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I like to think of my poems as ‘misery with oomph’ taken from observations of life. I use poetry as a way of expressing my personality. I perform at various poetry events in London and have had a few poems published here and there. I am working towards publishing a book… or maybe two.
3 July 2015
Wimbledon I could plot my life Opportunities lost By Wimbledon Indolence won On a hospital tea room ragged seat I could have been with a Friday crowd Having fun being loud But the Men’s Semis Lured me on the TV In 03 Grateful for the difficult sec Who was mightily rude to me as a temp The agency said ‘go home’ Rather than money lost I relished the chance to see The men’s quarter finals In 93 In between I lost interest Tennis bereft Of character And I harped back to...
10 July 2015
Another 'bus home' scenario that make me smile, make me frown, make me want to write it down! Trolley Folly They could be friends Walk at same pace Instead the argue across the aisle ‘I had a hip replacement – nothing wrong with you’ He upright the three wheeled disabled walker updated zimmer man (not Robert but I wrote this poem for you!) A trike strike! ‘I got bad legs’ said the woman with the raffia basket trolley affair (Clang, clang, clang went...