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655 · Jan 2013
If I had a Rocket!
Paul Hardwick Jan 2013
If I had a Rocket!
then that milkey way
                                        i eat last night
                                                 will have to watch out
                                  for it's self
                As I blast off past mars.
655 · Sep 2015
Head Bang Triplet.
Paul Hardwick Sep 2015
O no not again
feel the Rock'n'Roll
come up from my knees
exploding within my head
here we go again
expressing harder times
in my head
has to come rushing out
beating in my brains within my mind
like a truck
Comes right out
like a phycodellick gargle
spilling out on the page.

:-)'

P@ul.
Head Bang Skull Candy series 4   P@ul.
653 · Apr 2013
Oh! my what a day!
Paul Hardwick Apr 2013
This morning I did wake to see
the sun shinning on me
and that made me feel good
so I pulled jeans on, a T- shirt
which had a picture of  Jimmy Hendrix on

Got going after pushing tea toast down my neck
which also made me feel good
got the flymo out, to meet and greet the locals, as i cut the lawns
no sign of storms which on this day was mind storming
sky's of blue sun shinning was quite mind blowing.
Might add more to this one as i think of it, yes it's Paul and i do this ****.
653 · Sep 2015
P o P !
Paul Hardwick Sep 2015
Pop words
Pop play
Pop was
Pop and go
Pop in
Pop out
Pop far out man
POP aRt if you do not think that right just ask Andy Warhol
Pop dead
Pop is still alive now just watch ads on TV
Pop down the shops
Pop in a pin, on the internet

with love my

P O P  P ets
True but the poem above is still surreal

;-)   P@ul.
652 · Nov 2012
Someday words are my own.
Paul Hardwick Nov 2012
in the fine days that i call my own
i find i have been once
all be it all alone
in the light would it change
or would i make the same misstake again
i could have been an artist
could have been serving beer
but i think
this day i would be me.
Lots of you liked this but that still leaves me wondering why!
but thank you one and all,
with regards Paul
652 · Dec 2015
Mov'in.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2015
Moving across the country
in to the midnight sun
arrived at a party
now some were ******
others still whole
when a man almost a shadow
gave me his card
I said ******* ref
your not going to catch me no
not this
midnight rider.
P@ul.  Happy Christmas All, Lot's of Love P@ul.
651 · Nov 2012
Bl ue Fuck Y O U.
Paul Hardwick Nov 2012
Blue sat down
never to rise today
only to be the same
just sat feeling blue
hey man what is your name
o yes
my name is blue!
Yes most, do not understand me for i am surreal.
651 · Dec 2012
I formed a band.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2012
the joke shop man has lots of gags
the boys formed a band
then never looked back
as they driffread  for miles
john got addicted to coke
and the band begain to grow
and driftted for miles
we do what we do
and why do we do it
I do not not know
but we do every day
when Mr peters parrot say's HELLO
Then yo know
it time to go.
Dizzey memorys
649 · Dec 2011
Christmas
Paul Hardwick Dec 2011
I got in to a bit of a rant today, with my brother.

Politics are *******.
They do nothing at all.
For the people that need it.
Weather big or small.

We all need money.
Thats what they always say.
Pay this, pay that.
And look forward to Christmas Day.

What if people can not afford this.
What of there day.
Politics forgets them.
And moves on its way.

And what of banks.
Bonuses they pay.
To the one, whom has ****** up.
So he goes on holiday.

Maybe.
I might be wrong.
But what the **** is money.
And do we need it?

Seems to me.
whatever race, ethnicity.
We all are the same.
We all need love.
Paul Hardwick Apr 2014
Poem 1
Well I do
for think I met a lemon today.

Poem 2*
That lemon lollipop
did sure chill my brains
B  R  A  I  N   F  R  E   E  Z.
646 · May 2015
I want a hat.
Paul Hardwick May 2015
I want a hat
to top myself off
so to the hatters did call
he measured me up
and gave me a price.

Hats come very pricy
so listen to my advice
if you want to get a hat
then get ahead.
True story     P@ul.
643 · Jan 2017
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  ***.
642 · Jul 2014
After my last MIR scan.
Paul Hardwick Jul 2014
Nurse link me up
to all those pipes hit me with them tubes
pump that radiation into my arm
start up you washing machine
set to spin dry
where have you gone
say something, say anything
Mr Hardwick lay still
well not very reassuring but you are still there
that is good enough for me for now
then that robot voice
breath in when you are asked and hold
hold on to what my thought
machine whirls
and i pass through that black hole
then the radiation kick in
now feeling a warm rush from my head to my toe
and what is that taste in my mouth
have just wee my self
then it was all over
nurse took the needles from my arm
told to get dress
nurse in soft tones
said do not go to any disco's tonight
why i ask
man you will glow in the dark.
true story   P@ul
641 · Jan 2013
Sit Sat.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2013
Sit
      sat down
                       he did not want to
                       but this day
                       he        
                       knew
he had           Satting to do.
640 · Nov 2016
One D. A. Y.
Paul Hardwick Nov 2016
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.

P@ul.
True story ***.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2013
A toad sat on stool
remembering  all of the things
he miss understood
in his life before
he felt like now
Go again spike my dreams
I am just a toad
I do not matter any how
I am just this toad of toad HALL.

At that time just span out
right out of this world
well seamed like that to me
then i meet you
looking for a good place like me to run
and I Called you home.

And I just stood
for I will never know your name
and maybe you not mine
but i whsh
I did for you are one soul that god loves
Su I will not ask.
639 · Feb 2012
14th Feb. eeeeeeeeeemm
Paul Hardwick Feb 2012
O where has the love gone.
The love I so cherished.
The sweat.
The sweet smile.
Warm embrace.
Misplace smile on your face.
The nod the wink.
Or that look in your eye.
That tells me I am wrong.
The look that catches my breath.
And scarers me half to death.
Princess where has that love gone?

For when we met you in the 60’s.
It was love on that road.
I had hair, and love and *****.
Such a heavy load.

O where has the love gone.
637 · Mar 2015
Funkadelic.
Paul Hardwick Mar 2015
Hear all the guitars
hear the words
i still remember when saw your face
think that day
I feel in love with you
I am so confused
I can't believe this is true
the way your smelled
makes my heart melt
fear as cripples me inside
so funkadelic
it's the way you
walked into the room
stood by at the bar
scented up my leg
winked at me and smiled
done me in
mess with my funkadelic brain
I winked back
you giggled
just wanted to kiss you there
and hold you
feel your presence
see how close you are to my heart
Just another Funkadelic Dream.
goosing my own mind here    True            P@ul.
636 · Dec 2012
F ell FALLED.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2012
Fell                        FALLED

T
  H
    R
     O
       U
        G
         H

The floor
landed on his knees
and did think             OW NO
                                     HERE I GO Again.
I just know you are all going to hate me for this, but I do not give a ****.
Paul
633 · Mar 2014
Poem for Cindy.
Paul Hardwick Mar 2014
sail by that north star
that is you today
that is what  think you are
what is you to me
but I know where you are
and navigate
by the north star.
Thank you Cindy for being just you Good friend P@ul
632 · Jul 2015
WE L i v e .
Paul Hardwick Jul 2015
We live on a mountain
that is made up of our mind
and from the top
we see all
from above the clouds
we feel god
way up in the thin air
and if, I stand on tip toes
I can see my house from there     :-).
True story     L  O  v  E     P@ul.
631 · May 2015
My mind is plastered.
Paul Hardwick May 2015
Fractured it
thinking just words
so need help plastering it up
so tell me now
communicate with me
just how shall i wrap it
do I need a nurse
who take a strange apple off a tree
already think her mind has gone
how she concentrates
on the job to be done
but it dose not help
hurt like hell
nurse sally
please let me wrap it myself
for you are falling
out off the apple tree
tomorrow will find the ground
then find yourself
and will be gone.
Here we come, true story  P@ul.
630 · Aug 2013
If I WAS.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2013
Why then am, I NOT
what I was
and why I am like I am
my own words
I am not
Feeling the people

So the beat goes on.

I just am, so my breath goes on
I can dance, and shimmy a little
well on a good day, and maybe wiggle
but as the days go on
my heart goes on.

and the beat changes.

For that WAS is NOT there any more
all I have is what
I think so
if you do not agree say so.

AND that was me              If I         W                 A                S.
630 · Jun 2013
Till I meet you.
Paul Hardwick Jun 2013
I see the sun come over the edge
and past the valley threw
sun growing mother earth
it was only then i thought of you
but woman i am a man of the wind
so do not go looking over your shoulder
for before I past you by
and now you just get older.
628 · Jan 2014
As I drift outside my head.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2014
As I drift outside my head
                                   I know my mind becomes closed
                                                     TO who I AM            and all enclosed
My shoulders becomes head
my mind dreams
of nothing
other than what it has been
and gone before
I see lizards
that become wizards
dam I am a sleep again.

are these
dreams yours
or mine?
Surreal 22
628 · Apr 2014
A wish.
Paul Hardwick Apr 2014
Why WO,man
are you not like me
for when I hold your ****
do you not feel like I do
and when my hand
3rd fingers
presses your *******

You know.
it is good but what
What do known
FOR I AM JUST A MAN.
627 · Feb 2012
And your starter for 10.
Paul Hardwick Feb 2012
Your starter for ten.
Is give me a P Tom!
Well worth a try!
627 · Jan 2012
PPP's
Paul Hardwick Jan 2012
Poetry people pastime
producing pleasant poems positively
preparing pleasant productive
pleasurable peaces
PHA's permanently

Paul
627 · Mar 2012
Betty and I
Paul Hardwick Mar 2012
Betty and I went, just for the weekend.
To Bournmoth.
Spent an hour cleaning oil off the sea gulls.
Don’t think we will go again.
627 · Aug 2015
Brain C e ll s.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2015
I want to talk about brain cells
when you see that flash in your eye
thats you bouncing off the cell walls
and it's die'in
and god knows I have lots of those
and in the brain will never be replaced
for after 22 you brain starts die'in
but some good news
I am much more wiser than I ever was before
if I can remember what it was
did you see that flash
it just happened again.
True story      P@ul.
627 · Dec 2013
When I smoke the weed.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2013
Time does not bother me no more
and love is what it is
seams to me on a distant shore
time has just become
What it should be
But life can pass you by
Life seams as if in backwards
seams as it has stopped
but there is still movement
on my shore
maybe love exists

When I smoke the **** then maybe I am not sure.
Could be called Mary Jane.      :-)
Paul Hardwick Jul 2013
Summer had gone
before I looked around
then seeing you
you made me feel not bad
as your eyes looked at
I realize, nothing is new
and as a wizard i spell that right
been told to add Z ZZZZZZZZZ ZZZZZzxzzzzz's more
But there is more, letters, I love more, than you, but something took you from me.
more than spoons, and covering your face, which i still see in grace the grace of you.


and now you know my name
this man
I like
to call PAUL .
PS. yes you, kim, and I will make you a princess of the sky, and sky, tell her story to the wind.

Also, on a good day to the stars.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2012
The night santa sack burst, for all my friends and poets
and please remember my life is in your hands.

Santa took off that day as he always did
not noticing the stiching of his sack was loose
casting presents as he went even santa did not see them fall
Boys got dolls
Girls got astro toys

Santa got back after a long night, after the eleve told him, put his hands on his head
and said.        OK man sorry that was my bag man.

Have a fab Christmas all and happy holidays from this man whom is called PAUL  ***
624 · Jul 2014
Knights Trip.
Paul Hardwick Jul 2014
Sitting on his white horse
did feel his mind slip
and at that did fall off
hit the sand
with pain and puff
his leg broke right off
bouncing up into the surf
and swim away
from his now disconnected brain
he lay and did pray
Jesus
now I need you
to fix my leg
and make it swim back
so i can have two feet
dear knight
jesus did say
how can I do that
your leg
has already swam a mile
another 400 yards
and your leg will be in Guinness Book OF Records.
Surreal poem 53    P@ul
623 · Jan 2012
Witch 10 words
Paul Hardwick Jan 2012
If I could spell.
Then I would be a WIZARD.
622 · May 2013
Summer.
Paul Hardwick May 2013
The summer held it s breath
the winter looked the same as if never gone

then i saw the flower that was you.............Yes I saw you
coming back to me
as you never had before
and the summer was long
all lick dreams a feeling inside me
I nused my body so woman please
Shake wake me up please
For tomorrow i dream.
Answers please, on a post card.
621 · Jan 2012
In the morning
Paul Hardwick Jan 2012
In the morning, I have to go back to work.
Wear my uniform, crisp white shirt.
Smart black trousers, polish my boots.

Wiping the breakfast from my tie.
Putting on my hi vis coat.
Always get a lump in my throat.

Never know what I may have to do.
Our father which are in heven.
Help me through this day.

Keep me and other safe this day.
Dear God, that is all I have to say.
See you sunday then I will pray.
620 · Feb 2012
Clocks.
Paul Hardwick Feb 2012
Clocks do not tock.
They just.
Tick tick away.
Said to tell us of death.
Warnings of no more breath.
But I still say.
Clocks do not tock.
They just tick away.
618 · Aug 2012
Computer head.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2012
I wish yes me
that upgrading my mind
was as easy as upgrading my computer
pull out the old chips
pop in the new
i would get an infinity chip
don't know about you
it would make my thoughts fantastic
and girls yes
i would always have the words to say
so i am off to have a look on e buyer
well you never know
i might find one today!
thought of this today while upgrading my computer.
616 · Aug 2012
lady in the blue dress.
Paul Hardwick Aug 2012
I met this girl
at a party to this day
i do not know
who she was
she ran her fingers up my neck
and instantly i did not know
who i was
her eye looked so deep in mine
it seamed to affect my mind
lady in the blue silk dress
my mind is yours
summers past till i met her again
but i had to resist her
for i was not the man she had know before
my life had moved on
and my soul was united
616 · Mar 2012
Egg on my face.
Paul Hardwick Mar 2012
Words are like woodworm.
In my brain,              see there they are again.
          Eat through my brain.

BUT!!!!!!

Can I type quick.
           NO, would be the answer to this.

BUT!!!!! wait a minuete lets see.

                I dreamed of pink eggs.
           I balanced.
       And had my blue days.
  Even went over the edge.

Poems I like an egg stain on my face.
                                                                         If you wipe it.
                                                               It still will not go away.
                                                                  That is why I love it.
616 · Mar 2012
Ology?
Paul Hardwick Mar 2012
Today I watch a program.
On the BBC.
They where asking questions
On words that ended in ology.
I found very difficult.
To answer more than three.

Although campanology rang a bell.

So I ask this question.
To the BBC.
Is there an ology for everything.
The BBCologist.
Then came back to me.
The poemologist.

And said I think there just might be.
614 · Sep 2014
My tech phobia
Paul Hardwick Sep 2014
Seam like
My tech phobia
in this neck of this wood
is not street scene
just has not been
what it should

I woke up this morning
sniff a few flowers
and went back to sleep

But clear as day
I said it all
and would say it again

I can not help that,

that is me.
Poem 2
P@ul and if offend you on the way forgive me.
613 · Oct 2012
Lemon.
Paul Hardwick Oct 2012
Lemon is
a bit of fruit cake
sourly    sitting    on    the    side
                     ­                                      of the plate

and to   s  o  u  r   for me
613 · Jan 2016
SMOG.
Paul Hardwick Jan 2016
Its takes up your breath
makes your lungs hurt
you feel it in your chest
you can take a breath
but you can leave that outside
it will not burn your lungs
if you you outside
and you are in

Me I am who I am
and you are well you
( this will never be an easy ride).

lets dancing, in a dream of my life
I see her there
swinging her hips
I am singing

Everybody needs a ***** for pillow
by all I have is SMOG.
P@ul.
612 · Dec 2013
Pride and Passion.
Paul Hardwick Dec 2013
I remember the night
I meet you.

You where my pride and passion.

We met on
the seafront at scarbrough.
the sky was blue
you said that my eye's
shone like pearl's.

You where my pride and passion
on that night.
612 · Apr 2012
Ping and Pong.
Paul Hardwick Apr 2012
Ping:              Past to Pong.
Pong:      Ow my turn now      is it.

Ping:              *******     yes it is!

Pong:             So swearing is the     game now.

Ping:              Just get on with     it.

Pong:             Just will  not     be put off.

Ping:              That was a good      move.

Pong:             Ping gained the       point.
612 · May 2012
Pressures.
Paul Hardwick May 2012
The pressures of life got to me today
You do you do'not
You will you wont
you say you will but wont
The flesh of your bones
Only one option tonight
I am just me
'I can only be
Paul Hardwick Aug 2012
what colour is grey
is it a colour
i see it monochrome
so it can not be a colour
standing in all it greyness all alone
colours are vibrant
sort of bounce around
so to me grey is not a colour
but what is it?
611 · Aug 2014
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.
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