Maybe I’ll run on like a rolling stone,Still going into my 80s.When my Pappa was getting his bus pass.Maybe I’ll be more like,A fat guy in the bathtub.Thinking he is having the last laugh.Either way,I’m going to take this moment.Take this day.And live it.© Paul Andrew Sneddon
Category Archives: Poems
Spirit
Slept on the couch,Slept in the bath tub,Slept on the floor,Slept in the graveyard,But,But it wasn’t my time.Wrote a letter,Wrote a song,Wrote a message,Put it in a bottle,Smashed it,Against the wall.I wrote it down and burnt it.Watched the smoke drift to the skies.I walked the street,People crossed the road,To avoid me.Wouldn’t look me in theContinue reading “Spirit”
Sunset
Take a walk,The sun going down,Shadows stretching across the ground,Still a little heat in the sun,A few folks looking lobster,Peeling and undone.Pizza delivery car crawling up the street,Looking for the right house,Hurry man, folk impatient to eat.Couples going into town,Dressed up for a date,He says,”Getting a hustle on, can’t be late.”She says,”You try walking inContinue reading “Sunset”
Burn Brighter
Flick the lighter.A familiar click.Flame.Warmth.Close it,Gone.Look at the side:Black.Blue skull.Life.Death.Old couch.Empty house.But the flame,It’s still there.Somewhere.Flick it open.It sparks back,Burn brighter. (c) Paul Andrew Sneddon
Heart
The clouds clear above our little quiet streets.There’s songs in the bricks,Stories in the air,In the cracked pavement,The number 11 bus.In the silence, the air holds you differently,it holds you close, but not too close,lets you be you.As I look into your summer eyes,alive with sunshine and laughter and love,the sweetest,toughest love,yours and mine together.FrontContinue reading “Heart”
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