Author: ken makepeace

The beauty so deep makes me want to weep. You standing there with golden locks of hair. How I admire you from a distance. I only wish I could say hello But I'm so shy, which makes me want to curl up and die. Oh, my, what am I to do? Will, I ever have … Continue reading Beauty So Deep

Listen to what I have to say. Ok, not every day, just now and then and you can call me Ken. We can then be good friends, me and you. Maybe we could go to the zoo. We can take some pals, too - me and you and cousin Jane and maybe Sarah, not forgetting … Continue reading What I have To Say

Dreaming about tomorrow, not thinking about any sorrow, ever since you went away, maybe making my day. But there will be another and she will not walk out of my life causing strife. She may even become my wife, which could make me happy - not like you, always snappy and wanting the best. At … Continue reading Dreaming About Tomorrow

Met her at a dance, hoping for romance, but she didn't want to know, so I left her and went to see a show. But on my way home, I saw her standing there - with her long blond hair and eyes of blue. I felt like fainting but instead went a funny shade of … Continue reading Met Her At A Dance

Staring out through the window, watching the world go by, oh, my. People taking their dogs for a walk Children playing in the street. Shoppers carrying heavy bags. The old man across the road mowing his lawn, wandering if it will take him until dawn. I see plenty of life through my window and it … Continue reading Staring Out

Wrote a poem about a man in the war. He lived till only a week before it ended. Endured pain and suffering and wrote about the conflicts caused An officer he was and remembered to this day. Wilfred Owen was his name and writing was his game. And he died far too young and that … Continue reading Wilfred Owen

Could you ever break my heart? Well, not from the start - our first meeting in a crowded room I could hear my heart go boom - so it was love at first sight, on a night I'll never forget. Then we fell apart, this time leaving my heart full of flutter, especially when I … Continue reading Heartbreaker

Do you ever listen to what I say? Does it go in one ear and out of the other? Shall I go and talk to another? Someone who will listen, leaving their eyes to glisten while I speak, or should I go away and come back some other day when you are more alert and … Continue reading Getting Bored

It's one of those days when you don't want to get out of bed, what a dread. But once you are up and pulling back the curtains, you can see the sunshine and that is for certain. Then when you go out you just want to shout to let the world know how happy you … Continue reading One Of Those Days

Wanted to be a star and to be able to drive an expensive car. Didn't look like it was meant to be - Hollywood and me. I ended up with a forklift truck. I even gave it a name - Elvis, the king of rock and roll. But it did me little good - I … Continue reading Star