Submissions by Ammonite
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have written and published quite a lot in a working lifetime. Serious technical stuff. Now let me see if my doggerel verses are of any interest...
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2024 2:26pm
2nd Aug 2024 2:26pm
Janet
I'll never hear her laugh again
Nor see that lovely smile.
I held her hand as she breathed her last.
I cried and cried and cried.
Nor see that lovely smile.
I held her hand as she breathed her last.
I cried and cried and cried.
#grief
69 reads
5 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
11th Sep 2021 3:52pm
11th Sep 2021 3:52pm
A night half remembered
#sex
447 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Aug 2021 5:54pm
17th Aug 2021 5:54pm
Stones
Would I rather be a stone?
Stones don't die, just get older.
No. It's time to die.
I don't want to be a stone.
Stones don't die, just get older.
No. It's time to die.
I don't want to be a stone.
#death
240 reads
2 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
6th Sep 2020 3:46pm
6th Sep 2020 3:46pm
My Old Man's a Jockey
My old man's a jockey, a jockey, a jockey,
A jolly fine jockey is he.
All day he rides horses, rides horses, rides horses,
At night he comes home and rides me!
Years ago when I was a youth living and working in London I occasionally heard this verse sung at a party. Can't remember any more verses, and I have been trying to find out if any more have been recorded. There seems no record of it that Google (or even Google Scholar) can find. I have searched rugby club songs, hen party songs, and other rude collections in vain.
I feel that this verse deserves to...
A jolly fine jockey is he.
All day he rides horses, rides horses, rides horses,
At night he comes home and rides me!
Years ago when I was a youth living and working in London I occasionally heard this verse sung at a party. Can't remember any more verses, and I have been trying to find out if any more have been recorded. There seems no record of it that Google (or even Google Scholar) can find. I have searched rugby club songs, hen party songs, and other rude collections in vain.
I feel that this verse deserves to...
#MyInspiration
360 reads
0 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
17th Aug 2020 4:28pm
17th Aug 2020 4:28pm
A Lady's Muff
Ladies, be proud of your pubic hair
Be it dark or be it fair
Be it ginger or be it grey
Please don't shave your bush away!
Be it dark or be it fair
Be it ginger or be it grey
Please don't shave your bush away!
#women
509 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Apr 2020 4:31pm
1st Apr 2020 4:31pm
A pond in springtime
One quiet croak from garden pond,
Spring must be on the way.
Soon more pale throats are swelling too
And calling lustily away.
The pond soon fills with many males,
Each trying harder than the rest
To croak the loudest of them all:
"Come, my love, I am the best".
Slowly, females are aroused.
From under logs and stones they peer.
Plump older ones with thousand eggs
And virgins who were tads last year.
A crawl, a hop, a final plop
Into seething pool she flies.
Thrashing legs as frantic males
Jostle to...
Spring must be on the way.
Soon more pale throats are swelling too
And calling lustily away.
The pond soon fills with many males,
Each trying harder than the rest
To croak the loudest of them all:
"Come, my love, I am the best".
Slowly, females are aroused.
From under logs and stones they peer.
Plump older ones with thousand eggs
And virgins who were tads last year.
A crawl, a hop, a final plop
Into seething pool she flies.
Thrashing legs as frantic males
Jostle to...
#hope
#sex
#animals
357 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Jan 2020 3:29pm
30th Jan 2020 3:29pm
Light thoughts
A single photon speeding
From a distant dying star
Is captured by the mirror
Of mighty Palomar.
Alone it tells us little
But with trillions more combined
It helps us see our heavens
In mankind's kind of mind.
In the spectrum of my life
Through grey prisms of the night
Dark hues of guilt and grief
And bright colours of delight.
Each a spectrum of our own.
Which Fraunhofer line of fate
Condemns someone to foolishness
While another 's hailed as Great?
From a distant dying star
Is captured by the mirror
Of mighty Palomar.
Alone it tells us little
But with trillions more combined
It helps us see our heavens
In mankind's kind of mind.
In the spectrum of my life
Through grey prisms of the night
Dark hues of guilt and grief
And bright colours of delight.
Each a spectrum of our own.
Which Fraunhofer line of fate
Condemns someone to foolishness
While another 's hailed as Great?
#science
#fate
#astronomy
345 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Jan 2020 7:08pm
16th Jan 2020 7:08pm
A sad journey
#disappointment
#dirty
384 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
19th Dec 2019 4:15pm
19th Dec 2019 4:15pm
Dread
I fear each day, but don't know why.
Just want to hide away in bed
And sleep my troubling thoughts away.
What is it that I daily dread?
I have no pain or injury
Yet must endure constant fears
Of sorrow, trouble, unknown threats
That lurk and sometimes end in tears.
My darling wife (her life now Hell)
Tries to comfort my trembling mind
With cheerful talk of happier times.
I don't deserve a friend so kind.
Just want to hide away in bed
And sleep my troubling thoughts away.
What is it that I daily dread?
I have no pain or injury
Yet must endure constant fears
Of sorrow, trouble, unknown threats
That lurk and sometimes end in tears.
My darling wife (her life now Hell)
Tries to comfort my trembling mind
With cheerful talk of happier times.
I don't deserve a friend so kind.
#sadness
#anxiety
#dark
396 reads
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Aug 2019 3:12pm
25th Aug 2019 3:12pm
Flashers
A rough bunch of blokes got their kicks
By showing young women their dicks.
When they tried it at Newnham
The girls really slew them,
Shouting: 'You've all got very small pricks'
By showing young women their dicks.
When they tried it at Newnham
The girls really slew them,
Shouting: 'You've all got very small pricks'
#limerick
#funny
#shame
431 reads
12 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Jul 2019 4:07pm
24th Jul 2019 4:07pm
Fan
Oh lovely fan
Blowing cooling air,
Swinging around
From here to there.
Blowing cooling air,
Swinging around
From here to there.
#summer
490 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
18th Jul 2019 3:43pm
18th Jul 2019 3:43pm
De Morte Bombus
On summer's sun-warmed stones
That pave the yard behind our home
Old bumblebee had paused to rest.
It lay there still in evening's chill
No longer moving - we thought it dead,
Then one black leg it feebly moved.
Greek honey with warm water thinned
And laid a drop beside its head.
Down came the feeding tube to drink;
It sucked and sucked and drank some more.
So into shelter the bee we took
And left more nectar to give it strength.
We thought by morning it would have flown
But sadly found it lying dead.
We...
That pave the yard behind our home
Old bumblebee had paused to rest.
It lay there still in evening's chill
No longer moving - we thought it dead,
Then one black leg it feebly moved.
Greek honey with warm water thinned
And laid a drop beside its head.
Down came the feeding tube to drink;
It sucked and sucked and drank some more.
So into shelter the bee we took
And left more nectar to give it strength.
We thought by morning it would have flown
But sadly found it lying dead.
We...
#kindness
#death
#animals #nature
#animals #nature
394 reads
0 Comments
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