Jerry Pike

Rookie - 3 Points (Harrow, London, England)

Jerry Pike Poems

81. Last Train 2/18/2007
82. Technology Crazy 11/1/2007
83. Let's Get Lost....For Chet Baker, Jazz Man 1/3/2008
84. Are You Happy With It? 5/31/2007
85. Passed Away 5/4/2007
86. Little Gold Box 7/20/2007
87. The Guns Of Navarone 6/1/2008
88. Snow Is On The Rise Boys 4/6/2008
89. Nutter 4/18/2008
90. Carrot Cake 5/13/2008
91. I Think I Am Close 3/27/2008
92. Map 8/17/2008
93. Byron's Eyes 5/11/2006
94. Don'T Fall In Love 1/22/2008
95. Arise 2/9/2008
96. A Life In The Day 2/18/2007
97. I Cried 10/16/2007
98. Intentions 3/30/2007
99. Piering Back 6/7/2007
100. A Film Star In Babylon 10/17/2007
101. And I Will Whisper 5/13/2006
102. A Late Bird 8/9/2008
Best Poem of Jerry Pike

A Late Bird

A late bird, your song flutters, heart to heart.
I see notes hanging from telephone wires,
then falling softly into the deep grass.
And I lay there, staring out of this world,
into another’s sky, where perhaps you might
be laying, and I ask, who are you?
Over and over, and we drift,
making people out of wishes,
filling skies with cherry blossom
and fancy silken hopes, misplacing spilt dreams,
then throwing a coat down to hide them,
not quite sure who will step on
into the future, and who will sink
out of sight, below that rising heaven.

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Cigarette Smoke

Cigarette Smoke

In the grass by my right hand a cigarette lays,
so I watched as the fumes wove the breeze,
and tobacco turned ash, in the blink of an eye,
gone as life, up in smoke, through the trees.

On the green where I lay, in say fifty years time,
contemplating or writing their dreams,

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