Friday Poetry Corner - Awaiting on You All

[AlfredJPruffock]

She Said - I know what its like to be Dead
She Said - I know what it is to be Sad

And your making me feel
Like Ive never been born

[Drewster]

It's rustic, innit?

Ah! An Agricultural work..........
Just heft a large lump of tulip over the fence with brute force....

In that case Bravo! A masterpiece of understated nuances a true tour de force!

[Churchill]

Mmmmmmmm doesn't scan very well does it?
I think you've got the essentials in there - but a little more time spent of presentation wouldn't go amiss!

It's rustic, innit?

[Drewster]

"It's Friday, pub's open, enough said!"

Mmmmmmmm doesn't scan very well does it?
I think you've got the essentials in there - but a little more time spent of presentation wouldn't go amiss!

[Churchill]

"It's Friday, pub's open, enough said!"

[n5gooner]

“Children of the world, we'll do it, with song and dance and innocent bliss, and the soft caress of a loving kiss, we'll do it.”

[Bagpuss]

Michael you loved the kids a little too much
they suffered in your lustful clutch
You wrote some hits that much is true
but some nice ditties should not excuse you
You were a freak you were a nut
its harsh to say or least to put
I'm not sorry a child abuser is dead

[AlfredJPruffock]

Just think!

Some night the Stars will gleam

Upon a cold, grey stone,
And trace a name with silver beam,
And lo! ’twill be your own.


That night is speeding on to greet
Your epitaphic rhyme.
You life is but a little beat
Within the heart of Time.


A little gain, a little pain,
A laugh, lest you may moan;
A little blame, a little fame

A star-gleam on a stone.