Monday, November 17, 2014

My Wife is the Written Word

My wife is my most constant companion
To turn away from her would be a crime
My wife worries when I don’t spare the time
She knows I’ve ideas to fill a canyon

My wife is someone worth doing right by
The fact that she’s never left me is proof
My wife is the voice of reason and truth
She’s the one to whom I can never lie

My wife’s the voice that wants me to succeed
She knows when I’m happy, angry or blue
My wife speaks of imagination true
And she’s the only one I’ll ever need

Of a true queen, my wife wears a gold crown
And in return I’ll never let her down


Completed 17th November 2014

Monday, October 6, 2014

Roaring Twenties

Making real money for the first time
Studying at the university
Turning a passion into a degree
Welcome freedom – to not will be a crime

Meeting up with friends; Jump into the car
Eat pizza, drink beer, watch TV all night
Saving up money for a car that’s right
Go for a driver’s license to go far

Traveling around - so many things to see
Moving out of home into your own place
Finding for the first time a warm embrace
Deciding what you really want to be

Now’s the time: So don’t muck it like a dunce
Because you only get to do it once


6th October 2014

Monday, September 29, 2014

Payday

 My bank account has swelled greatly today
Just in time: I was through with being broke
But the drought is over; I have my pay
And with it my freedom I shall evoke
With this cash, I’ll get myself out of debt
I’ll go on ebay and a spending spree
I’ll buy tickets for a trip on a jet
For I finally have time to spend on me
I can meet my friends for drinks at the bar
I can purchase food for another week
I can now put petrol into my car
I can indulge in a life lot less bleak

The day ends: Goodbye to being wealthy
Hello to thirteen days of misery


29th September 2014

Monday, September 22, 2014

Man on a Park Bench

On a bench in the park sits an aged man
Looking wise; traveled; no more than fifty
Wearing a blue and white shirt with pants tan
Looking of experience and weary

Clearly he’s led a long life. Where’s he been?
What stories can he tell? Is he alone?
Does he have friends? What wonders has he seen?
And where is he going? Has he a home?

He looks up to the sky, his eyes seeking
But the evening looms: Soon it will be dark
He ascends from the bench with joints creaking
Leaning on his cane he departs the park

With a stride purposeful and colossal
He heads across the street to a brothel


22nd September 2014

Monday, September 15, 2014

Car Stereo

Welcome to my car. Welcome to my turf
Just go with it for you don’t get a say
Am I in control, Nowhere else on earth
And I determine what music will play
I play what I like. What I don’t I skip
Doesn’t matter if you like it or not
So don’t complain or give me any lip
No voice, Being a passenger you’ve got
I don’t care how long a song’s length may take
This is called tolerance so suck it up
The journey torturous. So does it make
I’m in the boss chair and won’t give it up

So I drive alone with a CD new
I just wish someone else would like it too


15th September 2014

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

An ode to Ico

Favorite game? Ico. On the PS2
No joke: you’ve heard exactly what I’ve said
Not for me Portal, Halo and Wow too

No, give me a lad with horns on his head
Who meets a princess in a big fortress
Who can open doors and make black shapes dead

Both doomed to die: A fate to readdress
So an escape Ico and Yorda plan
Hand in hand through the castle they progress

Contending with: puzzles, solved as they can
And bashing, with a wood stick, black shadows
And, worse of all, Yorda’s attention span

Under bloom lightening the game flows
Showing Legend of Zelda how it’s done
Along with a loneliness this game knows

Oh Ico, you poor selling ball of fun
Father of Shadow of the Colossus
Now on the PS3 for everyone
Ico: Who does so much more with so less
Who proudly passes the ‘game as art’ test
And a real tear jerker I must confess

Yes, my favorite game’s Ico. It’s the best!
Mood, emotion: There’s nothing quite like it.
Even though it’s one big long escort quest


25th July 2014

Monday, June 23, 2014

Childhood Lost

These words are for that deplorable creep
Who shook my childhood right to the core
Who chased after me like a predator
Who inspired nightmares that made me weep

You made me terrified to hear your voice
You made me frightened of where shadows lurk
You told me to keep quiet - with a smirk
You took away from me my sense of choice

You still came even when I said never
This is for when I sat alone in tears
For the pain that still taints my adult years
And for my dreams left ruined forever

But now, all of those dreams will be remade
With the hefty cheque that the tabloids paid


23rd June 2014

Monday, June 16, 2014

Goddess

A soft touch that sends shivers down my spine
A cascade of the purest golden hair
A voice that speaks with a melody fine

A soul that doesn’t judge – why should she care?
A presence that makes me drop all my fears
A warm embrace she only wants to share

The chaos and confusion; her kiss clears
Words are spoken in whispers like a breeze
And whatever doubt I have disappears


16th June 2014

Monday, June 9, 2014

Pretend Girlfriend

We meet up on a regular basis
We greet each other with smiles glowing
She likes to ask how my day is going
And never hesitates to plant a kiss
She knows what I like and talks about it
Her presence picks me up when I feel bad
She’s sympathetic when I’m feeling sad
And she finds much enjoyment in my wit
It’s for her I lower my defences
I see the real her; she sees the real me
I embrace her comfort, warmth and beauty
As her presence fulfils all my senses

But we’ve an understanding. Me and her
That what we have will never go further

9th June 2014

Sunday, May 4, 2014

The View from the Friend Zone

I would like to raise my glass to a toast
To the potential left unrealised
To when one’s courage was cut down to size
To those who know which feelings hurt the most
To those who know what others just won’t see
To those who play by the rules and don’t win
To those who knock but are never let in
To those who be what they can never be
To the beautiful flowers that don’t sprout
To progress locked in a permanent halt
To the effort that yielded no result
And to the prison that has no way out

So here’s to a pursuit blind, deaf and dumb
And vindication that will never come


Completed: 4th May 2014

Monday, April 14, 2014

Manifesto of the Determined

My one and only option is success
When my back’s to the wall, I won’t be beat
I’ll achieve something that isn’t defeat
And I won’t settle for anything less
With each and every step I’ll give my all
I’ll tell the obstacles where they can go
Forward is the only way I need to know
I won’t stop until I’ve achieved my goal
I won’t waste time. I will not halt my stride
When things are looking grim I will not crack
I’ll return stronger from any setback
And any nay-sayers should run and hide

Made for me, I will grasp the destiny
Because it won’t keep on waiting for me


14th April 2014

Monday, March 24, 2014

Living Together

Walking home under the same umbrella
Letting her pick out, for me, some new clothes
Helping dealing with an eBay seller
Finding out we like the same TV shows
Having someone watch me play console games
Debating on whose turn it is to cook
Having her people skills to match my brains
Off my shelf; Finding her picking a book
Seeing a YouTube clip that makes us laugh
Singing the same song on the radio
Having together time sharing a bath
Indulging in a bond only we know

Making up a nice hot chocolate for two
Because these are all things that couples do


24th March 2014

Monday, February 24, 2014

Manifesto of the Unhappily Single

I have a goal and I will reach for it
No matter what anyone else may say
To find a life partner I will commit
And nothing’s going to get in my way
I shall become one of the lucky few
I will deem all rejections offending
I’ll have a partner to worship so true
I’ll claim my own fairy tale ending
I will force the world to see my appeal
To this one truth I will make them succumb
I’ll embrace an idea as strong as steel
And determination deaf blind and dumb

But what I want is someplace to call home
Because I just don’t want to be alone


Completed 24th February 2014

Monday, January 27, 2014

Confessions of a Loser

I’m a freak who has no right to exist
I’m the finest dreg of humanity
Even when it’s otherwise I tell me
Escaping this fate? I should not persist
I’m unemployed and unemployable
I inspire people to run away
And for what reasons? They simply won’t say
I only trigger excuses so cruel
I’m a dull, direction lacking, ugly
Forever broke, status quo offending
Nothing but hopeless, not worth defending
Desperate, pitiful, monstrosity

But there’s something for me, you need to do
I need you to know: I have feelings too


27th January 2014