Sunday, 29 April 2018

Would She?...



Would there be an answer

To her prayers?

Would anyone touch her life

Who really cared?

Or would she grow to realise the best

Times were spent alone

On cold worn steps.



Poem only ©  Copyright Lynn Gerrard


Thursday, 26 October 2017

Heaven & Hell...



Love

Born not of Heaven

But of Hell

For surely

Only the Devil himself

Could so cruelly appoint

That which would tear us apart

Where monsters fail




Poem only  © Copyright Lynn Gerrard

Death-day...



Tick-Tock

Tick-Tock

Onward goes

Our Death-day clock



Poem only  © Copyright Lynn Gerrard


Saturday, 14 January 2017

Another's Shoes...



A day spent

In another's shoes

May expose a weary trail

Spend but a moment

In their head

To truly witness pain.


 © Copyright Lynn Gerrard

Blighted...



As for the children

There was a deadness

In their eyes

And a darkness

In their souls

For they 

Had been burdened

With the sins of 

Their forefathers

And would be

Forever blighted.




Poem only © Copyright Lynn Gerrard

Fragile Heart...



A heart so fragile

Made of glass

Holding teardrops

From the past




Poem only © Copyright Lynn Gerrard

Sunday, 6 November 2016

**RANT ALERT**



**RANDOM RANT ALERT**

On the 26th of October, my 6 foot Christmas tree was joyously decorated with baubles and erected in the window of my living room...much to the amazement of passers-by whose gaping maws mouthed incredulity more, I suspect, than they would have had I suctioned my naked form in a Garfield stance to that very pane. 


Now then, there were several reasons for my doing this and each of those reasons comprises entirely of the words " because I f*****g can!"

As for my being told by some "it's too early" well, maybe it could be deemed so had I erected it in THEIR living room...but I didn't...did I? No!

So, I tell you what...how about YOU don't tell me when it's the right time to put my tree up and I won't tell all of you pyrotechnical premature ejaculates to stick your fireworks in an orifice of my choosing when you're frightening the shite out of my dog weeks before bonfire night, which is bad enough in itself!

Ok?

Excellent...

Thank you for tuning into Lynn's Rant...

Ps: No animals were harmed during the erecting of my Christmas tree!

Pps: Merry Christmas!!


  
©  Copyright Lynn Gerrard