Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day

A gentle arm around your side

To let you know I’m there

I hope you know how much my dear

For you I deeply care

My shoulder’s there for you to use

For when you need to cry

You’ll always have my hand to hold

My best for you I’ll try

When you need me to make you laugh

Because the world feels wrong

There’s no doubt you can lean on me

When you’re not feeling strong

You let me in to see your scars

To me they are just quirks

But having you as my dear friend

The best of all the perks

Together we have made this thing

It’s our own work of art

Your smiles and kindness called to me

For these you have my heart

Innuendo

Innuendo

I’ve written this poem about innuendo

It turned out that it was quite hard

I’ve had a few dates since I’ve lived in London

But not taken one up the Shard

The weather in London is often quite damp

And it’s easy for things to get wet

In the summer it’s humid and things can get hot

And it’s easy to work up a sweat

In London there’s so many sights there to see

And the tide of the Thames is quite strong

But my favourite thing to do on most nights

Is to listen to old Big Ben’s bong 

Now the new year is here and has come out to play

And at midnight the sound of popped corks

Though it’s not quite yet clear what this new year will bring

If I’m blessed then I might have nice forks

I’ve met some great folk in my lifetime it’s true

And of some I’ve become rather fond

But to make something special between two good friends

Needs a wave of a nice magic wand

Journeys

Journeys

I’m sat here writing words for you

As you lay by my side

A lie‘d be told to say I’d not

Thought of you as my bride

Your face directed at the box

Your favourite show is on

The way you glide across the room

As graceful as a swan

There are so many words to use

To say all that you are

I used only the good words too

For you my shining star

And all these days since I met you

My love for you has grown

A special thing we made as two

This magic we now own

I dream of days when we’re both old

Together holding palms

From day one ‘til this moment here

I still love all your charms

Three words

Three words

There’s something that I want to say

I’ve wanted to for days

But I’m not sure of how to say

There are so many ways

I’m scared that you won’t say it back

And I’ll be left to hurt

I kind of wish you’d say it first

I don’t mind if you blurt

I’ve tried to think if simple’s best

Or let those words explode

Or maybe change your phone’s ringtone

And tell you in morse code

I guess that I must take this risk

Because you need to know

Of how much that you mean to me

That you make my heart glow

I hope these words shall warm your heart

Just like you warm my soul

So here’s three words for you my love

Because with you I’m whole

Christmas Love

Christmas Love

So now the evenings have drawn in

And fireworks fill the skies

I hold the hand of you my dear

And look into your eyes

We’ll take a walk down Oxford Street

And view the pretty lights

The sparkle that adorns your face

The best of all the sights

To snuggle down with curtains closed

The world is left outside

To laugh and smile and talk and kiss

To glee you are my guide

Our favourite film has now come on

And smiles now fill our faces

“You learned English” he says to her

As she says “Just in cases”

This moment that we have as one

With you I’m now complete

Because to me you are perfect

Adore you head to feet

Christmas 2015

Christmas 2015

As 2015 sees its end

And Christmas comes around

The twinkly lights come out to play

Around the tree, lights wound

A festive time to watch great films

There’s Die Hard, Notting Hill

For me it is Love Actually

That’s how I like to chill

As all the shops play Christmas tunes

And fill with lost dazed souls

The wrapping paper must be bought

You’ll need so many rolls

For some it is a painful time

To those we give our hearts

And as a laugh we’ll cheer them up

With brussel sprout based farts

So whether you’ll be close or far

To those who you hold dear

Be sure to smile and feel much pride

You’ve done another year

The Theory Of Everything

The Theory Of Everything

To view the beauty high up there

A mystery sits above

Eternal mysteries unexplained

Just like the one of love

The greatest mind of modern times

He seeks to understand

As terror reigns inside his soul

Declining strand by strand

A battle in the sky above

As stars shall live and die

Just like the sparkle seen at night

A new love comes to eye

The questions of the universe

He asks when did time start

And as he works his mind spellbound

By mysteries of the heart

The theory of everything

His mind is most sublime

This man who’s conquered so much, in

A brief history of time

Jack Frost

Jack Frost

As winter comes and darkness falls

A man comes out to play

This man who we all call Jack Frost

He sleeps during the day

And when our curtains close at night

And our eyes shut for sleep

This man who we all call Jack Frost

He comes up from the deep

The moon shines brightly down on him

And shows him where to go

This man who we all call Jack Frost

Must leave before sun glow

A painter of great works of art

His brush strokes there to see

This man who we all call Jack Frost

Leaves sights for us to see

And as the morning sun comes up

And wakes our sleepy heads

This man who we all call Jack Frost

It’s now time for his bed

Paris

Paris

As darkness fell along the Seine

This cool November night

La Tour Eiffel stood tall and proud

Aloft this place of might

As people left their homes for cheer

To laugh, sing songs, and eat

And time moved on from nine o’clock

The mood would soon change beat

That change in beat brought booms and bangs

As laughter turned to screams

And people ran, ran for their lives

There’s no hope left it seems

But then we saw what we’re about

A good and loving race

Where kindness reigns, see #PorteOuverte

The bad ones aren’t our face

Right now it is just still too raw

The heart ache needs to pour

But let’s do what the French do best

And open hearts and doors

Spoons

Spoons

I had these thoughts, they came to me

That I should go and write

A poem all about those spoons

Though forks may feature, right...

‘Cause spoons are great and bendy too

Though more for Uri Geller

A good friend to the king of pop

Whose moves were surely stellar 

See, I use spoons when morning comes

I like cornflakes the most

Though true to say I sometimes change

And treat myself to toast

But back to spoons, must not digress 

Their size important too

As some folk like their spoons quite big

Though small ones can work true

But folks it’s time to end these rhymes

We’ve had some fun with spoons

Though don’t forget about those forks

Whose prongs can make fine tunes