Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Sunday, 25 March 2012
Rat
I have a snaking cough
that lies me low
But still you love me
I scive about
contributing nowt
But still you love me
I feel so sorry for myself
even ignore your sniffle
But still you love me
I take time off to stay in bed
sleeping in for king & country
But still you love me
I push out the boat of the self indulged
as sure as any shore bound sailor
But still you love me
I sit secure with sweets and figs
Let me though baby tell you
O yes I do, I do
I do still love you
a poem from the collection Some Trickier Poems - Love with Conflicts - available as a kindle download or library item by clicking here