Pattern Poems - Hello Poetry

Oct 2013

Paul Hardwick

My place of work
Well it makes me feel like the man
And try for and think I am
The man to help folk
in all there wow's during the day
that they spend with us
That they feel they need most
from me as a man
So it was neat to see in my post
To read I had won a bronze
but still do not know what for
but in this years awards
seams I am a nomi

So to whom it was
Thank you
for as that man I may never know.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Paul

This is so totally real P.S. Thanks for the wine I won.
P.P.S My birthday that makes 59 is on the 1st.
Regards Paul

Oct 2013

Paul Hardwick

When I was just a kid.

When I was young
I made Mary cry
in them days
the apple of my eye

We hind in shed
the difrence between
to explore
but I did hurt her soul

And after my tears
I did know I had done wrong
and that fact has taken
59 years to come out

So mary I can now shout
thank for all the shed days
and all that happened
that day.

Regards Paul

Oct 2013

Paul Hardwick

Woman I ask?

Do you know me
Do you know when I hurt
Do you listen when I fall
so do you woman know me at all

Do you feel me pain as ~ I fall
Do love my feet that stink
Do you love my strange mind
or woman have you become blind

So Woman I ask
Do you know me at all

Do n't have diamonds or gold
Do n't have trust all
so I ask woman be my by my side
as older I will fall.

For any woman that knows of me.

Aug 2013

Paul Hardwick

D O C T O R said.

My F**king   D  O  C  T  O  R   said,  she was new.
Hi my name's JUne, how are you Paul this day of June,
that did not compute in my head,
so I said
Hi DR JUne of JUNE,
no. no.  she said
just call me june
and many SI-FI books went through my head

S  O  R  R  Y       Dr DUNE i said, that did not compute in my head,
So long Paul have you been feeling this way
well at least Doc
and the images you get in your head
how long.

NO Dr DUNE i said it is not my head i worry about
that has been gone ten score years
it's my foot
I think I have a twisted it a bit.

Aug 2013

Paul Hardwick

If I WAS.

Why then am, I NOT
what I was
and why I am like I am
my own words
I am not
Feeling the people

So the beat goes on.

I just am, so my breath goes on
I can dance, and shimmy a little
well on a good day, and maybe wiggle
but as the days go on
my heart goes on.

and the beat changes.

For that WAS is NOT there any more
all I have is what
I think so
if you do not agree say so.

AND that was me If I W A S.

Aug 2013

Paul Hardwick

When people talk.

People just talk to me
and tell me what to think
Ever though I do not want them to
maybe it is me and not them
so if that is the way you think
please avoid me
for I WILL NEVRe tell you the words you want me to
for I am the passion that is my soul
and that soul is me my words
that people do not listen to.

Aug 2013

Paul Hardwick

Poem for TI<M.

Tim I write these poem inline

L I K E N O W

I work best with comments in my soul
that poor soul of mine
that does not know what is red or blue
people ask me
what is your favourite colour
and do you know
maybe it is me
just me, as I am an artist
but I just like W O R D S.

PINK leaned against blue
then Purple came along
Purple liked Green a lot
then Brown was formed
now brown like white
and that is why
we are happy now.

Aug 2013

Paul Hardwick

Knight of Day.

As the princess reached the clearing
she was stopped by a command
that did say
I am the knight of Day
who goes this way.

Princess Darling she did say
please let me go on my way
and what a strange name for a knight any way.

W   H   A   T  !    T   H  E      KNIGHT DID SAY?

well the princess went onto say
how can you be the the knight of Day
for you must be the knight of night

W   H   A   T  !    T   H  E      KNIGHT DID SAY!

What makes you think that?

the princess did blush and say well your armour is black as night
and if it was day your armour would be made of  G  O  L  D.

A T   T H A T  THE KNIGHT       O    F       D    A     Y
G O T  S U C K E D into his own head   :-)

NEVER MORE to be so BOLD.

Think this would make a great rock song, and would be able to write more, maybe about the gilt the princess did feel about, the knight, that she did slay. **( shine on my silver diamond)**.   he he he !

Should have listened to my teacher more in the sixty's.  but still have love and peace for you all.

P A U L    ***  :-)

Jul 2013

Paul Hardwick

Kim, this is that man, you forgotten about, the time of no reply.

Summer had gone
before I looked around
then seeing you
you made me feel not bad
as your eyes looked at
I realize, nothing is new
and as a wizard i spell that right
been told to add Z ZZZZZZZZZ ZZZZZzxzzzzz's more
But there is more, letters, I love more, than you, but something took you from me.
more than spoons, and covering your face, which i still see in grace the grace of you.

and now you know my name
this man
I like
to call PAUL .

PS. yes you, kim, and I will make you a princess of the sky, and sky, tell her story to the wind.

Also, on a good day to the stars.

Jul 2013

Paul Hardwick

YOu do not need to be around me.

YOu do not need to be around me
I will just make you worst
something I would like not to do
so please call time.

The voice is in my head
is this yours or mine
you tell me there is no tomorrow
witch i can ingnor being just a wizzard.

and tonight God is dead
for I do not fined that in your soul
or is it a fairy tale and god is dead
tell me now or never be.

Just a Rock song that i like the words off. Yes one of mine.
Regards Paul

Jul 2013

Paul Hardwick

Take a look at my hands, it gives al'ot away about me.

While looking
at what are now
my old Hands.

Hands
that sometimes now
let me Down.

Hands not like
they
used to Be.

Hands of art
then thinking that
Found.

I could hear
my own
Heart.

Playing back
what is now my life
Back to me.

Bang BAng the BEAT goes on.

Jul 2013

Paul Hardwick

Builder and client.

Woman
had a dream
that she had to give away
to the builder
it was a bright sunny day
woman looked out all the builders there shirts off
the bright sun seamed to tone up man
as the sweat rippled down
giving them a glow
that
did a *** act
on
WOMAN
all
for a
silly
folly.

Jul 2013

Paul Hardwick

DAnce feeling the music, me, and the pointer.

Lost my shape trying to act natural
lets stop I might end up in hospital
but this dance seams natural to me
when  I  sway this way  and that it feels nice
and  I  must tell you  I  do not do this
every single day, that my doctor
just  has wrong he is
very unnatural
lets just
Dance