Tag Archives: poetry

Nothing

April 4, 2016poems, poetry, UncategorizedCanned Laughter, Morose, Nonsense, Nothing, poetry, Teardrop, wordskmjmreed

Half-a-pence

Of nonsense

And a teardrop

Of morose

Slow drowned

With canned

Laughter

And nothing

Comes close

Daydreamer Setting555999

April 4, 2016poetry, Uncategorised, Wordschildhood, Daydreamer, Introverted, Life, poetry, Thoughts, wordskmjmreed

A drawn boy walking in a bubble

I notice that you’re a dreamer

That you continue to stand there,

With Sir Polar Bear;

Engulfed in its colossal shadow,

And I can see that you know,

That I know

That you know this too.

It seems you can be forever surrounded,

By an endless sea of molten metals

Your mysterious lands;

Crumbling,

Decomposing with rust;

Endlessly being anchored –

By your hidden flamboyance

Always to be taken –

By complex science

To a certain past

And a future lost.

Childish 80’s

March 27, 2016poetry, Wordschildhood, Humour, Life, Memories, Nostalgia, poetry, The 80's, Timekmjmreed

Dry felt-tip pens

Odd florescent socks

Tracing paper

The Muppets lunchbox

Sweetshops

Dull board games

Lots and lots of dice

Shortened holidays

Longer Sundays

Missing the bus again… twice!

Morning Telly

Pop! Go the ants

Nothing and everything

In soaking wet pants

World cup dramas

Bad wrestling fights

Unwelcome relatives

The endless summer nights

Bad haircuts

Cracked pavements

Thick scabby knees

Puddles

Beer sweets

Sherbet dib-dabs please!

Fake blood

Loading times

The gallop top 40

BUNDLE!

Less of your cheek

Naughty-naughty-naughty!

Too short in the trouser

Satchels

Gizmo top of pet names

Xmas, birthday, Xmas

Nonsense ball games

First love and embarrassment

Marbles on the drains

Saturday + Sunday = two day week!

Diving paper planes

The register

Good… morning… Mrs… Teacher!

Worms and Daddy longlegs

Scare girls but won’t eat ya!

The dreaded Chinese burn

Now wait your ruddy turn!

I could go on…

Doppelganger

March 23, 2016poetry, WordsA lack of self-awareness, Doppelganger, Double Identity, Humour, Identity Theft, Is that you?, Life, Oblivious, poetry, Surreal, The Highstreet of Every Town and Citykmjmreed

Someone out there,

Identical to you; in every possible way,

and you passed them in the street, unnoticed…

Only yesterday…

Oh well.

Rising Fall

March 14, 2016poems, poetry, WordsDaydream, Dream Sequence, Falling Lightly, Opposites, poetry, Spacewalk, Structure and Design, Surreal, The Future, The Unknown, Thoughts, Upside down and inside out, wordskmjmreed

Losing my grip now,

and so gravity ensures

my future’s prescribed.

Gently tumbling;

prolonging,

buoyant;

like a fleck of fresh dust.

How structure and design

now discards me;

to unearth odd ceilings;

calmly engage my feet;

on hovering,

flirtatious,

ground.

Buggy Races

March 13, 2016poems, poetry, WordsBuggy Races, childhood, Crap Wheels, Humour, Life, Mornings, Observation, Parenting, poetry, School Run, Time, Toddlers, wordskmjmreed

Drawing of a childs buggy

Wheels rattling

Hardened grip

Push shunt

Kerb trip

Toy fallen

Toddler crying

Comfort-comfort

Parent trying

Winning line

Neck stooped

All losers

All pooped

Laugh Now

March 3, 2016poems, poetry, WordsBad Jokes, Feeling like your forced to laugh, Heckling, I don't tell jokes, Jokes told badly, Not amused, Not funny, poetry, Unfunny Peoplekmjmreed

No jokes please! Not without first approval.

Especially long ones, they will result in your removal.

Most likely it won’t be funny or slightly amusing,

And if I should smile, point a finger to myself, accusing.

At some shit-awful joke told reliably badly,

I’ll give you the punchline of your life… gladly.

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.

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