Poetry Forum

If I was to become a puppet Would you make a rod for my own back? Or would you pull the strings tighter And not cut me any slack? I’m sick of being jerked around By jerks and ham fisted clowns Who will always put me down Like the throwaway lines you chuck around I’m tired of dancing a merry jig When...

It makes me shiver every time A strange sensation running down my spine Every time I hear something that reminds me Of a long remembered, thought forgotten memory. Every time that I'm in London, I see ghosts of you and me Hand in hand, walking in front, past buses and taxis Every time I hear the nam...

If I was to become a puppet Would you make a rod for my own back? Or would you pull the strings tighter And not cut me any slack? I’m sick of being jerked around By jerks and ham fisted clowns Who will always put me down Like the throwaway lines you chuck around I’m tired of dancing a merry jig When...

I collected all the words you said And kept them in an ivory box To sift through when winter came Winds whistling through the lock The time you said you loved me That Christmas under the evergreen Needles sticking in my feet As we kissed for eternity This Christmas I'll carve the turkey And serve a ...