A day late but.....
I ain't got no valentine,
So just what can I do?
Sleep it off?
Go in the loft?
Spend all day in the loo?
I ain't got no valentine,
It really is a pain.
I'd like to hold,
I'd like to love,
Before I go insane!
(right who said I already am??? Right that's detention for all until someone owns up!)
I ain't got no valentine,
It's really is quite hard.
To want to wake,
For my own sake,
I really need love's shard...
I ain't got no valentine,
But there's someone that I like.
I want to hold him,
I'd like to love him,
Sing his song at a karaoke mike...
I ain't got no valentine,
But maybe there's next year.
And in that time,
I'll find my man,
And bring him right back here...
J R A GIGNEY (15 February 2012)
That's for all those who were lonely yesterday! <3
• All poems written by J R A Gigney unless stated.
A Poetry mess teetering on the strange and fascinating. Nonsense, love, eroticism, comment and other stuff...
Wednesday, 15 February 2012
Forgive (from a dream last night)
Forgive me if I'm shallow,
Forgive me if I'm weak,
Forgive me for all the things I've done.
Forgive me if I've angered you,
Forgive my nasty streak,
But don't blame me for trying to make life fun!!!
J R A Gigney (15 February 2012 5am)
• All poems written by J R A Gigney unless stated.
Forgive me if I'm weak,
Forgive me for all the things I've done.
Forgive me if I've angered you,
Forgive my nasty streak,
But don't blame me for trying to make life fun!!!
J R A Gigney (15 February 2012 5am)
• All poems written by J R A Gigney unless stated.
Tuesday, 14 February 2012
A Lover's Prayer
Please don't sigh or cry for me,
It's not tears or pity that I need.
Just give your love and empathy.
Just be my rock; my inspiration's seed.
And should I ever doubt myself,
Just help me out and guide my hands.
And when I fall or go off course,
Just pull me up; take me off that shelf.
Then when you're down,
I'll be there for you.
I'll guide your hands,
Help to pull you through.
And if you need me,
To hold you tight.
Then our true love,
Will shine in the light.
J R A Gigney (14 February 2012)
• All poems written by J R A Gigney unless stated.
It's not tears or pity that I need.
Just give your love and empathy.
Just be my rock; my inspiration's seed.
And should I ever doubt myself,
Just help me out and guide my hands.
And when I fall or go off course,
Just pull me up; take me off that shelf.
Then when you're down,
I'll be there for you.
I'll guide your hands,
Help to pull you through.
And if you need me,
To hold you tight.
Then our true love,
Will shine in the light.
J R A Gigney (14 February 2012)
• All poems written by J R A Gigney unless stated.
A Plea?
Bring back the lovers,
The Courtship,
The Romance.
Love at first sight,
That begins with a glance.
Work out your problems
Compromise,
Share.
Then all your love,
Will be stronger, more fair.
Hold him and love him,
Kiss,
And caress.
Then your great love,
Will be a success.
J R A Gigney (14 February 2012)
• All poems written by J R A Gigney unless stated.
The Courtship,
The Romance.
Love at first sight,
That begins with a glance.
Work out your problems
Compromise,
Share.
Then all your love,
Will be stronger, more fair.
Hold him and love him,
Kiss,
And caress.
Then your great love,
Will be a success.
J R A Gigney (14 February 2012)
• All poems written by J R A Gigney unless stated.
The Old Sofa
Covered in old leather,
Fabric and lace.
The sofa was floating,
In the emptiness of space.
How it came to be there,
No one could be sure.
But in someone's living room,
It resides no more.
It's old leather surface,
Is warmed by the Sun.
The cob webs inside it,
Had long been unspun.
No more hands would rest,
On its sumptuous arm.
No more would it comfort,
And keep bodies safe from harm.
Old memories of lovers,
Are locked in its frame.
Of wooing and foreplay,
Whilst playing love's sweet game.
No more old coins,
Slip between cover and back.
Even it's old springs,
Are getting quite slack.
It's still out there floating,
In orbit round Earth.
No longer used by anyone,
It's lost all its worth.
And if it hits a satellite,
Who'll really care,
If some obscure TV stations,
Suddenly go off air!?
J R A Gigney (14 February 2012)
Dedicated to my friends James & JC <3
• All poems written by J R A Gigney unless stated.
Fabric and lace.
The sofa was floating,
In the emptiness of space.
How it came to be there,
No one could be sure.
But in someone's living room,
It resides no more.
It's old leather surface,
Is warmed by the Sun.
The cob webs inside it,
Had long been unspun.
No more hands would rest,
On its sumptuous arm.
No more would it comfort,
And keep bodies safe from harm.
Old memories of lovers,
Are locked in its frame.
Of wooing and foreplay,
Whilst playing love's sweet game.
No more old coins,
Slip between cover and back.
Even it's old springs,
Are getting quite slack.
It's still out there floating,
In orbit round Earth.
No longer used by anyone,
It's lost all its worth.
And if it hits a satellite,
Who'll really care,
If some obscure TV stations,
Suddenly go off air!?
J R A Gigney (14 February 2012)
Dedicated to my friends James & JC <3
• All poems written by J R A Gigney unless stated.
Monday, 13 February 2012
What cost?
Feeling a bit strange.
Feeling a bit lost.
Wanting to be held and to hold,
But at what cost, what cost?
Wanting to be touched.
Wanting to be held.
Feeling very cut off
Like a tree that's just been felled.
Giving all the love I can give.
With no one to give it to.
Look into my grey eyes,
Can I give my love to you?
Feeling very strange.
Feeling very lost.
Trying to give all the love I have,
But at what cost, what cost?
J.R.A.Gigney (13 Feb 2012)
• All poems written by J R A Gigney unless stated.
Feeling a bit lost.
Wanting to be held and to hold,
But at what cost, what cost?
Wanting to be touched.
Wanting to be held.
Feeling very cut off
Like a tree that's just been felled.
Giving all the love I can give.
With no one to give it to.
Look into my grey eyes,
Can I give my love to you?
Feeling very strange.
Feeling very lost.
Trying to give all the love I have,
But at what cost, what cost?
J.R.A.Gigney (13 Feb 2012)
• All poems written by J R A Gigney unless stated.
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