The Intermittent Poet

It’s a Hard Life

You chewer of canes and destroyer of pegs
You nipper of ankles and biter of legs
Everyone loves you, it would be fair to say…

Walking the Dog

My cargo pants are always a must
When Pip demands a walk or he’ll bust
With a large pocket, just for my hat
Sometimes it’s bush…

HISTORY REPEATING?

Ever wondered what, your life’s all about
Getting the hang, but now bowled a googly
To get to the end, needs a heart that is…

Baking is Science, Cooking an Art

I bake my own bread, I make my own cakes
Learning slowly, takes as long as it takes
With lots of successes and plenty mistakes
That’s how I learn, to make my own cakes

New Boots

My breathable boots are breathing in water
Should’a bought before now. Knew that I ought’a
I’ll do what I should’a done, when last shopping…

Passing Through

One of My Darlings’ sayings came to me, in the shower when my brain was idling, and it prompted this.

Aardvark in the Car Park

I don’t know what prompted this but the title just popped into my head and I had to go with it.

Blame it on the Acupuncture

This poem is from my early days of writing

Two Cheeks — Inspired by the run up to todays (2024) election