My dozens of followers (okay - my very few) have probably seen this poem already on my Twitter feed from when I posted it last month. But hell - there's no harm posting it again on the actual blog. With the lingering smell of a US presidential election filling the air (which I imagine is a mixture of BBQ sauce and gunpowder) , I felt it was only fair to post a political poem to celebrate the occasion. A rather satirical look on it, but you can probably tell, I don't rate political leaders highly....
I’ll devote all of my remaining years Sputtering lies you’d want to hear With old clichés that’ll endear Me to your worthless hearts. I’ll act antibacterial clean, Keep the posh and penniless keen And suffocate what shan’t be seen. These lips dare not impart The treachery, the mulled treason, The cabinet gossip of the season Or half a single goddamn reason For things I’ll do and have done. And with all I’ve learnt from my BSc And my stint in the school’s debating team I’ll decide what should and shouldn’t be As my word is second to none. So come! Be leashed and follow me Through creeks and coves of uncertainty. Bow down onto a soiled knee For your undependable son. Did you enjoy this poem? Then why not check out my other poems here. And if you're feeling very generous, please do give this a like and a share on Facebook or Twitter. It'll warm my cockles it would.
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Better believe it.... Sorry for my prolonged absence and lack of posting on here. I wanted to take a few weeks away form this, write some more poems (ones which are worth sharing), meeting up with mates and....playing FIFA 17.
To make up for this, I'll be posting some of my favourite poems I've written over the past month. Here's one I want to share because it ties in splendidly well with today :) Hope you enjoy! You nuzzled into my fresh stubble Whilst remnants of hardened toffee Nested in the crack of your lips. Our eyes following the flares heading sky bound Until our necks jarred back, upon crackled impact. But then the late autumn frost Took grasp of our spines Sending them into numb spasm. We drew to the conclusion That now as the hour to perhaps retreat To the warmth indoors. |
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