As I've grown older
I
don't question
Myself
anymore
I’ve
learned to accept
Things
about me,
My own
shortcomings,
I’ve
forgiven myself
I don’t
second guess
Or criticize
I even like
myself
Like a
friend
As I've grown older
I
don't question
Myself
anymore
I’ve
learned to accept
Things
about me,
My own
shortcomings,
I’ve
forgiven myself
I don’t
second guess
Or criticize
I even like
myself
Like a
friend
Little Nancy Etticote,
In a white petticoat,
And long knickers;
She said
she’d show him
For a bite
of his Snickers
Are you wearing a mudpack?
I’m sorry I
don’t mean to scoff
I’m sure it
makes you more attractive
Right up
until you take it off
Put downs work the best
For deflecting unwanted attention
But try to be amusing
As this relieves the tension
If he starts spinning you a line
Just say
when he is driving you mental
"Any
connection between your reality
And mine is
purely coincidental”
Sun God Apollo
Greek God
of light
God of
prophesy
Poetry,
music and healing
Son of Zeus
and Leto
Twin
brother of Artemis
The needles lie half submerged
Bleached
skeletal vertebrae
Of a long
dead sunken beast
That once
basked in Alum bay
When I get up in the morning gloom
I head
straight for the bathroom
Although as
I emerge from my coma
Straight is
perhaps a misnomer
As I begin
in a dwarf like state
Like a
prehistoric primate
Becoming
upright when I can
So, I look
like the evolution of man