Down By The Sea

Facing you, facing you,

Now I’m embracing you

Down by the deep sea blue.

Kissing you, kissing you,

Never be missing you,

Down by the deep sea blue.

~

Funny Quote

I found this during one of the lockdowns. I’m not into watching sport but thought it was quite funny.

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Rural New Zealand

From a run I did on one of the rural roads near Porirua, I did hear children somewhere! I definitely wasn’t running fast enough to have to slow down after climbing nearly 200 meters (656 feet).

One Of Todays Poems

Women Everywhere

Women, women, everywhere

but not a single one for me,

Perhaps I should be looking,

below the deep blue sea.

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With long blue hair and tentacles

She’d have me all entwined.

Holding me gentle on the waves

She’d surely be a find.

Some Time (yet another silly poem)

Is it the light or night-time?

Is it the wrong or right time?

Could it be that it’s teatime?

Or maybe by the sea time?

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Come meet me in the springtime

it shall be buy a ring time.

We will talk until it’s bedtime,

until it’s rest my head time.

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Warning – Soppy Girlfriend Poem Below

For My Shannon

My lovely Shannon was sent to me,

a shining star that I should see.

Set above the world so high,

How could she look me in the eye?

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Sent from the Lord that I should know,

One made for me so love will grow.

Your broken angel, undeserving,

You my Lord, we’ll keep on serving.

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How could she love one such as me?

Yet may it last through all eternity.

I promise Father to love her strong,

For you my Lord are never wrong.

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I’ll love with every breath I’m given,

With all my heart and all my livin’

I’ll love her ‘till the day we go,

Through Heaven’s gate, Lord make it so.

(This poem is unpublished)

Glass Etching

This is my first attempt at glass etching, please note – I’m not an artist but enjoy trying new things. I now have blue fingers and blue other stuff also.

Contact details

Email me here is you want to:

rogerpertronic@gmail.com

If you wish to leave me your contact details you can fill out this form I made up. Your name and email are the only required questions. The last question is just for fun.

Contact Form

For more of my silly forms, click here

Alone

Alone. Yes, that’s the key word, the most awful word in the English tongue. Murder doesn’t hold a candle to it and hell is only a poor synonym.— Stephen King

I love this quote, it is so true.

New Poem

A poem I wrote to make you think?

A Me Poem

I wonder what caused me to think?

Or see my name written with ink?

On some day I came to be.

I didn’t know that this was me?

Friday Run

Some pictures from my run today (23-09-22). The temperature was 12C (or 53.6F) and light rain. I was getting hot after 1km and enjoyed the run. I ended up running 12km and loved seeing the Spring lambs. Who wants to join me?

Samples from My Rhymes My Stories My Way Part 3

Notes: These samples only show part of the poem.

Book 3 contains 127 poems – if I counted correctly?

Cave

They prayed to the stars,

they prayed to the night

and they prayed to the moon above.

He could give no help,

he could give no light

and he knew he could give no love.

They walked to the east,

they walked to the west

and they walked to the northern shore.

They looked for the heavens,

they looked for the hills

and they looked for the moon once more.

Samples from My Rhymes My Stories My Way Part 2

Notes: These samples only show part of the poem.

Book 2 contains 90 poems – if I counted correctly?

Companions

Frozen earth and clouded heath,

hides its dwellers far beneath.

Through treetop canopy is sighted

a foxtrot of pansies are delighted.

Rolling fog does now reveal,

beauties vision here to feel

a companions warmth beside.    

Closer now does she ride.

Samples from My Rhymes My Stories My Way Part 1

Notes: These samples only show part of the poem.

Book 1 contains 90 poems – if I counted correctly?

The Mirror

Upon a shattered mirror we rode,

we rode the seven waves high.

Upon a shattered mirror we rode,

we rode into a moonlit sky.

Upon a gulls call we turned,

we turned into a starry night.

As the gull screamed and banked,

we turned into the scattered night.

Poems, Poems, Poems

The reason why my poetry posts have been removed is because I have finally published my poems.

There are three books: My Rhymes, My Stories, My Way Part 1, 2 &3. They are in digital format at the moment but I will be working with my publisher on a print version.

Here is a link to the first book. My Rhymes, My Stories, My Way Part 1

The other 2 books are available for pre-order

My Rhymes, My Stories, My Way Part 2

My Rhymes, My Stories, My Way Part 3

For those of you who actually buy my book/s I hope you enjoy them.

I am working on a 4th book in this series and also a science fiction trilogy which is hard work but enjoyable also.

If you have any questions feel free to ask.