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Paul Dick Poem
ake me back to the 80s,
with top gun all the rage.
with me VHS and Betamax,
and Ceefax holiday page.
Keith had is hand up Orville,
the Rubix cube was fun.
Samantha had her baps out,
on the third page of the sun.
body-popping was a passing phase,
perms had become the norm.
Adams ants had their makeup on,
as they took the charts by storm.
space invaders and Pacman too,
adventures up the park.
British bulldogs on the front,
we stayed out till it was dark.
when people passed the time of day,
with a chit chat at the shops.
no mobile phones or internet,
just a weekly top of the pops.
when we had to close the curtains,
so the neighbors couldn't see,
grange hill and Roland rat
on the black and white tv.
shell suits and hi-top shoes.
woodchip on the walls.
Sierra Cosworth on the drive,
man that had some balls.
October brought us tatties.
in fields, we bloody well slogged.
with hawkeye watching over us,
and his one-eyed collie dog.
take me back to the 80s,
when money was more than tight.
we fed our meters ten bob bits,
to keep the house in lights.
when pubs closed their doors at eleven.
the last orders bell rang out.
off we went to the takeaway,
but the children then get nowt.
the fish shop guy was our best friend.
he paid us well with scraps.
in return for yesterdays papers,
salt n vinegar we did lash
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Paul Dick Poem
if i could wake up and die
i would surely try.
preserve me in pickle until I cry.
think how you want to remember me.
as you lay me to the ground.
six foot under i wont make a sound.
then i would surely be gone
but will you play my favourite song?
the words I love you!you know the one
think what you will of me
loving,caring,shy. this my love is our last goodbye
if I could reincarnate for you.
what would I say or do?
the haunting of your dreams to name a few.
please though speak of me well
keep my secrets they are not to tell.
i can see what your doing even in hell.
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Paul Dick Poem
im not mental
just a little confused
before you start the bullying
THINK.i might of been abused
you dont know my background
your life as been smooth
before you start the pity
im just as good as you
im not being moody
im certainly not acting mad
i was brought up to be kind
the best parents a child could have
when i saw darkness you see light
i see sorrow and you see joy
you see a future
and i just plod along
i need help mother.
its sharp.everythings gone dark.
everything seems hopeless
and my worlds falling apart
like you know, i dont feel.
a part of what other people do
i need a friend
but i wanna be alone too
its a cry for help.
its not sympathy i crave.
theres a big black cloud,
on my very worst days.
i kick and i scream.
fight for all my worth.
i hurt the ones that i love best.
who have given me the earth
yes i have cryed so many tears
yes i have lost so many friends
caused so much heartache
but now iv made amends
you should look at me now
clean shaven.brand new shoes
im now looking to the future
it was MIND that helped me through.
there is light at the end of the tunnel
if you can only reach out.
theres people out there to listen
to what you need to talk about.
so if your out there feeling lonely
and your reading these lines
muster all your courage
and get in touch with MIND.
paul dick 2019
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Paul Dick Poem
My beautiful furry friend,
I didn't want to close your eyes,
I held you tightly,
as the moment arrived.
Fighting back my tears,
I tried to stay calm,
kept telling you I loved you,
so not to cause you alarm.
I called you Holly,
you were so sweet,
you were ever so loyal,
walking behind my feet.
you ate ice lollies,
and loved those chicken bones,
you fought so hard to stay here,
so I didn't feel alone.
It hurt like hell,
as I walked from that place,
I pondered my life without you
with sadness etched on my face.
I know you'll be running freely,
now on the rainbow bridge,
jumping high in graceful flight,
just like you always did.
Memories of you,
I carry close to my heart,
there's a picture on my wall,
guarantees we will never part.
your smell still lingers,
from my collection of your hair,
I will keep it safe forever,
so the pain is easier to bare.
It was hard to close your eyes,
but I loved you enough,
to let you go, to ease your pain,
before it got too rough.
Sleep tight my furry friend,
you were so loved,
never be forgotten,
but you had simply had enough.
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of all the trees and flowers devine.
the sky the moon the stars that shine.
of all the emotion the heart shall own.
the love.the hate each our own.
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the cries of mercy the mouth shall speak
circumstance each one of us shall meet
the dying buds that fall so free
the lover the giver can be me
the spirit moves on to higher planes
only your shell on earth remains
striding onwards towards the light
seeking perfection making wrongs right
they spread angelic, wings so bright
they hear but feel no fear.
a place were colour is oh so vivid.
they feel our hurt and wipe our tears.
them angels do look over you
smother you in love
although they cant be here on earth
they reach you from above
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