My head is up my arse
All I think about is shit
I'm about as bright as a two watt bulb or a candle that hasn't been lit
At night I sit and ponder
To myself I laugh and smile
I haven't had a sane thought for quite a fucking while
I need someone to talk to, to get me back on track
I've tried talking to myself but I'm not much fucking crack
In life I took the scenic route, now all's not quite the same
Those concoctions I have taken must have tattooed my brain
I wish I could do magic, just like David Blane
All those little brain cells
I would bring them back again
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Author:
Syd (
Offline) - Published: December 10th, 2017 10:13
- Comment from author about the poem: This is the first poem I ever wrote. It was written on the back of a post card when I was feeling rather fragile in Amsterdam and sent to an unsuspecting friend. My apologies if I've lured any 'normal' readers in with the unsuspecting title. I bet you were expecting descriptions of a seafront and melting ice creams etc. Sorry x
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Oohh how you write it in Greek? What buttons do you press for it? I can translate it, given enough time! heehee. To start with: Why is your head up your......apoe?! swoon! lol.
I'm sure its very good if only I could read it.
Give me a while and I will translate it for you Michael. I know a little Greek. Ohh, is there no end to my talents?! Nope lol.
So you are having the same problems as me Orchi - every so often I get poem which is written in strange symbols - and yet when I view it on another device it reads fine. All Greek to me as well.
Yes, Syd said he wrote it in English. Is there a Greek gremlin in here?!
It only happens when I view it on a desk top - what do you use?
Same thing has happened with latest posting by Songbird - just before my poem 'Poetry is..'.
Well, I use my normal laptop. It's happened on a couple of other poems by other poets too.
Hi Michael, it's probably best off left in Greek lol. It's definitely not the best poem in the world. Thanks for trying to read anyway though - Syd
I'm gonna translate it - or try! heehee.
My head is up my a**e
All I think about is s**t
I'm about as bright as a two watt bulb or a candle that hasn't been lit
At night I sit and ponder
To People I laugh and smile
I haven't had a sane thought for quite a f***ing while
I need someone to talk to, to get me back on track
I've tried talking to people but I've not much f***ing crack
In life I took the scenic route, now all's not quite the same
Those concoctions I have taken must have tattooed my brain
I wish I could do magic, just like David Blane
All those little brain cells
I would bring them back again
To myself I laugh and smile
&
I've tried talking to myself
Very good though Orchidee, well translated. It must have took a while. Cheers - Syd
Hee hee thanks Syd. I'm improving, I reckon. I sort of 'saw through' some letters, as it were. Oohh, I shall curse in Greek too then!
So the holiday did not go well and you tried to blame it on David Blaine eh?
Something like that Goldfinch lol. Might as well blame David Blane.
Thanks for reading - Syd
Well, this poem has appeared in Greek, so.....?!
Hi Orchidee, thanks for getting back to me regarding the 'Greek' issue. I'm kinda glad it's only happened on this poem. Thanks for reading and trying to translate lol - Syd
Lol! Cheers James, glad you enjoyed and can relate - Syd
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