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Rhianecdote Nov 2015
I'm zoned
Brains foggy
Can't even hold a conversation
With those closest to me
All this vocabulary
And I've run out of things to say
So I just talk ****
To fill the silence for a bit
But I can't be arsed
I quit
How bout you take over for a sec
Cause it's not just my responsibility
To remain enthusiastic
Asterisk
*having or showing intense and eager enjoyment, interest, or approval
Yeah,that's effort
haven't felt that way for a while
and I won't force it
So you speak
And maybe I'll listen
If it's not more of the same
Look up once or twice
If you say my name
Get annoyed that I'm in a stupor
Don't be so vain!
Can't you see it's just my brain
No one's home
It's nodded off again
I'm in The nil zone
But What can I say
I'm prone!
I won't pretend
Its a Shame
You're not entertained
but this Influx of Hormones
Got me feelin like being alone today
Hand me some chocolate
And some dumbed down TV
Oh ****! Just my luck I've given up dairy!
No ***** to give, I'm gettin none today
Just my luck I'm feelin hella *****
And my boyfriends away
But **** it, I'm tired anyway
Frustration got me in disarray
******* Sun! I didn't see you today
It's gloomy, I'm angry, I'm stressed
Call the A team
Here comes Mr P.M.T and Mrs P.M.S
Pamella  Dec 2014
Flower Girl
Pamella Dec 2014
Flowers are a woman's best friend:
even as the petals wither,
just as a woman's body does,
the core still remains,
beautiful and as vibrant as ever.

-PMT
Entry no. 6: Flower Girl

May you bloom as the darling buds of May.
Pamella  Dec 2014
Hello!
Pamella Dec 2014
Two vowels
one word,
two eyes
one world.

"Hello", you said,
as you caught me blushing
under a cherry blossom tree

Little did we know
that it was the start;
cupid's arrow went straight through my heart
Because darling, I knew,
you'll take my hand
and take the world in two's.

-PMT
Entry no. 1: Hello!

Everything starts at hello. So as I thought I should. I hope you, yes you, lovely stranger, would come and take an adventure with me. And it all starts with this. (And the follow button perhaps - I am totally new to this thing). Thank you.
Pamella  Dec 2014
Body Poetry
Pamella Dec 2014
Writing is the way to my existence:
what my heart beats for,
my lips kiss,
my mind thinks,
my skin craves,
and my soul hungers for,
I make known
through words
that my pen bleeds
to write across
your skin made of paper.

- PMT
Entry no. 7: Body Poetry.

Actions through words.
betterdays  Jul 2014
ditzy me
betterdays Jul 2014
a quick word for paula lee
and  pamela rae
members of
the ditzy is as ditzy does club
may i join you ladies fair

my applicatory action
took place this morning
while labouring under distraction
i washed my husbands(a chippie) workwear
with cat's chicken flavoured kibble

it is now out drying on the line
with a row of cat's divine
staring at the brown streaked
grime in nose wrinkling adoration.

so ladies i think i made the cut
and can become a fully fledg-ed
member of this club refined
of absent mindedness defined....
(i plead pmt ...
intelligence in, sharp decline)
what say you..
iz true...will have to let them dry
scrape of the muck and start again.
Paul Hardwick Jul 2012
Does batgirl
between you and me
suffer form PMT.
Love the . period at the end there now that is art.
Paul
Pamella  Dec 2014
Missing You
Pamella Dec 2014
It is not the amount of time shared
the amout of tears shed,
or the laughter lines that embed:
it is the cold, demeaning dread
that encircles my head
whenever our time together
ends.

- PMT
Entry no. 2: Missing You.

To the significant people you and I miss.
Pamella  Dec 2014
Loving Solitude
Pamella Dec 2014
I am in love with the beauty of solitude:
it is in the quiet where we hear
the loudest of cries
and the thunderous of roars.

- PMT
Entry no. 5: Loving Solitude.

Perfect for alone time. Thank you, stranger.
Pamella Dec 2014
There are two sides of goodbye:

Good, as to
"It was good seeing you."

And bye, as to
"But I must go."

- PMT
Entry no. 4: Good Side, Bye Side.

Goodbye has always been the easiest farewell but the hardest hello. Tell me what you think, stranger.
Micheal Wolf Jan 2013
Not today you ******* thing
Two days early it isn't fair!
Mother natures evil work
I'm like a grenade waiting to go off
My stomach aches burning hot
Don't speak or ask me what is wrong
I'm a woman you ***** it's obvious!
Give me a hug x No don't touch me now!
For I'm the moody PMT cow
I love you I hate you god your a man
But next week I'll want you if your still around
Pamella  May 2015
Sundaze
Pamella May 2015
Of bright mornings
and scorching beds
Your body lays
unmoved and spent
  
Rarely do you stay for coffee
but it's past 8 am
and still
you're here beside me.

Nothing is more amazing
than Sunday mornings spent
with your happy, sleeping face
nestled against my *******.

- PMT
Entry no. 8: Sundaze. It's a Tuesday in the country I'm in, but feels like a Sunday, so there.

A long overdue poem, I must say. Summer time has come, and so my veins sweat to write words to be shared through here. Have a nice morning (or evening) to you, stranger.
Paul Hardwick Feb 2012
Love sat on my left.
Best on my right.
Just knew it was going to be a bad night.

“And how I was right”.

Best said, while eating bread, shall we order now?
YES, Yes, Iove said, think I fancy tomatoes.
Really I said. ...     tomatoes!

“Yes love said”.

“**** me I said”.

There you go again.
“Love Said”
Well I thought you do not like tomatoes.

How do you know what I like?
Love said you never pay me attention anymore.
We are out in a restaurant I said.

“And what that mean!     Love said.
******* hate PMT just trying to my Best.
Is that just me?

— The End —