living poems: some new and alll original work

davidgoulding84@interpoems.com

CLOCKS

“Don’t forget to put the clocks back tonight”

          Why? Who moved them anyway?

              And where the ….. did they put them?

 

Worst of all I can’t remember

                   where they are supposed to go.

 

“We will all get an extra hour’s sleep tonight”

     I shan’t. I’ll be looking for the bloody clocks;

          ........... or maybe I’ll pretend to snooze

and hope they’ll sneak them

                                  back again for me.,

  whilst I’m not looking, or so they think.

 

British Summertime ends today”

        Oh yeah! When exactly did it start?

  Bet it never did

                  and all because

those mean sods had pinched

                  all the clocks               

                                         again.

SHORTS

 1.    

 The boy sang obsessed by some beautiful bees

The young man felt one sting

He ran from the pain to the shelter of trees

Where the old man could not sing

2.                    

We will just by ourselves be lead

and from no other borrow.

Then, if we find love when we’re dead

no other has to sorrow.

HAIKUS

 

leaves crinkle and drop

forced off with impatience

by waiting new buds

 

day birds fall silent

muted purple night sinks deep

up creeps drowsiness

 

strained, stained and winter

grey blood of an Englishman

bleached far beyond colour

 

fox carcass

speed blurred

bloodied still

 

child knows: does not see

adult questions: finds nothing

aged heads: thick not sage

 

if you give

and I take

we part soon

author's note: yes I know these are not strictly Haiku's

                        but I think they are written in the same spirit.

                                                LIMER……

There was a young man from the UK

                                      Well, there was, but now there are only old people