Pattern Poems - Hello Poetry

Jan 2014

Paul Hardwick

Grey's of places I have been
in places where I have seen
but you run through my mind
now that it is lateral think
I am looking inside of my own heart
sunshine of places of what was me and you.

blink and you will miss it
how are you going feel when your woman
is with another man
traveling in the dark, can not see anything
laying here, talking to the moon
talking to what was.

Tell me please
What do you see
for my life is hurting
I have no blinding light
so I just lay in the radiation of the sun of night
Moon You Tell Me Alot!

Jan 2014

Paul Hardwick

Dreams are just bent like rainbows.

You must have seen this happen to you
dreams are bent like rainbows
I was just little old me
in mind to look after myself
and you can in my life
and told me so
before that I did that
so woman
do not ask me
what I think of you
for I will not give the answer
you want me to
and do not ask does my *** look big in this
for yes
you are woman and your *** looks big
so get a grip
you are what you are
and that is why i am, i like you,
do my **** sag " YES THEY DO "
Woman you had better ask
why do I love you!

This was a dream where it all mapped out. P A U L ***

Jan 2014

Paul Hardwick

I never huff of puff or blow any where.

Denis sat in his cave
as at this time of night
all dragon's do
I could have bitten that baby he thought
if he had not been so cute
and what warded me off
what was the truth?
and what was that glow
around his head
I just could not
and had to let him lay
in that manger there.

One for Marian Maz mazzy .              X
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Jan 2014

Paul Hardwick

Falling over with both eyes open.

Falling over with
both eyes open
woman you do not have
to tell me how
that **** hurts,
                                     and how did you know
                                     look you got your life
                                     I have mine
                                     I did not ask this of you
                                     now you talk of love

I
am
F  A  L  L  I  N  G

D

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w

N

B O T H        E Y E ’ S       O    P   E   N.

Jan 2014

Paul Hardwick

I S t i m e .

I   S               t  i  m  e  .
i n    m  y   h e a d  ?

or
in
my
heart
a
question
I
now
often
ask.

I
T  h  i  n  k
t    i   m  e
i   s
m  e.

Jan 2014

Paul Hardwick

As I drift outside my head.

As I drift outside my head
I know my mind becomes closed
TO who I AM and all enclosed
My shoulders becomes head
my mind dreams
of nothing
other than what it has been
and gone before
I see lizards
that become wizards
dam I am a sleep again.

are these
dreams yours
or mine?

Surreal 22

Jan 2014

Paul Hardwick

The day Pink met Purple.

In
a
Day
gone
by.

The son met a man
and everything after that went to hades
youth is what we do
and we do never ask
and in later life
after time itself passes by us
we come to ask.

What
am
I
missing
here.

Then Pink met Purple
and Jesus asked
what do you mean to me
a question hard to answer.

Very Surreal

Jan 2014

Paul Hardwick

My Christmas was Pure GOLD.

What a better way
to be with friends and family
to end this year.

What a FAB time to have with the one's you LOVE
special time of year
come on you can not tell me it's not fun.

To see your older brother
punch, Mad UnCle John's lights out
and come on it's always fun
to see MOM
get drunk on three glasses of sherry

and NOT ONE Crystal glass got broke
in the making of this christmas poem.

Just for fun and if I mist you Happy New Year and thank you all for last year ☺.

Nov 2013

Paul Hardwick

Found out today.

Found out today
my imagination
can fly
now I do not mean me
I have not grown wings
well not till the day I die
just my mind can fly
now I worry
it might just fly off
on it's own
to where
nobody knows

but still
found out today
I can fly
hope I never fall
for that will break bones
but it so nice up here
I
can see all the coast
Just found today.

Nov 2013

Paul Hardwick

On my own again.

The day is at it's darkest just before the dawn
but knowing that I am still on my own

Just on my own again
Even though I have tried to fill your heart
I have this morning, the sad man blues

Thinking back you gave nothing at all
unless woman, maybe a desire not to be like you

Just on my own again
Even though I have tried to fill your heart
I have this morning, the sad man blues

Woman I thought your love was true
and now my blues have there back to blue

Just on my own again
Even though I have tried to fill your heart
I have this morning, the sad man blues

And woman to see you
walk from that night club, with someone else

Just on my own again
Even though I have tried to fill your heart
I have this morning, the sad man blues

But at last woman I know
I am on my way back home this night

Ow sad SAD MAN BLUES
on my own again.

Maybe a song on it's way --- PAul

Nov 2013

Paul Hardwick

Miss so much.

I miss so much
now I am getting old
the way I was
the can do attitude
the strength that now fails me
and the spirit that can do
but on a night like this
i realize
you are never to old
to Rock'n'Roll
and baby
there is life in the old dog yet
so I have become
a younger man tonight.

So there from me, this 70's Rock and roller of old, as I hit my imaginary dance floor.
:-) Paul

Oct 2013

Paul Hardwick

Once there was.

Once there was life
the life now I know
I had never seen
But as you know
there is still time
for everything
so enjoy life on the inside
of what ever you do
and we laugh and sing
take a walk
in the park
and see
what this means to you
and mother
I love you so. Brackets full stop.

sorry tim

Oct 2013

Paul Hardwick

Once was, and once is nothing at all.

Happy people make there way each day
it is there, I loose my way
within my mind of thought
did I do this that
or do nothing at all
was I large or small
did I care at all
did I do thAT.

IT WAS AT THAT I FALL,
in the white sAND I now call home
that i now
is not me, person from this world
that feels like
an atomic bomb due to go off.

spOOky Thanks tim. Paul