Torn


Torn in two by the heart I own,
For the soil of my homeland,
And the sand of my love land.
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Blue skies and sun pull me one way,
The ones I love and love me pull me another,
Oh how to choose whether to stay or go.

Ode to Friday


Has anyone ever stopped to think,
How a Friday both is good and stinks.
It starts the weekend and resting,
But all best laid plans end up festering.
You put your feet up and have a drink,
And then you close your eyes and blink.
When you awake it’s Monday again,
Signalling for another week to begin.
Do not fret on the new week in the end,
Because in five days there will be another weekend.

Field Of F#@k$


I plant my seeds with great care,
And lay my time down everywhere,
Make time to love and share,
And foster growth in my field there.
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Sadly the crop doesn’t grow,
No-one sees and no-one knows,
Around my feet nothing moves,
No fucks are growing beneath my shoes.
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Not for lack of want or care,
I can’t find a fuck anywhere,
Not a care in the air,
I don’t have a fuck to share.
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My field of fucks is running barron,
Due to many years of caring,
I would not want to keep carrying,
Other people’s wants and burdens.
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So when you ask for a fuck from me,
There is nothing in my fuck tree,
Try next season and we will see,
If a fuck will grow for you and me.

Another Reminder Your Not There


When I see the news,
It reminds me,
When I visit the shops,
It reminds me,
Fathers day,
Another reminder,
Family packs,
Without the father,
Advertising emails,
For father and son,
Another sting,
Now that your gone.

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.
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For he is the reason,
Life is never dull,
But sometimes I need,
The clock to stop,
And time to leave me be.
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But he marches on,
Tick by tock,
And tock by tick,
Endlessly marching to the metronome.
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So cherish the time,
Because tomorrow as with now,
You will be the youngest you ever were,
But the oldest you have ever been.

Te Amo


Te amo my morning sun,
I love you my evening light,
The first thing I think about in the morning,
The final thing I think about at night.

Screaming Heart


This heart screams and yells in pain,
For that someone to take it in,
It knows who that someone is,
And knows it cannot be his.
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Still it screams and yells in pain,
Till  someday it will be taken in,
It knows that will not be him,
But still it sits and waits for him.

Look Around You


Look around at all you can see,
Somewhere out there do you see me?
You are there in all do,
Let me be there in everything you do,
You are there when I need you,
Let me be there when you need me,
Open your heart to me,
As I have opened my heart to you.

Today I Thought Of You


I thought of you today,
That is nothing new,
But I cannot tell you.
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You were always there,
And I never knew,
How much I’d miss you.
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So in the words you loved,
Life’s a piece of shit,
When you look at it.
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Without you here,
I’ll live by your ways,
And enjoy my life.

A Year Since


So that’s it,
Your gone and not coming back,
A year feels so long,
And yet it’s also gone,
I cherish the moments,
And smile at the memories,
Knowing that I can’t call you,
Or just pop round for a tea,
You will be missed,
Not forgotten,
And most of all,
You will continue in me.

Memories Lost In Time


When a memory is sharp,
It cuts like a blade,
When a memory is new,
It feels like it will never leave,
Time passes as normal,
And the memory wains,
Time never stalls,
And the memory weakens,
Till the memory looses meaning,
And seems to stop stinging,
Before long people forget,
And loose the reasons.

Cherry Blossom


The trees are heavy,
Blowing in the wind,
The ground changes,
A shade of pink.
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The trees shed their spring coat,
And leave sprinkle their colour,
Over the paths and the roads,
Signalling the middle of spring.
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Look around now,
And cherish the sight,
All the wonder,
Of Cherry Blossom.

Little Laidback Ladybug


Sat on a rock,
At the height of the day,
Is a little spotty friend,
Whiling the time away,
Just waiting for aphids,
To chew upon,
It rests and waits,
For dinner to come,
It’s alliteral little laidback ladybug.

PeskyPoetry: An Anthology


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The PeskyPoet

Bumbling Bumble Bee


Spring is here,
The air is warm,
And comes along,
The Bumbling Bumble Bee.
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As flower open,
Gardens bloom,
Comes to play,
The Bumbling Bumble Bee.
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It’s known hum,
And happy sway,
As it flies,
The Bumbling Bumble Bee .

Our Lady of Paris


She has stood the test of time,
A sight for all who visit.
A mainstay of masonry,
A standing of french missionary,
Now she crumbles to the ground.
Reclaimed by time and land,
Today we stand with the French,
Hurting round the world as one.
She flickers in the red and amber,
lighting up the Paris skyline,
Where she once stood so prominent.
So long, our lady,
We cry.

Springtime has Come


The air is still cold,
As is the granite,
The ground still frosty,
In the morning sun,
But it is clear to see,
From the buds on the trees,
That spring has finally come.
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The fields are green,
As are the trees,
The sheep have lambed,
Out in the land,
You can clearly hear,
From the noise out there,
That spring has finally sprung.
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The trees are budding,
As are the tulips,
The flowers are growing,
Out in the garden,
You can clearly smell,
From the pollen out there,
That spring has just begun.

100th Follower


I’ve hit the number,
It’s high for me.
100 Followers,
Now read me.
Thank you all,
For choosing here.
For reading what,
I have to share.
Nothing I say,
Can convey,
My thanks to you today.

It’s My Birthday


It’s my birthday,
Don’t you know,
Happy Birthday,
Here I go,
Another year,
Older not wiser,
And the wheels,
On my life,
Go round and round.

Search For Meaning


Are the curtains blue,
For my mood is too,
Are the leaves green,
To to show my pain,
How about the carpet,
Is grey my expression,
Meaning hidden in texts,
Are often overstated,
And rarely proven,
To actually exist.

PeskyPoetry: An Anthology


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Word Poetry Day: English Language


One Hundred And Seventy One Thousand Four Hundred and Seventy Six,
English words to choose from in day to day life,
Most are obsolete, such as Groak and Brabble,
There are many that sounds pretentious and obnoxious,
But then there are our day to day words,
So have a humdinger of a day,
Go out and have a glass of soothing medicament,
And add to your lexicon,
To improve your colloquy.

 

World Poetry Day: International Language


Poetry is an internationally understood language,
Each country with it’s own variant,
Some sung, some spoken and some hidden.
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Every person feels it differently,
And no two people hear the same,
We all experience it our own way.
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Take this time to think about poetry,
That one poem that made you feel sad,
And that one poem that made you glad.
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We use poetry to remember those passed,
And to immortalise things in the past,
Or we use it just as a way to have a laugh.
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Celebrate the world of poetry today,
Read something new and share it,
And please have a Happy World Poetry Day.

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.
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I stand by the window,
Thinking what is love really,
Wondering what could have been done,
Thinking what is reality,
I stand by myself.
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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.