Full of Stars

The sky was full of stars
But they fell, fragmenting,
To the earth, arcing,
In a shower of sparks

Hands outstretched
To catch the falling sparks
Sag, grazed and slashed,
Bleeding onto the grass

Red drops spatter the green,
Like crimson stars
Shining and glowing
The grass is full of stars.

Mrs Invisible

Mrs Invisible sits in the chair
He looks right through her
Like she isn’t there
She wants him to see her
But he’s unaware
As far as he knows
There is nobody there

Ode to Conker

Even though you're wrinkly
And a little small - and brown
I still like to pick you up
When you have fallen down

Every time you smile, I hope.
I'm such a dope

Bad poem, bad thoughts

Looked at the bulge in your trousers today
And although I did try to look away
My eyes were drawn to the profile in pants
So my concentration went completely to……cock

Dancing Through the Night

We danced away the midnight moon,
Talked the stars from the velvet sky
And with the blanket of dawn mist
Tucked beneath our weary chins,
Closed our eyes on the waking world
And slept in yesterdays’ shoes.

She walks...

She walks with tender grace
In stilettos – on his face
He WILL learn not flirt
With so many bits of skirt

Hot

It’s very hot -
That’s your lot.

Ghosts

I walk in that place again
And find her sitting on the bench
Gazing at the fat red roses
Dripping like blood from the wall
A former self, another me
With untried hope still

They land at our footsteps
In a scatter of daisies
And we walk across the past
With new wisdom and old hope
Hand in hand, side by side
We exit by the gate to…….

The Secret Self in the Sky

The heavy weight of oppressed silence
Hangs on our shoulders like lead;
The air sullen with sombre brooding
And the slow death of discontent.
Beyond the room, through the window
There is the sky, azure and endless
And for a moment I picture myself there
A floating, serene fragment of blue.