Poems

I still remember the scent Of your embrace I still remember your face The smell of your aftershave  Lingers.......... Your Pheromones  When exercising; The exhilarating scent That made me crave You all the more My sense of smell Distracted me From the sheer hell That was happening  You are now gone But the scent of you lingers.........On.  22/09/2023 Copyright Kizzy York aka K.J.Oakes

I come from my mums fruit cake I come from a long line of strong women I come from Irish Ancestry I come from not wanting to shop anymore I come from Books I come from the Seaside I come from rural areas too I come from Horseriding I come from Midget Gems I come from Bad Mental Health  I come from Good Mental Health Sometimes...... I come from Crisis I come from Dysfunction I come from Curiosity I come from a stampede of elephants I come from hailstones and snow I come from a Summer Breeze I come from Peace

We had an age-old argument : Did drugs inspire great poems ? I said, not on your life On how those drugs you took Affected me as your wife. You said it made you more creative I think that's a lie! You would have more time If you were sober and sound minded Without drugs, you would rhyme! What about all those rock stars? The drugs inspire them Using that as your defense I told you they'd be even better without You caused me great offense Oh, but how I love you Don't want to let you go The drugs have ruined your life I need to turn my back on you The drugs are now your wife!