Following a night of great drunkenness and debauch
I found a young lady on my porch.
Her name it was Lou
And she’d lost a shoe.
I wonder, was she part of my debauch?
Following a night of great drunkenness and debauch
I found a young lady on my porch.
Her name it was Lou
And she’d lost a shoe.
I wonder, was she part of my debauch?
So girlie and innocent
In your fearful fascination
With the big snake
In the aquarium.
You took my hand
In that public place.
Such girl-like innocence
And our lost grace.
In the moment
There’s the mad thrust
Of unthinking lust.
But after pleasure
Come thoughts of dust.
In the morning, after a night of sinning
With a group of most beautiful young women,
I met vicar Glynn,
Who condemned my sin.
But his young wife just couldn’t stop grinning!
I found 2 young ladies in red
Waiting in my fine old double bed.
They said, “we are Coral
And are both very moral”.
Dear reader, that is what they said …
I am delighted to announce that a number of my poems have been included in “The Croydon Poetry Hour Anthology”, 2022/2023, https://www.lulu.com/shop/croydon-poets/croydon-poe-try-hour-anthology-20222023/paperback/product-v8r7e94.html?q=croydonpoetry+hour+2022%2F2023&page=1&pageSize=4
Among the poems included are:
“I Scent the Early Summer Air”,
“As I Drink My Red Wine”,,
“How Sweet and Sad Was the Bird”
And “In Early December”.
In Early December
In early December
November’s leaves still adorn
The woodland lawn.
Man’s pattern is made
In light and shade
And the gardener’s rake
Rakes all leaves.
When I said to a girl called Lou
“Let us pretend that I’m married to you”.
And she said, you are always out drinking!
And at my girlfriends you are forever winking!”.
I said, “Lou, when did I marry you!”
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It being the first of November, I thought that I would post one of my favourite poems, my November Guest by Robert Frost.
Frost was a New England poet. However, given that he spent some time in England and was friends with the English poet Edward Thomas, I think we English can also lay claim to Frost’s wonderful poetry. No brickbats from my American readers for laying claim to Robert Frost please!
You can find My November Guest in Frost’s A Boy’s Will.