Silly Poems

dead bug

by Andy Curtis

[the author of this poem owns a "The Bug" made by PURE, part of Imagination Technologies. This item is essentially a DAB alarm clock radio designed by Wayne Hemingway. If you want to know more go HERE.]

My Bug has expired
Its lights have gone out
It’s silent and dark
Of that there’s no doubt
It’s speakers don’t sound
They don’t bounce to the beat
Its woofers don’t woof
And its tweeters don’t tweet.

But help is on hand
From Stuart & co.
Those people from PURE
Are concerned, I now know,
For they’re sending a part out
From the factory floor
So that I can awaken
To radio once more.

(In case you are wondering
the part came on time
and so now, thankfully,
everything's fine.)

dictated swan poem (3rd attempt)

by Jason Thompson

As you glide through silver lake
A wake of lazy ripples
Leaves the arrow of your passage
Marked for a moment
Sent out across the surface.

Silence. And on you glide
All around the sound of gentle lapping
Gently applauds the dignified
Progress of your form,
A snow white number two
On a green-grey glass expanse
Of conjoined droplets.

Er.gracefully you swim on,
And as your silky neck bends down
Bowing as you lap the water,
You pause and smile.no..I mean watch,
Considering the flotilla of your family
And.er.hang on.

Oh swan, how can you.bugger.
No, I'll have to stop.
Switch it off Moira. Blast blast blast
The silly bloody (click).

pigs and mice

by Jason Thomson

Pigs and mice are rather nice
But take the bones out first.