When a tired young lady named Holly
Fell asleep in Lady Molly’s ancient Folly,
A short sighted gardener called Dan,
Being a most careless old man!,
Went and pruned that young lady Holly!
When a Tired Young Lady Named Holly
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All These Fallen Trees
All these fallen trees
Will fertilize the ground.
Do young couples pass
Along the wooded path
And think thoughts profound
Of nature the creator
And of how trees
And fallen leaves
Fertilize the ground?
There Once Was a Young Lady in Waiting
There once was a young lady in waiting
Who, whilst watching the ducks at their mating
Got into very hot water,
While the vicar’s sweet daughter
Dated young men who she didn’t keep waiting …!
Hurricane
It has been blowing a gale here in Crystal Palace/Upper Norwood today. Indeed parts of the UK have suffered much more than we have here in south-east London.
When I went out with my dog Apollo at lunchtime many fallen leaves and some branches littered the woodland path and the pavements.The weather reminded me of this poem of mine.
Kevin
I want to come in.
The din
I make.
The trees I shake.
I awake
the old fear
Of nature wild and near.
People quale indoors.
There is no applause
when the gale doth come.
Animals run
for shelter
helter skelter
seeking release
from the hurricane’s teeth.
The morning brings peace
And trees
Lying amongst fallen leaves.
When I Climbed into My Bed Last Night
When I climbed into my bed last night
I found 2 young women named Miss White.
I said to Miss Jane,
“They have the same name!
And please can you turn out the light”.
Writer’s Block
An old author suffering from writer’s block
Drowned his sorrows in women and hock.
He found sweet delight
In pretty Miss White
But she didn’t cure his writer’s block!
Just Dust
I find my scalp flaking.
Bits of dead skin escaping.
But they are not me
For I am sweet poetry.
Yet my little sun
Shall one day become
Just dust.
There is No Light
There is no light
To brighten the night
As I pass
Along the churchyard path
Just gusting wind
Eternal as the rain.
My Collection Leaving and Other Poems is Available to Purchase in the Bookseller Crow in Crystal Palace SE19
I am pleased to report that my local independent bookshop, Bookseller Crow has kindly agreed to stock my collection Leaving and Other Poems.
Local bookstores play an important role in the community and long may the Bookseller Crow continue to prosper.
You can find out about the Bookseller Crow here https://booksellercrow.co.uk/.
Leaving is also available as a Kindle download and can be found here https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B09R8NG6WQ/
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As I Strolled Home on Valentine’s Day
As I strolled home on Valentine’s day
I met a young lady named Fay.
When I said, “you are divine.
Do say you’ll be my Valentine!”
Fay said, “its extra on Valentine’s day …”.
