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 Jul 2014
Paul Hardwick
How was it for you?

I did not believe
that a woman could taste
as good as she looks
till I met you
so how was it for you?
if god is love
then meeting you
god is being good to me
so how was it for you?
for at dinner tonight
you where a total delight
cooked in a white wine source
so how was it for you?
Thankfully just my imagination ;-)   P@ul
 Jul 2014
Paul Hardwick
Hear the sound
of a million children
all singing as one
all standing on the edge of civilisation
all singing of love and peace
can you dance
can you remember that dance
come sail with me.
True story given with 60s Peace and Love
bring back flower power.  P@ul
 Jul 2014
Paul Hardwick
While cooking this week end
I tried to cut the end of my finger off
For some reason my unconscious mind
seamed to think that was maybe
what i want
how wrong it could be
now my unconscious mind
leave all the cooking to me.
True Story   P@ul
 Jul 2014
Paul Hardwick
You said to me
come on follow
we spent all day
hugging trees.

You said to me
lets have a day of reading
we spent all day holding trees.

You said to me
you wanted a night in
to wash your hair
I spent all night sitting on a wooded chair.

I said.
woman now you must listen
to this mans needs
for I have now
splinters in my heart.
I wanted the last word maybe to be instead  of heart
to read **** does that make more sense?     P@ul
 Jun 2014
Paul Hardwick
The narrative
hesitated
on
his lips
then came out
"I have just about reached breaking point"
"HE  SNAPPED".
Surreal poem No 43    :-)    P@ul
 Jun 2014
Paul Hardwick
Don't give up
when you wake up
and your head hurts
from the night before.

Don't give up
when she brakes up
with you
and your heart hurts more.

Don't give up
when you think
your God has let
you down.

Don't give up
when old friend
leave you on your own
again.

Don't give up
Please Don't give up!
More of a true story then I would like to admit.
Don't give up!            :-(   P@ul   ***.
Religion is cascading the hill
Of reason into a reptilian dale:
**** by the dark Jidhadists' acts--
Souls demented beyond the pale.

From Iraq to Egypt--there, thanks
To Heaven for el-Sisi; from Syria
To Yemen to Somalia, and a place
Like the lands and shores of Nigeria,

Where Boko Haram breathes hell
In slaying and off skirting dames,
Destroying to the smirk of the devil--
Knowing terrorists are no Muslims.
 Jun 2014
Paul Hardwick
And really I am asking the men
at what point do you get fed up
with e-mails
about
enlarging your *****
I get them all the time
eight are from
my girl friend
but it is the two
from my Mom
that really hurt.
True Story   :-)   P@ul
 Jun 2014
Paul Hardwick
My mother said to me
Paul I am finding it hard to climb the stairs
So my brother and I
hand a chair lift installed
so at night now
out my head
I have a chair lift to the top
To the top of the Alps and back.
True Story  and never try to ****
a slice of lemon form the bottom to the top.
Lady,

Give me neither dusk nor dawn--
Let it be either night or morn.
Lukewarm love brings no comfort
That can my heart transport.

If darkness, shall I take it so and *****
My way along until I make good;
But if the light will I here abide,
Searching no further far nor wide.
 Jun 2014
Helen
I
WilL
NeveR
Weep iN
Fear. tearS
Gently to thE
Ocean swim sofT
Upon a tiny breezE
And relieves me of *I
My angst, my tearS
Are eternal in aN
*Ocean deeP
 Jun 2014
Paul Hardwick
And maybe
the bright among you
will have seen
that the last eight tittles
in reverse order
make
yet
another poem

If I ever
You have to Admit
WHEN
My claw hand runs deep
If you look for an answer
Do not give me that
I OFTEN FEEL
Ladies do as they please.
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