YOUR SAUCY SMILE
The way you smile, I still can't forget.
I fell for you on the night we met.
When you said, you love me.
I said, I love you three!
Saucy smile, you do it for me yet.
MK3-221207
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Saturday, 22 December 2007
Mad Kane 3 Love at first sight! Haiku
LOVE AT
FIRST SIGHT
I still can't forget
your smile on the night we met
you still do it yet.
MK3-211207
Thursday, 20 December 2007
TOP 11 ROAD SIGN REDUX
SIGN ONE
MOSS SIDE POST OFFICE.
The workers slow down in
their company bankrolled cars
and sneak a peak at us.
We're dressed in leathers and
designer gear that they can't afford.
They, look at the 'Queue Here'
notice and smile. It's
PRINCESS ROAD POST OFFICE
and it's Crimbo Giro day!
Two policemen monitor the line
but some bright spark, has changed
the letters round on the sign.
After 'Queue Here' it reads:
TO CRAP ON PISSED OFFICERS.
211295MSC
Giro = Welfare check
Pissed = Drunk
Crap = Bodily function No. 2
Crimbo = Christmas
SIGN TWO
KEEP RIGHT EXCEPT TO PASS
Drive slow, unless you want to go fast!
Or: Stay on the road – keep off the grass!
It still read: KEEP RIGHT EXCEPT TO PASS
The last time I drove by, but that’s me.
You see, this other guy, this gamer
He saw a completely different sign
When he uni-cycled up the road
PC PIRATES TEXT GEEK SHOP he read.
TOP11-191207
MOSS SIDE POST OFFICE.
The workers slow down in
their company bankrolled cars
and sneak a peak at us.
We're dressed in leathers and
designer gear that they can't afford.
They, look at the 'Queue Here'
notice and smile. It's
PRINCESS ROAD POST OFFICE
and it's Crimbo Giro day!
Two policemen monitor the line
but some bright spark, has changed
the letters round on the sign.
After 'Queue Here' it reads:
TO CRAP ON PISSED OFFICERS.
211295MSC
Giro = Welfare check
Pissed = Drunk
Crap = Bodily function No. 2
Crimbo = Christmas
SIGN TWO
KEEP RIGHT EXCEPT TO PASS
Drive slow, unless you want to go fast!
Or: Stay on the road – keep off the grass!
It still read: KEEP RIGHT EXCEPT TO PASS
The last time I drove by, but that’s me.
You see, this other guy, this gamer
He saw a completely different sign
When he uni-cycled up the road
PC PIRATES TEXT GEEK SHOP he read.
TOP11-191207
Tuesday, 18 December 2007
WI 15 This Season
THIS SEASON
This is the worst season that I hate
The thin ice is too dicey to skate
Don’t talk to me about snow
Really don’t want to know
Spring is the best time for me to date.
WI15-161207
This is the worst season that I hate
The thin ice is too dicey to skate
Don’t talk to me about snow
Really don’t want to know
Spring is the best time for me to date.
WI15-161207
Sunday, 16 December 2007
RWP#5 Hanging In The Park
Taken from,
Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll.
My ten words were:
Melancholy, Words, Games, Lessons, King,
Summer, Fountains, Days, Name, Executioner.
HANGING IN THE PARK
She sang a melancholy song
Her words, who knows they’re from the ark
The games she played were all so dark
Under the bandstand in the park.
The lessons that she should have learnt
About the Princess, King and Queen
Were put aside so she could dream
About what summer might have been.
She showered in the fountains there
Her numbered days were much the same
Until the judges called her name
When the executioner came.
RWP#5-161207
Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll.
My ten words were:
Melancholy, Words, Games, Lessons, King,
Summer, Fountains, Days, Name, Executioner.
HANGING IN THE PARK
She sang a melancholy song
Her words, who knows they’re from the ark
The games she played were all so dark
Under the bandstand in the park.
The lessons that she should have learnt
About the Princess, King and Queen
Were put aside so she could dream
About what summer might have been.
She showered in the fountains there
Her numbered days were much the same
Until the judges called her name
When the executioner came.
RWP#5-161207
Mad Kane 2 Limerick Attempt: Multitasking!
Limerick Attempt:
MULTITASKING!
There was an accountant, a crook
who thought that he knew how to cook.
Cooking the books and burning the toast
preparing the audit with the nut roast,
the crook spilt gravy all over his book.
MK2-151207
Don't forget you can play my theme tune
Sweet Talkin' Guy, clink the recording in the side bar>>>> >>>
MULTITASKING!
There was an accountant, a crook
who thought that he knew how to cook.
Cooking the books and burning the toast
preparing the audit with the nut roast,
the crook spilt gravy all over his book.
MK2-151207
Don't forget you can play my theme tune
Sweet Talkin' Guy, clink the recording in the side bar>>>> >>>
Friday, 14 December 2007
Mad Kane 2 Multi-tasking!
MULTI-TASKING!
Breakfast and accounts
peanut butter and jelly
all over the books.
MK2-141207
Don't forget to read Nicola's Newsletter Raw Meat...
Thursday, 13 December 2007
TOP 10 Birds and Bonds
BIRDS AND BONDS
They say that every Dog has his day someday,
the top Dogs are the Stray Dogs that hunt in packs
they growl and travel a lot of ground until
the Dog Handler with the white van catches them
with his Shepherds Crook and takes them to the pound.
Alley Cats are king in the concrete jungle
each one has its own hunting zone. In Moss Side
the back alleyways are a litter strewn mess,
Rats, Mice and Cockroaches feed on rotten food.
When they’re hungry the Cats hunt from yard to yard.
We get Magpies, Seagulls and Robin Red Breasts
coming to visit now and then and Starlings.
One day I saw a flock of birds flying by
I only ever saw one nest in the park
and only then, in the top of a tall tree.
I saw a Squirrel once, climbing on our shed.
And Foxes, spotted in car headlights at night
crafty as they are they’re no match for the Cats.
As for the Pigeons, the Washing Machine Man
is the only one who feeds these birds and bonds.
TOP10-MSC121207
They say that every Dog has his day someday,
the top Dogs are the Stray Dogs that hunt in packs
they growl and travel a lot of ground until
the Dog Handler with the white van catches them
with his Shepherds Crook and takes them to the pound.
Alley Cats are king in the concrete jungle
each one has its own hunting zone. In Moss Side
the back alleyways are a litter strewn mess,
Rats, Mice and Cockroaches feed on rotten food.
When they’re hungry the Cats hunt from yard to yard.
We get Magpies, Seagulls and Robin Red Breasts
coming to visit now and then and Starlings.
One day I saw a flock of birds flying by
I only ever saw one nest in the park
and only then, in the top of a tall tree.
I saw a Squirrel once, climbing on our shed.
And Foxes, spotted in car headlights at night
crafty as they are they’re no match for the Cats.
As for the Pigeons, the Washing Machine Man
is the only one who feeds these birds and bonds.
TOP10-MSC121207
Tuesday, 11 December 2007
WI14 The Moment
THE MOMENT
A lifetime seems like a decade seems like a month. Seems like a week seems like a day seems like an hour. Seems like a minute seems like this. The moment that seems like life starts…
WI14-101207
A lifetime seems like a decade seems like a month. Seems like a week seems like a day seems like an hour. Seems like a minute seems like this. The moment that seems like life starts…
WI14-101207
RWP#4 Confession
Picture:
The Sacred Heart Catholic Church at St Aubins Village in Jersey.
The Sacred Heart Catholic Church at St Aubins Village in Jersey.
CONFESSION
The last time I went to church was in my teens,
blue jeans, sweet dreams, cool themes.
Only, there was this one sin I needed to get off my chest, one thing!
I thought that God missed me all these years but he couldn’t see me for sin.
That’s what the priest at St Aubins told me anyhow, when I told him.
It was the summer of seventy-four, we spent it on the beach there.
And another five round the corner at St Brelades, The Golden Sands.
Is there anything else you can tell me, have you touched your naughty thing?
Maybe you’ve touched a girl, got her into trouble, you will burn in hell!
I said no, there’s nothing else, just give me my penance and let me go.
Very well, say three Our Fathers, two Hail Mary’s and a Glory be…
I thanked the Irish Priest and prayed that he and his god could not see me.
RWP#4-091207
The last time I went to church was in my teens,
blue jeans, sweet dreams, cool themes.
Only, there was this one sin I needed to get off my chest, one thing!
I thought that God missed me all these years but he couldn’t see me for sin.
That’s what the priest at St Aubins told me anyhow, when I told him.
It was the summer of seventy-four, we spent it on the beach there.
And another five round the corner at St Brelades, The Golden Sands.
Is there anything else you can tell me, have you touched your naughty thing?
Maybe you’ve touched a girl, got her into trouble, you will burn in hell!
I said no, there’s nothing else, just give me my penance and let me go.
Very well, say three Our Fathers, two Hail Mary’s and a Glory be…
I thanked the Irish Priest and prayed that he and his god could not see me.
RWP#4-091207
Monday, 10 December 2007
Mad Kane's Limerick + Haiku Prompt
SOME DRIVING
ADVICE
Look where you're going
'cos you're going where you look
The instructor said.
Thursday, 6 December 2007
TOP 9 ROAD SIGN
ROAD SIGN
I’m the king of
the concrete jungle.
I’m the jam jar VIP.
I drive about in my Jaguar
Little old lion cub me.
I swing from street light
To traffic light through
the forest of road signs
From Cricklewood to Brentwood
not far as the crow flies
But to negotiate the
North Circ. at rush hour
I might well pack a pic-nic
and spend the night away.
I drove past Kelvedon Hatch
today and until I saw
the road sign I never
knew that that meant that,
but everyone knows now.
Which only goes to
show you can’t keep a
Secret Nuclear Bunker
secret and write it
on the wall.
TOP9-061207
Clink-the-link- HERE For the full history of this Secret Nuclear Bunker.
I’m the king of
the concrete jungle.
I’m the jam jar VIP.
I drive about in my Jaguar
Little old lion cub me.
I swing from street light
To traffic light through
the forest of road signs
From Cricklewood to Brentwood
not far as the crow flies
But to negotiate the
North Circ. at rush hour
I might well pack a pic-nic
and spend the night away.
I drove past Kelvedon Hatch
today and until I saw
the road sign I never
knew that that meant that,
but everyone knows now.
Which only goes to
show you can’t keep a
Secret Nuclear Bunker
secret and write it
on the wall.
TOP9-061207
Clink-the-link- HERE For the full history of this Secret Nuclear Bunker.
Tuesday, 4 December 2007
WI-13 The Promise
RHYME TIME
You sent a text to my dog ‘n’ bone
didn’t understand a thing you wrote
I called you on your home trombone
got a message saying try cell phone
I clocked you on the apples an’ pears.
Later mate, I’m in a right two an’ eight.
Good job I didn’t wanna make a date
I promise you I would be late!
WI13-041207
You sent a text to my dog ‘n’ bone
didn’t understand a thing you wrote
I called you on your home trombone
got a message saying try cell phone
I clocked you on the apples an’ pears.
Later mate, I’m in a right two an’ eight.
Good job I didn’t wanna make a date
I promise you I would be late!
WI13-041207
Monday, 3 December 2007
RWP #3 Sand Cement and Stone..
SAND CEMENT AND STONE
you are sand cement and stone
you can build your home sweet home
make an epitaph to Rome
you can lay a frog and toad
in sections load on load a
Roman road to your abode
if you need a real quick fix
you can make a bucket mix
you can insulate my wall
you can help soundproof my hall
mould yourself into a dome
you are sand cement and stone
as concrete you’re better known
RWP#3-011207
you are sand cement and stone
you can build your home sweet home
make an epitaph to Rome
you can lay a frog and toad
in sections load on load a
Roman road to your abode
if you need a real quick fix
you can make a bucket mix
you can insulate my wall
you can help soundproof my hall
mould yourself into a dome
you are sand cement and stone
as concrete you’re better known
RWP#3-011207
Sunday, 2 December 2007
DON'T YOU KNOW!!
STOP
PRESS
DON'T YOU KNOW!
I'll be performing at the
Tudor House Hotel in Wigan
on Thursday 13th. December in
The Grand Christmas Poetry Slam!
It's at 8pm - don't be late...
details from WriteOutLoud
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