We play by the rules But nobody likes to lose Some cheat But they are not very discreet They think they can outsmart those on the street
By Christopher Beardabout 4 hours ago in Poets
Everybody was looking around All so busy No time to notice Yet they couldn't see that someone else walked right past
An amazing view Only available to a few Must be the best crew I guess this is something to rue Who knew it was true
By Christopher Beard2 days ago in Poets
It was written but nothing happened I was still wondering what to do with it Maybe it wasn't really finished Might be an idea to keep going
Everything was banned So many rules under the new regime Books were no longer allowed Pens were not permitted
By Christopher Beard4 days ago in Poets
What is a poem worth? Could there be a one million dollar poem? Someone already did the one million dollar webpage
It came at great cost I was walking around enjoying looking at the frost Something told me I needed a new boss Whilst I was thinking about it I almost slipped on some moss
We have all this writing Yet what does it mean? Will anyone read it in a thousand years from now? It remains to be seen
By Christopher Beard5 days ago in Poets
Only some will make it Others will never be seen All we know is that they are written by someone behind a screen
Imagine if every time you needed to write it was a chore Hard labour to put down one word Or maybe you had to lift it like a heavy load
Lying all around Everything in a mess Nothing makes sense All in no order Looking further but nothing new
By Christopher Beard8 days ago in Poets
So many questions Didn't know what was requested Had nothing invested Didn't want to do what you suggested
By Christopher Beard9 days ago in Poets
