There is an old man
who shaved his head
on going outside
the sky did rain
on his head
soaked in
and rotted
his brains

how do
I know?
that old man
I S  ME.

When I see loves around me
I hang my head in shame
I wish I was a fool for you.
When I see these thing within in my own head
I wish I was a fool for you.

But that can not be
So I wish you all a Happy Valentine.

Bring the wine so we can become lovers
out of our minds
I wish I was a fool for you.

I worry
that one day
I will fall off this
this I call my world
this that I know to be me
which is me
who else
could this be
but me
full stop.

Don't go you will make me cry
Don't go and leave me like this
I am not good on my own
Don't tell me this, don't
Don't break my heart
I am not good at telling you how I feel
so please don't.

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.

Little loving
goes a long way
still to this day
I do not know what passion is for
For you said to me to
I love you
and you did not
******* of with the guy
I got in to fix the car
makes me feel small
but at least
I do not
have to lick your anckles any more

Imagination
can  take  you to
anywhere,    for now
I have cream in my head
now    an     astro    traveller
third     man    on    the   moon
lung full of time and space
must just be my age
but I would like
to wish you
happy
easter.

I woke up this morning
in the night
went to the bathroom at Five
feeling insecure
looked into the mirror
saw them eyes looking back at me
eyes I did not know at all
feeling them eyes staring back at me
made me fall small
there all out to get you once again
feel so small
when human touch is what I need
so I ring you
all I get is your answering machine
I really feel so small.

Now to me
and maybe you
Spam is just a God given food
a lot like ham comes in a can
and I enjoy it when in the mood
but what I do not like is the internet spoon feeding me
S  P  A  M  Daily.

A poem
is sent by God Himself

But you would be wrong
for the thing
would n't start
o lord
which women
as men we do not shout
you o god, o god.
we are more likely
to say thank you
for you are the ******* gods on earth girl
playing the creese in the fabric of life
gives you at wrong moment in time.

I hate traveling man
above the clouds there's nothing to see
but when I land
like a candy shop
wish my ear's would pop
then I can release the dust of travel
and dream along with the people I meet.

My river runs deep
I cannot see the other shore
Might be my eye sight
now a man of old age
now I regret cutting down trees
so people
join with me
plant a tree
Never more
to be cut down by me!

Not walk
just talk, to me
it tells me all kinds of ****
like you have two new E-Mails
It's good to know I have inherited millions
but I think
my computer talks such ****
I think one day I will take it back
but 12 months is not over today
apparently
so it is not going back today.

I like the way it says the word, Paul
most sensuous
Still, it needs to go back
or will end up with all the others in my hall
and never talk anymore.

If I said, no more, apparently that would be a double negative
COOL  *******.

In
the
Order
of THINGs
you need an essential mind
to
understand things
ipsofacto.

Hang my shell
on that there tree
and before you do
let me say this to you
some one said
he knows
he knows nothing
but in nothing he really knows.

I did want to say I love you
But hello Poetry                            I do                                                    
Thank you all for your comments

And a very Merry Christmas from me to you


*** Paul :-)

People say
my poems
are *******
well
if you will
give this monkey
a pen and paper
what
else can a poor boy
do!

Spring has now Sprung
there's no going back
cannot be repacked back in the box
forward and onwards
summer will come
as I drift into old age
my mind blinks
I forget what day it is
rely on my smart phone to tell me things
and now the ******* thing speaks
it's on days like this
I ask myself things
and hope my phone will reply.

Easy for me to say
where did I leave my head
but yesterday
when my head had gone
I would not have known
what the question was
ipso-facto
so that is what that was.

All the women I have met
made me sleep
on the left side on the bed
now for years
this bothered me
for I did not know why
but after meeting a samurai
I know well
sleeping on the left
leaves your sword hand free.

P    O    W.

Dropped my mind
into my mother's mangel
Slushpuppy
my empty head went on
thought of things I did not know
or never said
leavers move rocks
rocks roll


Brain freeze

P@ul.

Got out of bed
lifting my limp wristed head
out of it's cradle
standing up at full height
fell over just missing the cupboard.

Like candy floss man
sugar for my head
hyper now
as I slip into supper surreal dreams
some times, I do not know
which way is uppermost
or if I am in bed or awake
all in the head man
so how can you tell me if i am wrong
or if it's real

you think this how Alice felt down the rabbit hole
but my dreams a more confusing
am I mad
or just thinking I am
or am I alright
just another night
think surreal super dreams.

Sit around with a crowed around
I,m not lonely
but people talk around me
now I feel lonely
for I feel them shut me out
if I say to them something controversal
they cut me out
if I say something knowing
they block me out
So now
I will play
my
trump card!

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.

On your toes
nose bleed
comfort feed
tishyou in the bin
balance again
on my toes
**** that ******* hurts
just whipe my feet
less pain no gain
try again
hard skin
dipped in morphine
**** no more balance
wear are my toes
dose alice know
Balance
is not a thing to talk about
for balance just is.

But if not
I am dreams
I am you feeling your own soul
I am creative
like you have never known
I slip from moods like that
so **** the all off
but I am still human
and my words are not
for my words are expression
and from this day to that
I do not know
how they will fall out
all I do
is put them on a page
and sort of colour it up
giving emotion
that maybe
you did not have
but the best
would be to make you cry.

While my body does sleep
my mind races on
it can go
anywhere it likes
it sounds
it feels
it takes me to
places I do not like
it takes me up
it brings me down
and in in these supernatural dreams
I know
I am not dead at all
and then my alarm goes    O   F   FF!!!!

Left hand stopped and, I told myself, what is this.
Naver stop doing that beat
for this woman is a lady.

but maybe this
will tell a lot maybe
but then she will go away
and in my dreams will become
wholesome
your more than a wish
just maybe


P@ul.

Being punch and falling to my knees
I was winded
I did not see you pick me up
out of the darkness i saw you
a beauty that was sure
you held me back out of that fight
all I could do was look at you
your beauty a woman
that was black.

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!

Remember
the good life you had for years
when it turns upside down
Don't let it.      Get you down
think of those that are the same as you
hold them dear today
hug's and kisses
I've been through April showers
winds that blow so cold
standing in the road
directing traffic to the places to go
and turn there mind's upside down
in doing so.


P@ul. ***.

As we slip
into December
just wanted to be the first

To be wishing
all yours well
in the new universe
that we
all know so well
is yours and mine
parts different in-between
and that's
all we see different

have h@ppy

LoVe P@ul.

In a fight inside my mind
my one self
becomes blind
to what is, what was, and what has become
dollar a day only goes so far
and that makes me feel so bad
for the woman I love
but if she loves me she will just have to get over IT.