poems

Not keen on poems much.

I used to write diaries,
having heard lyrics that spoke
to who I thought I was. (I wasn't)

Came back a little wiser
(certificates to prove it)
and a little more adventurous
for more worthy attempts (they weren't)

Twenty something world
spinning and gloating through immature language
and a bit of Hammer Horror.
Editors declined my invitation to join (they really did).

Took advice and wrote out cheques
(Support the independents).
Flicked through the pages.

Not keen on poems much.

 

I used to be Readin11, and it's great to have you back! This poem seems different from all your other poems for some reason. I think it might be because it doesn't have anything to do with a specific other person, but I don't know. I like how the thoughts seem sort of choppy and almost meloncholy. I always understand your stuff it seems.

 

Hello! and thanks for the warm welcome...bit surprised actually!!


This poem is different from the others. I've been experimenting! It's meant to be tongue in cheek. Being an amateur poet is so frustrating!

 

ha! that's tops...

(good to see ya back).

 

*giggles* ta muchly.

 

So simple and real, I like your poetry alot. I would compare you to an unconsious magician.

 

interesting....

 

this reminds me of Phillip Larkins sense of humour (which i like) we're studying him in lit. A very niftily created poem!

 

I'm going to send it to loads of publications and see what happens!