"humphy" poems
My lambs wool jumper.
My merciless mind goes traipsing through my time bank of bad memories.
Other people's bad management, misuses from my past .
Coming from nowhere. Coming from everywhere.
The memories just keep on coming .
My brothers . My mother . My father . And my sister.
Not a nice memory . Not a nice word form me.
Egregious individuals. And a devastating pack .
Three letters came one school morning.
I was six and my brothers a little older
The postman posted three brown envelopes
All a little weighty .
With a little bit of money .
We all three got a sixpence.
We all three got a letter.
So unexpected. A complete surprise!
The excitement of a letter.
The two older boys got theirs from God .
They were good boys .
Mine came from the devil .
I was a bad boy .
I was a humphy backit wee nyaff .
In writing . From the devil .
But thought I was a lovely boy .
Big brown eyes brown hair and dimples .
I never felt bad .
I never sought danger or conflict.
But I was .
In the middle of a battlefield.
Theirs .
You are a bad boy . I am a good boy .
You are being a sook . I am being a good boy .
You always want attention. I am an ill boy.
You always show us up . I am a funny boy .
You are stupid and lazy . You are trying to break this boy .
There I was as their swords flew and I battled their rages.
In my armour.
Made from my grandmothers soft wool jumper .
So soft and gentle and protective .
She let me choose the soft lambs wool.
It wasn't jaggy .
It didn't irritate.
It wasn’t abrasive.
And she made up the cost .
With every stitch .
She stitched with love .
With love for me .
Her boy!
The battle rages on inside .
The shell shocked boy now a man .
Still wrapped in the warmth of his gran.
And her protective lambs wool jumper.
Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 6:05 PM UTC
Humphy dumphy ************
weak dragging, ******** ******** trucker
**** muffin, lined with ****** butter
stupid ******* weak-assed, ******* cutter
Lame ol, stinkin, piece of ****
ganky nasty, rubber ****
******* idiot, lame brained, twit
*** biscuit, putrid, ***** ditz
******* ***** and ******* tool
is that *** or is that drool?
**** wipe, and *** ******* fool
brain dipped, at low end, of the pool
So many ways to align a slur
**** ******* this, or a-fuckin sure
munchin his, or her own, fur
I'm just a swearing, connoisseur
I have swore more, than ever written down
words and more, a high pitched sound
a scream, a yell, and finger high
you know the gist, to you, from I
Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 2:56 PM UTC