Biography
In the middle of being middle-aged, sometimes I'm the seagull...soaring, sometimes I'm the pavement...splattered! I enjoy making poetry rhyme. Hopefully one person somewhere will read something I wrote and smile.
Samples
What falls... I wandered lonely as a cloud, Grey rather than white, A seagull flew right through me, And gave me such a fright. His bill had punctured me, And I began to rain, I bled and bled my cargo, But still I felt no pain. The seagull flew right on, And dropped his cargo too, A chip eating seaside goer, All splattered with poo! So while I wander like a cloud, And sometimes I feel grey, At least I have no smelly shroud, And I'm all-white today! Written by Paul Nunn 2014
All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.
Blog entries by Paul Nunn
It's a dirty job... (18/05/2017)
21st Century Folly (31/01/2017)
What falls... (29/01/2017)
Blog link: https://www.writeoutloud.net/blogs/paulnunn
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keith jeffries
Thu 18th May 2017 09:28
Hello Paul, I have read two of your poems which are really very good, tinged with humour and a good sense of rhyme. I look forward to reading more. Thanks. Keith