Category Archives: poetry

When the Sun Hits

March 1, 2016poems, poetry, WordsEyes, Humour, Images, Its just the sun rising, Life, Nostalgia, Opposites Attract, Perception, Perpetual Dawn, poetry, Short and sweet, Thoughts, wordskmjmreed

All thanks to a lens in your eyes,

when the sun outlines the horizon.

A sunset: no different to a sunrise,

just something to keep your eyes on.

Finding Found

February 28, 2016poetry, Uncategorised, WordsFear, Finding Something, Humour, Nerves, Nonsense, poetry, Something Vague, Strange, Stress, Thinking things over, Thoughts, Trick of the mind, wordskmjmreed

When it’s all too much or you just can’t stick it,

And your impulse is to refuse.

But what if this is a trick, can it be too late?

Now… how funny is this? Or so cruel,

How strange; repulsively-beautiful.

But right now you can’t explain; you can’t begin to try!

Because…

At least one of us is the same; you feel better now —

Finding found… Goodbye!

Best Before Date

February 28, 2016poems, poetry, Uncategorised, WordsBad Joke, Consumerism, Contemporary, Expiry Date, Food and drink, Humour, Life, Observation, poetry, Rotting, Shopping Lists, Time, Use by dateskmjmreed

Loaf of bread, best before date 1-2-16

Banana, best before date 2-2-16

Skimmed milk, best before date 3-2-16

A bottle of wine…

Barn eggs, best before date 4-2-16

Whole Chicken, best before date 5-2-16

Sugar, best before date 6-2-16

Bottle of water, best before date 7-2-15!

Dates, best before date… correction

One bad joke, use by date…

This poem’s best by date…

Everything expired… rotting freely.

Unknown

February 21, 2016poems, poetry, Uncategorised, WordsBlah Blah, Fear, How should i know!, Humour, Life, poetry, Short, Six Sense, Something, The Unknown, Thoughtskmjmreed

Do you see what I hear?

Because I can hear you looking,

And I can feel your influence upon me.

Goddamn it! Unknown…

Make yourself known!

Field Ban For Rocking Horses

February 18, 2016poems, poetry, Uncategorised, WordsBattles, Contemporary, Contractors, Horses, Housing Development on Greenbelt Land, Humour, Land, Life, Nonsense, poetry, Predjudice, Shitting, Surreal, This Really is Quite Serious Actuallykmjmreed

Only real horses with real legs allowed!

The signs, at the field, ordered, as the wind howled.

The rockers rocked slowly; utterly devastated.

Being fed a downright lie; their field was so highly rated.

In their fury they rocked hard and rammed the signs down.

The real horses while shitting; fled, galloping to town.

The field was now theirs and everything was great!

Until the towns-folk arrived with rusty saws and spiteful hate.

A long, calamitous battle commenced in which nobody won.

Then the contractors arrived…

Daphne Slowly Drying (In Her New Rain)

February 17, 2016Flash Fiction, poems, poetry, Uncategorized, WordsAdverse Weather, Dry Humour, Introverted, Loyalty, poetry, Rain Rain Rain, Standing in the rain, Surely I should be somewhere else, Why?kmjmreed

Daphne’s rain was immense and abnormal; weather so adverse that individual drops of water (the size of one of her own fists) exploded mercilessly upon contact with her petite frame; her shoulders sharp; set to be coat-hanging for a lifetime.

Then at a moment; when her dry humour was her only shelter, she decided she would stand, waiting, slowly drying in her new rain; showing loyalty even beyond her understanding.

Those Silent Times

February 15, 2016poems, poetry, WordsLife, Loud Quiet Loud, Music, Noise, poetry, Silence, Sound, The Day to Day Stuff, Thoughts, Time, You Talk Too Muchkmjmreed

Sometimes —

In a world full of sirens and

clatter,

a perfectly timed silence,

that pause in the chatter,

speak louder

than those injected sounds of

violence.

Repetition on Repeat

February 11, 2016poems, poetry, WordsHumour, Life, Music, Nonsense, On and on and on, poetry, Repetition, Short, Thoughts, Timekmjmreed

I love repetition; I can really get into it.

I love repetition; I can rarely get out of it.

Repeat…

Noisy Whisper

February 10, 2016poems, poetry, Uncategorized, WordsBlah Blah, Coincidence, Comments, Critics, Everybody has an opinion, Found Out, poetry, Thinking aloud, Whisperingkmjmreed

Those choice words; from under breath, you told.

Then, from over yonder, someone screamed, ‘who the f***?’

It was a perfectly timed coincidence, but your blood ran cold.

Days Are Numbered

February 8, 2016poems, poetry, WordsDays, Humour, Life, Nonsense, Numbers, poetry, Thoughtskmjmreed

My days are numbered

But I can’t count on it

Even though one is alone

Two’s company

Three’s the magic number

Four can be dirty

Five can be high!

Six can be nine

Seven is somehow lucky

Eight likes its own reflection

And for some nine means no

Tenfold!

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