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...
fishing
are there more sea gulls or
boats floating
in the marina, he wondered
at the sheer
pointlessness of the
thought to himself
it might be nice to know
the answer
boats floating
in the marina, he wondered
at the sheer
pointlessness of the
thought to himself
it might be nice to know
the answer
#sea
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you have to laugh
even as I face my own terror
I see the humour in it
isn’t easy to walk down the street with a head
full of panic
and this pair of knees
I see the humour in it
isn’t easy to walk down the street with a head
full of panic
and this pair of knees
#disability
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on the street
bloke says, ‘sorry, pops’, as
he steps hurriedly out
of my way
and I smile to myself
as I struggle to keep my balance
I don’t recognise the description
but thanks for making my
day ..
he steps hurriedly out
of my way
and I smile to myself
as I struggle to keep my balance
I don’t recognise the description
but thanks for making my
day ..
#aging
#funny
#weakness
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60’s
when I was a child, grown ups
were men in overcoats and trilbys,
and women wore plastic macs,
and our older brothers and sisters
were all hippies,
but I dare say there’s no going back
were men in overcoats and trilbys,
and women wore plastic macs,
and our older brothers and sisters
were all hippies,
but I dare say there’s no going back
#nostalgia
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on how to pass the day
like reading my morning paper
in the café over a greasy breakfast of
bacon and eggs before I decide
(and do I really?) what I’ll do next
in the café over a greasy breakfast of
bacon and eggs before I decide
(and do I really?) what I’ll do next
#WritingPoetry
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old bloke’s daughter
old bloke,
apparently,
had a daughter. she was in the café
this morning, asking
if anyone had actually
known him
or liked
bacon and eggs he did, I said, from
his usual
table in the corner
apparently,
had a daughter. she was in the café
this morning, asking
if anyone had actually
known him
or liked
bacon and eggs he did, I said, from
his usual
table in the corner
#love
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his last night down the pub ..
the old bloke was last seen
in the kings arms
imploringly held out in front of
him there was nothing
in the kings arms
imploringly held out in front of
him there was nothing
#alcohol
#despair
#emptiness
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Big Mac
seems the old bloke in the café
didn’t die, he simply went to McDonald’s,
I don’t know why, but he was far too
embarrassed to come back ..
didn’t die, he simply went to McDonald’s,
I don’t know why, but he was far too
embarrassed to come back ..
#America
#despair
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cold and wet, but there’s the rub ..
don’t like the wind and the rain
and I scurry into the
taxi
driver says, “where are we going, mate?”
I reply, somewhere
sunny,
but no hurry, and I don’t mean to be funny,
but perhaps on the way
we could stop at a pub ..
and I scurry into the
taxi
driver says, “where are we going, mate?”
I reply, somewhere
sunny,
but no hurry, and I don’t mean to be funny,
but perhaps on the way
we could stop at a pub ..
#rain
#wind
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love
she’s always been beautiful
the way she undressed
at the end of our bed
whilst I lay there, just watching
the way she undressed
at the end of our bed
whilst I lay there, just watching
#love
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old couple in a restaurant
she tucked her legs under the table
and said what do you fancy
you of course he said but never mind that now
I’m just so bloody hungry
and said what do you fancy
you of course he said but never mind that now
I’m just so bloody hungry
#aging
#food
#love #marriage
#love #marriage
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look
always thought I’d die in bed
and if there’s another war
I won’t get up
to anything
except holding my pillow
and reading my book
and if there’s another war
I won’t get up
to anything
except holding my pillow
and reading my book
#aging
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