NaPoWriMo 2015 - Day 15

PLANE

Coming in to land

Unexpected turbulence

Low level wind shear

NaPoWriMo 2015 - Day 14

WORKOUT

Restraint the only exercise I get

In these four walls surrounding me

Containing and constraining me

Me and my earthly possessions

The contents of a dying living room

Very soon to be repossessed

By the ghosts of tenses past

Who pass the tension of present day

To days yet to come when future plans

That make a man’s journey through life

Nothing (but strife) to write home about

I doubt it’s even worth the effort

It takes to make sense of it all

NaPoWriMo 2015 - Day 13

DIG

Archaeologist

From the depths of death’s decay

Living history

NaPoWriMo 2015 - Day 12

FIVE MINUTES

Five whole minutes to think of a story

Not much time to soak up the glory

Maybe you will or maybe you won’t

Maybe you do or maybe you don’t

Think of a subject that people will like

Something you wanna shout down a mic

It can be a performance just writing away

Disposable stories that last just a day

Try it for once and it might catch on

Do it right now or your chance will be  gone

Read it aloud and take the reaction

Whatever they say about it is the attraction

NaPoWriMo 2015 - Day 11

BIRD'S EYE VIEW

Unfamiliar

Sights and sounds in miniature

High rise scenery

NaPoWriMo 2015 - Day 10

SECRETS

Perhaps the reason

They don’t keep

Very well at all

Is the desire

To have at least

Something

We can share

It’s common knowledge

In real lives

That we’re far too smart

To share what’s ours

With those who aren’t

With whom

We’re not concerned

A little known fact

Is fair game

Spread amongst our peers

Status is gained

Officially

Amongst

Our Facebook friends

NaPoWriMo 2015 - Day 9

ACCIDENT

Waiting to happen

Unexpected unaware

It’s nobody’s fault

NaPoWriMo 2015 - Day 8

THE TRAIN NOW DEPARTING

When you feel life slipping away from you

And you’re falling towards your demise

You don’t know your destination of course

Heaven and hell flash before your eyes

A most uncomfortable ride it is

And it’s extremely painful indeed

When your whole life flashes in front of you

The effect’s like a strobe light on speed

The reason for that is quite obvious

Discomfort and pain that make you sob

In the past you would always wear your dick

On your head such a prick such a knob

The flashing and disorientation

Are caused by the testicles flapping

Swinging against and away from your eyes

And that penis thrashing and slapping

And the pain you can feel so intensely

Beating your shoulders your chest your back

Is turbulence caused by your wasted life

Like the train now departing the track

NaPoWriMo 2015 - Day 7

WAIT

Anticipation

Patience has its own rewards

Two come together

NaPoWriMo 2015 - Day 6

CHANCE OF RAIN

Just another washing day

Here the weather stays fine

Sheets and shirts and baby clothes

Hanging out on the line

Sun is shining in the breeze

It shouldn’t take too long

Chance of rain this afternoon

Hope they got that wrong

Saying that I wouldn’t mind

Some time off for a change

A woman’s work is never done
Always things to arrange

NaPoWriMo 2015 - Day 5

H20

White water rapid

Downstream deceleration

En route to ocean

NaPoWriMo 2015 - Day 4

BEACH BUMMER

The train too fast

The bus too slow

I didn’t really

Want to go

The light to right

The time too wrong

Don’t take photo’s

Must run along

The waves too low

The tide too high

Be hours before

The sand is dry

The pier too short

The beach too long

We’d walk them both

But we’re not strong

The sea too cold

The sun too hot

My ice cream’s melting

Quite a lot

The dunes too dry

The surf too wet

There must be somewhere

Just right yet

The rocks too hard

The sand too soft

Stuck in this deck chair

Can’t get off

The kids too young

The wife too old

Can’t get it through

They won’t be told

The boobs too big

The cozzy too small

Now I know what

The butler saw

The will too weak

The draw too strong

The one armed bandit

Sings my song

The chips too fat

The fish too thin

It’s nearly time

To get them in

The beer too good

The food too bad

Let’s just get pissed

Or I’ll go mad

The blokes too smooth

The birds too rough

We’ll go home soon

I’ve had enough

The price to rich

The wage too poor

We won’t be coming

Back no more

NaPoWriMo 2015 - Day 3

MIGRATION

Airborne exodus

Military formation

Following the sun

NaPoWriMo 2015 - Day 2

NEXT

Older now

Older than before now

Much older than

Then

When

I was young

Was I young?

Younger?

Ever?

Not the way things look

Are looking

In the mirror

Or to others

Other people

In the street

The sight of grey hair

Wrinkles

Shocks and offends

Me

Causes them to

Laugh

Whisper

Point

Nudge

Each other

But what do they know

Do they even know they’re born?

Torn

Between the two

Life and death

I

Stare at my meds

My medication

In my

Wait for it…

Medicine cabinet

Never had one of them

Before

Or

The routine

Of taking drugs

Not for pleasure

But for pain

Again

There’s an element

Of dependence

Rather than the

Reliability

Of an old friend

Whose end

Came suddenly

But quietly

In his sleep

The way I’d like

To go

At least

I think so

I think so

Much

Too

Much

Maybe

See

You got me

Started

On the departed

I miss ‘em all

My family

Mum and dad

Especially

Ain’t it sad?

Potentially

It could be me
Next

NaPoWriMo 2015 - Day 1

BST

Breakfast at first light

Is daybreak’s moveable feast
British Summer Time