Too hot to handle

I saw her across a crowded room. I had to go and say hello, but she walked away not making my day. Who was this beauty in black? I had never seen her before, and may not see her again. or was she just a vision - a figment of my imagination? I will never … Continue reading Beauty In black

Did she know who she was looking for? Did anyone tell her? She was looking for me - but I was in hiding - far from the distant crowd, overlooking nothing, not even the rising sun. In the darkness, I stood, not wanting to be found, and keeping my head well below the ground. If … Continue reading Did Anyone Tell her?

Were you looking for me? What did you want? I know it was me you were looking for; someone mentioned your name, or was it me just wanting to live in vain? How did you know where to find me? Did you search high and low? No, of course, I ain't nosey, I just want … Continue reading Looking For me

Nobody loves me today. Will they love me tomorrow, or will I have to put up with more sorrow? Only time will tell. I'd be better off going out and ringing a bell just to let people know that I am still around - still searching for company - someone to talk to, some- one … Continue reading Will They Love Me Tomorrow

I've just met a beauty from a long way away. So beautiful she has made my day. We have planned to meet; she is the one person who I really want to greet - with her long dark hair and eyes of gold and looks that definitely unfold. She is my constant dream - my … Continue reading Beauty

She came from afar. She didn't have a car, just a bike, but it seemed like a long way to hike. Why didn't she get a plane? Did she know that she was meeting someone so vain? And Carly Simon wasn't even mentioned. Anyway, I was busy. I'd just got two weeks in detention. It … Continue reading She Didn’t Have A Car

War, what is it good for? A song will tell you the rest Violence and poverty all the world over. Will there ever be anything different? All we can do is pray - pray for peace, if not everlasting, maybe for a while. There'll never be any peace in this world; that is what I … Continue reading War

Today is the day when everyone will know who I am - the one who will be known the world over from Kentucky to somewhere in Siam. My name will be on billboards and my poems on the radio, letting people listen to them in stereo. They will come up to me in the street … Continue reading Today Is The day

Every day I write, even in the middle of the night, when it's not at all bright. Words seem to fall into place, even if I am going at a slow pace. Rhyme doesn't matter as long as the meaning is right I write on a laptop, I write on the table, I write in … Continue reading Everyday