To my mother-in-law.
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I wrote this poem about my grandaughter when she was 7 years old.
A door has opened and you passed through to a place free from pain and suffering a place of peace and joy a place with old acquaintances. We cannot follow because it is not our turn, we have to wait, but a lifetime isn’t very long. The second lifetime lasts for all eternity, enjoy yourContinue reading “A.J.”
New Kid in Town
Its all over the streets there`s a new kid in town Nitrous Oxide or hippy crack it`s making the old hippies frown “we couldn`t have had it like this is this the new high? what`s going down? Come get your dreams the devil shouts here on the shelves is the new fix cheaper than chipsContinue reading “New Kid in Town”
To my sister-in-law, Susan Mullen. God bless.
I love you on a summer’s dayoh how your blood shot eyes shine sothey melt my heart so tenderlyreminding me of piss holes in the snow. The way it flows in the windyour long brown hair, it is absurdcatching the light so tenderlyit shines just like a polished turd. On a brightly lit starry nightyourContinue reading “Love poem”
The First Shall Be Last
Once only in citiesdeprivation on streetsangels with dirty facesno shoes on their feetno warmth, no comfort, no foodwhoever they meet. Spare a thought for the wealthyhaving to see this spiltall over the streetway up to the hilthard life for a rich mana millionaires guilt. The first shall be lastthe table will turnthe hungry are fedtheContinue reading “The First Shall Be Last”
Our Ruby Wedding Anniversary
Our Ruby Wedding Anniversary Sun was shining bright on that summer’s daycruising along, wind in our hairjust you and I and an open topSo young and free, without a care. Soon came the day, those wedding bellsthat time when we declared ‘I do’the old ways were left behinda journey began to somewhere new. The followingContinue reading “Our Ruby Wedding Anniversary”
Hypocrites The country in lockdownnice day for a ridehe’s exempt from it allthe staying insideking of the castlewith nothing to hide. Heed what he ordersstay home or you’ll fearhe’ll send you a postcard“wish you were here”no matter to himhe’ll shed no tear. He needed a breakthe scenery so nicethe sun shining brightOh those poor eyesheContinue reading “Hypocrites”
A dear old friend of mine past away in 2019.