You followed me into the bedroom
Bringing with you
The merest hint of perfume.
You stood there
Wholly unaware,
Chatting of what? I do not recollect.
Slim and near.
Respect for a long friendship held me
tight.
Or maybe
Fear.
I did not speak that night.
Me reading my poem ‘Under the Stars’ on Soundcloud.
I have uploaded ‘Autumn Breeze’ and ‘The Dark’ to my Soundcloud page.
I have uploaded 9 new poems to my Soundcloud page, all of which can be found below.
I write for you I hardly know.
Let it be so
Though you may go
And find
My rhyme.
But that, I do not know.
Lost in a girl’s eyes
A poet dies
In midnight sighs,
Yet in love’s dance,
Perchance, a poem is born
While out walking in a maze
A young lady did my poems praise.
She called me “sweet honey”,
And when she asked me for money,
I said, “the cattle they peacefully graze!”.
When a corpse being conveyed in a hearse
Composed a poem all in free verse,
An undertaker named Heather
Said, “you are extremely clever,
But I really don’t like free verse!”.
A young lady whose name is Beth
Went out seeking for Death,
But Death, finding her attentions intrusive,
Became very elusive,
So she’s ancient, and searching for Death.
I spend much of my time
Composing in rhyme,
But do not therefore curse
Free verse,
For sometimes that shoe
Will do
Very well,
While to force a rhyme
(where no rhyme should be)
Is to mangle poetry.
