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.
View my complete profile
Poppy Wreaths, Remembrance Day
Like blood, they pour on to the ground
A rain spattered permanent sore
The Cenotaph stands high above all
White bone monument forever raw
Etched with the misery of millions
To ‘The Glorious Dead’ of the war
©cih09, 11.11.09
To Twit - to Who?
So I twitter, uploading my musings
In 140 characters, no more
So the world can read my ramblings
What I thought, what I did, who I saw
But my followers aren't great in number
In fact I've only got four -
My Aunt, Gran, the dog and my stalker
..maybe one day I'll get more
©cih09, 11.09.09
Stilletto-ouch!
We wear fantastic shoes that look lovely
(But feel like a medieval torture device)
It's just one of those things women do
So that we look, not feel, nice
©cih09, 11.09.09
Trains
And still children call them choo choos
Tho trains haven't choo choo-d for years
Will they still call for their choo choos
When the last steam train disappears?
©cih09
Commuters
The monochrome masses
©cih09
Hay Fever
Don't treat me like I'm contagious
There's nothing wrong with me
I know I'm sneezing and coughing
But it's my allergy
©cih09
Blog's Broken
Can't drain my brain
To get thoughts
Seen on your screen
©cih09
Boxing
Gloved aggression
©cih09
Climbing
You drive me up the wall
©cih09
Ants
The wombles of the insect world
©cih09, 03.08.09
Swine Flu
Masking what pigs we are
©cih09, 03.08.09
Heat rash
Spot the sun
©cih09, 13.07.09
Big Yellow Self Storage (TM)
Where the bird from Sesame Street shoves his stuff.
©cih09, 27.06.09
Snow
Imperfect impermanent icing over recent recessionary fears and failures
©cih09
The Obsessor
I get overly optimistic
Interpret everything a sign you'll love me eternal
Which, I suppose, that you do
But only in a manner fraternal
©cih04
Next Stop
I've turned into one of those women who weep on trains
Obviously undertaking an emotional journal
©cih04
Mistake
There are men who are strong and are true
So how did I end up with you?
©cih04
Dates
Eating an Easter egg a day after the expiry
Hope I don't
©cih 2009, 14.05.09
Snow
An imperfect impermanent icing over recent recessionary fears and failures
©cih04.02.09
Newer Posts
Older Posts
Home
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)