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Paul Hardwick Feb 2017
It is quite
above all it's me
That's where
We go home from
dip your toe in
to the sea
that can bite you
stings and verbs
wipe you out
the government wants the earth
that's where things come from
I think they will never stop
we must these thing are for you
for me
it's late
I get tired
Now feeling nothing at all
But living here
above in this space.
Get a load of that **** P@ul.
Feb 2017 · 536
Peace of mind.
Paul Hardwick Feb 2017
There is none
not in this world
broken souls at wounded knee
tribe wiped out
blood shoots
even the flowers grow red
my soul feels the pain
eagles overhead
blue skies over
feel the winds flap overhead
over the face
the flutter
mind wiped out
rock all night
stand tall

Peace of Mind.
With love to you all.
P@ul  ***.
Feb 2017 · 228
A B ove.
Paul Hardwick Feb 2017
Above my head
above your head
above the mind
above the thinking of mankind
above us all in the human race
above all the race is won
above in grade
above me makes me small
and that is that
above all!
P@ul.  A cut above the rest.
Feb 2017 · 791
9.1 Working with Hayley.
Paul Hardwick Feb 2017
Black and White crossing
at the back of hall 9
door 9.1
working all day with Haley
into the night
stepping only on the white lines
talking surreal thoughts
business men bring white business cards
and talk words of breakdowns
there was a crooked man
walking the crooked mile from the car parks
we help him all we can
he thanks us and is on his way
spends his day behind doors
on the inside of hall 9
after entering at door 9.1
leaving us with his smiles and thanks
the day slows down
we have some breaks
we get board
Hayley's mind falls down the rabbit hole
the next thing I know
is Hayley encourages me
to walk towards the light
and man the sun was so bright
come towards the light
and of Hayley only a silhouette
snow starts to fall around me in the air
cold sweeps over me
boredom bits at my heels
soon breakdown starts.
My day this day 9,2,2017
Thanks, Hayley Regards P@ul.
Feb 2017 · 337
On the farm.
Paul Hardwick Feb 2017
My body did walk over one of them
cattle grids
wrong shoes on
panic set in
an as man
why am wearing high heels
all I see is black and white
I was a big man prince charming
to my brain
the gaps **** me in
I fell in love with Kim
as she helped me out
her soft hands
helping me cross


P.S. Kim was my first and still best love.
P@ul. Come on You love this. X.
Feb 2017 · 200
Slush.
Paul Hardwick Feb 2017
Is melting snow underfoot
but slush is that in the brain
which is not me
the thing in there
that melts out from my ears
drips from me on the covers overnight
not something to talk about
to friends
but still part of me
so bring that up

OK
Slush means
I not purfict
not at all.
P@ul.
Feb 2017 · 489
Poached thoughts.
Paul Hardwick Feb 2017
Poached head
heat from the shower drips down the window
drips down my brain
on to the sill of life itself
a runs in the fabric of myself
runs down my leg
no
just ****** myself
sorry I will try harder in the future
2 years dry
elastic thoughts
control I fear
but it's working
back to my brain
heat things up
looking for release
from my day's anguish
all the pain I feel
just being me
and no one else I know
not sure I know myself
or what I will become to be
letting the water wash over me
trying to get some me off
washing with soap
washing my brain
hope not to fall over myself
as I get out
feel refreshed
feeling week

Have I just poached my thoughts?
P@ul.  Love you all more than I love myself.  ***.
Jan 2017 · 213
Do Wizards Hurt.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Like you and me
after spells
do they hurt
Maybe thinking
I should not have done that
turned to stone just like that
maybe I was a bit hasty
it was just my pain
and my wand
and maybe man
will think
you loved me
I loved you
maybe it was just my wand
that made you turn to stone
starlight so bright
starlight
was here now gone
your eyes are dead to me
no truth there to see
no futures to see
or imaginations
wizard have a lot to answer for.
P@ul.  ***.
Jan 2017 · 193
Let's talk about it.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
When asked
what is poetry to me?

The words came in my ears
in some way my brain makes sense
fiddles with them then spills out
on to the page
in the form you see
in so many words
which in some way is me
the signature of me
that's the way I do it
if it hurts you
then that's your fault
if it hurts me then it was meant to
but I never wanted to hurt you
that's why I cry.
P@ul. ***.
Jan 2017 · 409
Raise your mind.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Every which way is up
nothing brings you down
to you, there is no ground
all the others can not float
raise your mind where the air is clean
and you, come up, the air clear
and thought up here
feels like you meant to think it all
and life feels like bliss
you feel alive
breath deep raise your mind.
P@ul   SHHHHH!  ***.
Jan 2017 · 279
Give me the shoes, Dorothy
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Thinking about what you ant got
just makes you bitter
but they are rubies
give me the shoes,
Dorothy
don't make me see red
my blood boils over it
I am passionate about it
blood boils red
don't make me lick my lips again

**** it I am going back West
paint my lips red and wear a vest
Dorothy
you'll never know
what was, as I go forgotten
more red things than you'll ever know
just getting on a bus, made me more *******
knowing it's colour was red

And the ticket   F U C  K  I  N  G   Pink.
Love P@ul crying from red eyes.  ***.
Jan 2017 · 267
Naked Robot of Time.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Who am I
What is this about
is it me
is it you
I breathe like
at this moment in time you
do you breathe like me to
did you feel that
Do you feel the man in me
in you
no!

I am salesman
sales is all I do

Here to sell to you
this is what I am about

I am a super salesman
Sell yourself

to me
You want love
and make pay for buttons and bows
Moonlight in the evening
money goes to the rich
all failings stop here!


LOVE  P@ul.
Love you ***.
Jan 2017 · 190
Cold night dream.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Snow was falling
very cold night
the snow flakes looked so real
I just wanted to hold one
preserve one
hold it for the moment
be as one
but it melts in my hand
I feel like I am killing it
as it melts
Sammy comes over
my hands to hold
warms me up
with her good wishes
cooks food then gone
as you get old
and cold
you will die.
Sad yes, but true, just ask us.
with love P@ul.
Jan 2017 · 180
Even @ my age.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
We do things for love
those with which we do not know where they go
but done for love
does not seem that at the time
but you want to go straight as an arrow
so you can feel that love deep

Even @  MY    A g e.
P@ul
Jan 2017 · 294
Music dribble.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Music I love
it seems to love me
I can hear people that are not now alive
I put my headphones on
the people next door do not have to hear this
but at some time
I will fall asleep
and dribble on my shirt
the shirt is clean
its just me that's not
if you see me
with dribble on my shirt
\   Say  \
hey man did you have a good night.
P@ul.
Jan 2017 · 209
This G A M E of cards.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Deal the pack
let's play cards
turn one over
now I think, will I make 21
must have for am older than that
by three score
so this game is for the rest of life
then you play the Trump card
what are you trying to take away from me
can I longer trust you
as a nation
this is a family
we must trust
this is the blood in our veins
we are part of each other


GAME   O V E R !
Just one life left   P@ul.  ***.
Jan 2017 · 173
OK one more.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Blue stood at the bar
one seat each side of him
Pink sat down on the left
catching each others eye
Blue brought her a drink
she smiled crossed her legs
Blue no longer talk
she ask what's wrong with you
he said nothing much
she said do tell me here
and at that Blue left.
**** hate it when that happens   P@ul.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Drag myself up for work
it was cool outside
hate that walk to the bus stop
so putting on my longest coat
took that walk to the bus stop
when I arrived there
there one other person there
as I found out a girl called Rose
we talk weather
and how cold it was
she ask me for a light
now I vape and have given up smoking
so I could not help her out
so I told her no
but I have this light mac
she never spoke again
man that morning was so cold
and she is so beautiful.
P@ul.
Jan 2017 · 467
Mr Electric and his tricks.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Knew this man
he called himself
Mr Electric man
in his act
he ate electrical parts
one day farted a fan
well we all had some part of that
and that **** sticks
not seen him make
any useful product yet
but we still live hope
made a torch
and flashed us all
and the other day made
something called an iPhone
could not ever make out how that works
still, living in hope.
P@ul.
Jan 2017 · 595
You can't lick the sky.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Even when the colors
make you want to try
so I've taken to licking turner watercolors
now banned from all turner exhibitions
so trying to fly in my mind's eye
putting my head above the clouds
still thinking what do those colors taste like
it is sad to find
You can't lick the sky
I PSO facto.
P@ul 2017  ***.
Jan 2017 · 230
Flush away.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Feel after time
I have to flush away the blues
you give me with your soul
your so negative
why ask me why is always you
was it not me
that told you so
what is wrong with you
You are like an IBM
It has to be so clear
work out the ******* maths
is that what you want
sorry I say that so clear
I can not be
what you want me to be
for I am the man
ticket to the moon
and I am a groundhog
sniff around
as I lay dying
still, the seasons of this world go around
as in my memory


B U T  Fu ckin  Pull that chain.
Ipsofacto P@ul.
Jan 2017 · 340
Dip my toe.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Open and shut
feel the
temperature of the time
that I feel
know that we
where never right
for love
I knew that last night
after I ****** your toe
did not taste right


Sad   BUT  Shut the **** up
you want me
and I want you
but nobody seems to mind
as we part
of our dreams
just had dip in toe.
P@ul.  Soft is the feeling. ***.
Jan 2017 · 665
Purple haze D R E a M.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Haze in my brain
its part of me
I have my own soul
the devil has never won
but as I get older
everything seems more purple
and less and less clear
not by sight
just by the dreams
that my head seems now to have
mixing everything up
is it wrong
to fall in love with an ex?

Or see more clearly what was there in the first place.

haze  D r e a M.
P@ul. ***.
Jan 2017 · 238
First day of days.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Back to work
looking after the stupid public
a show for petrol heads
keeping the crows safe
day of making rules
as they say made by fools
making sure they go home
and not crushed in some fireball
taking on my name
job worth
making up more rules
so they can see their wife when they go home
all in all
not a bad day.
Regards P@ul.  ***.
Jan 2017 · 217
Dip your finger in.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
That there is the salt of my sea.
P@ul
Jan 2017 · 163
Side by Side.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Knew it will come
some day
I am quite beside myself
not knowing which way to face
or turn
one day
I
will learn
P@ul.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Feeling what I say
makes me cry
not just in my head
makes me feel
physically emotionally

It is ******* hard work
these are words
I make up
in my head.

Get them here
TWO  FOR  ONE
today sales   N O W   on.

Fight over them
limited Edition
Half The Price
if you find them defective
no cash returns
store voucher
just ask Kim
a beautiful sale reps agentive
over there on the till.

She here for you
and save some of my
**** up brains
which tonight
I give up to you.

and remember tomorrow never comes.
***.  P@ul.
Jan 2017 · 247
Don't C R Y.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
It is so nice
to take my heavy metal jacket off
for its heavy ****
it weighs on my mind
as fall down on my knees
hands on the bed
praying to some god in my head
bending morals
do not cry
it's my turn.
I did CRY    P@ul.
Jan 2017 · 307
When day comes .
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
W H O
K   n   o   w   s
what adventure this day will bring
or
W H Y!

The only thing I know
is tomorrow I might die!

So I in my mind
tomorrow never comes
for it always today
and today I feel alright
and if death comes will I know anyway
but there are the words
I have written down
that will out here
in this internet space
they will be always there.

So be good to my words
for they are out there
and no longer in my brain
or part of me
for you to read
them now
and this was part of me

T  O   D   A   Y.
L  O  V  E    P  @   u  l.
***.
Jan 2017 · 193
B L i N K.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Open your eyes
feel your life
do not cry
yawn
new dawn
water blink
don't cry
dab your eyes
t    H   i    n   k   and blink
wipe your eye
close
your eyes down
press them shut
feel
and cry
that you must

BL  I  n k.
Feeling poem   P@ul  ***.
You're never going to know how this feels.
Jan 2017 · 143
Touching you hurts.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
For one
you are part of me
we have same thoughts
we feel same feelings
we are only getting started
to find the things that hurt
so I don't want to touch you
for that hurts
feels like a burn in my mind
as my body burns


B U T
I
want to touch you
as you
feel my mind.
P@ul   ***.
Jan 2017 · 563
2016, Last, bad year.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Last year
I told you,
I want to hold you
you told me
that is something
you can never have
not as long as you have a year of days.

Blink and last years gone
today days
have just happened here
tomorrow will come
and so soon gone
time moves on
and so soon today
has become
yesterday's hum
but
they are days
Of 20    One seven
and
woman
they
are
days
of

M    I     N   E.
P@ul.   :-)    ***.
Jan 2017 · 635
Turn on my lights.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2017
Turn on my light
show me
you know every switch and button in the house
then just hold me, baby,
show me you know
I do not want to have to say
I told you so
so baby turn on my lights.
P@ul. First one this year   ***.
Dec 2016 · 230
O that looks prity.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
O what do men think
You look good in my best shirt
the cuffs dangle close to the fat
over that
the beacon you cook for me spitting fat
on to my clean cuffs
your mind I think is simple
so why do you treat me like this
I think your body told me to.
All true P@ul.
Dec 2016 · 356
When I love.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
My mind closes down
my heart skips beats
my blood does not flow
it makes hard to think
my blood flows again
most to my hips
my mind shuts down
my thighs takes over
smelling the presence of you
and the love in your eyes
my mind flips
the next thing I know
I am at your hips
in my defense
I think you wanted this
the misery of love ends.
P@ul ***.
Dec 2016 · 188
Black night.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
Just so I can help look after you
my codes and tests come in
most online
so I know to help you
if the worst should begin
so I think that makes me a knight
but do not ask me what I think
for it is my why to say
I've already told you
you may say no you have not
then I make you look into my blue eyes
and then your know
I am your Black Knight.
P@ul ***.
Dec 2016 · 208
Don't you hate.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
When you find
your mind
overnight has done a summersault
in your head
for now
I do not know
which way is up
or are my feet down
do not know how to feel at all
For my heart flipped
my soul is upside down
now my head is my toe
maybe after coffee
I will know
which?

Is maybe,
or if maybe, died
I can shake my head
so I know I am still alive
so I ask you all
why?
does my mind disappear
overnight
and come back in my left ear
and land upside down
within my head,




Don't you hate that?
A question for you all,
sorry, my mind is trying to slip out my ear.

P@ul ***.
Dec 2016 · 159
Women I can live with you.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
You made me believe
we are not the same
I feel for you
I do not see that from you
I do not see that conviction
I think that I loved you then I would
you do not give that back to me
woman please
you do not want me to drop your hand.
But never understand  P@ul.
Dec 2016 · 287
Smell the Clover.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
Feel the pain
from best-selling anchormen
trying to make you feel like them
putting out there words
It's just my tooth that hurts
my body by pain is confused
rub clover on my teeth
make me whole again.
Where did, That, The, PAIn come from.
P@ul.
Dec 2016 · 403
Cyberspace 0.0.1.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
It's hard to live life out here
most things out of bounds
fingers glowing in cyber space
typing things down
that I really mean nothing, at all
for all, to be seen
and should have kept in my own mind
none of which mean a thing to anyone nor me
there's no atmosphere
to help me breath
there is no gravity
nothing to help keep me tied down
or to keep my feet on the ground
just drifting things in my head,
just drifting in a sea of that which
is no more than my own mind
and deep feeling in my head
all by this tomorrow my mind will forget
so my advice
is keep cyberspace
inside your own head
and leave my cyberspace alone

LoVe  P@ul.
In my defence, my mother did drop me on my head.

P@ul.  ***.
Dec 2016 · 154
as I.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
Lift my Right leg up
I put my Left leg down

It how I stand up
If I pick them together

P@ul
Falls down
just to banging his face
on the ground

How will I ever learn

What is right here
I did use to, do this right
but today

I
just fall on my face
but will I remember it tomorrow


o      r


W        I       L      L           i


?
P@ul.
Dec 2016 · 127
Ow well.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
I can help the shape I in
But do not ask me what think about you
I might not give the answer
that you want me to
Ow Well.
Dec 2016 · 196
One D. A. Y. 0.1.0.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
One D. A. Y.
one day got to get me out of here
for I want to be there
not beside myself
but over there by my dreams

one day I want to be me.
and I want you
to be you
ow, you keep your head down
and don't break any of that
of what is, you.


P@ul.
True story ***.
True P@ul.
Re: vamp.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
Heaven is in own heart
Heaven is all the things you love
Heaven you find after time
Heaven stops you doing wrong
Heaven is after love, the children you have can do no wrong
Heaven is telling them, they must have to start
Heaven is watching them, as they in the world grow and take part
Heaven is given them away to the heart they love
Heaven is reminding them you told them not too
Heaven can be hell for your mind.

How's your Heaven for you
it's written in your eyes
close them and find your own mind
blush and tell me
what your thinking

Heaven can be hell on your mind.
Hope all true, is for me.
How about you, kiss I send  ***.

P@ul.
Dec 2016 · 171
TODAY.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
I saw my first real lemon plant
yes it had fruit
one end stuck out
the other
was attach to the roots
of its mother plant
as by some god given right
and who are you
you tell me that is not right.
P@ul.
Dec 2016 · 196
If you made something up.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
What would I do
Ayah Ayah you
On some, the time has gone
Custard is not on the plate
for custard is dead and gone
but nature is still here
Am I'm  we watching you
Go on
stand for the right to be free
sing on.
P@ul.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
Sitting here in my jogging bottoms
did you know
there is a design fault in them
for each and every time
I go a and use the men's room

I *** on the rope that holds them up
why put that on the front
all things dangling
What is shorter

Make your ending up.
LOve yOu  All.   P@ul.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
It's just a bit of folded card
the pic on the front
make it what you like
for It's just for you
all I asks it make it nice
the words inside
are just from me
and all they say

...

Is, have fab Christmas
To All
and at this time
or maybe happy holidays
if you are across the pond

Have a Happy Christmas
thanks for all your help
and just to known
some of you
on

Hello Poetry.

...

With Love and bests regards
From me to all of you.

...

Regards P@ul.  ***.
P@ul.
Dec 2016 · 104
Security.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
I work in security
so I make sure that my hands are washed and clean
also, wipe them with lemons
so they smell clean
as I hit you in your face
no germs are passed between them
just thinking of you
for really I quite nice
I am human too

Have a very good day!
P@ul.  ***.
thinking again of you.
Dec 2016 · 133
Never seen.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2016
A rainbow
on the moon
must be no atmosphere
up there
no clouds to hide
the colours
that I see in my mind

My mind

In which
I find

All of the universe
and I do not speak about time

For time itself
is to of us all
the final frontier

Or is IT?
True P@ul.
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