Tuesday, 1 September 2015

Poems/general observations

HOME

Home.
The kettle's on but I don't belong
Home.
Throw a ball, bring it back
Home.
Smell of bacon in the air
Home.
Dogs tongue licks my chops
Home.
Chase the kids, hide and seek
Home.
Tomorrow it will all be over.

THE BEACH

This aint no Leonardo DiCaprio
I hate the sand in my toes
A voluntary unnecessary exfoliator
Irritates my skin and makes it sore
But I have to pretend I like it
Because this is the beach
And beaches make you happy
A great day out for all
Everybody loves the beach

BEACH PT 2

Seaweed we dare not to stand on
Shells that everyone has touched
With their toes of sand
Germs washed away by the sea
Full of piss from kids
That their bathers lost a grip of
Is it so bad
That I want to stand on their sand castle?
Put my toes in the moats
Swish them around
The car will be full of sand
I will have to hoover it
And you always get that one bit
Behind your ears
From holding up a shell
To listen to the sea
That happens to be right infront of you


HEIDI TURNS 5

It's Heidi's special day
for the fifth time today
They bought her a horse
A pony of course
And a hot tub where she soaked
Laughed played and joked
A bouncy castle
With little hassle
The kids left to their own devices

Clutching her rollerblades
Hoping when this all fades
She remembers all that I do
The dreams I have taught her to pursue
When material possessions pass
I hope she's the best in class
Becoming the teacher she wants to be
And finally looks up to me
For everything that I do to keep her grounded

HARD KNOCK HANDS

When asked why my hands are so wrinkly
I simply reply
Ask about my life instead
It will make you cry

HUMAN

What defines who we are?
The depth of our brains or the size of our bra?
Most of the time, I like to wear black
Will that not lure you into the sack?

What defines our sense of self?
The size of our heels, arse like a shelf?
Or could it be our dignity
To wear a skirt gone past the knee

What defines a feminist?
That uptight girl who will resist
The constant urge to drop her pants
For any lad that says it's 'bants'

What defines a real woman then?
One that caters to all men?
A sexual being dressed accordingly
Who squats then sends a great selfie

Or is it one that knows her worth?
With a need for equality here on Earth
To be herself in every way
Whether black, white, straight or gay

What defines a real man?
The 9-5er in the worky van
Getting that coin to take home to his lass
Tied to the sink with the tea on the gas

Or the one that holds his boyfriend's hand
Down the street for the world to brand
A 'bender' where they laugh and stare
He dies inside, pretends not to care

Head held high, he clutches tight
With the hope that one day they might
View it as the norm and stop the stares
Be non judgemental, kind and fair

For what truly defines who are are within
Is standing up for what you believe in
Having an opinion, watching the news
Not worrying about which clothes to chose

So what defines a human being?
One that is all loving, and for me all seeing
Not one forced into a category
Because were just the same, you and me

Be true to who you are, true to how you feel
Cause in this life one thing is real
One day it will be over, and God forbid
When you look back at life at all that you did

You wasted it pretending to be something you're not
So here's a reminder, incase you forgot
You are human, and I believe that means
You can be whoever you want to be, so follow your dreams



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