Daft Poems - Poems about Daft

...My wife said let’s go cycling, we can see some countryside And we can cycle anywhere, however far and wide I like the fact that we can cycle, whatever the weather And cycle riding is one thing th......Read the rest...

...I am but a single shuddering whisper trapped beneath the shroud, a lingering fluttering flicker of self indulgent doubt. I am but a small one, an itty bitty insignificant flake of dust, amon......Read the rest...

...My children ponder this, for something’s gone amiss. I bore and nurtured you. This I was proud to do and in your infant days I taught you proper ways. You played in pastures green,......Read the rest...

...Your racing bike is broken with a bad derailleur. I look back at my life and admit it’s a failure. If a daft old hen laying scrambled eggs, so sad, can, Then I will concede that I’m an a......Read the rest...

...My little face says it all Adults think they know it all When they don't know a thing It can be hard sometimes to be a baby One moment you're the best thing in the world Everyone loves a baby ......Read the rest...

...[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 2 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’] __________ London’s streets resembled an al fresco mausoleum They tracked a trail of body parts which led to a......Read the rest...

...[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 3 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’] __________ The Terror Bugs pursued them through the skies toward the river Cody flew just fast enough but still......Read the rest...

...In magical verses weave your fated heart's request, With metaphors holding the shy choir of light abreast, When hearts corroded by hatred in barrenness rest, And chains of thought whip gently the ......Read the rest...

...Have you ever been forgetful When you're busy with a lot on your mind As I do from time to time Or just like me a scatterbrain Like talking on the phone too long And it ends up being a costly ......Read the rest...

...Daring Audacious Reckless Eccentric Daft Extrovert Vain Intense Lucky ......Read the rest...

...A hectic stare across the cliff, grabs my prying mindfulness. but yet I hanker after urban fare, such ruptured loyalty alas, has a solid grip as I inhale, the rampant toxic seaweed odor, for w......Read the rest...

...Not quite a slave After war number 2 when the time was hard and oil was undiscovered, hidden under deep waters when our town stank of stale fish oil and people made their booze called “sats” ......Read the rest...

...I don’t understand people who sacrifice their fun and freedom to appear with self control that only knows of shame beneath them the ones dressed up in expensive clothes who stand around all pri......Read the rest...

...I had a separate social life where stoners didn’t exist it was when I came alive so many ladies kissed happy days fulfilling life that all the stoners missed people come and go with time but tho......Read the rest...

...One generic baby boomer, (a garden variety sexagenarian)... offers his interpretation of critical race theory I, (an articulate, charming, domesticated, erudite, friendly, genteel, humorous, in......Read the rest...