"dogger" poems
***** dai the dogger,
went searching thro the woods,
with hope of voyeurism,
or ********* if he could,
sound of heavy breathing,
saw shadows through the trees,
a man was standing up,
woman on her knees.
they noticed dai was watching,
a dogger with a bone,
would you like to join us,
if we take you home?
*** show and a *********
***** dai's delight,
they led him to a carpark,
in darkness of the night,
we don't live very far,
our house is near caerphilly,
lady did'nt say much,
her partners name was billy.
snuggled up in bed,
dai's pants off,
so was billy's,
then dai shot through the window.....
cos both of them had willy's.
Feb 27, 2010
Feb 27, 2010 at 1:40 AM UTC
Can Helen
come out to play?
Benny asked her mother
I expect so Benny
she's just getting her breakfast
want to come in
and wait for her?
Ok
he said
so they walked along
the dark passage
and into the sitting room
where Helen was sitting
at a large table
with her siblings
and baby in a high-chair
I got up late
Helen said
Benny sat in
an armchair
by the fireplace
no rush
got all day
he said
want to go
to Camberwell Green?
He added
Camberwell Green?
Her mother said
that's a bit of a way Benny
she said
not too far
he said
only a short bus ride
I go a lot
to the cinema
what are you going
to do there?
Her mother asked
look at some shops
and I can show Helen
the hospital
I was born in
he said
Helen looked
at her mother hesitantly
can I go?
She asked
well as it's Benny
and I think he's ok
but be careful
of the roads
and strange men
her mother said
she went out
to the kitchen
Helen looked at Benny
is it far?
No not far
short bus ride
he said
he watched Helen
and her siblings eat
and looked around the room
there was a homely feel
about the room
and a smell of cooking
and past dinners
and washing hanging
by the fire
on a clotheshorse
a radio was playing music
the baby was playing
with its food
in a bowl
Helen looked over at him
can we get an ice-cream
while we're out?
I expect we can
he said smiling
Helen finished her breakfast
and went to
the kitchen/ bathroom
to wash and change
Benny watched
the other kids
and listened to the radio
and the fishing forecasts
about Dogger Bank
and other places
gazing at the other kids'
jammy faces.
Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 2:31 AM UTC
MAKING LOVE TO THE SHIPPING FORECAST
now rising rapidly…
very rapidly.
you veering - I backing
“It”
goes from being
moderate to good!
our severe gale becomes
violent storm
hurricane force…imminent
you give me a 12 out of ten then
sleep caresses our bodies
the slight seas of our dreams
the Shipping Forecast
talks to itself
tells the table
tells the shelf
the room incantated
by its soothing sounds
the room filling up
with its beloved
words
this the now
becoming Monday
“Humber…Dogger…Fisher…Lundy!”
Apr 26, 2023
Apr 26, 2023 at 6:22 PM UTC