tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222830408539244832026-10-30T12:12:21.036+00:00The Poetry WebsitePoetry - By Andy ThompsonAndy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.comBlogger1481125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-73043240895128663452026-10-06T16:30:00.000+01:002026-10-06T16:30:00.110+01:00(Haiku)Are we poets just<br><div><div>seeking approval before</div></div><div>the loneliness grows?</div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-55961248171508168622026-10-06T16:00:00.000+01:002026-10-06T16:00:00.122+01:00(Haiku)Tinnitus. Mask a<div>noise with another noise to</div><div>make it go away</div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-30888814800629655162026-10-02T18:30:00.000+01:002026-10-02T18:30:00.117+01:00Autistic and ADHD (ooh look - a rabbit)<div>In my head an armagedon</div><div>brain confused and heavy-leaden<br><div>with it's wiring "up the junction"</div><div>short of circuit - a malfunction</div><div>not at all working like yours does </div><div>"why not?" - "who knows!" - it's all because...</div><div><br></div><div>I am just an A.D.H.D </div><div>a condition given me.</div><div>Makes me see what you don't see</div><div>it's my neuro-divergency</div><div>that's"C-B-A" not "A-B-C"</div><div>ain't as simple as it might be </div><div>let us try life differently</div><div>a 999 emergency </div><div>many problems consequently</div><div>this blokes also got Autism</div><div>try to see life through his prism </div><div>attention span - his gold fish bowl</div><div>is as attractive as your butt-hole!</div><div><br></div><div>Inattentive, inattentive inattentiveness.</div><div>Forgetful chaos, write a list,</div><div>he can't help it - <b><i>bless</i></b>!</div><div><br></div><div>The hyper-activities</div><div>blurting answers; loosing keys</div><div><span>constantly interrupt me</span></div><div><span>awkward in society.</span></div><div><span>Never invited socially</span></div><div><span>sandwiches, a cup of tea</span></div><div><span>flexible schedules mean anxiety</span></div><div>not a chance that you'll see me.<span></span></div><div><span><br></span></div><div><div>Inattentive, inattentive inattentiveness!</div><div>Forgetful, chaos, write a list</div><div>he can't help it - <b><i>bless</i></b>!</div></div><div><br></div><div><div>I am just an A.D.H.D </div><div>a condition given me</div><div>makes me see what you don't see</div><div>it's my neuro-divergency</div><div>that's "C-B-A" not "A-B-C".</div></div><div><span><br></span></div><div>Brain <span>with it's wiring "up the junction"</span></div><div>short of circuit - a malfunction</div><div>not at all working like yours does </div><div>"why not?" - "who knows!" - it's all because...</div><div><br></div><div><div>I am just an A.D.H.D. </div><div>a condition given me.</div><div>Makes me see what you don't see</div><div>it's my neuro-divergency</div><div>that's "C-B-A" not "A-B-C"</div><div>ain't as simple as it might be </div><div>let us try life differently</div><div>a 999 emergency </div><div>many problems consequently</div><div>this blokes also got Autism</div><div>try to see life through his prism </div><div>attention span; his gold fish bowl</div><div>is as attractive as your butt-hole</div></div><div><br></div></div><div>In my head an amagedon...</div><div><br></div><div>I am just an A.D.H.D...</div><div><br></div><div>This blokes also got Autism,</div><div>try to see life through his prism.</div><div><br></div><div>..."<i><b>Ooh look! A rabbit!</b></i>"</div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-37374380227839413162026-09-29T20:00:00.000+01:002026-09-29T20:00:00.267+01:00(Haiku)Mornings present new<div>opportunities to make</div><div>different mistakes</div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-41271967363871056892026-09-25T22:00:00.000+01:002026-09-25T22:00:00.186+01:00(Haiku)Infidelity <div>Like an authors unfaithful </div><div><span>readers - as love ends</span></div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-51776222077010065312026-09-25T20:00:00.000+01:002026-09-25T20:00:00.234+01:00(Haiku)does loneliness grow<div>like that of poets seeking</div><div>a congregation</div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-88146196767652643692026-09-22T22:14:00.000+01:002026-09-25T20:35:03.939+01:00(Haiku)<div>Not feeling 'whole'<span> right</span></div><div>now. My '<span>other </span><span>half' </span><span>is off</span></div><div><span>caring for mother</span></div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-46417117617421362552026-09-21T12:30:00.000+01:002026-09-21T12:30:00.116+01:00Storm at Southstack LighthouseStaring into the eyes of a monster<span> </span><div><div>foaming beneath us - e<span>nraged,</span></div><div>a rage that shakes us!</div><div>Displaying it's bright white fangs,</div><div><span>it blinks an eye</span></div><div><span>spitting its </span>venom at us shouting,</div><div>"<span><b><i>Don't come near me</i></b>!"</span></div></div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-34124325294145725092026-09-20T14:30:00.000+01:002026-09-20T14:30:00.112+01:00Five more minutesMy glasses lay waiting on a small bedside table next to me. They call out to me<div><span>resting on a mat with a picture of bird whose type I don't know</span></div><div><div><div>waiting patiently for me to get up and put them on.</div><div>Along side the mat lies a disgarded plaster from yesterday,</div><div>one of those things you stick on your nose to, </div><div>hopefully,</div><div>stop you from snoring.</div><div>The dog obviously isn't wearing one </div><div>there, </div><div>snoring like a train </div><div>blissfully contented - as <span>she has already had her breakfast and a trip out into the garden.</span></div></div><div><span><br></span></div><div>"<i>We must get up</i>" my glasses call once again...</div><div>"<b><i>Five more minutes</i></b>" I sigh!</div></div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-43079357230003619242026-09-16T18:23:00.000+01:002026-09-16T18:23:00.181+01:00(Haiku)So when you say the<div>road ahead is closed, you mean</div><div>it isn't open?</div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-77766969312218838692026-09-15T12:00:00.000+01:002026-09-15T12:00:00.116+01:00(Haiku)Living here <span>for a </span><div><span>long time; I've noticed </span><span>o</span><span>ther </span><div><div>people getting old.</div></div></div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-18506606572913225812026-09-14T22:34:00.000+01:002026-09-14T22:34:00.172+01:00(Haiku)Somethings are best not<div>seen for the mind is more than</div><div>able to summon beasts</div><div><br></div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-22546549481910636612026-09-14T20:25:00.000+01:002026-09-14T20:25:00.160+01:00(Haiku)<div><span> </span></div><div><span>Places to refresh.</span></div><div><span>Coffee</span><span> and toilets. Churches</span><span> </span></div><div><span>for those on </span><span>the move.</span></div><div><br></div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-27823545507454227102026-09-09T19:30:00.000+01:002026-09-09T19:30:00.199+01:00(Haiku)Roads full. Build more roads!<div>Councils build more roads. Chaos</div><div>ensues! We complain...</div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-11331104310961692952026-09-09T18:27:00.000+01:002026-09-09T18:27:00.207+01:00(Haiku)Man shopping with wife<div>Wife picks blouse. "<i>Nice</i>?" asks wife, he;</div><div>not looking; says "yes"<br><div><br></div></div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-74331471191337985122026-09-08T23:59:00.000+01:002026-09-08T23:59:00.198+01:00(Haiku)Tomorrow I will<div>be 65. Oh no - I'm </div><div>65 today!</div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-39970269394037110962026-09-08T20:59:00.000+01:002026-09-15T17:19:10.165+01:00(Haiku)Back at our happy<div>place. Memories. E<span>ven </span><span>my </span></div><div><span>mobile logged straight in.</span></div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-42822804093813747962026-09-07T22:34:00.000+01:002026-09-07T22:34:00.182+01:00(Haiku)The headland <span>houses </span><div><span>we'd love to own, but </span><span>those who </span><div>do - don't appear to!</div><div><br></div></div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-84081435607413316722026-09-07T20:36:00.000+01:002026-09-07T20:36:00.186+01:00(Haiku)Full moon hides behind<div>clouds like children hiding <span>their </span></div><div><span>faces with their hands.</span></div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-71013414154619432462026-09-07T20:32:00.000+01:002026-09-07T20:32:00.190+01:00(Haiku)Listening to the <div>rain. Sat safe and warm <span>inside. </span></div><div>Counting the raindrops</div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-15888533994324425602026-09-07T01:48:00.000+01:002026-09-07T19:49:01.266+01:00(Haiku)Such a noise! The dog<div>snoring, and my wife leafing through</div><div>a novel. So loud!</div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-29740493042625929052026-09-07T00:43:00.000+01:002026-09-07T19:43:45.242+01:00(Haiku)<div>Sunday morning. The </div><div>basics required. <span>Fruit </span><span>juice and</span></div><div><span>paracetamol </span></div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-9176672704319298422026-09-01T16:35:00.000+01:002026-09-01T16:35:00.111+01:00(Haiku)September crept in.<div>Put on a jumper first thing</div><div>Regret choice later</div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-5222449946654810622026-08-29T20:28:00.000+01:002026-08-29T20:28:00.119+01:00(Haiku)She died leaving not<div>a <span>penny, but left with a</span><div>fortune in her heart</div></div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2422283040853924483.post-10980320275556526252026-08-29T14:42:00.000+01:002026-08-29T14:42:00.115+01:00(Haiku)Help son move into <div>a <span>new </span><span>flat. New beginnings through a new window</span></div>Andy Thompson - Poetry http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313668959205106985noreply@blogger.com0