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.
***
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.
***
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.
***
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.
***
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.

Depression


There is something,
Heavy and dark,
It is highly populated,
Yet not understood,
Unmapped. Busy but silent,
Noisy but mute,
You scream like the others,
But nobody looks,
Nobody notices,
It feels like nobody cares,
This is the cloudiness,
That never fails.
***
But don’t listen to it,
I have been there with you,
Suffered the same,
And known the shame,
People are here,
Willing to listen,
Willing to notice,
If you only let them, It won’t win,
When you have people behind you,
So if you need an ear,
Just shout me near,
And I will help you,
Any way I can.

Dyslexia Is A Blessing Not A Curse


Dyslexia has been a blessing not a curse.
It has made me infinitely better not worse.
I see the world beyond the words.
And feel the life beyond the verse.
My language skills are not reversed.
And although my spellings look diverse.
My knowledge of the language is not inverse.

My Love For You


My love for you has only grown,
Over the years and over the miles,
I have never stopped loving you.
My heart has been yours,
Since we first said hello,
Since you first let me know.
And after all this time,
You will understand,
The way my heart demands.
Some would have given up,
And some think I’m silly,
But I still love you.
My heart calls for you,
And sings continually,
I Love You…

What’s In A Name


A name holds the key,
To another persons ID,
The information you need,
If you want to succeed,
A way to know someone,
Out of a crowed of everyone,
And importantly it’s you,
When you are asked who,
And to me it denotes,
I’m the Pesky Poet.

You Are Wonderful


Hey you there,
Yes you,
With eyes on this page.
You are special,
Don’t forget,
That you are loved today.
You are wonderful,
You are,
And don’t listen to naysayers.
You are amazing,
It’s true,
My work lives through you.
There is only,
One you,
Live as the true you.
I am blessed,
With love,
That you read my work.

Thank you. Xxx

I Left A Part Of Me On The West Coast


No matter how cold,
Or how harsh the weather,
Even with the midges,
And the quiet shelter,
The west coast calls me.

Between the rocks,
Hidden in the glens,
Waiting to be found,
Are all the people,
That make up the coast.

No matter the hustle,
And the inevitable bustle,
Of each city around,
There is a calm waiting,
Up on the west coast.

Where the people are friendly,
And the towns are few,
Where the lines with nature,
Are all but blurred,
You will find a peaceful life.

And when you have gone,
You will wish to go back,
Knowing forever more,
You will have left a part of you,
Up on the west coast.

Achmelvich Bay


There is a bay,
Miles away,
Over the hills,
And down the braes,
In the Highlands,
A world away.
***
Where the sun,
Wind and rain,
Falls in a one,
All in a day,
On the beach,
Of Achmelvich bay.

Love For The Now


We wait for love,
Until we can wait no more,
We don’t look at what we’ve got,
Instead we look for what could be in store.
***
Life is simpler,
If you love what you have,
And don’t think about what you want,
But be content in the now and thank for the tomorrow.
***
Grab your friends,
Remind them you are there,
You will love them no matter what,
And will never be unreachable when they need you most.

I’ll Watch Over You


(c) In Shade , The Caterpillar Shivered, 2019

You may not see me,
My presence may not be obvious,
It may feel like I’m not there,
But I’ll always watch over you.
***
In shade or in sun,
When you’re bored or having fun,
It may be blowing a storm,
And I’ll be watching over you.
***
As you sleep in your bed,
Resting your weary head,
Laying there dreaming of what’s ahead,
I’ll be watching over you.
***
And when the day is done,
The sun has been and gone,
There’s no-one left for fun,
I’ll watch over you.

With Friends


(c) Friends, The Caterpillar Shivered, 2019

There are days we walk alone,
Quiet with no-one to speak to,
They seem to go on-and-on,
Like an never ending issue.
***
Those days are few,
Thanks to you,
We walk together,
Whatever the weather.
***
There are days we feel lonely,
No-one here but our thoughts,
And we doubt ourselves loudly,
And judge ourselves lots.
***
But you come along,
And we sing a song,
I’m not alone,
When you are home.
***
There are days we are sad,
The world keeps us blue,
Everything seems so dark,
And all we need is a spark.
***
That spark is you,
A friend who shines through,
With you my sadness ends,
Everything is better with friends.

Big Bug BBQ


(c) Caterpillar BBQ, The Caterpillar Shivered, 2019

Every Sunday in the park,
We all get together,
Run around and play games,
And have fun with one another.
***
And as hunger sets in,
Out comes the grill,
And everyone has a thrill,
At the Big Bug BBQ.

Do The Caterpillar


(c) Practicing With Shadows, The Caterpillar Shivered, 2019

Shuffle to the left,
Shuffle to the right,
Ruffle the cabbage,
And take a big bite.
***
Curl up from the cold,
And hide away for the night,
Avoid the birds,
And the bats that bite.
***
And when you grow up,
Wrap yourself up high,
Dangle from a twig,
And wait to take flight.

What Could be Better Than Now?


You know that point,
That wonderful felling,
No matter how quick,
No matter how fleeting.
*
The sensation of happiness,
coated in uncertainty,
One of the few times,
It’s left to Heisenberg.
*
Where the blood moves quick,
But the brain is stumped,
All in an instant you know its correct,
But in that time its questioned.
*
How did I get here?
Where do I go now?
Will the path ever be clear?
From here on out?
*
But you push those questions off,
Just to bask in the joy of the moment,
The warmth of the happiness,
The joy of that instant,
But you always question,
*
What could be better than now???

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.

Migraine


It starts off like a trickle,
A flick of the light,
A trick of the eye,
A bit of the blind,
The it hits like a brick,
Right at the back of the head,
The throbbing,
The light,
The wishing for death,
But after a while,
It all goes away,
The pain subsides,
The brain relaxes,
The main is over,
Next is the mood,
It’s up so high,
It’s down so low,
It’s all over the place,
Not knowing where to go,
And all that is left,
Is feeling drained,
That is my attacks,
Of a migraine.

My ABCz


After so much time,
Building a poetry profile,
Chances are I’ve written enough,
Done my fair share worthwhile,
Even when times were tough,
For a novice to write,
Gives a sense of pride,
Helping create my highlights,
Impressing those where I bide,
Just the thought of a challenge,
Keeps me writing all night,
Like an eagle with talons,
Makes me want to take flight,
No-one said it’d be easy,
Only that it’d be fun,
Playing with words like breezy,
Quenches me when I’m done,
Right when I wan’t to stop,
Seems to be the perfect time to start,
To write something that pops,
Until the sky is dark,
Verging on the redundant,
With the chance of being bad,
Xerographically showing what is abundant,
Yearning to make you glad,
Zooming me forward.

Today I Thought Of You


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

Cherry Blossom


The trees are heavy,
Blowing in the wind,
The ground changes,
A shade of pink.
***
The trees shed their spring coat,
And leave sprinkle their colour,
Over the paths and the roads,
Signalling the middle of spring.
***
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


Below is a preview of PeskyPoetry: An Anthology¬†available now as paperback and eBook on amazon. I’m looking for people to review the book for me… If you like my poetry would you mind buying a copy and writing a review on amazon.

Many Thanks,
The PeskyPoet

Bumbling Bumble Bee


Spring is here,
The air is warm,
And comes along,
The Bumbling Bumble Bee.
***
As flower open,
Gardens bloom,
Comes to play,
The Bumbling Bumble Bee.
***
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.
***
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.
***
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.