G/G, well done and how to do it let it pour out, I found that going back trying to improve ended in frustration and well disaster so got scrapped. Figrat again that is how you feel, in fact how we all feel after this long winter and write it from the heart.
Tina the night is for our plans and dreams The awakening of nefarious schemes To cause havoc among law abiding folk Then say Ok people it was just a joke
The brains works in weird ways Devising ways to enliven our days Stuck in a work place with other slaves Black holes often resembling caves
Where monsters who are power dressed Stand and watch over the deep depressed But in your dreams you can overcome And give them a right kicking up the B@#
A soldier loves the night and darkness Tina, out of sight out of mind.
Morning Frank. I am and always have been a night owl. What I said was true, it was really dark last night! No stars, no moon, really eerie. Was waiting for the vampires to dance around my bed.
Don't seem to have any takers Shame. It was fun on the Beeb forum. Everyone had a go. Never mind.
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Nice one, figrat.
Some real hidden talents being revealed here !
G/G, well done and how to do it let it pour out, I found that going back trying to improve ended in frustration and well disaster so got scrapped.
Figrat again that is how you feel, in fact how we all feel after this long winter and write it from the heart.
Frank.
I should get off this blooming machine and tiptoe to my bed
But something draws me back again there's so much to be said
The sky is black no stars to see the quietness is unnerving
I hate the night, the solitude, the time when thoughts run riot
So I sit for hours, whiling the time until the dawn is breaking
For then I know I've made it through for another day of jawing!
Sorry
Tina the night is for our plans and dreams
The awakening of nefarious schemes
To cause havoc among law abiding folk
Then say Ok people it was just a joke
The brains works in weird ways
Devising ways to enliven our days
Stuck in a work place with other slaves
Black holes often resembling caves
Where monsters who are power dressed
Stand and watch over the deep depressed
But in your dreams you can overcome
And give them a right kicking up the B@#
A soldier loves the night and darkness Tina, out of sight out of mind.
Frank
Morning Frank. I am and always have been a night owl. What I said was true, it was really dark last night! No stars, no moon, really eerie. Was waiting for the vampires to dance around my bed.
Don't seem to have any takers
Shame. It was fun on the Beeb forum. Everyone had a go. Never mind.
Well here's one to shock you, written on another board, about me.
A sonnet to David K
I fill my pots with compost
And arrange them all in rows
Then push the seeds in firmly
And wait to see them grow
The days fly by so swiftly
I watch with baited breath
Will my shots grow healthy?
Or condemned to early death
The days are getting longer
The soil outside is warm
I carry my seedlings carefully
Like a mother with a new born.
I dig a trench so deeply
And fill with muck and peat
Then into little holes I plant them
Covering up their tiny feet.
The spring turns into summer
My plants begin to grow
They scrabble up the wigwam
Just watch those B*****’s grow
I tie their arms in firmly
And my heart begins to thud
I remember the happy feeling
When I see my very first bud
I watch with trepidation
As over the frame they tower
I am so excited
To see my very first flower
I know I’m just a novice
To say different I wouldn’t dare
My sweet peas are truly amazing
But to yours there’s no compare
Hope you sought the author's permission David
Not subject to any copyright as far as I know..and I'm sure she'd be delighted to share it with you.
I really liked your poems, Frank and TT!