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Thomas clark Feb 2016
Thank you for the honour
Of being part of your site
For giving me an audience
For the poetry that i write
For giving me a stage
To exhibit my poem
A soapbox to perform from
A home away from home
A place to show the sides of me
The many faces that I wear
The inner me that no one sees
So thanks for being there
And to the six that follow me
My sincerest thanks to you
And keep up your good writings
Cos I love your poetry too
So thank you hello poetry
From the bottom of my heart
It's really a great pleasure
For me to take part


THANK YOU
Thomas clark Feb 2016
I read your comments
I do agree
That you are you
And I am me

I don't tell fibs
My poems are true
I fell off a roof before
Have you ever fell too

Roofing is a dangerous job
As are some other jobs too
And I,d just got two words 4 the spellcheck
Thank you

I,m not as bright as others
As you already know by a mile
So I really got to ask you
What is a pluviophile??
Thomas clark Feb 2016
She looked quite elegant
As her fingers danced across the key
She surfed the Internet like a beach boy
Was she trying to get free
She looked up foreign holidays
And used google earth a lot
Lost in world of cyber dreams
Not happy with her lot
Yet as I sat there watching her
Like so many nights before
I loved her still after twenty years
Yet she always searched for more
So I sat there lovingly staring
While she got lost in her cyber dream
Thinking to myself how beautiful she looked
By the light of her computer screen
So I thought if you can,t beat them join them
and I moved into the spare bed
I bought myself a laptop
And began to surf the web
I added her on facebook
Under a false name
I knew the things she wanted
So I began to play the game
I told her things she longed for
I tried to set her free
But deep down all I wanted
Was for her to fall for me
I wanted back the dream
From twenty years ago
The only way to get it
Was to be someone she did,nt know
So to win back my wife
To share her cyber dream
I sit in the spare room
By the faded light of my computer screen
Thomas clark Feb 2016
I risk my life
5 days a week
Up on your roof
To fix your leak
Triple ladder
On your plastic gutter
Up I climb
I must be a ******
Run up your roof
Point your ridge tiles
Bucket in hand
It kills my piles
Replace your slates
Off my cat ladder
Who,d be a roofer
We must be madder
Sit on your chimney
Like a bird
And don,t recieve
A grateful word
All they ever
Say to me
Is how long is
My guarantee
I risk my life
To keep you dry
When rain and snow
Fall from the sky
So next time when your in your bed
And you feel a drip on your head
Don't call a roofer
Call a plumber instead
Thomas clark Feb 2016
To every1 who knew her
She was simply little pat
But to all of us who loved her
She was so much more than that

She was our sunshine
On every rainy day
She had an enigmatic smile
That brightened the darkest day

Of all the stars in the universe
The brightest in a midnight sky
We're dark in comparison
To the twinkle in pats eye

Of all the wonders of the world
The greatest one of all
Is how god gave a heart so big
To somebody so small

To know pat was to love her
And so many people did
Pat could Be a grown up
Or even be a kid

I,ll never forget
She came to ours one night
And pat and all the kids
Had a silly loom band fight

They flicked them back and forth
One hit Her in the eye
She shouted ow you ******
I laughed enough to cry

We will never forget her
As long as we live
She lives on inside of us
What a gift to give

So rest in peace in heaven pat
Ride your scooter on gods golden cloud
For you,ll always be our little pat
You really done us proud
Thomas clark Feb 2016
I had a dream to see a king called elvis
Up on stage so supreme
But alas I am a British fan
But us British can,t half dream

So welcome to my dreamworld
To my private elvis show
And since this is my dream
I,ll sit in the front row

With a crash of a drum
And the sound of a horn
From the side of the stage
Elvis was born

As the spotlight shone
On sequins so bright
My eyes were absorbing
Everything in sight

Then he curled his lip
Graced the mike with his hand
Elvis the magician
His music is his wand

From see see rider
To blue suede shoes
Then I got a woman
To a mess of blues

From love me tender
To heartbreak hotel
Then he sang witchcraft
We were under his spell

He took a little boy
On stage from the crowd
Sang teddy bear to him
The boy looked so proud

He sang suspicious minds
And the wonder of you
Then elvis left the building
And we all felt moody blue
Thomas clark Feb 2016
Pour me a big glass of whiskey
Open a big can of beer
Let the alcohol loosen my brainwaves
And let the drunk poet appear

Mi eys don't sem to be wrkn
As I,mmm lokig downnn AT&T; my yay screen
Theee drunkkk pots taking mi overr
Ifff yu kno wat I mean
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