Idiot’s Tax (aka the Lottery)

•July 9, 2015 • Leave a Comment

Sorry for the delay in posting, things have been a bit mad, but I’m back for a while now.
Fairly self explanatory title for you.

Try your luck
For just a buck
Freedom for you
Or maybe for two
So much money
Would be so funny
Rubbish odds
For you silly sods
Wit money so lax
Paying a fool’s tax
For just a buck
Try your luck.

Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment
The Lonely Recluse.

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The Bear

•June 23, 2015 • Leave a Comment

Happy Birthday to me
Happy birthday to me
Happy birthday dear meeee
Happy birthday to me
You may ave guessed it’s my birthday today (Don’t know what gave you that idea), so I thought we’d have a bit of nonsense verse to celebrate.

There is a bear
Sat on my chair
He gave me a scare
With his dark stare
When I asked for my chair

Now the bear
Has taken my chair
Back to his lair
It’s not fair
That the bear
stole my chair

Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.
The Lonely Recluse

The Track

•June 18, 2015 • Leave a Comment

I was writing a story, took a break from it and I really couldn’t work out where it was going once I came back to it. This is my frustration.

The track has gone black
I can only look back
The yarn was dropped
The way is blocked
I can only turn back

Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.
The Lonely Recluse.

The Creation of Beauty

•June 16, 2015 • Leave a Comment

After all these years of scribbling words I still don’t know the first thing about poetry. All it takes is just one moment in time though.

A momentary ray of the sun
Reminds me of the fun
Of capturing a word or thought
Ignoring everything we’re taught
The creation of beauty
Is still so new to me

Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.
The Lonely Recluse

To Be Free

•June 11, 2015 • Leave a Comment

If you didn’t know, Blake is one of my favourite poets. This draws a bit of inspiration from him.

To capture time’s firm hand
In a single grain of sand
To watch it flowing past
In the river deep and fast
To glance death creeping near
In a moment free of fear
To simply stand and be
Says that truly you are free.

Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.
The Lonely Recluse.

Child Of Winter

•June 9, 2015 • Leave a Comment

For hope, as false as it sounds it’s true (trust me)

Poor child of winter
On the longest night of your life
You find solace in the slashing rain
You think the sun will never shine again
But you are wrong
The dawn will follow the night
The sun will rise again
The shortest day is still a day
It may not b the brightest
But it is still a day
And day by day it will get brighter
Warmer
Longer
Stronger
Sure there will be showers
Overcast days and foggy nights
When everything seems worse than ever
There always is in spring
But summer is coming
Just hold on till then.

Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.
The Lonely Recluse.

One Year, Seven Months, Three Weeks, Four Days

•June 4, 2015 • Leave a Comment

Since I got better. (Although it is now closer to two years)

One year, seven months, three weeks, four days
One year, seven months, three weeks, four days
Since the wings of death flew past me
But a breath away
One year, seven months, three weeks, four days
Since all hell ran away from me
One year, seven months, three weeks, four days
Since God hugged me
One year, seven months, three weeks, four days
Longer alive that I planned on
And I’m sat here with a blade
A blade I once tried to make
Bring red tears from my so worn flesh
A blade that should have been razor sharp
But wasn’t
A blade I blamed a friend for blunting
Though they have always denied it
A blade that, to this day, if far more blunt
Than it has any right to be
One year, seven months, three weeks, four days
Since I was going to kill myself
Longer since I cut myself
Longer since the blade was dull
One year, seven months, three weeks, four days
Isn’t life beautiful.

Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.
The Lonely Recluse