by Mick H | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
Mummy why are you crying, have you hurt yourself again? White make-up daubed around your nose your boyfriend calls cocaine, I hate to see you so upset, will a kiss or hug help out? Why are you always ill mummy and why must you always shout? Its every day, instead of...
by Mick H | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
Long before the hurt dug in, the build up had begun, The pointless comments the little quips, that ended all the fun, Anger filled sinew released in a slap, too late now on its way, It can’t be retracted once its sent, all manliness slips away, A look of horror and...
by Mick H | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
Dad’s been working late again, my dinner’s cold in my tum, He often gets quite irritable, and sometimes shouts at mum, Why won’t you take a break dad? Take us to the zoo or sea, We need to feel more a part of you, mum, little sister and me. I often lay in bed,...
by Mick H | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
You’d have thought at this stage, that it wasn’t the wage, Of the war or the way that it’s fought, It’s infinitely better to predict the weather, Than to give in to pragmatic thought. Of centuries past, and punishments cast, Of creatures poisoned at sea, Is this the...
by Mick H | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
Across the canvas of my mind, subtle brushstrokes glide, Effortlessly recreating you, a texture and contour ride, Visually exploding texture and tone, shape themselves around you, A 3-dimensional re-incarnation, no one but I can view, Your elegance, your beauty, the...
