Author Archives: aprettykettleofpoetry

Pouring out this year’s Xmas Speciallifting up glasses to read this year’s nominationsin rhyming alphabetical orderLet’s do the do, you the you. The list was too longso let’s cut to the quick.Pour that Xmas Special, Normand we’ll write the list in no time, give us me specs. The family, the friends.The Christmases past that forever …

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Clock hands jump hours like feet.No one keeps up with time flying.Buskers grab pennies droppingand I’m just wondering whying. Fall asleep and wake up to another daycos that’s the beauty of being here.Just hoping tomorrow will staylong enough to keep hearts beating, very dear. Been on holiday and away from workwhich is what it’s all …

Continue reading “You Tubers (The World’s your Oyster Card)”

Don’t feel part of this world.Light a fag and swirl off into space and swirling smoke.Nah, can’t be botheredbut got a psychedelic wheel when an angel spoke.

Don’t ever doubt my love for you.Sing those romantic songs cos I wrote them.Broke down for you, felt them from the heart.Every flower, every stem. Troubles come and troubles go.People come and people go.In moments when all seems lost and stands still,I’ll love you and always will.

That was quite a kissthat would last decadesunder a night sky no one could missunless blind or so unromantic it fades. How a heart gets bloody.How the anatomy of cruelty rules.How someone can seeand then change into a leader of fools. Your name was on my lips,now a name in infamy.When the tipping point tipslove …

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So, we got into scrapes.Arguments that weren’t even worth discussing.If we had an ounce of sense,we would have let it lie from birth. We made sure we were different.At loggerheads for the sake of it.What happened baby? Being stubborn?Or just well into it? So, I’ll carry on drinking.Carry on thinking.Making obvious rhymes.Playing innocent to obvious …

Continue reading “Poem about love on day Christine Mc Vie died”

They came in with the tide, from a shipwreck and an old seadog’s cry:So ingrained, they became grains of sand by and by.Hidden in an hourglass, so sky-highthey got lost back in time, my oh my. An exotic head with a black glass-eyewas buried so deep any tear would drybefore it had a chance to …

Continue reading “The Complete Collection of Lies”

There are lots of moments you should have been there.Moments we would have laughed about something someone said or did.Some place that would have been to shareOr, if not, to be told where it was hid. Now, nostalgia is very easy to print and bind or download and save that very day.Moments the brain’s lowly-paid …

Continue reading “On the brink of a blink”

All records had been broken.Anyone who had ever sung or played was to be forgotten.Police enquiries and sleeve notes had shown their muscle and brawn.No more copyright rights. Any artistic spirit would be released to the state born.