The Poetry Marathon

Mice like cheese and so does a cat
Cats like mice and there’s nothing wrong in that
But whilst mice like cheese moist and raw
Some pussy-cats crave a little bit more

Grilled mouse with sprinkled parmesan flakes
Fresh cheese stuffed mice are good in bakes
Lightly toasted cheese pizza with bits of ground mouse
Goes down well in any cat house
A blue mouse-cheese dip with slices of brie
Is maybe not something that’d please you or me
But a stew with a spicy cheesy-crust top
With mouse chips on the side has cats eating the lot
No meal is complete without a dessert
So a mouse cheesecake with cream just wouldn’t hurt

The recipes are endless I think your agree
But I’ll pass … as the mouse and cheese combo is really not for me

My bed is the portal to adventures anew
Where I travel to worlds
I never knew that I knew
Time has no meaning and space holds no fear
Dates are irrelevant
Once I am here
Falling in gaps between words on a page
Scrolling across gadgets
In this more modern age
Or voices implanted direct to my ear
All story telling helps me simply … disappear
Under the duvet snuggled up tight
Conjuring visions
Deep into the night
Sleeping with excitements
Rifling my brain
Lost in weird dreams until daybreak
Then tomorrow night … it’ll start all over again

Dearest little jumping flea
I truly wish you’d not picked me
To play the host so you and yours
Can live in comfort with food on our four paws
To snack whenever and take a nap
Within the fur around our backs
The feeling is really not nice
As you hop about like demented lice
I’m feeling used
And strangely abused

It’s said you once were circus creatures
Playing all well-known theatres
Now unemployed your living gone
You plague us pets which is so very wrong
Our humans care not for your skills
Of jumping from pet to pet as is your will
To suck the blood from unknown hosts
And leave red spots and itchy coats
To be honest I don’t know what’s in your head
Cause if you’re not careful you’ll end up dead

Mankind prefer to deflea their beloved pets
With potions and sprays from the vets
One Spot on our necks or collar of drugs
Will have you dead as doorknobs on the rugs
To be swept away to the great cloud in the sky
As we wave a heartless goodbye
So stay outside
On creatures that are wild
If you want peace in your short life
Don’t cause us pets so much trouble and strife

Beware the tides of the coming dawn
Casting doubts they do forewarn
Of prophecies not yet born
That stalk this mortal land

Cast forth unto the raging night
Lunar mists to burn too bright
Across the sea as they take flight
illusions still unknown to man

Take heed the coming of the day
Nightmares fade to murky grey
Never to really go away
Locked forever in troubled hands

Beware the tides of the coming dawn
Heed this prophecy to forewarn
Safeguard loved ones not yet born
In this mortal land

I come from the era of sex and drugs
And of rock and roll
music festivals, cheesecloth and no shoes
daisy chains and the sweet-smelling haze of weed

I come from money old and new
I come from bitter and sweet
Of loathing and resentment
Must try harder

I come from simple pleasures
Sunsets and raindrops
Walking barefoot on a deserted beach
Of toes wriggled in wet sand

I now come from stories and poems

Listen night and day
Hear the world as it tries to say
All is sacred under one sun
Nothing more special than another one
Each sings a beautiful tune
But it may well all be gone too soon

Listen with your heart
Listen with you mind
Listen with you soul
And know to never stop listening
No matter where you go

I want to be missed if I went away
Not to die but no longer seen to play
I want people that live on my street
To be aware that we no longer meet
For social media to notice I’ve gone
That I never post a reply to anyone
I don’t want to drop out undetected
To hide away no longer connected
I want to be seen to be right here
I want the world to know and care

The blood of Stones
Heavy after first rains
Geomins
Musky
Earthy
Wet
Raindrops kicking stress levels
Alchemy for the soul

Will you be my friend?
Yes
Will you tell me all about you?
Yes
Will you send me a photo?
Yes
Do you really like me?
Yes
Will you do something for me?
Yes
Will you post a picture of you in a swimsuit?
Yes
Will you turn your video on?
Yes
Will you take your top off?
Will you take everything off?
Will you meet me in secret?
Will you?
Will you?

Will you regret it later?
Yes

I have longed for you
For too long
Far too long
Wishing on the miracle of birth
To hold you in my arms
Kiss your hands and feet
The smell
Only of a new-born
To hear your cries
See your smile
Watch you grow
But I have now longed for you
For far too long
For it to every be