Is there anybody out there todya,
Im not all ways hitting teh right kays even thouhg I trya!
Im having a good fday most og the time
but still I hit the wronmg keys except when i rhyme.
It would be nice to share a poems of despair
to satisfy my craving for self pity to share.
Having been rejected by an egotistical poet
who think they all but know it
dare to sahy a few woeds on a friday
about racial abuse, lips sealed
on the professional football field!
Still up the the Sea Gulls today
for Gus Poyet
I never hurt will get
by verbal abuse
in this society
but please have some sobriety
Look in 'November'
November when what or who
You got me looking in stars signs for November
Scorpio, Sagittarius are the one ones remember
Please, give me a clue as to where to look
as it may be the inspiration for a good book
Forget it! It has sunk without trace.
Just like a ship caught in a typhoon,
Or like the Atlantic Convoys lost too soon
because of their fateful rendezvous.
We remember them all you know we do
We count the cost
in lives lost.
i was lucky to miss the boat
To all lost souls I devote
These few words.
You didn’t miss the boat!
We’ve managed to stay afloat.
No matter where we are,
We’re under a lucky star.
We may flounder, we may dive,
Perhaps we’re lucky to be alive.
We were happy and content
But peace is from heaven sent.
Those visitors from below
Who live by a fiery glow,
Visit from time to time,
Indeed, write a clever rhyme,
But not knowing what they seek
Are bored after just one week!
Back they then will go,
To bask in that red hot glow!
But for those we may befriend
The lifeboat we will send.