“We did research, real serious stuff,

And found a need for frothy fluff.

Literary snobs can eat their hats,

In black and white we’ve got the stats!”

Beyond fear

A prayer finds me

And carries my plea

A million miles away

But may we rise in kindness.

Always.

A TINY SPRING POEM, THE PROMPT : WATCHING

“More cream I must quickly put on,

That Hollywood one, I know it’s strong.

I’ll rub lots in, I will be fine,

And forget about it with some wine.”

Yet I have the power

To bring him to me in an ugly room full of poker-faced strangers.

I close my eyes and find him, this beautiful boy.

MLCC sounds quite edgy,

A band you’d see on MTV.

Reality disappoints somewhat,

Just plain old inflammation in the gut.

Grandma, such a glamourpuss,

Had famous friends, Brigitte Bardot.

My tables went into one ear,

Then out the other, maths diarrhea!

Sunrays whirl piercing the black,

A stage set for an opera.

“Those sneaky frogs had waterbeds,

They used our lily pads for sex!

We had to act, this was a bitch!

Now tadpoles swam among the fish!

The Wizard

A Rap For Carnations

A Quick Poem About Chocolate

There’s a screenplay in development!

The Centerfold

Not really a poem!

A bit like The Canterbury Tales. But in Ibiza. With a superstar!

Don’t mess with Laura!

A POEM ABOUT NEEDLES!