened to my shadow
Whom jumped into my bed
I don’t know what happened
To it
I shall fear to tread.
What happened to the jabberwocky
Once a fearsome beast
Must have gone with a happy thought
Kept warm by Jason’s fleece
What happened to that lonely cloud
In the skies for the fallen
Turned into fire and ice
Next to the tree of poison.

Imagination is
Running rife,
In and out
Dark then light
Runaway train
Beaten track
Imagination rife
No turning back.
All the stations
Have gone amiss
Pond is flooding
But got no fish.
Imagination is
Running rife
Along came a spider
With a pint of cider
Still on the beaten track
Im of to the asylum
Im not coming back.
Imagination has been sedated
By these nurses whom I hated
Imagination not running rife
Three red pills have dulled my life.
Imagination lost the quay
Boat has sunk,
I am not free.

Albatross and the polar bear
Wearing pyjamas
They didn’t care.
The owl and the ***** cat
Pair of gay lovers
Never no problem
They loved each other
Hyenas and the red neck
Giraffe
Best of pals created some
Laughs.
Pride of lions drinking
At the dog and duck
Cleaner was miffed
Had to clean up the muck.
Peter the
Panda  playing darts
With his pal the gnu
Threw three darts
Hit one hundred
and eighty two.
Human and the human
No need to fight
See all these animals
Get on alright

White and pure
Like a flake of snow
Im liking you
So I’ll give
It a go
Will play some games
Walk the paths
Have ups and downs
Create some laughs.
Drink some drinks
Go out and dine
Getting to know you
Im feeling fine.
Weeks and months
They flew by
We made each other
Laugh
And sometimes cry
Then one day
Under the stars above
Holding hands
We fell in love.

To you
Im the
Walking dead
Your sulking
Was it
Something
I said
Cold shoulder
Freezing me out
Confide in me
Create no doubt,
If I’ve wronged
I do apologise
Nobodies accused
Me of being wise
In my soul
I have bled
Stop making
Me feel like
Im the walking
Dead.

Who am I ?
a player
In your game
Will I be just an
Encounter
Never knowing
My name
A night of passion
A night of wine
Silky touch
Loving hands
Im I to be
A one night stand.
Hope so
It feels so right
Only problem
I got to tell
The wife

Your touch
Sends shivers
Down my spine
You are my lover
Sweet taste of wine.

You are the cherry
On the perfect cake
I love you
There’s no
Mistake

I have no lies
Only truths
Always open
Never aloof

Lips on lips
Skin on skin
Warmth of a touch
Warms me within.

Both
Being deaf
Both
Being blind
Having touch
That’s just fine

Imagination,
Our hearts
Entwine
Together
We make up
Our own
Sunshine.

Our skies
Are dark
We don’t
Have much
We get our
Loving
Simply through
Touch

Sweet.

Watching the world
Go by
Watching humans
Laugh and cry
I reside in a wonderful
Park
I go to sleep when
It’s dark
In the morning
The sun comes up
I warming to  blue
Skies
All these lovely
People just
Wandering
Passing by.
In inclement weather
I get truly drenched
Some people warm to me
See Im just an old park
Bench.

My mind is a wash
With many a thought
Bad and good
But can’t be caught
Thoughts sometimes
Like a runaway train
Chemicals bouncing
Around in my brain.
Everything inert
Everything inane
Im trying to play
A thoughtful game
But when your on
That runaway train
Play the game
Or go frigging
Insane.
Catch a falling thought
And put in your pocket
Never let it fade away
Stick ******* in a
Electric socket
And you will pass away.
Just a thought.

I love you
You love me
Let’s go on
A killing spree
Rob some banks
Nick there money
Shoot up the feds
When the days
Are sunny.
Life upon the
Open road
Committing
Outrageous crimes
Getting lots of write ups
Inside the New York Times.
We robbed a bank in Tulsa
Killed a judge in upper state
People adored us
They thought we were great.
Feds they chased us
Back and forward
Over county lines
We were still making
Headlines in the New York Times.
Banks were robbed people killed
Then one day our fate was sealed
In a massive shoot out with the feds
Me and Bonnie ended up quite dead.

Heaven is a wonderful
Place
A sanctuary for the
Human race.
Heaven is our
Mother Earth
Where female
Animals all give
Birth.
Hell is not a jolly
Place
A haven of death
For the human race.
Hell is on our mother
Earth
Where our children
Live and die of
Hurt…..
Heaven and hell
Is a place on earth
Where death exists
And mothers give
Birth

Six numbers
Lottery
Won lots
Of money
Not happy
Depressed.

Free drinks
For life
Adoring wife
Not happy
Depressed

Won a Ferrari
Christmas draw
Money rolling in
More more more
Not happy
Depressed.

Everything I  
Ever wanted
Anything I
Can digest
So why is it
Im always
Unhappy
So ****** depressed.

A friend of mine
Came from a far
To show of his
New jaguar
Red in colour
Nice black trim
Flashy steering wheel
Leather within,
Michelin tyres
Gold plated wheels
A sound system you
Could hear over the hill
Cylinder engines they
Did purr
Seats of leather
Covered with fur.
Man that car
Cut a dash
Cost him 200 k
Lots of cash

A friend of mine
High on crack
Drove this beauty
Like a maniac,
He could not see
His speedy demise
Jaguar burning
Hear its cries.
In this wreckage
The jaguar died
For my friend
nobody cried.

Time of year
Santa suit
Funny looking
Hat
Big red boots
Knock at the door
Carol singers sing
Children getting excited
What will Santa bring
Star shines bright
On Christmas tree,
Presents for you
Presents for me.

Time of year
Santa suit
Little elves
He did recruit.
Reindeers ,
big Huge sleigh,
All the young dudes
Are Looking forward
To Christmas Day.

Tradition of Christmas
A nice big roast
For all the departed we
Raise a glass to toast.

Pigs in blankets
Turkey basted
Lovely dinner
Nothing wasted.
Santa moaning
About his gout
Thing I don’t do
At Christmas is
A Brussel sprout

Christmas Day
Is Ebbing away
Cake has been
Eaten  while
children play
Christmas Day
Coming to a close
Im getting my head
Down
for a good
doze.

Go to sleep
Molly the cat
Are you still
Dreaming of
Catching that rat.
All curled up in
Black and white
Ball
In this winter
What a good call.
On my bed fast
asleep,
On my fleece
Looking so at peace
Toes tucked in
A nice soft purr
Molly my cat
A big ball of fur.

Setting sail
Upon the sea
Two young
Lovers
You and me

Ancient mariner
Poetry entwined,
Upon the sea
We’re  sailing blind.
I think now
I must digress
We were
Totally involved
In happiness.

Bride and groom
We ebbed and flowed
Wallowed in love
Passion and fire
Acting out our
Carnal desires.

End of the voyage
Everyone drank
What a laugh
The happy boat sank.
The ancient  mariner
Was at a lost
He sank the ship
Instead of killing
Thee albatross.

Swimmer swam
The English
Channel
With out
No legs or arms
Finished the swim
They gave out a cheer
For the one and only
Mister big ears.

Astronaut Jimmy
Made a whacking
Big ballon
Setting of next
Saturday to go
To the moon
Astro physics
He has not learnt
Not taken into count
He might get burnt.

Sally brown
What a clown
Ran stark naked
Through the town
All the folks gave
A gasp
When she
Slipped upon
her ****.

Elon musk
He’s the man
Carries his
Wallet
In a van.
Donald trump
What a bloke
America will
Go up in smoke.
Vladimir Putin
With his war
Machine
Sabre rattling
What dos it
All mean
Kier Starmer
No political nouse
Not sure what he’s
Doing in parliament
House.
Assad what have you done
Runaway to Russia
To live under
a communist sun.
Joe Biden  leaving
His house of white
Red necks moving in
Will turn into a fight.
Oh dear.

Am I
Sweet
That I is.
Am I who
I am I is.
Is I am
Who I am
May be not.
Do you do
What it is
Dos it do
What it dos.
No.

Are you still wearing
Coloured odd socks.
Weird odd thought
I can’t find mine.
Are you Still sitting
in that Wonky old chair
Weird odd thought
Leg fell of mine.
Are you still residing
In that home for the insane
Weird odd thought
Im coming home again.
Are you still looking
Through the window of
Despair
Im coming home
Odd socks, we share.

Cheese grater to use
On your harden skin
Your padlocked up
Please let me in.
I went with a
Playlist
With a different
Song
I do admit it was
Oh so wrong.
I know you to
sometimes
Play away
Turning my
Blue skies
To tinted grey.
So what’s your problem
Wear a different shirt
All we’ve done
is cause
A lot of hurt.

Old and doddery
Losing the plot
Try and give it
One last shot
Im going to chance
Ask this lady to dance
See what happens
A bit of romance.

He’s living the
Capitalist dream
So much money
It’s awfully obscene
All that money
All that wealth
It can’t be good
For any bodies
Health.
He’s living the
Poverty scream
Just enough money
Stay warm and clean
Not much money
Not much wealth
This seems better
For your health
I am old
Sometimes cold
Am I happy
Too right Im not.

Kissed the sun
Kissed the moon
Kissed the morning
Kissed the night
Kissing you seems
So right
You say the lyrics
In a tuneful way
Loving to be
With you
Everyday.
Sunshine mind
Oh so kind
Always thoughtful
Never blind.
Loving you
Is such a pleasure a
*** of gold
A worldly treasure.

Will you love
Me today
Will you love
Me tomorrow
Will you love
Me In happiness
Will you love
Me in sorrow.
Will you love
Me in morning
Will you love
Me at night
Will you love
Me now
It feels just
Right

Im eighty two
Have no
Memory of
You

I have a
Blank frame
A crying
Shame

A picture
Of you
Still lives
In my
Heart

Not sad to hear
Of your sudden
Demise,
I was to caught
Up in your
Web of lies.
I to fell for your
charm
I took a step back
I could see the harm
Were you a witch
A heartless *****.
You hid your evil
Very well
On your broomstick go
Straight to hell.
Lucifer is waiting
Open arms for you
My sweet lover what
Shall I do.

It’s going to be a
Blue blue Christmas
Without you to hold
They’ve nicked me
Heating allowance
It’s to ****** cold
Got the cat to keep
Me alright
I do hope Christmas
Is not ****** white.
It’s going to be a
Blue blue Christmas
With not much to eat
No ****** presents
No one to greet.
I got the cat
We we will eat
A *** of Sheba stew
Us the lonely
What can we do

Lungs are tight
I breathe in fear
Eyes are painful
No shadow to cast.
Im in my room
My temple of doom.
How long will this
Panic last.

Xenophobia
People strange
Fear of the unknown
Fear of change
Lungs go tight
Breathing shallow.
It is not right.

Anxiety will squeeze
Anxiety will freeze
No blossoming spring
No summer sun
No autumn rain
Anxiety
the fearful pain.

Oh dear what can
The matter be,
Im
Standing on suicide
Chair
Mental health
Has got the
Better of me
I think I’m beyond
Repair.
Shall I take what I can get
From this dire rhyme
Im quite sure
it’s Nearly time,
Is suicide still a
Ugly crime.
Hold on a minute
Who is this
Self righteous
Clown
Trying to converse
talk me down.
He wants me to return
To my mental hell
Dos he know that
Im not ****** well.
Nobody sheds a tear
For the mentally insane
Suicide is a get out clause
Is life just a painful game.

Santa in red
Bad boys dread
Every Christmas
He counted the dead

Dancer and prancer
Cohorts in crime
Rounded up victims
Who Santa would ****
Every Christmas
He got his thrill.

Santa the assassin
Dressed in red
Killed all the bad
People
Just as the authorities
Said

If you misbehave
In the  coming year
On Santas list you
Will appear.

If you play the game
In a different way
A visit from Santa
In his sleigh
you will not
Be seeing another
Christmas Day

Battle frighten soldier
Sweet garden rose
Rifle fire everywhere
In soil nothing grows.
Battle frighten soldier
Afternoon with tea
Shrapnel flying everywhere
Horrendous can’t you see.
Battle frighten soldier
Ice cream with blackberries
Shattered bodies everywhere
Let’s drink and all be merry.
Battle frighten soldier
Absurdity of war
Chocolate cake and daffodils
All dead upon the floor
Battle frighten soldier
Wrapped in cotton wool
Minds have been shredded
We’ve been taken all for fools
Battle frighten soldier
Singing songs of glee
There’s only death in war
Im of to hug a tree.

Let in the loons
To listen to the tunes
Let in the upper class
With there silvery spoons
Let in the buffoons
Always a game for a laugh
Let in the plebs
Let in the tarty
Now we are getting there
Ready to party
Let in the reds
Let in the blues
Let in the winners
Even those who lose.
Let in the judges
Let in the police
Let’s get this party
Started
And wish for peace.
Let in the Muslim
Let in the Jew
Let in all religions
It’s the best we can do
Let in the skinny
Let in the obese
No hidden agendas
Let’s live in peace
If we can’t party
And listen to sound
The big top will fall
And so will the clown
Party in full flow
The noise will increase
Let’s all party and be at peace.

Looking through
Some photographs
I see one of you
It was when you
We’re young
When lies we’re
Sweet and true.

Looking through
some photographs
I found one of me
Smiling into your
Blue eyes
Thoughts were
running free.

We fell in love
Had plenty of fun we
Danced naked under
The golden sun.

As we got older and
Went our separate ways
The skies got darker
A distorted shade of grey

I wish we could of had
More sky blue days
The sad part of that
You had passed away.

So these photographs
Of you smiling oh so sweet
Memories came flooding back
What a fantastic treat