Illegal Love Of 1947


I sit in my cell,
Thinking about my sin,
Wondering what I have done,
Thinking about him,
I sit on my own.
***
I stand by the window,
Thinking what is love really,
Wondering what could have been done,
Thinking what is reality,
I stand by myself.
***
I love a man,
Thinking what is wrong,
Wondering what society has done,
Thinking why love is gone,
I love on my own.

Time Moves


Autumn leaves on Summer trees,
Honey bees on Autumn leaves,
Time moves on so we might see,
those honey bees on Autumn leaves,
and Autumn leaves on Summer trees,
When we wake tomorrow.

Alternative Facts


We live in a time,
Filled with opinion not fact,
Filled with fantasy not news,
Where WordPress depresses,
And claims to be views.
***
We are closer to war,
Believing alternative facts,
Believing alternative news,
The rumour mill,
And the next daily sleuth.
***
Where are we going,
When alternative news becomes fact,
When alternative fact becomes news,
Are we lining our destruction,
Pulling the pin, lightning the fuse.
***
Is it not our right,
To believe alternative facts,
To believe alternative news,
Spreading our world,
Sharing our views.
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Rights have responsibility,
Like teaching real facts,
Like dispelling fake news,
So be responsible and teach,
But not just your views.

Time, Just Stand Still


I am the youngest I will ever be,
Yet the oldest I have ever seemed,
Stop the clock now,
And let time stand still.

For he is the reason,
Life is never dull,
But sometimes I need,
The clock to stop,
And time to leave me be.

But he marches on,
Tick by tock
And tock by tick,
Endlessly marching to the metronome.

So cherish the time,
Because tomorrow as with now,
You will be the youngest you ever were,
But the oldest you have ever been.

PeskyPoetry: An Anthology


25. Christmas Thanks


Thank you all,
For another year,
Of reading my attempt,
To spread Christmas cheer,
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The next week,
Will be new year,
So please keep reading,
The last countdown here.
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All that’s left,
Is for me to say,
Merry Christmas to you,
Happy New Year on the way.

What I Would Give


You could recite python,
Without missing a beat,
Make me smile,
From cheek to cheek,
Put me in stitches,
For over a week,
And say you love me,
As big as the street,
Now what I would give,
To hear goodnight one last time.

You could make eggs,
With a runny yoke,
Find the right time,
To tell the perfect joke,
Tried to fix things,
Or just give them a poke,
And say I love you,
As big as you know,
Now what I would give,
To say goodnight one last time.