Andy Brookes

Gold Star - 23,018 Points (11 May 1954 / Macclesfield)

Andy Brookes Poems

601. I'm Going To Sue Santa 12/6/2014
602. Small Comfort 9/5/2017
603. Circular 9/5/2017
604. Brinkmanship 9/3/2017
605. Squaring The Circle -new- 9/18/2017
606. Thinking 7/18/2017
607. Broken Voice 9/3/2017
608. Never Met 6/8/2017
609. Beeches 2/21/2017
610. Expunging 2/16/2017
611. I'm Only Human 12/14/2014
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 ...

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Blue Monarch

She's washing dishes in the sink
where soapy bubbles float.
Her rubber gloves are edged in mink
and ermine trimmed her coat.

Her crown is tidily packed away
Her cloth of gold removed.
Though all alone she feels so gay
Her temper much improved.

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