Best Week Poems

FRED THE PERV.

Kinky Fred stole knickers off the line
One summer night his haul totalled nine
His spree ended in tears
Got an extra ten years
When Judge Sue said that red pair were mine.

LARS.

A young astronaut from NASA called Lars
Blasted off from Cape Kennedy to Mars
But then there...

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The steady pull
of temptation--
a tease on
my resolution.

When I can sleep, 
I take what dreams 
afford me.
In these dreams,
my 'noxide comes
to ward me.

Her smoke is an invitation.
my conscience
falls for
the con science
of my imagination.
I give in
and reality spins.

Between the sleeps, 
I lie in sanity. 
I wonder:
Did I...

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Chain smoke until
I'm in care of the CO.
There's one left, still.
I smoke it really slow.
"It's the end," I anticipate
As the last inch evaporates.

I can't get
Over it;
It's over before 
I know it.
Butt, I can't quit.
I'm possessed with this 
Obsession; I'm addicted.

My lungs have oxygen,
Yet I'm suffocating...

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maudlin

maudlin Monday's mostly mud
halts the weekend with woeful thud
laughs and sillies
get the willies
on maudlin Monday, what a dud

tintinnabulous

tintinnabulous Tuesday
is the second paying-dues day
we head uphill
but it’s no thrill
'cause we’re not there, but we’re on our way

wadd'lin

wadd'lin Wednesday straddles the hump
wiggles and shakes like a wide-angle...

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waving palm branches
people shout hosanna -
Christ the King has come

the Passover feast
preparation of the lamb -
Jesus' last supper

a time of prayer
Father, not my will but yours -
betrayed by a kiss

angry fists are raised
crucify! crucify him! -
hatred replaces love

Christ nailed to a cross
the Holy One rejected...

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Smokeless inhales hurt.
I cough tar on my shirt.
As my black lungs breathe,
Shrilling exhales wheeze.

Cabrona
Falls me
Down to
My knees.

The nicotine cracks
My will.
My composure
Spills.

I want 
This.
I must 
Have this.

I sink
Into
The brink
Of madness....

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FRED

Fred the farmer he bought a new tractor
The milk maid he wanted to attract her
He said you wanna ride 
So she jumped in beside 
Said tis slow can't it go any faster .

SAUL

In ancient times the killer Saul Porters
Was better known as the 'beast who...

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Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to pay that credit card today.
Lots of stuff, mostly junk, keeps us in the red,
Need to keep a little back, just to keep us fed.
.
Dashing through the store, pushing left and right,
Looking for...

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On Monday I wore my new shoes
Out walking I stepped in dog-doos
It covered each shoe -
They’re no longer blue
Just mottled with brown smelly hues!

On Tuesday I went to the shops
To purchase some lovely lamb chops
But when I got there
All the shelves were bare ...
Bad weather...

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I was but a boy
You seemed almost a toy,
So young, and in love,
We fit just like a glove

You said, "All I can offer you,
Is a love that time can not destroy"
Oh boy!, Oh boy!!
It filled me full of joy.

Nineteen was I
Sixteen you were,
Living in our...

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Three weeks into lockdown, we're still in one piece,
the house is now looking pristine,
we've dusted and shined every surface we see
now only the air left to clean.
We've searched every cranny, we've looked high and low
but still there's no sign of our Puss,
I think that last...

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Another week, another poem to write and tweak,
Another truth to try to speak,
Another thought I hope to tame -
Or maybe, I should focus on...remembering my name.  

...

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Panagiota Romios

Spirited, elaborate and gracefully 
She weaves with ease her poetry
Wistful, yet strong, carries her own 
A starry queen on her exalted thrown        
She writes to please
Puts minds at ease
Cinnamon and peppermints, I wish her well
Flowers and dance...

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When I was born, who would have thought
I’d grow up to be ruled by a clock.
Clocks mock dreams while hours gawk - 
clicking off our minutes, letting seconds go - -
		
		Did I turn the coffee and iron off,
		remember drops for my cough ...
		oh, I don’t...

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A REFLECTION OF PASSING TIME


At age 15,   
    Afternoons could last a week,
    Especially if nothing could be found to do,
    Or if trying to endure a lecture at school.

At age 45,
  ...

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