Flying away on my magic carpet
Gliding through the clouds and sky
Jumping across my golden rainbow
This is taking me so high
Colours collide in an explosion
My eyes are stuck outside my head
My limbs have all become frozen
This is magic is what I said
Tag: poetry
Herds – 8th March 1985
No one listens to the words
They follow each other in herds
Herds of herds
One of many herds
Herded and battered
Your inspiration shattered
Made to feel flattered
Herded like cattle
Soldiers into battle
Baby without it’s rattle
Herds of herds
Voice Of Authority – 7th March 1985
Voices shout at you
Tell you what to do
I’m the voice of authority
You must obey me
If you don’t listen to what I say
The voice of authority will take you away
You’ll be reconditioned
You’ve got no choice
You will recognise
Authority’s voice
Fizzy Drink – 5th March 1985
Bubble bubble
Fizzy drink trouble
They go up your nose
All over your clothes
Fizzy drink quench my thirst
Please don’t drench me first
Pink Healing Ointment – 3rd March 1985
When you rub it in
It heals your skin
It’s soft and pink
It’s wonderful, I think
They Say – 2nd March 1985
Naked tramp from the water rises
What they said made no surprises
They said she’d come to make us pay
But you know, that’s what they say
Down into the depths, I slide
Naked tramp at my side
They said she wanted more than play
But you know, that’s what they say
Electricity – 1st March 1985
Electric heater keeps you warm
Electric fan keeps you cool
Electric telly keeps you happy
Electricity is a powerful tool
Candlelight – 28th February 1985
It was dark outside
The dead of the night
It was the moon, the romance
The music and candlelight
Candlelight blowing
Sweetly in the breeze
Outside, the sound
Of rushing trees
In the candlelight
I romanced you
I won you over
For which I thanked you
8th Sept 2023 – I was still dreaming at this stage.
The Mat – 27th February 1985
Pushed under
Pulled over
Dusted away
Under the mat to stay
There’s dirt on the floor
We can’t have that
Quickly, George
Brush it under the mat
The Master Race – 26th February 1985
The master race died last week
No one was in it
We’re all on the same planet
We all have to live in it
There will be no master race
Cos we are all equal in this place
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