Scarborough Gypsy

Rookie - 3 Points (2nd October / London)

Scarborough Gypsy Poems

1. Lost Love 3/22/2005
2. With Pride 3/2/2011
3. Miss Taken 4/16/2005
4. Name Of The Game 7/31/2005
5. Pied – R.I.P. 11/24/2009
6. Something Old, Someone Blue 3/21/2005
7. Teenage Nomad 3/21/2005
8. Stay Put 3/21/2005
9. Tanka 4/15/2005
10. Windows 6/26/2005
11. Us 4/24/2005
12. Lullaby 4/25/2005
13. No Words 4/5/2005
14. Plum In Cheek (Herbert Nehrlich's Rhyming Comp) . 2/17/2006
15. Why? 4/23/2005
16. Sunshine After 4/24/2005
17. Tell Me 3/21/2005
18. The Bag Of All Bags 4/23/2005
19. What Mouse Pad/Mat Do You Own? 6/6/2005
20. Tsunami (Tanka) 9/18/2005
21. Shabby Chic Meets Ikea 7/31/2005
22. A Load Of Old Codswallop 4/13/2005
23. Passed 86 2/18/2006
24. Still 3/21/2005
25. She Looked Like A Film Star 1/25/2006
26. I Cry 4/24/2005
27. My Memorable Trip To The Zoo 9/20/2005
28. Nature Boy (For The Softies) . 2/12/2006
29. The Decorator 3/25/2005
30. My Fella 4/4/2005
31. Keeper 4/24/2005
32. Awol 1/14/2006
33. Dawn Patrol (Haiku) 4/18/2005
34. You (Haiku) 4/16/2005
35. Broken 4/24/2005
36. Deep Within 3/21/2005
37. Paris In Springtime 3/21/2005
38. Hot Cup Of Tea 3/21/2005
39. Leave Me Alone! 3/21/2005
40. Just A Sniff 3/21/2005

Comments about Scarborough Gypsy

  • Kayla Jo Trimble (3/22/2007 6:12:00 PM)

    I love this poem! very creative!

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Forty Is An 'F' Word

I look into the mirror
By accident these days
For it’s not my own reflection
That meets my startled gaze
Instead an ageing woman
Stares back into my face
With sagging tired complexion
That can’t keep up the pace
Of someone ten years younger
Who doesn’t need much sleep
And eats and drinks and parties
Without falling in a heap
And I’ve bought all the cosmetics
For anti ageing skin
But they’ve not made any difference
I should chuck them in the bin
And go and get a face-lift
Some subtle tucks and nips
A bit of liposuction
To loose these ...

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Us

TV’s on
Sound is down
Aftermath
Of another day surrounds us
Scattered toys litter the house
And the debris of family life
Decorates every surface
The boy sleeps
Amongst teddy bears and dreams

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