I’ve started to look at them again
Cynical, handsome drunken men
Trilbies perched poetically upon their troubled heads
Broken tired hearts made of lead….
The DNA test
Being a ‘love child’ of the war
My Mother’s up and gone
And had a DNA test
To find out where she’s from…
HEY MRS AVERAGE – letter from a recovering narcissist
You’re nothing special you’re not so great
Take a look at yourself now you’re not off your face
Old Aunt Mediocrity knocks at your door
It’s starting to look like you were a fraud…
The Rag of Spring
New shirt with old jeans
Smell of Al’s coffee beans
Soft pyjamas on my skin
Sweet sound of a mandolin
Sunset over Wanstead Flats
Garden walls with grumpy cats
Bluebells bursting from the ground
In love again with this old town…
Poem for Mental Health Awareness Week
Inspired by Prince Willy
I rang the Mental Health
Thinking I could do with
A bit of that myself…
He wants somebody normal
This poem is a song now too. You can hear it here…
https://soundcloud.com/emma-scarr/he-wants-somebody-normal
He wants somebody normal –
It’s nothing personal
(He thinks I’m kind and clever
Sweet and beautiful)….
Acrostic poem
This is two acrostic poems. The first one using bad things I’ve been called and the second a much more positive interpretation!
Emma the weirdo, out of place
Manic – Depressive basket case
Miscreant, no control
Alcoholic, on the dole….
She Doesn’t Date
She doesn’t date
Or look for a mate
She ducks romance
With a polite “No Thanks…”
What Ya Gonna Be?
This poem was inspired by my 17 year old daughter complaining
about people asking her this stupid question..
(It is a song now – hence the chorus)
WHAT YA GONNA DO GIRL WHAT YA GONNA BE?
WILL YOU GET A JOB OR GO TO UNIVERSITY?
WHAT YA GONNA BE GIRL WHAT YA GONNA DO?
YOU’D BETTER MAKE YER MIND UP SO WE CAN PLAN FOR YOU
The Actor
Unused to the theatre
I thought I’d try my hand
and right on cue I went and fell
for the leading man
When my guard was down
He delivered his first lines
Well-rehearsed and confident
Beautifully – timed….
Emma Scarr 