Apples and Pears
4 bloody a.m.
in the morning,
yet again,
eyes drooping.
Most definately Insane.
So mum would say,
once back in the day.
'get thee to bed love'
in a not so subtle way.
It would be more like
get to **** sleep
and i'd crawl
and yawn
my way up the stairs.
and snuggle
and cuddle
up to my teddy bears.
4 bloody thirty
in the morning,
and another 30 years,
no mum to say
get up them **** stairs.
So I stall, and I wait,
for that first streak
of daybreak,
and fitfully doze,
in that sleep-wake state,
and wait for the crows,
and the whispers above
to shout 'mummy up-wake',
and the 'devils incarnate'
will run down the stairs
and mush my poor head
to ripe apples and pears.
And for a **** minute
I think I prefer mum's
'get up the **** stairs'.
( the new profile picture was painted by my mum, she has done a series of original copies - sort of with her own theme - of which I keep religiously absconding with on every visit )
Dave Bradley
Sun 1st Nov 2009 09:07
Only just found this Nicky, enjoyed it and can certainly connect with it!