In the well of thoughts
The wordsmith dips his
cup
In search of inspiration
And drinks deep the
draught
But when the spark is
struck
The muse was present
At the moment of
conception
Thursday, 9 June 2022
IN THE WELL OF THOUGHTS
WHERE IS THE KISS
Where is the kiss?
I have craved
A kiss on ruby lips
Of brazen red
Where are those lips?
I have desired
Lips like soft petals
Slight parted
Where is that mouth?
That bears the lips
That holds the kiss
That I desire
Is it kissing another?
LET ME DINE ON IMMORAL-FLESH
Let me dine on immoral flesh
So readily on display
Let me sup on the
promiscuous
Who will let me have
my way
Let me exorcise my
desires
On the willing assets
of the age
Let me use them and
abuse them
While they brazenly
assuage
Let me choose from the
buffet
One who will eagerly
delight
It takes very little
effort
If you do the thing
right
Just start at Wetherspoons
On almost any given night
Wednesday, 8 June 2022
21st CENTURY NURSERY RHYMES # 133
I love little pussy,
Now don’t get excited
It’s not that kind of
rhyme
That I want to be
recited
ARE YOU WEARING SOMETHING?
Are you wearing something?
As you glide
gracefully down the aisle
Having knowledge of
you as I do
Wearing no underwear
is more your style
MY COUSIN IS A CHAV
My cousin is a Chav
And at the age of
twenty seven
Is known to the family
As Granny Helen
I SPOKE THE WORDS
I spoke the words
Though they came hard
But I could see each
syllable
Cut her like a blade
Each word was a stab
at her heart
The final sentence the
coup de grace
A pregnant pause
followed
She looked stunned
Bemused by my speech
Then the tears came
But I had no words of
comfort
It hurt me to know
That I had hurt her
But I couldn’t live another
minute
In a loveless void
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