Category: Personal

In the roundtrip of life knowledge and honesty gets you complete

Cousin River

In life consider The broads Connecting people Let alone Towns And villages What about the Wherryman Way beyond the Past gone Too fast Although slow Compared to interstellar Travel gently River The way parts To, and from the Locks And in between Make what you Will Happen it right Beware low tide Less you get…
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Don’t Keep me in Suspenders

Into the coop I went Cheese, crackers and chocolate laden I left To the car Hi undie Norwich bound In suspenders To the social Where The Black Dog Fest Began and ended And kept on going 3/4 set dry mouth song Was that wrong Or right Nevertheless it took might On stage without Fright or…
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Ekphrastic Poetry – What Am I?

The Happiest Moment Is realising Who you are When you see Yourself As you know yourself If the beast within Is not A feast For your thoughts But a mere half full Or half empty Moment Only apologise To yourself. David Robertson 24.04.2026

Code Was ….

Code was King When was code King Back when then And then not yet Code is King now and then The omnipresent King Not one way The code meister says Many ways But only one Right way Which way? The King knows So follow yours

Buffy Hap Poem

Buffy Hap TodayI ‘sposeThose cakesCould be eatWhat?A treatRemain saneWithout mindin the drainUse brainSome brawnYou should knowThe dayYou were born

Right Turn?

Like a foolI followedthis cloudin the skypointing rightI did nothave anadventurenor a frightI found a deadendand turned on myheelas if ona sixpencepiecereturning tothe rightturn placelookingfor a white birdand found none.

Poem for Simon

Snakes & Ladders

Is better than badders Because The danger is stranger These days like Hey Zeus In the Manger Like a hanger On the ball In the sitting hall

Petal Beach

Dollar bills and Giant Peaches

I saw my Mum today,Like every two days,We chatted about,Black birds with yellow bills,I asked if they were,Dollar bills,She just looked at me,We talked about some,Other stuff,Secret stuff,Like about respecting,One’s enemy,And keeping a cool,head,Like an aircon engineer,I remember my mum when I was about 4,Feeding my sister,Who was born in,LikeSid knee.Better than Lou Reed,Who Lived…
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Raggy Dolls Poem