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Now to me
and maybe you
Spam is just a God given food
a lot like ham comes in a can
and I enjoy it when in the mood
but what I do not like is the internet spoon feeding me
S  P  A  M  Daily.
Just a morning rant     Love you all  P@ul.
Dear Kim
sorry, sorry baby
But I woun't be at your home tomorrow
sorry baby, but I have to let you down
Got to look for a brand new woman
when I was young to took everything I had
not sure, I have anything left to give you
but will,   I will always love you
I will always, remember as the girl down the road.
It's hard when first love comes back to find you   P@ul.
Why must I
feel like I am blue
this morning when I woke up
I was sure I was green
what has change?
colours you might say
that's not how you feel
on this a green day!
still none the wiser
my body travels on
to a green day
make it so
but
I
am
B L U E.





Sat back watching a film
and all I found
was blue
people like me
they said I might servive
although your blue
I am not blue
I would shout back at them
they never listen to me
listen
I
am
******* green






Just as much as I think you know
this morning woke up





Had no clour at all.






Pupets are painting there toes
who's pulling
the strings
puppets who care carry on
but my mind car'nt
pull one and poke out your eyes out.
Why do i express
in words the things
I car'nt say
maybe my words are my mind
which in the day
scambles on thinking things
all the things
I could not possibly say
I am sure my mind
will blow up one day
bit like an atomic bomb
and from that
we are not all coming back
i do not see me seeing black
it will be more a glow
the colours of
I car'nt imagin
though

no
I
Can not*
the river sets in the valley of life.
Gasping for breath
but what I can tell you
the moon tastes
like melons.
When I met you
you where all I had
I told myself
Thak you Lord
but inspit of of my self
I fell in love with you
just outside there waitting
just out the circle
it was hard to say
witch way were you looking
was it me
you did feel
hold your breath
then fall
Just outside waitting
I don't know who
Lick the inside of my leg.
True story  P@ul.
Far
was so far away today
saw it it in a dream
I was here
that was over there
so I just stood
she was a gift
but not to be
I felt off far today
man my mind was mixied
tumble dryed
well what can I say
if I close my eyes
its like I pray
I
breath in and out
Life
is just there in my eyes
why can I
not touch it.

Just another day Today
TRue Story    P@ul
People
what the ****
hold hands
and you to will be here
Come on people of this world
hold hands
feel expression
for holding hands
will release you
from where you are
feel oury feet
walk around you
but ask yourself
who am I this morning.
True    P@ul.
I have two eyes
twin toes
two legs
only one hip
and my heart is covered
by a six pack
by all the twos
got ribs
have ******* 14 of them
two sevens
two arms
two major veins in my neck
but only one head
how did that happen
but my one brain thinks
of all things
two by two at night.
P@ul.
Dear Joan,

My Mom,

Our Mom,

Our grandmother,

Our Great Grand Mom,


Dear Mom.

My mother dear when ever you hold me
all the things that hurt me are gone.


My mother.

when I needed you
you are always there
somehow when you held me
all thing bad are no longer there
like when I fell and hurt my head
on the garden gate
remember waking up
and you are there kissing all
the bad things alway from my head.


Dear Joan our mother dear,

Where have you gone
I am at a loss to know
where are you
when I need you now

Mother you must always know
we will always love you
as you did so much us.

R.I.P. With Love Joan our mother so dear to us.
True story as suggested by Beth my grand daughtter to help me with the loss of my Mom. and a very good idear.
Joan Hardwick R.I.P.  1928 - 2015.
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