Im about to write a
Simple
scary ode,
Already people
Inane people
You’ve let me
into your home.
Im going to travel up
Your sweet loving
  spinal chord
Infect your
lonesome mind
That you can be assured.
This scary ode will infect
Your home
Please my darlings
Don’t be alone.
Hope you have a password
A good security code
Because I’m scary
Quite contrary
This sweet little ode
If your reading
I do fear to dread
All you lovely  beauties
Will  end up
brown bread.

I begged
You to stay
Even though
You played away
The love
I kept
The rug on
Which  we slept
Will always
Be there
Please comeback
And let us share.
Who am I
To ask this of you
These cold nights
I feel so blue
If you will not
Come back to I
I have no more
Tears to cry
I’m by my self
I shall rest
Sleep and wish
You all the best.

Jaws the film
has its sharks,
Blazing saddles
Lots of laughs.
Exorcist was very
Scary
King Kong
Very hairy
Green mile
Tom hanks class,
Rocky horror
Show what a farce.
It’s up there with
The best
One flew over the
Cuckoos nest.
Shaving Ryan’s privates
Classic film of war
While
Ghost busters had
my favourite score.
Memories of films
Over years fade
In my overall
Opinion
Toy Story
The best film
Ever made.

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.

Broken bluebells
Enemy lines
Poppy pastures
Nature cries
Foxes and crows
**** to survive
If this don’t happen
There young will die.
Bird of prey
Eyes something to eat
Natures menu
Death it will meet.
Animals  and poppies
Make deadly mistakes
Can warring factions
Possibly live around
The lake.
Bluebells grow
And wither away
Fox and the crow
To live another day
Bird of prey
Will wing the sun
It’s all been around
Since time begun.

Ducking for apples
In red hot fat
I am ugly
I can deal with that.
Being trolled
On face book
Social media on line
Just arseholes having
A whine.
My inner beauty
Comes from a kind heart
A lovely slice of cake
A tip top start.
Trouty lips not for me
Looks silly on a
Fatty don’t you see,
I deal with everything
Except being ignored
This is plain rude and it
Makes me abhor.

Playing golf
No holes in one
My ******* round
Was not much fun,
I hooked the ball left
I sliced the ball right
Every hole
I played
****** *****.
After ranting
And raving
I couldn’t
give a ****
I Threw my clubs
In a nice yellow skip.
Problem I got
Golf is very dear
It’s the 20th set of clubs
I brought this year
Golf breaks my heart it
Shatters my soul
If I don’t get better
Im taking up bowls.

Drifting of
I cannot sleep
500 and counting
Woolly sheep
Got up
paced about
Half a bottle
of whisky
Maybe a
good shout.
Not so good
i drunk
The bottle
Plans next day
I had
to scuttle,
Hungover and wasted
Don’t like
the light
Let’s do
it again
When i can’t sleep
Tonight.

The promenade is full today
With sunshine walkers
Enjoying the day.
Children with
beach *****
In sand
they play,
This is the
life on a
Summers day.
Fish and chips
Inside beachside cafes
Policeman in glass box
Having a laugh.
Attraction of thee
Arcades ready to
Take your money,
Fifty pence machine you
Might win a bunny.
The day ends the sun
Needs a rest
Sunshine days
Simply the best.

There was a story
If it was told
If you read it
You wouldn’t
Get old.

The words were
Horrendous  so
****** sad
If you read them
They would send
You mad.

I read this book
And it was the goat
I took a knife
And cut my throat.

There was a story
If it was told
If you read it
You wouldn’t
Get old.

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.

Lost in a movie
I am really there
Im wandering
Empty cinemas
With ***** chairs.
I am living inside a
Worn out script
Acting in horrors
Wandering in crypts.
Acting characters
Some are shady
Still wandering
Empty cinemas
To find my leading
Lady

Sky pundits
Call it the
Beautiful
Game
So why do
They cheat
It’s such a
Shame.
Players
Pretending to be
Be hurt
Cheaters don’t
Deserve to wear
The shirt.
Feathers Macgraw
Rolling Around
On the grass
Another
one shot
He’s on his ****,
Coaches and players
Are all to blame
For putting football
To ****** shame.

I met a budgie
High on a perch
I asked where
You going
What do you
Search,
I flew out the
Window now I’m
Free
So I ate the budgie
It was
Fine by me,
Freedom is dangerous
You must have rules
I think this meal
was a stupid fool.

Colours life
Darkness fear
I’ve passed away
Inside a tear.
My body
has passed
Memories
Will stay,
In a rose garden
My spirit
will play

Brain is mash
Cannot cope
Not happy
Lost all hope.
Despair creeps in
Well being crashed
Deep in ****
Body thrashed
Cancer hit
Life’s been dashed.
Im running scared
Death unprepared
Im losing the game
Crying shame
Had a good time
From my birth
No more time
On Mother Earth
Oh well

Playing bowls
On a green rink
Harder than golf
I do think.
Got to roll a wood
To a ball
called Jack
Then turn around
And then
play back.
Playing this game
Will shatter
my heart
Will hurt
my soul
Because I’m crap
At golf
And now
******* bowls.

Icicles forming in a burning flame
Up the track on a speeding train
Numbers dancing on a roulette wheel
It really doesn’t matter how I feel

You walked away its the game you play
You burn my heart every single day
Your a paper plane heading for the sun
You are in my heart you are my fun

Life not worth living without
my cotton wool bomb
So sweet and corrosive handling everything
with such aplomb
Numbers dancing on a roulette wheel
Still not thinking how I feel

Icicles still freezing inside my fire
Your Still riding over all my desires
Numbers still dancing on the roulette wheel
Never understanding how I feel

You walk away it’s the game you play
Red and black I just can't  turn back.

Love is like
A kaleidoscope
Lots of
colours
With,
Heart full
of
Hope.
Feelings are like
A telescope
The more
I see
The more
I cope.
Emotions
are like
A microscope
The bigger
The picture
With lots
of *****.( slides)

Moments in time
Never to forget
Me and my
girlfriend
When we first met
It never went amiss
Still in the
memory bank
That first kiss.

Moments in time
Walking down
The aisle
Having some fun
Then we got
Married and
became one.

Moments in time
In they flow
Caught in my mind
Never to go.
Smile on our faces
On that morn
The day our little
Boy was born.

Moments in time
Life would unfurl
She got pregnant
Again
Out popped our
Baby girl.

Moments in time
Life  got cold
I committed
A crime
I liked to share
I eloped
with the girl
With big *****,
They call the
Au pair.

Naughty I know.

Got a cat
That wears
A hat
Got a spider
Who sat
Down beside her
Got a horse
That went of course
Got a pet tuna
Who lived
In a can
Had a budgie
Who flew into
A fan
I’ve got a zoo
Don’t no what to do
Help me out with
This stupid rhyme
All the giraffes
Are stuck in time.

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.

I am a
Total freak
My mum a
Potato
My dad a
Leek
Fame and fortune
I did not seek.
I Had an
accident
Hit a
fast car
When the
ambulance
Turned up
I was
Vichyssoise

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.

Twisted days
Forgotten
How to pray
Boots are
Heavy
Walking in clay
Lost my way
Lost the day
Lost playgrounds
Lost how to pray
Searching for
Happiness
That don’t exist
I’ve drunk to
Much I feel
Quite ******.
I must find away
Find the day
Find the playgrounds
So I can pray.
These boots of mine
Shall find the time
So my existence
Can fall in line
No more bottle
To lose the day
Maybe hopeful
And learn to pray.

Look at me
Im Walter Mitty
Sometimes ugly
Sometimes pretty,
Sometimes cold
Sometimes hot
Always giving it
One last shot.
Sometimes dapper
Then slovenly dressed
Im Walter Mitty
I do not rest.
One  day
drinking Pepsi
The next day  
Coca Cola,
I can’t shift this
******
Bi Polar.
Im Walter
Second name Mitty
I have good days
But mostly ******.

Vampires and ghouls
They seemed so cool
They took me for a
Simple fool,
They made a mistake
To let me in
This is where the
Story begins,
See I was evil my
Blood was not red
I needed to feed
From the walking dead.
Vampires and ghouls
They are lovely prey
They let me in now
Can’t get away
For a simple fool
The dead do now
Cower to me
All this evil makes me
Free

Sweet little butterfly
Flirting with the flowers
Flying through the air
Between the April showers
Sweet nectar which you
Search
nature gives you plenty
A kiss from a butterfly
Will never leave you empty

Got a  big dog
Called
Blacksmith
Stands four
Foot from
The floor
Every time
I kick him
He makes
A bolt for
The door.

My my mate
Shane
Got hit by a train
He wasn’t happy
Life did not fit
In the end
He’s was
Chuffed to bits.

Noah the dog
Lost his bark,
Walking
In the rain
Other dogs
would laugh
Too see him
in such pain,
He got his voice back
This obedient chow
They laughed
Even louder
When he went meow.

Holiday to the sun
On a paper rocket
It’s going to be fun
I’m thinking a trip
To the earths moon
Away in the stars
We will do it soon
A little trip to Venus
In a yellow transit
Shaped like a *****
Years from now a
Trip down to hell
If I get out of this asylum
You can come as well
Men in white coats
With keys on a chain
Won’t let me go
They think I’m insane
I’ve hatched a plan
It’s not going well
We will have to cancel
This trip to hell
Sell the transit and buy a bus
Go to Bognor  
And kick up a fuss
Please don’t  hold out
any hope  for me
I think they threw
Away the key
Tip top smile

Moon landings
Conspiracy.
Simulation,
Manipulation
Do’s anyone agree.

12 humans
Supposedly have
Walked on the moon
Just a little tease,
Why aren’t
these humans
Massive celebrities .

Radiation on the
Moon running
Rife  to cancer only
One lost their life.

Why was it a race
To land on the moon
Ask Elvis
he lives there
With a hairy baboon.

Ball stopped rolling
Mis understood
Too many ifs
Too many could’s.
Stuck out
in the
Freezing cold
Down the
river
I’ve been
sold.
Up **** creek
Without a paddle
Been entered
for
The
donkey
derby
No sign of a saddle.
Life for me is just
Mess
I might chop me
***** of and start
wearing
A dress.

Searching through madness
The outcome will be bleak
You shall never know
What you are trying to seek.

Dazed and confused
Just one pile of mess
Entangled in hopeless despair
In a turquoise dress.

Battered and bruised
Encased in a ****
Nobody is listening
It’s all to absurd.

So here you
are standing
Totally blind,
Trying to
catch hold
Of something
you will
never find.

Sweet little potato
Bobbing in a ***
Looking delicious
Looking so hot,
Meat and two veg
Is diving in
Culinary delights
Can now begin.
Tasty hot
Cheese to grate
Total infusion
On my plate.

Strawberry lips
Ice creams
Summer days
Seaside dreams
Bikini lady
Iced teas
Sun glasses
Sweet memories
Young love
Sanded toes
Summer days
With my purple rose
Swimming in each
Others tears
T L C conquering
All our fears
Blossoming hearts
More colourful years.

Sad life when
I can’t relate
Not opening up
Closing my gate.
Boxed in
nowhere
In sight
Always dark
Never bright
Ever the
Optimistic
Pessimist
Nothing on
My
Bucket list
I got truly
Lost within
So I turned
To drugs
Took ******.
Wow I got a
******* high
Got addicted
Oops I died.

Two twins were born
One summer morn
There names are
Morphine and happiness
Morphine was good
Happiness bad
Morphine was happy
Happiness was sad
Morphine was clever
Happiness thick
Morphine was well
Happiness sick
Morphine died
Happiness cried
And faded away

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

I breathed therefore
I existed
Mostly bitter
Always twisted.
No respect
Just did kindness
No narrowness
Never blindness.
With an open mind
Always weird
This death of mine
I shall not fear.
Just a footnote
Nearly forgot
Anybody out there
Join me in me
Wooden box
Can be lonely
You know
Just a thought.

Years a go i wrote
A poem for binary
Lovers
So here i go
I’m doing a cover.

01010111
This how the
Verse begun

11010010
10011010
10010102

Old mother
Hubbard
Lived in a
Shoe.

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Poetry lovers
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Lots to
Discover.

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Crystal swans
Fly in golden skies
The rifleman takes aim
The bullet flies
Stuck in a life of perpetual ****
With crystal swans
In golden skies
Can you ask the rifleman
To shoot me between the eyes
Let’s take a moment and ask
Why oh why
Light and darkness dance
Around the golden sun
The bullet and the rifleman must
Have there fun

Years have passed
You suddenly died
It was long ago
You were my bride
Thoughts of you
Passed daily
Through my mind
Never once going blind
We Will be together again
In heaven above
Stay twinkling my star
My sweet love

R I P

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.

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.

I was once a pugilist
A boxer of note
I got beat in three rounds
Against  Mohammed Ali
He became known as the goat.
I was once a sprinter
Runner up was my spot
This spot  Was not my fault
Couldn’t catch the
Master, Mr Usain Bolt.
I was once a snooker player
Snooker cue in hand
Played Ronnie O’Sullivan
For a miserly 500 grand
Really wasn’t about the
Money I couldn’t
Give a toss
You know the outcome
I got thrashed,
I jolly
Well lost.
I played football it’s called
The beautiful game
Played for Leeds United
There’s where I got my fame.
I got paid millions,
Millions every year
Never to be a winner
Now that’s ****** queer

Marcel deauchamp
Of poetry
Fine writing is
Not my way
Wordsworth was talented
Shakespeare had his play.

Allen Poe
thee main man
Byron wrote some
Shanties
When people read my
Poetry they put
poo poo
In there *******.

Marcel deauchamp
Of poetry
I did the best I can
People read my poetry
And flushed it
Down the pan.

Marcel was an artist
With his own style
If you see his artwork
This will make you smile

Don’t look up
Be afraid
Aliens are
Coming
They will
Invade

First port
of call
London
parliament
Aliens fired in
A message
was sent
They all
came out
Through them
Black gates
To find out
They were
Best of mates.

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

There’s horror
Coming out
Of the lake
Of tears,
The hunting
Trip
Turned
Rather queer.
Found a
Cabin
Deep in the
Woods
Those creatures
From hell never
Understood.
Blood didn’t
Run through veins
The living had
to endure their
Pain.
The sun came up
Dissipated fears
They Wandered back
To the lake of tears.

Friendly people
Everywhere,
About in the cities
Without a care.
Pavement walkers
Drinking coffee beans
While
Red light girls are
Trying to be seen,
Friendly people
All different shapes
All types of genders
Going on dates,
Shops along
the bustling street
Open selling
there tasty wares
Happy  people
Eating
smiling
Everywhere.

Wide boys everywhere
These people will con
You if you’re unaware.
They will take  your money
Take your phone
Swipe the ice cream from
Your tasty cone,
They don’t drink coffee
They just  steal
from shops
Ducking and diving
Evading the cops,
There’s unhappy people
Everywhere
They roam the streets
These people do not care.