“I’m turning into my mother” I say in dismay, recognising her in the tone of my voice, my mannerisms, the size of my nose. Don’t get me wrong, I do love her. From the bottom of my heart to the tips of my toes, But seriously. If I’ve bought a new bag, put on a … Continue reading
Don’t ask me to make a decision. It’s an arduous journey to take, As the only time I’ve got clear vision Is when asked if I fancy a cake. Even then it can be rather tricky As when asked to decide on just one My fingers are suddenly sticky And the cake thief is back … Continue reading
Congrats, you found your bae, well done. Would you like a heart-shaped prize? I don’t mean to sound like the sad bitter one, But just look at it all through my eyes… I might not be in the honeymoon phase But I’ve not fallen out of it either: Discovering all those annoying ways (Like why … Continue reading
Oh Christmas tree oh Christmas tree, You are a strange tradition. All year you stand there nakedly, Not changing your position. But when December rolls around You’re finally invited Inside our homes – where you are crowned, Adorned in balls and lighted. The problem is, oh Christmas tree, This makeover causes me stress As while … Continue reading
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart But the very next day you gave it away This year, to save me from tears I’ll give it to someone special Last Christmas, I gave you my heart But now I’ve let go, I finally know True love, for me isn’t you But something that’s far more … Continue reading
Jack and Jill Went up a hill To photograph the view. Jill preferred nature Over portraiture, Which Jack had taken to. While Jill admired trees And the crisp autumn breeze, Jack was not quite as elated. He was hardly in awe Of the things that they saw, So he just became very frustrated. Jack felt … Continue reading
Humpty Dumpty sat on a fence. Humpty Dumpty felt rather tense. Humpty didn’t like making decisions So he stayed in the middle with balanced precision. Humpty was asked if he’d ever get down, To which he responded with a deep frown. “You, my friend, may well be agile, But I am feeling rather fragile.” The … Continue reading
I thought it might hurt, but it doesn’t. I’m surprised by how little I care. I thought I’d be gutted and nosey and lost But really I’m just laissez-faire. I write poems to log my emotions But I’m not really sure how I feel, I’m just happy that I’m not as sad as I thought … Continue reading
“Mary Mary quite contrary, How does your garden grow?” “I live in a flat, so don’t be a prat, You know all of my flowers are faux.”
I’m in a sticky situation, And I can’t make up my mind. Which of these paths I should take, And which to leave behind. The one in front’s attractive, But so’s the one at the back. And what one may have plenty of, The other one might lack. I’m not sure I’m quite ready To … Continue reading
