I used to break the ice at parties
Last night
All i managed to do
Was break a grandfather clock
Christmas tree decoration
In my attempt
To physically demonstrate
How time flies
Unfortunately
The person
I threw it to
Didn't catch it
I then looked on in horror
As did the audience
Who witnessed
Both time flying
And time standing still
As the grandfather clock
Christmas tree decoration
Fell to the floor
And broke into a million pieces
Leaving
Just the remnants of time
Scattered
I played with time, and lost
Time to go

by Jemia

Yesterday
As i took my
My ******* to the bins
I discovered
Much to my surprise
A supermassive black hole
Had appeared on my doorstep
Accompanied by
A variety of galaxies
Exo planets
And star forming regions
Thinking on my feet
I thought this will save me
Walking to the bin
And thence
Threw all my *******
Into the supermassive black hole
Wondering
If this may perhaps
Be a possible solution
To off-loading all the crap
That's currently around us
So maybe NASA
Could design
A giant supermassive space dump truck
Head it towards the black hole
And voila, or eureka
A tidy planet
And act like a plug to the black hole
Thus saving us
From being ****** in
Several billion years from now
Well i do like
To think outside the box....

by Jemia

Silent Night
I know
What is awaiting me
Whilst i'm enjoying
Whilst it's here
The moment
The noise
Of company
And entertainment
The chit chat
That come Christmas week
All that will remain
Is the white noise
Of silence
As i will
Experience the quietude
Of the days
And nights ahead
And festive memories
Of Christmas pasts
And silent nights

by Jemia

The Mad Elf
Many years ago
In a land
Far, far away
Lived an elf
Who was secretly
Gay
Sometimes this made her
Happy
Sometimes this made her
Sad
But most of the time
She ate other elves
Because she was
Quite, quite
Mad
She ate them
For breakfast
She ate them
For lunch
And sometimes inbetween
She had an elvish brunch
She ate them for tea
With a side serving of brie
And also for dinner
But rarely after that
And they made her less thinner
Then one fine sunny
Snowy, rainy, dry, wet, day
She saw her reflection
In a rambling talkative brook
And realised
Upon a second look
That she was in fact
A troll

by Jemia

I wonder if vampires
***, or poo
With so much quaffing
Of claret, or blood
If they bite me
My blood may be
Either honey Mead
Or Vindaloo
Flavour
Which could turn them
Kind of funny
And not much to savour
Fang you very much

by Jemia

So many people
Seem to refer to me
As he
With no malicious intent
I know
It's just my voice
No voice training
Because of heart stuff
So became a priority of choice
Perhaps
If i cut out my tongue
And thus be mute
I wouldn't be defined
By my voice
but this wouldn't be
Particularly cute
Every time though
I hear myself called he
My heart sinks
Into a wayward, silent misery
My big bang
Would be
When i have the voice
Of my heart, and soul
Which is she
Meanwhile
I shall have to survive
The Cosmic Dark Ages
In which to thrive

by Jemia

A mostly good day
And evening
A triad
Of Christmas reasoning

The first, i invited a friend
I cooked an Christmas dinner
It came together
Nice meal, that wouldn't make us thinner!

Then the zoom
Christmas charity blast
Had fun with a quiz
In which i came last!

Then whisked myself off in a taxi
For more fun, and frolics
To the acting shebang xmas do
Smoked a joint en route, then talked *******!

It's now gone 3am
In the morn
Recovered my head
From a passing unicorn......

by Jemia