Precision swearing they call it
A term that may sound absur
But it’s economical with the breath
And wastes not a single word,
It rolls smoothly from the tongue
Instantly relieving pain
And, in the case of mental turmoil
Relieves stress and strain.
Better for use in private
When one can really let rip,
Out in public one feels
One should really keep a grip.
No perverted back street cursing.
No random state of mind
No ranting and raving
Of the common peasant kind
A selection of eloquent phrases.
Not all of them in general use
All carefully, precisely chosen
To avoid any language abuse.
An unappreciated form of therapy
That is readily there to explore
A bout of precision cursing
Satisfying to the very core.
Throw away your tranquillisers
Throw away your happy pills
A bout of precision swearing can
Remedy so many common ills.
Categories:
tranquillisers, emotions, feelings, humorous, language,
Form: Rhyme
Hanging onto my virtues,
As rich as an infant to his
belongings,
And Just like a thief to its loot.
I sit on hilltop of regrets,
On which I pause and ponder.
A poisonous thorn pierces my
heart,
As I view my dead life from the
summit .
Tears seeping down through
closed eyelids,
I fall down like dried leaves of
autumn.
A weary wait to end this
remorse,
and state of repose as if zonked
with tranquillisers.
With repentance open to
ventures,
let relics bring deliverance.
I emerge victorious as a convict
in the death house!!
Categories:
tranquillisers, sorrow,
Form: Free verse
Skegness
Today we walked together, hand in hand,
for miles and miles, we strolled in the sand.
We had the beach all to ourselves, not a soul to be seen.
It was like being in paradise, a dream,
The sun shone brightly, the sky was blue,
A couple of days with nothing to do,
We picked up pebbles , and threw them into the sea,
What a great place this is to be,
Time to switch off from the worries and cares of life.
Time to be, just a wife.
Then off to the café, for our bacon, eggs, tomatoes, coffee and toast.
This really is the best value on the coast,
It cost£1. 99p each person for the lot,
It was even served piping hot,
Where is this place, where I’ve had so much fun?
The place for me, come rain or sun,
The place that helped so much when my life was a mess,
The Tranquillisers, the Agoraphobia causing distress.
For me paradise on earth is SKEGNESS.
Categories:
tranquillisers, happiness
Form: Rhyme