Tuesday, 3 April 2018

Letters

There's a great big moon that's shining
Through the dark and trees,
There's an angel and a butterfly
Who have bored me to my knees.
There's a sink that's full of dishes
And some wishes and a bin,
And a basin full of nothing
For me to keep my troubles in.
There's a carpet and a pleasure
And a near one and a miss,
And a bowl of warm spaghetti
And a fridge that used to hiss.
There's a rainbow and a message
And a mission and a book,
And a brand new set of telescopes
Through which we used to look.
There's a pink one and a blue one
And a silly waste of time,
And a nutshell and a Marmaduke
And the distant smell of lime.
There are seven yellow flowers
And sixteen purple bells,
And a brand new set of Hula-hoops
And disinfectant smells.
There are Wednesdays and new wheelie-bins
And some pockets and a noise,
And some tiny yellow sandals
That are fit for girls and boys.
There is nothing but a feeling
And a forgotten thing or two
In the memory of letters
That once I sent to you.

Sunday, 11 February 2018

Edith Jump

Edith went to Birmingham
Edith went to France,
Edith met a polar bear
Who taught her how to dance.

She danced a little Tango
She danced the Boogaloo,
She danced the foxtrot
Then she came
Waltzing back to you.

Sunday, 4 February 2018

In the middle of Lidl

In the middle of Lidl you can buy a blue hat,
And a set of pink forks and a coat for a cat.
You can buy some green slippers or some bits for a drill,
You can buy some big bowls or some buckets to fill.
There are magnetic lights and boxes of logs
And bright purple collars for foxes or dogs.

In the middle of Lidl there are packets of screws,
There are scarves and pyjamas and working men's shoes.
There are jackets and maps and cutlery trays,
Umbrellas and wellies for rainy, wet days.
There are glue sticks and books and a pulse oximeter,
Six patch work quilts and an oil fire heater.

In the middle of Lidl there are t-shirts and toys,
There are headphones and speakers and drums for more noise.
There are helmets for skiing and all purpose mats,
There are soft, cuddly teddies stuffed rhinos and rats.
There are hot water bottles and bright fairy wings,
There are rows upon rows of peculiar things.

In the middle of Lidl there are fountains and floats
And pairs of pink leggings for fashionable goats.
There are green kites and anchors and traps for a fly,
And blue crochet Leprechauns six pencils high.
There are dice that can tell you what's right and what's wrong
And a pump-up pink mattress that's two metres long.

In the middle of Lidl you can get a new phone,
And lots of strange things that are perfect to own.
There are books filled with paper and pens for a poet,
And things you have needed when you didn't even know it.
So get out your money and then follow me,
To the middle of Lidl, where I'm sure you'll agree.
There is something for everyone, even for you,
In the middle of Lidl your dreams will come true.


Monday, 29 January 2018

A Little Bit Scary

You know it's a little bit scary
When it's dark and you wake up at night,
And you hear a strange sound like a monster
And a ghostly noise gives you a fright.

When it's dark and you're sleeping in bed
And a skeleton touches your skin,
Or you're lying and watching the shadows
And you think you hear zombies come in.

Yes, it's always a little bit scary
And it's easy to get a bad fright,
When the whole house is silently and sleeping
And you're lying awake in the night.



Thursday, 25 January 2018

Lovely words

Curmudgeon is a lovely word
Though I don't know what it means,
I think maybe that it's a dog
Who doesn't like baked beans.
Another word I really love
Is existentialist,
Which I was told
Is the seventh thing
Upon a Christmas list.

Some other words that I have heard
That always make me smile,
Are pompous and bombastic
And another's anglophile.
I don't know what they mean of course
But that doesn't really matter,
I love the way they leave my tongue
When they ricochet and splatter.

My brother says his favourite word
Is anachronistically,
And both of us we think it means
To never disagree.
I like the word epitome
And I love to say gazumped
And I also like the way it feels
When I say that something slumped.
I love the word Rhinosaurus
And I love the word usurp,
And I love to use some silly words
Like twit and bottom-burp.

I love the sound of Euripides
Emancipation and absurd
And I think egalitarian
Is a type of yellow bird.
Yes I have lots of favourites
Though I also love the rest,
But what about you,
My reading friend,
Is there a word you love the best?




Sunday, 8 October 2017

Bouncy Hopper.

I've got a bouncy hopper
My sister's got one too,
Mine is bright bright pink
And my sister's is bright blue
She's also got a football
And she's got a pair of jeans
She's got a little action man
And a box of magazines.

We had a bouncy hopper race
Up the garden hill and back,
And all we ever wanted
Was a willow and a sack.
I won the race, I won the race
But my sister didn't mind,
She always wins at football
And at treating people kind.

Leaves

When they're gone
they're gone for good,
But you can always love them.
All the leaves
Fall as they should,
With the bright blue skies above them.