starcline - less a blog, more a derailed train of thought
About Me
- clinestar
- Part time poet, full time librarian, student of the delights of milk chocolate. Likes books, milk, paddling, poetry, scribbling, chocolate, notebooks, sea, piers. Not necessarily in that order. All work copyright cih.
Teatime
Despite my dislike of the national beverage,
I'll proudly proclaim my cultural heritage
Love it or hate it, builders or Earl Grey
It has to be made in a certain way
Though sadly I don't like tea as I oughta
I know it must be made with boiling water
And if you have a cuppa when you feel the thirst
Don't forget to put the milk in first
© cih11, 26.05.11
I'll proudly proclaim my cultural heritage
Love it or hate it, builders or Earl Grey
It has to be made in a certain way
Though sadly I don't like tea as I oughta
I know it must be made with boiling water
And if you have a cuppa when you feel the thirst
Don't forget to put the milk in first
© cih11, 26.05.11
Footwear
I'm not a shoe-aholic
but my figure changes so
that only shoes will fit my shape
whether I slim or grow
©cih11, 04.05.11
but my figure changes so
that only shoes will fit my shape
whether I slim or grow
©cih11, 04.05.11
Denial
I can stop any time I like
She told me with a defiant laugh
What a thing for her epitaph
©cih11, 24.03.11
She told me with a defiant laugh
What a thing for her epitaph
©cih11, 24.03.11
Russian Roulette
So you're young
Do you think that'll save you?
Playing Russian Roulette with your life
A packet of cigs every day
A bottle of wine every night
You don't think high blood pressure's worrying
That your future is under attack
You laugh and open the bottle
And light yourself a fresh fag
©cih11, 24.03.11
Do you think that'll save you?
Playing Russian Roulette with your life
A packet of cigs every day
A bottle of wine every night
You don't think high blood pressure's worrying
That your future is under attack
You laugh and open the bottle
And light yourself a fresh fag
©cih11, 24.03.11
Wedding Reception
I stare at the ring on my finger
And know it meant nothing at all
Complicit, your glances would linger
I'd wait alone, with our guests, in the hall
It's no wonder that our relationship's dead
You took the waitress on honeymoon instead
©cih11, 07.03.11
And know it meant nothing at all
Complicit, your glances would linger
I'd wait alone, with our guests, in the hall
It's no wonder that our relationship's dead
You took the waitress on honeymoon instead
©cih11, 07.03.11
Playtime
March
Today is the first day of Spring
When all lambs should be doing their thing
With daffodils dancing
And snowdrops advancing
To announce the new season's moved in
Instead we have Winter again
Icy winds, bitter cold, yet more rain
The daffodils wilting
Their bodies lie quilting
The mud at the side of the lane
©cih11, 03.03.11
When all lambs should be doing their thing
With daffodils dancing
And snowdrops advancing
To announce the new season's moved in
Instead we have Winter again
Icy winds, bitter cold, yet more rain
The daffodils wilting
Their bodies lie quilting
The mud at the side of the lane
©cih11, 03.03.11
Ice
Arctic chill lashes out
Rips through her clothing
Makes her cough
She struggles forward
Fingers outstretched
And manages to
Turn the air con off
©cih11, 25.02.11
Rips through her clothing
Makes her cough
She struggles forward
Fingers outstretched
And manages to
Turn the air con off
©cih11, 25.02.11
Posed
All smiles
The bride
Gazes ahead.
Unaware
Of her bridegroom's expression
He stands
Silently.
A scream in
His mind.
He exudes quiet desperation
©cih11, 22.02.11
The bride
Gazes ahead.
Unaware
Of her bridegroom's expression
He stands
Silently.
A scream in
His mind.
He exudes quiet desperation
©cih11, 22.02.11
Commuter Love
I stand here, every morning
Crowded platform, London train
Trying to catch sight of you
A glimpse to ease my brain
I know we can't be lovers
Our relationship would fail
For men who fall in love with trains
Might just end up in jail
©cih11, 15.02.11
Crowded platform, London train
Trying to catch sight of you
A glimpse to ease my brain
I know we can't be lovers
Our relationship would fail
For men who fall in love with trains
Might just end up in jail
©cih11, 15.02.11
Social Skills
I dabble with trivialities
And giggle
And smile
And flirt
And hope this carapace of charm
Is enough to hide my hurt
©cih11, 15.02.11
And giggle
And smile
And flirt
And hope this carapace of charm
Is enough to hide my hurt
©cih11, 15.02.11
Roses
Roses are red
Roses are pink
Here is some doggerel
To make you all think
Roses are red
Violets are blue
There's a run on the florists
And you're stuck in the queue
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'd not be cynical
But I've seen all of you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Are you stalking me
Or am I stalking you?
Roses are red
Roses are cream
I'm too cynical now
To believe love's sweet dream
Roses are red
But they'll blacken and die
Thanks for the card
But you're not the right guy
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Yet a bit of my heart
Is still dreaming of you
©cih11, 14th February 2011
Roses are pink
Here is some doggerel
To make you all think
Roses are red
Violets are blue
There's a run on the florists
And you're stuck in the queue
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'd not be cynical
But I've seen all of you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Are you stalking me
Or am I stalking you?
Roses are red
Roses are cream
I'm too cynical now
To believe love's sweet dream
Roses are red
But they'll blacken and die
Thanks for the card
But you're not the right guy
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Yet a bit of my heart
Is still dreaming of you
©cih11, 14th February 2011
Date (for Valentine's Day)
She's sitting there, waiting
Impatient, alone
Watching each new arrival
But he still doesn't come
Attraction was mutual
Eyes met, crowded room
But he hasn't turned up
And it's getting dark soon
The door is flung open
Her heart beats faster
Now they're off for a walk
The dog and her master
©cih11, 15.10, Friday 11th February 2011
Impatient, alone
Watching each new arrival
But he still doesn't come
Attraction was mutual
Eyes met, crowded room
But he hasn't turned up
And it's getting dark soon
The door is flung open
Her heart beats faster
Now they're off for a walk
The dog and her master
©cih11, 15.10, Friday 11th February 2011
Time Waits for No (Wo)Man
The old maid sat there in the corner
Wishing her history away
Halycon days, of which she'd had plenty
Now steeped in the reek of decay
She'd thought that she'd be immortal
That her beauty would always be there
But now it was her great age and wrinkles
That caused all the young men to stare
So she mused on lost opportunities
As she sat and longed to be dead
But that's not how it works in the real world -
She married an old man instead
©cih11, 23:32, 6th February 2011
Wishing her history away
Halycon days, of which she'd had plenty
Now steeped in the reek of decay
She'd thought that she'd be immortal
That her beauty would always be there
But now it was her great age and wrinkles
That caused all the young men to stare
So she mused on lost opportunities
As she sat and longed to be dead
But that's not how it works in the real world -
She married an old man instead
©cih11, 23:32, 6th February 2011
Be Mine - at What Price?
The shops ooze red and guilt
For Valentine's Day is here
A special day to show
the loved one the feelings you share
But once the money's spent -
Chocolates eaten, flowers dead
The ones on whom all that money's been spent on
Are Marks & Spencers, Interflora and Clintons
©cih11, 23:14, 04.02.11
For Valentine's Day is here
A special day to show
the loved one the feelings you share
But once the money's spent -
Chocolates eaten, flowers dead
The ones on whom all that money's been spent on
Are Marks & Spencers, Interflora and Clintons
©cih11, 23:14, 04.02.11
Unrequited
No "Brief Encounter", this
No great thwarted romance
Half a spark, quickly quenched
Was all that it was
Not even a stolen kiss
©cih11, 23:03, 04.02.11
No great thwarted romance
Half a spark, quickly quenched
Was all that it was
Not even a stolen kiss
©cih11, 23:03, 04.02.11
Lovelorn
Gazing at you through a window
Object of my frustrated desire
The two of you ignore me -
My blood pressure climbs higher
My heart whispers
'Smash the glass
Attract their attention
What have you to lose?'
My brain argues back
'They're just a pair of shoes'
©cih11, 14:42, 04.02.11
Object of my frustrated desire
The two of you ignore me -
My blood pressure climbs higher
My heart whispers
'Smash the glass
Attract their attention
What have you to lose?'
My brain argues back
'They're just a pair of shoes'
©cih11, 14:42, 04.02.11
Jousting Tournament
In real life Prince Charmings
Don't come along
Without some unwanted baggage -
Ex wife
Recent girlfriend
Divorce settlement
A child from an earlier marriage
But there's a strong possibility
Of happy ever after
Because you have to remember -
You aren't perfect either
©cih11, 23:22, 03.02.11
Don't come along
Without some unwanted baggage -
Ex wife
Recent girlfriend
Divorce settlement
A child from an earlier marriage
But there's a strong possibility
Of happy ever after
Because you have to remember -
You aren't perfect either
©cih11, 23:22, 03.02.11
Mannequin
Layers of artifice lining the shelves
To make you look what you're not
Satin and padding and ribbon and lace
To promote what you haven't quite got
An illusion in making, a conjuror's spell
Or a teenage girl's high school hell
©cih11, 22:21, 30.01.11
To make you look what you're not
Satin and padding and ribbon and lace
To promote what you haven't quite got
An illusion in making, a conjuror's spell
Or a teenage girl's high school hell
©cih11, 22:21, 30.01.11
(Anti) Social Network
People sitting alone
Connected by invisible thread
To others
Sitting alone
That they'll never see
Have never met
© cih11, 7:48, 30.01.2011
Connected by invisible thread
To others
Sitting alone
That they'll never see
Have never met
© cih11, 7:48, 30.01.2011
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