Phils Words

Thanks Philip for your likes on Halfway There and Craving

Many Thanks for stopping by to read & like some of my poems. I appreciate that. I enjoyed your poem Shouting! Look forward to reading more of your work.

Hi Philip. Just a quick thanks for the like you left on "My World Within A World". I appreciate it. This also led me to checking out your work and I love what I have read (and heard). You are very skilled and inspiring. Looking forward to witnessing more of your creations. Take care.

Thanks for stopping by my page, reading a few and commenting Philip. I'm enjoying your poetry too! ?

thanks for your kind comments on 'monday morning - 9am' Philip - yes - I'm so glad I finally escaped from their clutches - I think I must have spent half my working life with these characters in these kind of meetings. I appreciate you taking the time to comment
Ian ?

D.knape..that's very cryptic ???

pest control eh?
a good career for any budding poet.
all poets need backup
because there is no money in Poetry
it's not a true job
more like an Obsession..

I was afraid to let the crazy out, but after your encouragement....couldn't resist.

Lisa

Thank you for reading and liking my poetry Phil it is à great boost and much appreciated, Taylor ?

Hi Phillip, I am really enjoying reading your poetry.
Thank you for taking the time to read some of my work. I really do appreciate it...?

Hello Philip, I have truly enjoyed listening to some of your poems, in particular The Loss & Meet me There. Both your delivery and voice are superb as the reader is so comfortably invited into the scene. Thank you, I look forward to reading or listening to more of your work. Keith

Hi Philip

Thank you for your recent remarks on my page. Weirdly enough, I did a poem in January 2012 with the same title. I'm not gonna blog it but here it is:

WALK TO THE SHOPS

Slip into the sprinkle of a drizzle-filled day
Plastic bag crisp in hand, aiming for the shops
Feet to floor
Pavement pound
Carry on
Past the step
yellow tread
bearing Bulmers: lippy-stained
halfway drained
Pavement decorated in
a strange shade of sick

J’arrive at ‘The Parade’!
The Mean Street of Thatto Heath
Stench of piss and pizza
wraps itself around my mouth
as I kick along the papers
that cradled last night’s chips
Pit-shaved grinning princess,
billboarded, looks down
From within her perma-tan, she oozes
anonymity
Blinding me with bleachy teeth and peachy poreless face

I hope to fuck my DNA does not contain that kind of clean

Feet to floor
Pavement pound
Past the bus stop;
betting shop;
fag shop; tat shop;
takeaway; SALON;
takeaway; TANNING;
takeaway, takeaway;
CHIPPY.
Luckily:
‘health advice for minor conditions’ -
free inside the pharmacy

There’s no water in the fridges of the takeaway shops
And I didn’t want pop. They looked at me weird.
Social pariah, for wanting water.

Feet to floor
Pavement pound
Homeward bound
Past the salon
Chip fat alley
Tan tat fag bet bus
Ministering pharmacist
Past the step
yellow tread
Bulmers gone
Small red shoe there now instead
… wonder who..?
Tiny tatty lone red shoe
Torn too. Wonder if she’s..?
Nearly home
Nearly there
Rid my mouth of piss and murk
Home from hell on earth
a walk to the shops
and a musing or four
And then I recall
I forgot
what?
I went for

Hi Philip thanks for taking the time to comment on the Smegroyds. You really wouldn't want them moving in near you.
Cheers Kevin

These WOL-ers really are a great bunch, very eclectic in interests, background, and ages. I'm really glad you've decided to join. There will always be someone to surprise and stimulate you.

IMO, joining in with comments is hugely rewarding. Or even using the 'Flower Button'.

Thank you for comments around G C D7 G , lovely feedback... my first poem for 20 years .

inspired to write by fellow poets of write out loud..