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Aug 2014 · 932
Drip went the tap.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
Tap tap went the drip
what language is this
Drip Drop
said a tap to me
and at these words did stop dripping see

Call yourself a plumber  .


THE TAP DID STOP.
TRUE
Aug 2014 · 493
All the beautiful women.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
All the beautiful women
I have met in my life
lead on to a heart broken.
TRue   P@ul
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
Woman
forget the plane
let me fly you
no wire involved
no bad hair days

G             O               O               D
morning to YOU!
make sure your buckle in

Welcome
hi my name is
P  @  u  l
You are travelling @ 30 thousand feet
ow look at my feet dangling around
must get that hole fixed
when we get back on the ground.
Could be true Story P@ul
Aug 2014 · 250
I have been.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
I
have
been
all
about
I
have
been
all
up
I
have
been
all
down
I
h­ave
been
sleep
in
daytime
I
have
been
all
at
night
I
have
been
sundays
I
have
been
Mondays
­Tuesdays
I
have
been

ME.
True story Number 2
Aug 2014 · 212
When I was born.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
My MOM
taught me
to stand up on my own
can you believe it from a man like me
but when I met you
you told me to stand tall
stand up on your own
but I get this feeling when you are around
so I take you advice
forgive me MOM.
True Story Surreal Poem No. 50 ty    P@ul

PoEM of LOVe.
Aug 2014 · 762
MOM do tell?
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
Are souls made of scent
Am in possession of a useful clue
is what that sentence means
or with a ****
my life is over?
MOM do tell me.
Surreal Poem 21
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
My brain is like water
very liquid
I wonder if sometimes
it leaks out my ears
do I sneeze it out my nose
onto my toes
give it a foot and it will take a mile
there goes my fluid brain again
dripping off my foot into a drain.
True Story Surreal Poem No. 43,     P@ul
Aug 2014 · 253
Is death like sex?
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
Just before you die
they say
your life
goes flashing by
think I might die within 3 minuets
*** being the start
the void the end.
Might be true I guess you never know.

P@ul  ***
Aug 2014 · 461
Happy holidays.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
YES
this could be the first cARD
and no credit involved
just a card
of a tin solider
called John
who's legs made of lead
one night did melt
on that night on the christmas tree
just came right off
did Johny fall over
no not that night
so John hangs
on my tree with joy
for he is only one legged footballer I know.
Surreal Poem No. 399    P@ul.
Aug 2014 · 237
I not only Dream.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
I not only dream
in color
I can at times
dream of my imperfections
some nights seeing my bald head
in true Technicolor and noting nothing there
other than the pandiemetrical thoughts in my head
know form now on spam and then for ever more, called PAN

and spam pan the way i am
new words.
Love to see the maths for this        is there life on a balding head
or no life at all,<-----answers on a postcard please, or just spam me.
You know how type don't yah <----Love P@ul.
Aug 2014 · 704
The agents of S. H. I. T.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
That's some super **** man
well just ask yourself where have the hippies gone?
that's some **** in it's self
and a bit far out
that might be **** beyond even me
and no
we see them about
the hippies are now all bank managers
see them smoking there drugs and talking **** words
and still getting bonuses them agents OF   S. H. I. T.
True Story       P@ul.
and all that is left is you and me and we can be more
than all the S.H.I.T. that has gone before... live long and prosper all.
Aug 2014 · 996
My words for those in need.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
I was asked
this night
where
do
your words come from
so I
answer this day
my words come out of
what is me these 7 year cycled words
and some
when I was eighteen
and some in my head
or so it seamed
I married a woman
and she gave to me 2 fine children
both doing well
as she left me
for the man I got to fix her car
and ran off with him
so I have become hard to hurt
like a diamond in the sky
and me and myself.

also 2 great Grandchildren.
Well you do ask Love you all regards P@ul.
Aug 2014 · 153
People ask!
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
P@ul
why do you write as you do
I have told once
I replied
I am my own
no longer own by any woman
I am me the one and only surreal man
I live my life in 20 dimensions
which most of you see only two or three
but I can see more than three
there are some where beyond  that poor oak tree in wood
I imagine for myself in which you now live
and maybe never will
unless you read what I send you
If I was a blue bird
I would away and sing
it has been a year now
since I placed down
my pondering
and yet I think
what do I get back?
Aug 2014 · 258
What The adult f**k.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
What is an "ik"
is a sound a pig makes
as it sees the farmers knife taken off the shelf
or is one of them modern words
just got in
the english dictionary itself

I ask myself
What the F**k is ik
tonight said to me
please enlighten me.
True Story maybe ongoing     P@ul.
Aug 2014 · 230
For you Princess.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
I am me
a caterpillar
hanging off the apple tree
and for you I will
shed
my outer skin
so you can see
my beautiful self
and take you on the wing.
I am told thats what butterflies think.
So true Story         or maybe not. what do you think?
Love you all    P@ul.
Aug 2014 · 1.2k
Janet and John for Adults.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
Now Janet
and John
had once met up.

For Janet
was Scottish
and John
from Scunthorpe.

Now John
wanted to be
at Janet's Birth Party
how surprised she would be.

But could not afford
the travel
So he knew
he post himself.

Climbing
inside the box
John just thought
she will be so surprised by me.

And right on time
the box Janet did receive
Ow what can it be
and taking a kitchen knife.

Did ****** it in into the box
straight thew poor Johns
eye him sitting there
bolt right up, exultingly.
We had a lot of Goths at my local library
Other than that True Story       :-)           P@ul.
Aug 2014 · 210
Now I KNow.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
What you all think of me
That!!!
P@ul
well quite mad
dreaming all his surreal dreams
in his electascated heads
and words that should never be
all I can say
is this man
is for the sixties
and yes we all did drugs
but that is what
the sixties was
BUT
Today
while at work
I
surprised
myself
fartting in the lift
and man
that
is
wrong
on
all
levels.
True Story      P@ul
Aug 2014 · 224
Woke up this morning.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
Woke up
after two weeks holiday
the cat sitter
had already told me my cat was dead
so went out
started my security duty
Man am I glad
I am on holiday
from tomorrow.
Read and weep  :-)    P@ul
Aug 2014 · 222
DR Who!
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
I think I know
how Dr Who feels
traveling in intergalactic space
and Man if he does not know from this day to the next

He For me now
is just The Who
T    H     A      T
I   S     W  H  O
The
Doctor
is
B          U         T
W     H    A    T
is he
T   O     Y    O    U
?
Surreal poem No. 206
Aug 2014 · 275
I K n o w.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
I know you
the first time we meet
and yet you said
you, "don't know me"
I knew you would like
these words from me
and yet you said
"mister take a hike"
I know you
are teasing me
I know
I asked one more time
you showed me your iPhone and said
"I'm now calling the police"!
True Story     :-)        P@ul
Aug 2014 · 266
M @ N.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
Tonight
I
met a girl
called MARY
we talked for a while
then she got her
****
out,
well I just fell
there and then
in love with both of them
just had to hold one
after a lot of questions
she let me do just that


MARY   I  SAID these  ARE THE
BEST  BLUE ****
I HAVE EVER SEEN.

so we made a deal and brought both birds.
Surreal POem No 203
well what did you think I was talking about
:-)      P@ul.
Aug 2014 · 324
sort poem **by** P@ul.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
Hi!







BYE!
TRue STory   P@ul.
Aug 2014 · 483
I sat BY MYSELF.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
I
sat
BY MYSELF

but how can WE be

FOR
I
AM
NOT
MYSELF
AT
ALL

or so the doctors said to me.
Surreal Poem No 202       :-)    P@ul
Aug 2014 · 631
W O R DS in MOVEment
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
Now               M  O      V          E
Could not stand still
U M
J            PED
up
THEN
M  O      V          E
was OVER                               there.
OW! look that the  X  factor         P@ul.
Aug 2014 · 2.6k
My fireplace.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
On my fireplace
I have only two things
one on this end
and one on the other
now that fireplace
is a lot like me
I start life and be
and make my way
to the other end
then fall off.


O   __________     =
             ==========================          O
True Story   P@ul
Aug 2014 · 209
Can YOU?
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
Can you
eat your own words?
To me that does not seam right
anyway
what do they taste like
and will it make me phew k on a k.
Surreal Poem No 201     P@ul.
Aug 2014 · 201
I F !
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
If letters
A R E like
Dynamite
then I am about to



E   X P       L         O        D                   E.
Ten words then some Surreal Poem No 200
Aug 2014 · 337
I ask you all?
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
Mya
Joanne
Patricia
Cindy Lou
Please tell me do
What is the colour of     L  O  V  E?
Surreal Poem No 188         P@ul
answers on an e-mail only please.
Aug 2014 · 337
CAN Y o u ?
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
S                                                                ­                          rds?        
                         mi                                         wo                                
                              ­                              le in        ............................................
True story     P@ul:-)
Aug 2014 · 396
Patricia.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
Patricia pancake maker
Passing your store day after day
and watching you as you make
Patricia Pancakes
caressing the batter as you do
and making
all the crape things you do
Patricia
I just can not tell you!
Surreal Poem No 187     P@ul.
Aug 2014 · 184
I need love.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
I need love
I must be crazy
I need a woman
To make me lazy
I need love in my life
**** I need a wife
For in this life on my own
I find I do to much
MAn I need     L  O  V  E!
True Story    P@ul.
Aug 2014 · 190
TEN letters.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
Whatwillbe.
REgards P@ul   :-)
Aug 2014 · 763
I step on the ladder.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
I step on the ladder
but at my age
will I fall
some days I feel like glass
some days drunk I fall on my ****
never broke that yet
I step on the ladder not feeling sure
hoping if I fall
I will land on my ****
seams like that is my thickest part.

Or was it climbing the ladder in the first place?
Surreal No 128   Regards  P@ul
Aug 2014 · 219
One step on.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
Now I find
in my mind
I am one step on
from where I was before
Mans lobotomy
told me where I was
before I was behind.
True Story    P@ul
Aug 2014 · 178
What was and what is.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
There was a time
when I look into your eyes
and I could see your soul
and now where did that person go
for nothing
is what it was it just is.
True Story   P@ul
Aug 2014 · 1.3k
Lemon drizzle cake.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
I know
This
is your body at work
but where do men go
when once a month
that lemon drizzle cake takes your soul
and makes you
the
woman i did not know.
True Story  P@ul
Aug 2014 · 385
Not till I met you.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2014
It was not till we met
you made me feel like this
my head is full of
passion and desire
and my body of ****** soul.
True story   P@ul.   :-)
Jul 2014 · 152
What you say.
Paul Hardwick Jul 2014
Is it me
or you
what I did or did
not do
is it me or you.
Paul Hardwick Jul 2014
Here is what I am
in thease  words
now stripped off.
Jul 2014 · 1.2k
I could have been.
Paul Hardwick Jul 2014
I could have been one of the things first
left my happy home to see what there is whiteout
and I am hopping some one will miss me
and here I have to say
for there is no use in lieing.
Jul 2014 · 358
The sea that is a univers.
Paul Hardwick Jul 2014
for from this sludge we came out
weather you are black pink or more yellow man
thats where your life began
red, yellow brown or white Black os just sunburned
There we came that night
You and me.
Jul 2014 · 294
O farther build for me.
Paul Hardwick Jul 2014
A sailing boat
so I can cross the seas
and all I hold.
and mind must go on
sail the breeze
of the world you behold
God can you do that for me
hold on to my feet
sorry the way they smell
but to me that is uniqunik
so the ocean
and the shells in my life
let the sea drift into my sands
and become my ocean
of me
Jul 2014 · 285
My arm
Paul Hardwick Jul 2014
My arm and hand to and with a pen did write
Now what will your do
my young love said to me
will this woman become your life
and she will go away with you
and watch your story
last night she came to me
so softly she came
again and again
what did you give her here
i lost the devil here.
True Story       P@ul
Jul 2014 · 231
some.
Paul Hardwick Jul 2014
some people walk on water
never burn in the sun
they have just got it made
but you know
they will reap what they sow
I am glad
I am only me
and some.
True Story    P@ul
Jul 2014 · 323
Standing on your hands.
Paul Hardwick Jul 2014
No not like that
for that hurts
I mean use you hands to become legs
and take your body upside down
then try to walk on them
feel the blood rushing to your head
its oxygen to give of
which seams to say to me
P@ul get your leg down back on the flour
you should not be doing this at fifty nine.
Please remember NOT to do hand stands
on medication and certainly not in high places.
Do Hand Stands Responsibly.     P@ul.
Jul 2014 · 283
Where is the L O V E ?
Paul Hardwick Jul 2014
Where is love
we all talk about
people say love them all
turn the other cheek
and love them all
but when I look in to your eyes
all I see
is the inside
of the back of your head
and my reflection looking back at me.
True story        surreal poem 164.        P@ul.
?     --------->      HOW WAS IT FOR YOU    :-).
Jul 2014 · 235
T U R N.
Paul Hardwick Jul 2014
Turn sat down on the curb
Turn sat down feeling blue
Turn sat down now feeling depressed
Turn then vomited down a nearby drain
and began to feel aright.
That one gave me a nasty turn  :-)     P@ul.
Jul 2014 · 208
I try in WOrdS.
Paul Hardwick Jul 2014
I see words in clouds
I see words in trees
I see words in colours
I see words in feelings
I see words within words
I see words in dimensions
I see words in  three D
I see words in pictures
I see words in nothing at all
I see words in trying to give back words
I try in words.
surreal poem number 82.   P@ul.
Jul 2014 · 284
Dance.
Paul Hardwick Jul 2014
If you see me dance
you'll say
look at that old fool
but yes i will say
can you not feel that rock and roll
and you try to dance like i do
and feel it take you away
to land where I come from
come on baby let me turn you on
swing those hips in rhythm with me
now let me see you do that on your own.
true story  P@ul
Jul 2014 · 258
THis morning.
Paul Hardwick Jul 2014
This morning
after the thunder storms had gone
I did rise
and the sun shines
and i feel like a new born child
feeling the way to my future.
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