June 27, 2012

 

 

 

He’s on the ‘Physio’s bed again.

This time he’s pulled a tendon.

He’s been injury prone throughout his career

and not a player to depend on

 

 

 

 

 

 

Three away points

will seal the day,

and keep us on track

for promotion in May.

 

 

I knew him when he had nothing,

 and he was just a snotty nosed kid,

who played in the street with the rest of us,

and lost his marbles down the grid.

 

 

The deserted disheartened

The unwanted unwashed

In alleyways they sleep

Their future all quashed

 

 

June 26, 2012

 

 

The escape, the adventure, the

‘getting away with it’, the crack,

the banter, the raves,

the freedom, the hell, the

release, the pulse, the energy

The price!

 

 

 

 

The insanity that is three!

Him, her and me.

Our genetic make–up a match,

though astrologically poles apart

And yet trying to exist in harmony

Such a no-no right from the start

 

 

June 22, 2012

 

 

Amongst the conkers from the chestnut tree,

was where young Percy fell to his knee.

Onlookers thought he’d said ‘Marry me’.

But a quest for forgiveness was his plea.

 

 

 

 

 

He’s out of the ark.

He’s having a lark.

He still thinks things are

‘groovy’.

 

He’s at a ‘Rave’ in the park.

He’s lost in the dark.

He still calls a film

a ‘movie’.

 

 

 

 

 

Hand in hand they stepped out of the hotel lift,

walking coyly through the foyer into the street,

where he hailed a taxi for her, and lightly kissed

her cheek, before returning inside to settle his

 bill and get on with his life.

Their paths never to cross again.

 

 

 

 

The impetuousness of youth.

The sharpness of the mind.

If only they could bottle it,

a million dollar business they would find.

 

 

 

 

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