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I'm hoping work will calm down soon... However I'm still going with the poems - I think my favourite of this lot is the one about drinking whisky. I've really been enjoying writing serious poems lately. Not like me at all - I know! Sometime this month I've got to write a thing for Dean Burnett's science gig (which should be a lot of fun) and I've got a Burlesque gig in Cardiff on 28th Feb - fun fun fun. #61 - The cat
The cat doesn't like the cold.
He's getting a little bit old
And still never does as he's told
But he does like to go out and fight
Even though his joints, are not quite right. #62 - Dinosaur
I once found a dinosaur
In my kitchen sink
Despite the expert's point of view
The dinosaur was pink. #63 - Baby Brain
She's spilt coffee on the breakfast.
She's got baby brain.
She's forgotten what she's saying.
She's got baby brain.
I can't think of any more lines for the poem...
I've got baby brain. #64 - Legal High
They made all illegal drugs legal.
Oh what taxable joy.
They didn't foresee,
The effect it would have
Upon Master Chef.
The winner,
With his cocaine coconut surprise
And his heroin baked haddock,
Had the judges begging for more. #65 - Rover the Wonder Cat
Blink and you miss it
Pink and dismissive
Over the underpass
Rover the wonder cat
Named by a football fan
Tamed but he still could kill
Out for a fight tonight
Lout with a bite to take
Swearing as he trots by
Wearing his football shirt
Pink and white away kit
Blink and you'll take a hit. #66 - Whisky
Whisky
Evaporating slowly on my tongue.
Fills my mouth with incandescent joy.
I feel.
I feel. Mellow and forlorn.
Slowly swallow
Smoky breathe breathes still night air.
I hold it.
And it holds me.
I watch it dance about the tumbler.
Feel it slide upon my palate.
A deep inhalation then.
Struck with bitter joy.
Labour's end and leisure's toy.
A night off.
A night well spent. #67 - Beard Decision
I think I might shave off my beard.
It's not that I think it looks weird
But I miss my wife's normal affection
As our marriage moves in a more formal direction. I think that the beard might go.
I do think that it does look good though.
Perhaps it might stay for a while
I'll force her to cuddle with my scratchy smile. Yes, for now the beard will stay
I can't believe I started to sway
I must behave with more bearded conviction.
Perhaps hide the razor somewhere in the kitchen. #68 - Moment
A moment of weakness
Brief but disastrous
Leaving consequences in its wake. A moment of reflection
Steeped in horror
For that which now will come. A moment of anticipation
Inevitable and remorseful
Like the vole your cat brings in. A moment of mystery
When foreseen times
Come not to pass. A moment of joy
When you are
Mistaken. #69 - Give up
Sometimes I think that I should give in
Give up
And who would regret
My absence? Would I be missed? I insist
I try my hardest
To be the best that I can be
Perhaps it's not enough Perhaps Perhaps I'm not liked
I'll keep going
But this is the closest I've been
To giving in. #70 - A Star
Because of the nature of things
Recycling on a subatomic level
Conservation of energy in all its forms
Although they seem so far
One day
An age distant
You may well become a star* *Well, an infinitesimally small part of you might become an insignificantly tiny part of a star. #71 - Scrabble
From the tinkling tiles
From the first letter drawn
From the first word lain
To the last word played.
I love Scrabble. From a seven letter word
From a good use of doubles
From an X on a triple
To the grumbles at Q. I.
I love Scrabble. From consulting "the book"
From a word that's spelt correctly
From a triple word score
To a cheeky little swear.
I love Scrabble. From the moment I first played
Until my final days
I'll love Scrabble
And playing it with you.
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