by David Killelay | Dec 8, 2007 | Poetry
New Shiny boots and Sailor suits Another bunch of raw recruits New Friend for life or a good mate We marched together through the gate. Our troubled minds began to roam As we had in our heads, fond thoughts of home These thoughts of loved ones, no one could rob Laying...
by David Killelay | Dec 5, 2007 | Poetry
We have a Cat she may be like yours She’s on top of the bed or asleep on the draws She runs about, all over the house She sits on my desk, she gets at my mouse She climbs upon the bath room sink She tells you when she wants a drink She’ runs away and hides from folk...
by David Killelay | Dec 3, 2007 | Poetry
A Christmas poem is called for, that was the latest cry Has it all been done before, I ask the reason why We’ve read it all and we’ve seen it all and heard it in the sky Of Santa and his reindeers, as they come flying bye Busy shops, Carol singers fill the air with...
by David Killelay | Dec 3, 2007 | Poetry
Venerable elder sister, don’t you see You had me on, you lied to me. That’s out of sorts, and very rude You’re terminological in exactitude I asked your age, did you decline NO, you said, you were thirty nine I know the truth that you can’t hide Born in the year,...
by David Killelay | Dec 2, 2007 | Poetry
Forces poetry, from within To make you cry or make you grin A smashing site to read and post With very warm welcome from every host Avatars there to bring memories back Quickly put in place, all Thank to Mac A Poem at first so hard may seem Don’t ever stop, carry on...
