Who is Assad
does he think
that killing people is the way
does he think that
it's makes him look big
his body moves like a crack of a wipe
he stands and sags
while placing Russa
on it's knees
Putin puts up no fight
smiles and says yes

Come on Russa we more than this.

Who is Assad
does he think
that killing people is the way
does he think that
it's makes him look big
his body moves like a crack of a wipe
he stands and sags
while placing Russa
on it's knees
Putin puts up no fight
smiles and says yes

Come on Russa we more than this.

Who is Assad
does he think
that killing people is the way
does he think that
it's makes him look big
his body moves like a crack of a wipe
he stands and sags
while placing Russa
on it's knees
Putin puts up no fight
smiles and says yes

Come on Russa we more than this.

I have two feet
one on the left
one on the right
when I lift one up
I move on
harmony goes on
straight as an arrow
moving is neat
put the other on the left side
I will for sure fall
**** am I liberal?

So as a man I fall down
head in the gutter
of all that is wrong
and get a ******* fly right in the eye
making them water
people pass
no one asked
a thing at all
pick me up off the floor
and just walk on
eye stream down my face
forgive them
as they know nothing
it is just my soul has come to pass
no fun getting old.

Owww what a night
seen so many good people her tonight
liking my play on words
am I dreaming
or is this **** true
all I know
is
I will awake tomorrow
get cramp
and
then my day starts
properly fall out of bed
then forget.

Mind over matter
I find
most things I think
people do not understand
antimatter

and

Matter
don't mix.

Somewhat explosive
fizz, fizz,
look at them
percussion words.

But I am
really nice
nothing to think of
have two grandchildren.
no longer a wife
and two great kids
so why
do I fined I'm all alone.

If I lift
my left leg
ow look there is my foot
let me walk on it
I will take a mile
or maybe more
farted in the lift today
as people just got on
pressed the button for the 7th flour
believe me
that was wrong
on so many levels.

Old age is
when the balloon
you tugged on as the kid
was a Led Zepplin
and when the sabbath came around
you didn't
know who you're mom was or is
and Floyd did not cook
just made some really great sounds
t-rex was not a dinosaur
but danced around in furs
and the status quo
was just three cords.

Being sixty-two
don't call me old
done more living than you
so I think
I am abler than you
to know my own mind.

Yes some days
I forget names
but is that really important
in this day age and time
I still know
my thoughts are my own.

Only sometimes
dribble down my chin
and that is mostly
when I'm ******
or ******
**** just thought.

This year
I will turn
******* Sixty Three
book my wheelchair
I feel like I'm getting old.

Now as a security guard
I wear a yellow high vis
flys, wasps, and bees
like to visit this
as they
I am sure
do think
I am a big flower.

But my hippy days have gone
and the buzzing and humming
drives me mad
you can often see my hands
swiping and chopping
the air
I am not mad
It's just the bee, and flys are there.

Poems are love
and rhythm of the author
just in words
the good ones paint feelings
and thoughts
might make you cry
they give you something you never had before
poems are like books
poems are just a bunch of words
feelings
pain
future dreams
today
yesterday
and all these things make me write
what I do tonight
surreal poems out of my head
I have to put them down
or they will drive me quite mad
well, that's what think.

If I jump up
my feet leave the ground
for a few seconds
I fly
then gravity pull me back down
my feet hurt when I hit the ground
and so does my body and soul
for that was a moment in paradise
come on let's do all together
see if together we can fly.


:-)   P@ul.

Just got eight fingers
only two thumbs
don't put pressure on me
for I'm working on it
just learned how to write
and yet you ask me
do you love me?

Ask yourself
the way you look
the way you smell
yes I look
to see a glimpse
above the knee
your leg all akimbo.

All your dance moves
hair drifting around you
like a dream
then dancing close
look me in the eyes
seeing into souls
when we part it makes me cry.

Making me ask myself
what is happing
I have no control
I feel loss
making me want tomorrow
so I can be
again with you.

In the sky at once
not normally seen at the same time
nice day
moon crescent
makes me feel like I've been reborn
new year
time to come
feeling at one
starlight burns my eyes
makes my skin blush then turn brown
makes me weak
radiation leaks all around
trees bud blossom
there leaves grow
all is changing around me
feel my glow
warm inside
vitamin B in my veins.



With LOve P@ul.

If you want to be a banker
Be more humane.

Mind closed
cleaning underway
does not mean I am not thinking anyway
or what which was up
or all the thoughts
that I would not tell you anyway

Cleaning Brain Washing
Dush it in the tub
rather lather up in water
no knocking on wood or rocks
imperial softer soaps
scented like a dream  

Best dressed
new scented
looking rather good
clear and clean
wet flour
do not slip or slide.

Dali said
but in time my brain
will drip out
on the canvas of life
and all will have left
are my dreams
painted by my hands
brushes with life
itself
but
Dali did not say this
I just painted this.

Never known
what is the thing
I talk about
P@ul.

Brain so active though
and my skin turning brown
going red at first
like an autumn leaf
going brown
and falling off my tree
dead skin shoulders
scurfin around
I shrug my shoulders
the new leaves fall
maybe I will get a sun tan this week
the brain wants to sleep though
maybe next week
For I have to work
the sun nice.

Falling into life
**** who am i
can I lick my own ankles
can I please lick yours
they taste sour
not like mine at all
your name
Paula
why do talk so much
******* shut up
let me interject
P@ULA
come with me
be who you are
You do not eat
a cheesecake without
tasting flavours
or taste fruit without fruit
and as the juices run
P@ula that is you
.

Hold me
as I fall
off the block
I just am not meat
I am, whom I am
I will dribble on the pillow
Make sounds
**** in my sleep
This is a big thing to me
Who are you to me
Is that pain
*******
hit me again
then tell me why?

Junk is just stuff we throw away
But I am sorry to say
it's more than that
Junk is our future
ok that sounds like sales
But it not!

Junk we need to solve
maybe dissolve
put it in the ground
who thought of that
for me and you
I know that is not right
so pick up pens
and write
and ask?
whom is this junk

Always wanted one of those
sorry girls got me one of these
not my choice from the gene pool
think maybe the person before ******
living with the genes that I have
can't afford to put a pole in
making do with what I have
but woman
you will always know
that's me
for in other ways have to try hard
to give over what I feel
hands like machine guns
see and feel
them rock and roll
and my lips
taste so much
you might sigh
and ask
or even say
thank you P@ul

on that, I will say MAN  HaMMeR.

Feel the pulse
in between your legs try to tell me
and ask me
who are you
as she looks like you
give me a chance
I will try not to hurt
But woman
I would love to need you
can I lick your left leg
Yep from your foot
Now that
is a meeting.

Limp
just a bit
but limp a little bit
will you still follow
talk to me
ask me things
as I of you
will you still learn
help me up if I fall
will we talk of things of rock and roll
Reach the age
of Irish whiskey
and leave me alone
do not touch me
I'm happy here
let me now fall
I see this black hole
but as a human
I feel my place is not here
or there at all

But just over there.

Woman smell
of sent and ****
well there feet do
if tights are worn for the whole day
ant that so true
She is so beautiful
but please do not kick off you shoes
all I smell is lemons
or your feet
and that is not good for you
Observations.

Getting ready for work
washing in the shower
did nothing out of the normal
so why is my hand bleeding under the skin
What did I knock it on
makes me think
I not an old normal person at all
as I remember the knock
did not remember at all
now I have to explain all day
why my hand looks like that
trying my shoe laces got my finger caught
try knotting you laces.
I still look for
a woman for me
a woman who breathe with me
and times touches me
I know you feel that!

What is life
do we really know
or are we made of feelings
deeper than on the outside that we show
and what is love
must not be ***
but for me comes close
from birth pressure
always in my eyes
Lemons burn my mouth
makes me spit pips
Just thought I'd ask
hope the aliens never come
****, I can't even answer my own question?

Is that right
or for some just maybe
ant that 3 things
for brains think
or maybe
then it did

You taste
Salt
That is my waking day
Working Day.

I limp
spelt L.i.m.p
on my right I hold you
but not always to my soul
for my heart just is not big enough to be the whole
makes me feel small
little P@ul
feel small
But I am bigger than that
so I hold in my you in my head
as long as you work with me
One Two Three Four
lets rock and roll
lets dance
you say I hear no music
you feel it in blood
throbbing
in your head
For me
That's a good day come on
special treats
**** Me
so much
from just dragging
a foot
On my left
that's the foot
that's
just ****** with you.

Down my t-shirt
but the good thing
is still wear one!

**** dribbled down my
Christmas jumper
but there having so much fun!

My mind not closed at all.

I would go to say
I am just five years old
compared to space years!

But better cool it down
you may not understand
what old age is!

See told you!

Now I am old
I Can say
I still can't understand
why people are so keen to hate
not tolerate others
so keen to find violence
in just a comment
and not listening
to the words
or why these words may be true
I know I have my own world
and all true this day
But how can my words be true to you
you have so many more problems
than I have
or so it might appear to you but that may not be true
for I have more problems than you have
and for me that's true
have you even thought about it
and got in this loop


Love from me.

Come on
how often does that happen
how often have you known it
you can tell me if you like
but I think you never will
My toe hurts like hell
as if you care
think it split the nail
Some bleeding come out
now I will have to wash my socks
do you know
how hard for me
things just like, that is

**** me just stubbed my mind

on my big toenail
hope there is no bleeding in my head
things like this
make me feel red
never know
what EXP lease Ives come out.

Lost not ever found
taken out of my head
taken from the air I breath
taken from places of my mind
I am not the man I used to know
it is as if parts of me has dissolved
into thin air
which if remember right
smells like cheese
or is it burning lead
I fail to remember now
does old age taste like this
just as it smells
things that rot
burn the roof of my mouth
and so I try to spit them out
to preserve myself
for now
I know God will come
and take away
all the rest of me
and the man he can have them ALL.

There's no good way
to shake you
your own hand.

Daisy is a fab girl
she knows
I love her very much
she has the best sense of humor
always hanging out
and she drinks too much
brought her some pink flowers
after we stop at the bar one day
we both drank *****
through a straw
and not enough lemonade
you could say we got ******
I took her home
Daisy, you have to look after
especially in that short Pink dress
the area where she lives not being so good though
was not long before we meet
a gang of kids on the street
she said run away
and Dasiy ran off over the graveyard
now these kids I know
they work at local Bank
Pink petals flying this way and that
as she ran
the occasional glimps of white pants
and did I say
Dasiy was a big girl
which made think Elephants.

Sorry, Dasiy.

How would I ******* know
they never say
never let me know
how they feel
or what ****** up there day
So how can I help?

All you need to do
is talk
that's how it's working for me
was that to surreal?
for you?
Must be the same for me?

**** got me a loop.

What I meant was
do you feel this world
or is that just me
if you see
someone fall over
does that not make you
feel her or him hurt
or just ******* turn away
smoke a ***
go inside your passage of life
and experience everything else which
you find there
and so I ask
you might be done
and married me
but
have you ever in your head
listen to me at all
or see me
what I am at all
turn the roundabout
the fair is in town
those clowns
scar me
much to much
makeup
they are not
even gay
or maybe
all my noise
makes
you
feel
unright

Don't worry we all end up dead.

Sorry was that
a spoiler
T    H    E        E      ND.
comes so quick.

Really need your votes
my ideas.

Let's build a wall around fat cats and all banks
and see if we can stop all the bonuses.

Let's make the year 13 months
in my case that would make me
5.1 years younger this year.

Let's  make passports
at least three feet tall
try and get that in,    your ****** wallet
that should stop people traveling.

And all I need from you
is your vote in my hand.

Let's, Let's me know your vote.
P@ul the Surrealist PARty.

Oh!  The new party color
let's make that Aqua for people.

Come on people vote

You are not a whole month
each year I feel your pain
as the letters fall in the hall
mostly bills
and I don't know who, Bill is,
you take your all
away from the wallet of my heart
you must pay this, pay that
how you make my heart bleed
so now
February I don't like you
and what you do to me, at all
and all the court costs
come in March
so P@ul
you can get on with
the rest of year now
and repair the
the wallet
the pain
looking like another year
of work for me.

Is out of my mind
means nothing at all
just makes you feel me
for a moment
I am here
you don't have to touch me
but I am here
for all to see
please do touch
I do not bit much
my mother told me that's not right
and the colours of love
at good times are painted in my words
O yes words paint pictures
I paint them
in your brain
with just thoughts
you can see my brush strokes
as well as my heart failing
well this so surreal

LOve P@ul.

Woman how did you make me feel like that
Your body gripped me
there's no one around
you carved me
like a cut beef
you placed things in my mind
that I have not found a way from
I hate you today still
but you are still you
the one I loved
how is that, possible
woman, you turn the lights down
but you can never turn them off.

Or you will spoil it
like sitting on your hands
no red meat here
clean soil all the way.

Grow on growing in that earth
veggie all the way
give the seeds all love
and man how they produce.

A lot like being human
stand on your ground
feel the sun's warmth
let your seeds grow.

Downside is up
was it that way
feel the heat on the ground
don't **** on others.

Your feeling the heat
Now
So Do Not **** on others.

Like TV news stories
of a little girl
have the will to write to google
for a job
and the CEO having the ***** to reply
things like this
makes my heart bleed from my eyes
not blood but tears
salt stains on my shirt
some days my shirt gets soaked
my eyes go red
and my brother calls me a nancy

Lots of things make me feel like this
thanks for listening
Nancy P@ul.

When you slip into sleep
leave all you have behind you
close your eyes
dribble down your chick
I will not tell anyone
for I did not watch you
When I look into your eyes
I know that I dream
I had only one love
and that was you
feel how cold my toes feel
my heart still beats
you know
that rhythm is you
am I not a person that take me for.

Nothing left
limp limb
dance around in circles
making more rainfall
barefoot boogie
cramp foot nail to the flour
dance fall down
right foot works
feeling no pain
put the right foot in
ant this how it works
take it out
dance around
put the left leg where the right was
look at me mom I can stand
and run around
never two feet off the ground
I want to be astronaut
and float around
no feet down
no solid surface
and look down upon you all
put my right foot in my mouth
left leg nail down
can not lift that up
and I really need to bit those nails.

If it was
My brain ticks
Like it was
Tell me about it
like it was
Your swear at God
but I am no believer
The lines we cross
have we come to the bitter end
the higher we rise
the further we fall
falling from space
The space that is opened in my heart
only the if.