Andy Brookes

Gold Star - 33,511 Points (11 May 1954 / Macclesfield)

Andy Brookes Poems

321. Italia 5/4/2016
322. Teutonic Night 5/5/2016
323. Edens Fall 5/5/2016
324. Unhinged 5/5/2016
325. Iberia 5/7/2016
326. Reflections 5/23/2016
327. Befogged 5/24/2016
328. Epitaph 5/25/2016
329. Summer 5/30/2016
330. All The Kings Horses 6/4/2016
331. Untitled 2 6/10/2016
332. Conversation With The Muse Xxxii 6/10/2016
333. Perpetua 6/11/2016
334. Teddy Knows 6/11/2016
335. Conversation With The Muse Xxxiv 6/12/2016
336. Conversation With The Muse Xxxv 6/13/2016
337. Conversation With The Muse Xxxvi 6/13/2016
338. Lexiconical 6/14/2016
339. [ The Carpets Shabby ] 6/15/2016
340. Throwing In My Lot (C W T M 37) 6/15/2016
341. Trumped Up Charges (C W T M 36) 6/15/2016
342. Magic Carpet 6/15/2016
343. Giant's Dream? 6/16/2016
344. No Conversion (C W T M 40) 6/18/2016
345. Weather Or Not 6/19/2016
346. Weather Or Not 2 6/19/2016
347. Weather Or Not 3 6/19/2016
348. Broken Pen 7/24/2012
349. Sand Head 11/30/2014
350. Blue Monarch 11/30/2014
351. What The Hey 12/3/2014
352. Half 12/3/2014
353. 2 Am 12/4/2014
354. A Bald Man's Lament 12/3/2014
355. Love Is All We Have 12/4/2014
356. Sunday Morning 12/6/2014
357. Deus Pax 12/7/2014
358. Drapery 12/7/2014
359. The Fright Before Christmas 12/9/2014
360. Eaten Up 12/10/2014

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

Sand Head

The ostrich is a funny bird
It lays huge eggs or so I've heard.
Puts its head down in the sand
When senses perils near at hand.
But running never has occurred
Its behaviours just absurd.

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