Tag Archives: poets

You Followed Me

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.

While Out Walking In A Maze

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

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

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.