Watching the green grass grow
Watching the river flow
Rustling leaves upon the ground
Skylark’s shrieking lovely sound
Sun is shining down on me
As I’m wandering feeling free
Trees are chundering in the breeze
My mind is relaxed feeling at ease
Wandering aimless as I do
On these days of mine
I think of you.

R I P my sweet.

Temple of doom
A locked room
A spark walking
On the edge
Of darkness
Bounded by rules
Surrounded by fools
Achieve achieve
Bad behaviours
Lies to deceive
I was a clown
A chameleon
Wanting to be found
Right and wrong
Don’t flow in my blood
Always stuck never
Understood
Childhood based on fear
My brain being a
Complex sphere
Life a circus, my big top
Never did go to thee
Education shop
When I was young
Life was not clean
See I died
When nearly thirteen.

Stark raving lunatic
Nutty ****** loon
I travelled to the
Bottom of the sea
On a big red ballon

Stark raving lunatic
Nutty ****** loon
Drove my one wheeled
Car and left it on the moon

Stark raving lunatic
Nutty ****** loon
Playing all the wrong notes
To a sweet lovely tune

Im not sure
why I write
These  creative rhymes
Maybe Im just simple
And wasting my time

I used to eat my dinner
With a rubber fork and spoon
And every so often
a day out
With my red ballon.

I still live in a room
In psychoville
Three square meals
Now 3 red pills.

Still have a room
In madnessville
Where we repeat
Repeat and time
Stands still.

Still have a room
In suicideville
Getting better
Don’t want to ****.

Visiting times in
Loonyviille
Still half past chicory
Till quarter to dill

I’ve got better
I don’t need a chair
Madness still lies
Between an apple
And a pear.

Fruit case rising
The oven burns
I am loopy Lou
Twist and turns
Running naked
In  tall grass
While men in
White suits
Can kiss my ****.
They hit my head
With a lightening
Bolt
The fishing trip
Was not my fault.
My ark has a complex
Communication flaw
Im still letting in
Demons through
The oven door

Six o’clock
Cannot sleep
Tried the idea
Of counting
Sheep,
Made a lovely
*** of tea
Then I had my
Morning ***.
Molly the cat
Purring for ham
Hold on a minute
While I open
The can.
Breakfast can
Be hit or miss
Being old I need
Another ****.
Seven o’clock
Waiting for
The light
My mind
seems stable
Might be alright.
Eight o’clock
Music going on
Love to here
Good morning
Songs.
Nine o’clock
Shoes on feet
I open the door
And meet the
Street.
Walk along cobbled
Stones of to doctors
To have a moan.
My daily routine
Not full of life
Simply drab and
Cold
By midday
Im just another
Six hours old.

The essence of life
Is being there
Ever thoughtful
Always care.
The essence of life
Is to love the stars
Be aware of who
you are.
Colours play
A vital role
The essence of life
Within our soul.

Another lonely night
Without a partner
I cry
Im troubled with love
Not understanding
Why.
Another lonely night
Without warmth
I shall lie
Im troubled with love
That’s why
I still cry.
Lonely so lonely
Every night and
Everyday
Im still crying
it seems
To be the way.

Birthday came
Birthday went
No messages
Of love
We’re ever sent.
Father was rotten
Mother a crow
Ignoring  Lilly
They would not
Watch her grow.
Lilly had a heart
Of gold
Mother father so
Awfully cold.
Lily had a white dress
Forever turning red
Wishing every day
Her parents
would be dead.
When Lilly became a mother
A father whom they adore
She suppressed those memories
So they never come ashore.

Looking for someone
Lost in time
Seems a wasted sky
Stars are falling
Tides are turning
Still I must try.

My eyes seek someone
Who fell into the abyss.
Planets are all colliding
Seas upsetting the moon
Hope edging into despair
Will I find her soon

Deep dark
depression
A hole in
which she fell
I’ll show her
a caring hand
Be lovingly
As well.

When my brain
Starts racing
In need to ****
Some Time
I take to my I pad
Start writing
****** rhymes

In the morning
So late at night
I read them to
The cat
I don’t think she
Gives a - -it
Well that’s just that.

I take a pill for my ill
It helps me feel quite
mellow
If I don’t take it
I become a weirdly
Wonky Fellow.

Time to waste
Breakfast to taste
Stylus in hand
Shall I stop writing
I don’t understand.

My birthday
Is everyday
Im such
a lucky being
Sometimes my
Brain can’t cope
With what my eyes
Are Seeing

In this doggerel rhyme
Im profiling me
Me and my cat are
Inviting you to tea

Yippee people to tea
Have a currant bun
Yippee people to tea
Oh what wonderful fun

Bye now

Thank you Liana
For taking time
To read my
Doggerel
Rhymes.
I do not know
Happiness
I do not know
Sad
Trying very hard
To understand
What’s
Good and bad.
Read your poetry
It has lots of meaning
So thank you liana
I will carry on reading.

Sweet.

Consuming the beans
Don’t hate the can
That’s what they want
Divide then profit
The label will not
Write a dirge
There’s not much we can do.

Scream.                              
Scream
Don’t go
Down
Them
Stairs
Do horror
Movies
Make you
Scared.
Scream
Scream
Please
Don’t look
It will
Consume
You
That
Horror
Book.
Dracula
Hannibal.
Frankenstein
All coming
To dinner,
Bring a bottle
Of chianti
Bring a
****** Mary
Don’t worry
About frank
He’s to - - - king
Contrary
Pop round
Meet and greet
Come to the table
Pull up a seat.
Lots of meat
Not much veg
By the end of
The evening
You might
Be dead.

There’s a cat
Wearing trilby hat
Look at that
Fancy  cat
Wearing a
Smart trilby hat.

Look at that,
A well dressed cat
A dapper suit
***** red boots
Fancy that
A well dressed cat.

Look at that cat
A lovely gait
Dark sunglasses
My best mate.

Loving you is
Such a pleasure
Heart of gold
Such a treasure.
Sweet little
snowflake
On the breeze
Loving you
Makes me
At ease.
You are my sun
My bundle of fun
Loving you a pleasure
I will give you a
Diamond ring
If you become my
Treasure.
Ruby eyes
Sapphire blue
Loving me
Loving you.

Cyanide and happiness
A perfect pair of rogues
Suits are immaculate
With a lovely pair
Of brogues.

Cyanide and happiness
Were the Bonny and Clyde
Of there day,
They robbed the rich
And gave to the poor
It was the game they play.

Cyanide and happiness
We’re not  two clever dudes
After every crime committed
They left too many clues.

Cyanide and happiness
We’re caught and duly tried
The jury found them guilty
On the gallows
they would die..

Cyanide and happiness
Known as the cranky crooks
Read about there exploits
In a my first edition books.

Have we found
The poem thief
He’s out there
Somewhere
Going nowhere
They call him
Mister chief.

Found my rhymes
On other sites
Under a good
disguise,
How did they get
There I want to
Know why.

So played a game
Went to a different
Mode
I wrote my rhymes
In binary code.
Numbers letters
All fun for me
Writing these rhymes
Disguised
As poetry.

Tempted to see
What’s in the tin
The label doesn’t
Lie
If you open up
This can
Inside will make
You cry.

Best left
Upon the
Shelf
Temptation
Is not the
Key
Find some
Other can
Please don’t
Bother me.

Label on this tin
Will surely
make you weep
I’ll Come and haunt
You in your
Beauty sleep.

Throw your opener
Far away
Edible  I am not,
Temptation will
Make you pay.
Listen thanks a lot

Sitting on your
Golden throne
Silver spoon
In mouth,
What are you
Going to do
With All that
Wealth.
It’s not for
Me to say
Could you give
It all away,
Times is running
Out for you
Sell your soul
To me
It will cost
You all your
Wealth to
Live for
Eternity

No more heartache
No more pain
No more cuddles
I’ve gone insane.

Light is on
But no one
Home
All locked
Up
All alone.

I’m a dog
Without a
Bone
Give me
A call
I have a phone.

Poetry people
In the
community
Set  up
a petition
To get
Me free

Who am I
To ask this
Of you
Are you my mummy
Nurse nurse
Where are you?

If you read
These words
You will
Die
Oops

Thank you for
Being so kind
Opening
Me up
From being
Blind.
Narrow mindedness
My Achilles heel
Blindness has left
Me this is how
I feel.
Thank you for
Your effort and time
Imagination
Wonderful
Now I'm not blind
Walking with purpose
A beat in my stride
I’ve opened up
I feel weirdly alive.

Morning has broken
It’s raining again
I’m dancing in puddles
With a glint in my eye.

Morning has broken
The sun comes out
Dries up the puddles
There’s no fun in that.

Morning has broken
The day moves on
Pavements have all
Gone dry
Love walking with world
Nobody asking why.

Morning has broken
Day fades into night
No more puddles
Till the morning light
Everything linked like
The ball and chain
When I wake up
It I’ll be raining again.

Two blind mice
Lost there mate
Heartbroken
It was not great.
Humpty Dumpty
Got concussion
Fell on his head
Now speaks
Fluent Russian.
Old mother Hubbard
Was well to do
She lived in a mansion
Not in a shoe.
Jack and Jill
Ran up the hill
I think not
Jack had no legs
Jill was a *******.
Duke of York
Had ten thousand men
Had *** with them all
And tried again.
Mary had a little lamb
Doctors were dumb struck
Little Bo Peep lost her
Sheep
She didn’t have much luck.

Had a little think
Let’s turn the
World a shade
Of pink.
Start of simple
Dogs and cats
Paint the elephants
Then the rats.
Political
Parties
To wear
Pink suits.
Policemen
Would look
Nice in
Pretty
Pink boots.
Houses of Parliament
Pretty in pink
Can we get going
What do you think?
Pink up your house
Pink up the street
Pink up the prime minister
Who pinched your heat.
Pink up the world
There’s lots to do
If we run out of pink
We start painting blue.

The ******
Waits upon
The hill
Biding his
Time to
Make the ****
Oh so boring
Then the thrill.
Take the shot
Oh what skill
When it’s time
To make the
**** breathe
Then fire.

Bullet travels
Makes no sound
Split seconds
Target found,
Body
extinguished
Hits the ground.
When you feel your
Bones do crackle then
You’ve been targeted
By the jackal.

Seeing the world
In a different way
The monster inside
Wants to come
Out and play.
They said I was
Nice
They paid the price
My captives dressed
In white.

I’m a little sweetie pie
Adoring Jekyll
And Hyde
Injections three times
A day
I made those **** holes
Cry.

In my wheelhouse
I had no light
In my heart
No wrong
No right
Those men in
White coats
Didn’t put up a fight.

Morning chill
Ran down their
Spines
I ate their livers
And drunk there
Blood
All my life I’ve
Been misunderstood.

Me and my cat
Have fallen out.
I am old she is
Frail I seemed
To have stood
Upon her tail.

No cuddles for me
Just a look of
Distain
I’m out on my ear
I hope it don’t rain

She will come round
In a day or two
I’ll give her treats
What can you do

Seventeen this
Dotty old cat
Will she forgive me
For doing that.

Solitary clouds
Do collide.
Sometimes
It’s risky
To take
The ride.

Solitary clouds
Combine in the
Sky,
Listen to the rain
She Will sing
Just take a risk
Let loving begin.

Solitary clouds
Create the weather
For you and I
To be together.

Solitary clouds
We our no more
Like the snow
White and pure.

When the heavens open
And we step inside
Was it beautiful
To take that ride.

Ring a ring
Of roses
We fall down,
The butcher
The baker
The candlestick
Maker
Even the
Perverted
Clown.

Have a vaccination
It’s seems to be the
Way
When really there
Is no cure
It’s out there
To boost
Their pay.

Cold Vaccinations
Pill poppers
Are they really
Death stoppers.

Noah built
A big ark
For animals
Two by two
Forty days
Forty nights
It did stink
Full of *****.
Was it a
Storm without
A name
Or was it down
To climate
Change.
Weather changed
Conspiracies rife
We have to change
Our way of life
There be no food
Inside ones dish
If the weather
Don’t change
We will evolve
To fish.

Icicles dancing
In my fire
Lost one’s zest
Lost all desire
I’ll cry no
More.

Heartbeat
Without
No love
All the stars
Have gone
Above
I’ll cry
No more.

My eyes
Became lies
Not seeing
Right
Days shone
But saw no
Light
I’ll cry no more.

My bed is cold
No one to hold
Down the river
Im getting old
I’ll cry no more.

I’m thinking
As I walk
To the pearly gates
I’ll cry no more.

Loneliness is
Happiness
In a
Peculiar
Way.
There is no
Right there is
No wrong,
Everyday
A different
Song.
Boring sometimes
I do agree,
I’ve always
Been lonely
That’s just for me.
Hey ** I got
A cat
That’s right
A matter of
Fact I’ve got
A cat.hey **.

It’s me and
My pen
My pen is my
Friend
It kicks up
A stink when
It loses its ink
Other than that
She’s fine.
Time to time
She writes
A good rhyme
Sometimes good
Sometimes bad
Might be happy
Maybe sad.
My pen
My friend
Will not review
For all you writers
Out there i

Thank you

Empathy and apathy
Of which I
I don’t possess
I could not love you
This I shall
Confess.
I still have a sunshine
Mind
Very thoughtful
Not unkind.

Could you love
A person like me
No apathy
No empathy
I have a smile
I will
Make you laugh
Would you dance?
With this narcissistic
Psychopath .

Sometimes I fly
Like a hawk
On the wing
I like to hear
The bluebells sing
Sometimes
I laugh
Sometimes
I cry but
Most of all
I want to die.

I’m a raspberry ripple
My sky is never blue
A twisted  bitter *******
What am I to do.

Sometimes I dream
Of a better place
So I can get out
Of the human race
Find me some bluebells
In which I can lie
And pass away and finally
Die.

My sweet lady
Pretty in pink a
Heartless
Monster
What do you
Think.
My sweet lady
Pretty in red a
Heartless
Monster
Who should
Be dead.
My sweet lady
Pretty in yellow
A transvestite
A queerish fellow.
My sweet lady
Pretty in blue
Never lost
Now that’s not true.
Heartless monster
Oh to shallow
There I stand upon
The gallows
Oops

They said they
Would come for
Me
They never did
My family
Lost in time
I’m insane
That’s why my
Family
Never came.
I’m in a home
The windows
Have bars
If I escaped
I couldn’t
Get far
They said they
Would come for
Me when
Will I be free
From my family

Two birds on a perch
Can you smell fish
Says one.
Two fish in a tank
How do you steer
This thing
It’s  
Just a bit of fun.
Two cannibals
Eating a clown
Does yours
Taste funny
I here you say

Sailed seven seas
To say three little
Words
Climbed mount
Everest not to absurd
Swam the oceans
To be at your side
To say
Three little words
Before you die.
Surfed the
planets
Walked in acid rain
So I can say these
Words again

Die you hag

Daddy smacked me
Snow flake I
For being naughty
It made me cry

When I was thirteen
I learnt to fight
I hit my daddy
Did it make it right

A violent slap
A punch to the
Head
In woke society
Everything’s
Dead.

You cannot live
You fear a mistake
Scared to take
A piece of the
Cake

It’s all becoming
A lovely farce
I did learn early
To wipe my ****.

No religion
No flags
Just humans
In body bags
Nakedness
Give it a shout
Can’t fight a war
With your tackle
Hanging out.
Russian Ukrainian
Arab or Jew
Give it a try
What more
Can you do.
The Germans had
There Stalingrad
The French there
Waterloo
No religion
No flags
It’s all to glaringly
True.
Religion away of life
A flag means you belong
Uniforms are for
The followers
That’s where it all go’s
Wrong.

Does a cat
Know it’s a cat.
Does a dog
Know it’s a dog.
Everything
Is danger
Or is it
Just game.
Human
The animal
Gives everything
A name.

Laughing hyena
Long necked
Giraffe
Naming all these
Animals must
Have been a laugh

Zebra and the crocodile
Don’t know each other
By name
Am I going to
be a winner
You will be
My edible
Dinner

I refuse
To be defused
I am a nuclear
Bomb.
I will do
My duty
Sabre rattle
I shall do it
With aplomb.
If I explode
Tears I cry
Knowing
Everyone will die.
Really want to
Be a friend
Do you see
Please
Don’t make me
An enemy.
I have this thing
For the human kind
So if you don’t
bother  me
we all
Should be fine.

Sweet

Your heart
Is mine
My heart
Is yours.

Hearts entwine
Become one
We can make
Loving oh
Such fun.

Lips on lips
Skin on skin
Two hearts
Beating
Tingle within.

Loving you
On a bed of roses
Scented from
heaven above
It’s a scene
From the movies
Two people falling
In love.

Love on
The rocks
My whiskey
Friend
Drowning
My sorrow
Till the end.

My little
Spirit
My bundle
Of fun
Love on
The rocks
With a bottle
Of ***

Our days
We’re numbered
Falling apart
Love on the
Rocks
No fresh start.

We parted ways
Our spirit ran dry
Tears of gin
Had made us cry

Love on the rocks
Lost in time
Cheers my friend
I’ll have a bottle of wine.

Light went out
wonderful
Friend
A bundle
Of fun
She was my
Mum.

Centre of the
Family tree a
Lovely woman
To my sister
And me.

Light went out
Memories will stay
She installed in us
To live everyday.

She took her
Memories
To her grave.

All this rain
I’m going
To buy a gnu.
Shall I buy a
Saddle or maybe
A paddle
I will leave it
Up to you.

Dik dik
And eft
The newt
Don’t like
This ******
Weather
So they brought
A canoe or was it
A gnu

I’m lost
Mummy where
Are you?

Elvis Presley
Janis Joplin
Buddy holly
All dead
Now residing
In my shed

Glen Campbell
Johnny cash
Kenny Roger’s
All dead
Now residing
In my shed

Tina turner
Malcolm young
Ginger baker
All dead
Now residing
In my shed

Not a quiet moment
To be had
With all these people
Never sad
I forgot to tell
I to is dead
That is why
I reside
inside
my shed.

Alice cooper
Neil diamond
Eric Clapton
Not quite dead
That’s why there
Not residing
In my shed.