As It Was By Mike Watts

Shower light's still on Cheap coffee's gone Been asked where I've been Can smell Mr Sheen A liner in the bin Pornography's missing Toilet flushes blue Dishcloths are new Crap on the telly Neighbours are nosey Ashtray by the bed Plants have been fed Appetite's returned Supper's burned Balls feel much lighter The future brighter And all in one day What can I say? ... She's back.

Copyright Mike Watts 2009

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Poetry - On Yer Todd By Joe Hakim

I'm the last piece of spaghetti in the jar in the cupboard, I'm the kid picked out by the nit nurse, I'm the unclaimed purse in the cloakroom. I'm the only coin in the Read more...

Poetry - On Patrol in Afghanistan, A Soldier's Tale By Andy Grant

	The call to prayer as dusk falls in The moonlight starts to shine All around fear grows within With the sound of gunfire rounds, The mortar flash the home made bomb The small arms fire afar The dessert night is cold and still Read more...

Poetry - No Practical Skills Required By Mark Walmsley
	Congratulations and well done, on the purchase of your new kit The enclosed easy instructions, will show you how to fit All the packaged items, contained and arranged as seen Will give you years of good use, the best that's ever been Take out the parts from box 'A', and place them on the floor Place bags '1','2','3' and '4' with the hammer and a saw Get yourself a screwdriver, a tape and resin Glue Read more...

Poetry - Lonely Boy By Dayne Coyne
	Suspended in the world of twilit sentiments That flickered dimly through his sad grey eyes Resigned to stagnant future the boy viewed himself As now constrained by fate to tread the aisles That retreat into the past Between the half-forgotten memories Where sorrow's line is cast Read more...

Poetry - The Unhappy Clown By Bronwyn Ellis
	A glance at his reflection before painting on his face, His scarlet smile stretched wide across a pure white, pallid base, The gaudy stripes of colour worn in contrast to his frown, A teardrop in the cornflakes from this poor and saddened clown, A lifetime making others laugh makes humour seem so tragic, The repetitious magic tricks had somewhat lost their magic, Balloons transformed to animals before the children's eyes, Read more...

Poetry - Flag By Laurenceaux

I saw our flag flapping and stuttering against its pole. I saw our flag straining, writhing and contorting in a wind of change. I saw the pole unbending. Dogmatic in its stance, leashing and lashing the flag Read more...

Poetry - Soldier, Farewell By Patrick Henry
	Under the flag he chose to serve, Marching no more down roads aflame, The soldier fallen lies held in where the pall Bearers pass the ranks for his last time. Few words will tell or heal the loss. Bugle notes stand for the unspoken thought. Those nearest share the deepest hurt. Read more...

Poetry - Winter Rain 09 and A Tale of Romance By Phil Pretheroe

	She wore red, always. A dress, floaty. Like it was summer, it was December. She danced, gracefully. Read more...

Poetry - 500 Yards By Mike Watts (Video)

I side step Dog shit A syringe A wounded tampon From some Dirty minge A crushed can On somebody's bonnet Read more...

Poetry - Fall of a House in Ulster By Patrick Henry
	To go across the sea to Northern Ireland, Could mean curtains for you, closing your last day. Thinking to see sunset ablaze along The Lagan, It's your house torched by those wanting you out of the way. Memory of tense times recent in The Troubles, Jogs at sight of boarded windows, from where some had flown, Read more...

Poetry - All To Come By Mike Watts

Amid the intensity Of summer When I meander Through afternoons Chaotic With crowd And colour Read more...

Poetry - The Modern World - Art Girl By Scott Rorrison

	Art girl Innocent retro Art girl: How I've watched In rapt summertime bewilderment The rattle-bump Of your steel framed shopper Careering down 'Grannies Hill';Read more...

Poetry - Lukewarm Water and Loneliness By Laurenceaux

Like water I flow around you giving at every turn, carrying you above the rocks and trying to cushion your life. But water dammed for too long can overflow its banks, Read more...

Poetry - Interpretations By Joe Hakim

This poem is about getting up in the morning getting washed, getting dressed and heading out into the day This poem is about stubbing your toe on the edge of a door This poem is about all the people who are desperate to see you fail Read more...

Poetry - Maybe I'm Just Crazy By Paul England

Maybe I'm just waiting to move on to the next life as thoughts cut through my mind like the mad man with a knife In the darkness of redemption stood the poet with no voice for my youth destroyed my soul Read more...

Poetry - Buy One Get One Free By Mark Walmsley
	Buy now and save with 'splat' you will be utterly amazed Our busty blondes that advertise it, will leave you purely dazed It works wonders in the bath and around the kitchen sink It turns all surfaces sparkling clean or that's what we make you think By now you will be hypnotized, to our advertisement plea Read more...

Poetry - Dream By Phil Pretheroe

	I've seen bombs on trains, And buildings meet planes, But I've never seen a black man in the white house. I've seen boys walk and wave, Turn to men and march to graves, But I've never seen a black man in the white house. Read more...

Poetry - My Mate Dan By Andy Grant

	My mate Dan is a very silly man, A very silly man indeed, He wants to change his life and risk his bloody life To jump out of a Hercules, A territorial man with dark red hat, He has chosen to follow his dad, Read more...

Poetry - First Love and Your Love By Laurenceaux

I love you inside. Deep inside, protected and warmed where no-one-else has been, and as with undercurrents you move unseen in me, you stir my heart kick me inside Read more...

Poetry - Brief Encounter By Terry Ireland

I was walking to the station To catch an early morning train Not a very nice day Dark with drizzly sort of rain When this voice beside me said Hi would you like a lift I'm not normally here at this time Read more...

Poetry - Battered By Michelle Dee
	Did you fail to turn in, are you getting too thin? Is this the year to finally stop all the drugs you're taking? Kid yourself it's all okay. You already know you'll have to pay. So lie inside, die inside, it doesn't really matter. Just another night and day, when you got battered. Read more...

Poetry - The Speaker of The Commons By Patrick Henry
	Mick Martyr, a Clyde worker, worth his metal, Falls on his sword, they carry for State Opening. Rows rage on MPs, on two home loans, two jags, Two lav. seats, two blue films, two mistresses, To show the masses, who now their master is; Two turtle-doves, to bill and coo, in their cote, To house the ducks, spare no expense; to float Read more...