Andy Brookes

Gold Star - 29,596 Points (11 May 1954 / Macclesfield)

Andy Brookes Poems

721. Neon Nights -new- 11/15/2017
722. Reversal Of Fortunes -new- 11/14/2017
723. Climbing The Mountain A Metaphorical Journey -new- 11/14/2017
724. Do Not Believe In Truths Spectral Glass -new- 11/17/2017
725. Loss 12/4/2014
726. Physiognomy -new- 11/8/2017
727. I'm Going To Sue Santa 12/6/2014
728. Brinkmanship 9/3/2017
729. Circular 9/5/2017
730. Thinking 7/18/2017
731. Squaring The Circle 9/18/2017
732. Pebbles In My Shoes 10/13/2017
733. The Ship Lists 10/13/2017
734. Walk Of Shame 10/15/2017
735. Haiku Like Or Is It Senryu? 10/25/2017
736. Setting Off Or The Red Button 10/23/2017
737. Moon Walking 10/28/2017
738. I Need To Get Out More 5/23/2017
739. Let Me Die In.............. -new- 11/20/2017
740. Jerusalem Jerusalem 10/29/2015
741. Tuneless Tangential Targets Missed 11/6/2017
742. Tweeting And Twitching 10/30/2017
743. It's Curtains. 6/22/2016
744. Poetry Recipe -new- 11/13/2017
745. Unravelled -new- 11/13/2017
746. Her Inner Beauty Is Forever Young 11/6/2017
747. Broken Voice 9/3/2017
748. Never Met 6/8/2017
749. Beeches 2/21/2017
750. Expunging 2/16/2017
751. Spinning Yarns With Woolly Thoughts 10/27/2017
752. Lamination's Or Dreaming Giants -new- 11/11/2017
753. I'm Only Human 12/14/2014

Comments about Andy Brookes

  • Robert Murray Smith Robert Murray Smith (11/17/2017 5:00:00 PM)

    Those who read the writings of Andy Brookes will be rewarded with poetic gems.

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  • Robert Murray Smith Robert Murray Smith (9/25/2017 8:12:00 AM)

    Andy Brookes is a very talented poet whom I follow closely. His poems range over a wide range.
    Robert

Best Poem of Andy Brookes

I'm Only Human

I work my fingers to the bone,
And I know I shouldn't moan.
Not get upset about my work,
If criticised by some jerk.

It's sad to say, my skin is thin,
Tough exterior, soft within.
I try so not to let it hurt,
When hit by a poem expert.

I know I have a lot to learn,
But cruel remarks, they just burn.
And you know I have no fear,
Of ever becoming like Shakespeare.

I write just whims, airy fancies,
Which people stab with their lances.
With their thrusts they put me down,
Making me feel like a clown.

But be it good or be it ...

Read the full of I'm Only Human

Shades Of Gray

there are greys and greys
sky shifts from blue grey to dove grey
the hills shift in the mist grey of morning
light fractures the hills and avenues of valleys
gun metal heaving seas of gray
beneath the green fields of grass
washing to a fro between the dry stone walls

Gray Manchester

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