Submissions by dartford (Paul S...)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
writing poetry doesn't make me a poet, who hasn't written poetry at some time or other...
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2013 11:45pm
22nd Jun 2013 11:45pm
EARLY MORNING WOMAN
I always admired the way you looked tired
at 7am...
the ones who look smart at the start
of a day,
I never liked them.
your hair was a mess & I loved your creased dress
with it's uneven hem...
the cracks on your face had a beautiful grace
which softened the place
at 7am.
at 7am...
the ones who look smart at the start
of a day,
I never liked them.
your hair was a mess & I loved your creased dress
with it's uneven hem...
the cracks on your face had a beautiful grace
which softened the place
at 7am.
623 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2013 11:12pm
22nd Jun 2013 11:12pm
on her second day out of the hospital...
scabby pigeons limp
five floors below
her balcony
woolwich dockyard sinks
beneath their weight
platforms creak
ahead, another
block of flats
grey as clouds
"take me back
to the ward"
she asks
"take me back"
five floors below
her balcony
woolwich dockyard sinks
beneath their weight
platforms creak
ahead, another
block of flats
grey as clouds
"take me back
to the ward"
she asks
"take me back"
668 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2013 00:17am
22nd Jun 2013 00:17am
SMOKER BROKEN HEARTED
he was
choked
choked
716 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Jun 2013 11:42pm
21st Jun 2013 11:42pm
SMOKER IN LOVE
he lit up
at the sight
of her
at the sight
of her
717 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Jun 2013 11:32pm
20th Jun 2013 11:32pm
THERE PROBABLY ARE
You wish there were really elves
And faeries and enchanted woods
And magical things in the mist
Somewhere beyond the high street
But you know that there aren't,
Don't you - no of course you don't
You don't know any such thing -
Except that there probably are.
And faeries and enchanted woods
And magical things in the mist
Somewhere beyond the high street
But you know that there aren't,
Don't you - no of course you don't
You don't know any such thing -
Except that there probably are.
709 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Jun 2013 10:37pm
20th Jun 2013 10:37pm
"Pigeon Post"
Why don't the people in this city like us?
It isn't us, they just don't like pigeons in general.
They say we crap everywhere.
Isn't that an urban myth?
Actually, no. We do crap everywhere.
Isn't that natural? Where do they do it, then?
I don't know; I'm not sure people do crap. I tend
to think that they regurgitate, like owls, only instead
of bringing up pellets they deposit their stuff in
paper bags or plastic containers, which they vomit
onto the pavement.
That's pretty clever.
It's the clever bigots that...
It isn't us, they just don't like pigeons in general.
They say we crap everywhere.
Isn't that an urban myth?
Actually, no. We do crap everywhere.
Isn't that natural? Where do they do it, then?
I don't know; I'm not sure people do crap. I tend
to think that they regurgitate, like owls, only instead
of bringing up pellets they deposit their stuff in
paper bags or plastic containers, which they vomit
onto the pavement.
That's pretty clever.
It's the clever bigots that...
757 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Jun 2013 11:29pm
19th Jun 2013 11:29pm
Leaf
i'm a leaf, but it's autumn -
and I've fallen
people say, how pretty you look
in your brown and your gold
but I'm old -
and I'm dying...
and I've fallen
people say, how pretty you look
in your brown and your gold
but I'm old -
and I'm dying...
964 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Jun 2013 10:48pm
19th Jun 2013 10:48pm
I'm a mess
today, I went into work
determined to be myself
before I knew it, of course,
there I was, playing the fool
I watched myself doing it,
felt myself out of control
determined to be myself
before I knew it, of course,
there I was, playing the fool
I watched myself doing it,
felt myself out of control
786 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Jun 2013 11:10pm
18th Jun 2013 11:10pm
"It's Now In The Hands Of The Police"
Pink & wet
The foreskin
Rolled back
Me naked,
They clothed
In blue
Picked up
Searched for what
Drugs
I can't
Imagine
I'd keep there
The foreskin
Rolled back
Me naked,
They clothed
In blue
Picked up
Searched for what
Drugs
I can't
Imagine
I'd keep there
768 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Jun 2013 10:37pm
18th Jun 2013 10:37pm
BATH ABBEY
light
is the lilt
of a flute
at dusk
in a quiet
square
is the lilt
of a flute
at dusk
in a quiet
square
932 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Jun 2013 10:58pm
17th Jun 2013 10:58pm
"Exhibiting Bizarre Behaviour"
I looked out
There were flowers
I stepped out
In my nightdress
It was dark
But yellow flowers
Showed in the darkness
I only meant
To pick them
I didn't mean
To worry you,
Nurse
There were flowers
I stepped out
In my nightdress
It was dark
But yellow flowers
Showed in the darkness
I only meant
To pick them
I didn't mean
To worry you,
Nurse
733 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Jun 2013 10:38pm
17th Jun 2013 10:38pm
Scat (a logical) Poem
if I could belong
to another
species
I'd be a plant
or a tree
or anything
that didn't
pass faeces
or pee
to another
species
I'd be a plant
or a tree
or anything
that didn't
pass faeces
or pee
841 reads
1 Comment
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