Richard Sockett

Rookie (29/07/1970 / Sheffield)

Richard Sockett Poems

1. Morehall Reservoir 7/15/2008
2. No Worries 7/15/2008
3. Father, The Potter 7/16/2008
4. Stop It Now 8/8/2008
5. Valley Pentecostal Church 8/15/2008
6. My Children 8/17/2008
7. Betterware Book 9/11/2009
8. Football Ground 3/10/2011
9. Faith Hope Peace 11/28/2011
10. To Ant Marketing 12/1/2011
11. Merry Christmas 12/2/2011
12. Poetry In Motion 12/2/2011
13. Sheffield Pride 12/2/2011
14. Smudge Jess Sooty 12/4/2011
15. Show Your True Colours 12/5/2011
16. Richard Sockett 12/5/2011
17. Totally Devoted 12/6/2011
18. Mistletoe And Wine 12/6/2011
19. Heavenly Smells 12/6/2011
20. Answer Machines 12/8/2011
21. Poetic Justices 12/8/2011
22. Drinking In A Pub 12/8/2011
23. Flowers In A Vase 12/10/2011
24. Waiting 11/20/2008
25. Samaritans Shop 11/22/2008
26. Monday Mornings 12/12/2011
27. At The Pantomime 12/16/2011
28. Christmas Cards 12/22/2011
29. Happy New Year 12/31/2011
30. Where Has My Love Gone? 8/7/2013
31. Parliament 9/11/2013
32. My Mobile Phones 12/20/2011
33. Praise And Worship 11/30/2008
34. Bless This House 12/6/2011
35. Tribute To My Dad 8/31/2008
36. The Last Day Of School 7/18/2008
37. We Love Bathtime 12/15/2011
38. A Bad Day At Work 4/11/2013
39. Rich Man Poor Man 12/10/2011
Best Poem of Richard Sockett

Rich Man Poor Man

Rolex on the wrist, flash car in the drive
Ice bucket cooling French champagne, happy to be alive
Country house immaculate looked after by a butler
High society dinner, knives and forks supplied by the master cutler

Millions in the bank, not earned but handed on a plate
Arriving in his private jet he orders caviar by the crate
Nothing could be finer when relaxing on a luxury liner

Poverty stricken homeless person shuffles in bare feet
Out of luck and down at heel he wanders up and down the street
On his own no one to turn to he thinks all hope is lost

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Morehall Reservoir

I love to walk along this peaceful lake
Just listening to the lapping water and the sound the geese make
Sometimes down the steps so much water does cascade
Other times its peaceful and a splash is seldom made
Trees stand tall and proud watching waves gently play
Boats wait patiently covered up until the regatta day
A fisherman stands in the water waiting for his monster catch
Meanwhile on the shore, some baby ducklings hatch
Generations of children go foraging for hard round conkers

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