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I know, late again for #household, I'll catch up at some point I promise. There was a clock, as old as he, it had been loosing time, in the same way he'd loose his teeth, or forget a word or rhyme.
I could say I'm 40 years young but I'd be lying My youthful times are done and dusted, the years are flying Yes I could paint my teeth five shades lighter Would that really make me feel better, if...
Peg is the name of the lady that washes my clothes at the laundromat . Her hard bleached hands match her wind blasted face charred by broken veins and too much frowning.
I want to stay like this as long as I can. I want to look and be like I am. Today tomorrow and forever. I want to stay young, grow old. Never!. I want to be as young and wild as I am today.
They say as you get older You're gonna get wise Don't listen to them people They're telling you lies Old folks they sit On an old chair Mumbling as if Nobody is there They rev up their...
#household There are tales known in the east Of a serpent living long ago, A fire breathing, scaly beast That made these rugged slopes his home.
I may well be getting old. A little past my prime. But I kick against the pricks. And I do it all the time. I get a little achy. And my body feels the pace. But I've got my rebel's spirit.
This is the second poem in the series, I hope you get what I am trying to put over in the first one and this. Coochy coochy coo Come to Daddy. Who's daddy's little princess.
I don't want to live until I'm 100 If it means fading out with a lonely last breath I'd rather cop it out ravin' 70yrs young and misbehavin' On a concoction of mind twistin' meths At a push perhaps...
I cycled on a misty morn Down a country lane Thinking over what I'd lost And what I had to gain.
My get up and go, Just got up and went. I had some this morning, But now its just spent. A sign of my age some of you say, Two fingers. Up yours. I've the devil to pay.
Remember those times when you were little and you wished you were a grown up. I can remember how I would fantasize about all the cool adult things I would get to do. I regret that everyday.
Dear Son, I remember when I hugged you close; Rocked away your fears, Sang and held you through the night, Kissed away your tears. So easy to fix any pain, That often befalls the young.
As a young boy, he is full of out of the ordinary and the ocean is his invisible friend And he would smile as he cried and pretended to drink sunflowers He is an artist at work with his tub of...
No use knocking Now the door has been closed, You took your citrus bite As was supposed. You fell asleep For a thousand years Like Sleeping Beauty Only many more tears.
I have a solar panel Fixed upon my skull It powers a sex machine One that's never dull. When I see a combover I can't help but grin Especially when it's horizontal In an unforgiving wind.
Lie down and listen to your darling heart: The fat beats of life, Are they further apart. Geometry of blood In veined, vital wrist Does patterned pulse Ever so slightly desist.
A kind old man Came yesterday Gave me water But walked away I stared at him As he turned his heel No thanks I spoke How must he feel.
Many years since we first met Many fears and some regret. Through it all we've been together Sharing our life has been my pleasure.
#household It wasn't really beautiful, It was just a normal day, But I suppose it was, Because I met you that way, A smile is how it started, In stolen, hidden glance, That's when you saw me, And...
I've got one bollock that's bigger than the other It's never really caused me any bother. They are my twins and I like them equally They flop about when I go for a pee.
#household She bursts onto stage, full of the love of performing loving the audience who're loving her, Whirling, twirling, singing of her hopes and dreams, a three act play before her.
#householdchallenge #paint He had to pause to catch his breath halfway up the stair. A rueful smile crossed his lips as he rested there. Cheerful cries from yesteryear go bounding past his knee.
I am old and I want so desperately to change, I lived my life and played my games. I have climbed the greasy corporate ladder, I have done some things bad and badder. I loved and lost and loved again.