Phil Roberts : Writing

I NEVER WANTED MY SONS TO FOLLOW IN MY FOOTSTEPS

I NEVER WANTED MY SONS TO FOLLOW IN MY FOOTSTEPS

A Poem by Phil Roberts


After allThey only lead to hellVia hell on earth By Phil Roberts
TO MY LONG DEAD MOTHER (again)

TO MY LONG DEAD MOTHER (again)

A Poem by Phil Roberts


How dark and long the nightGrowing up in the careOf you, my motherUnstable and violentWith fists as fast as your hair-trigger temperI was very young w..
THE HEADBANGER

THE HEADBANGER

A Poem by Phil Roberts


When I was very youngCertainly pre-school ageI had a little tricycle which I lovedOne dayI decided that I could ride it down stepsI was wrong"Whaaaaaa..
WAITING

WAITING

A Poem by Phil Roberts


We made a vow, you and IIn the sight of no-oneOther than our soulsWhere the truth dwellsAnd awaits usMiles apart within these islesWith hearts keeping..
SWEARING AT THE FOOTBALL

SWEARING AT THE FOOTBALL

A Poem by Phil Roberts


COME ON UNI-TED!!!!!!!!!!No Bloody RooneyInjuredDe Gea injured in the ---kin' warm up!!!For ---k's sake!In the warm up!!!!!Yes! Yes!.....Oh you arse-h..
GYPSY HERITAGE

GYPSY HERITAGE

A Poem by Phil Roberts


We come as we pleaseAnd we leave on the breezeAway........DistanceAs an image of warm blue airThe hooch man denies seditious writhingsComing in proud ..
MAPLE SYRUP

MAPLE SYRUP

A Poem by Phil Roberts


I have this friend across the pondAs bright as clear-night starsIntelligent and talentedAnd faster than souped up carsBut she has her flaws, alasAs al..
 HOSPITAL VISIT

HOSPITAL VISIT

A Poem by Phil Roberts


I knew he was dyingI thought maybe a few weeks leftSo still and so quietThis man whose laugh made us all laughThe man who always had ideasWhere to go,..
IN THE NORTH WE SAY........

IN THE NORTH WE SAY........

A Poem by Phil Roberts


If something needs to be saidDon't let it stagnate in your headDon't chew your lips or bite your tongueJust sing it out 'till your song is sungIt may ..
DOGS AT DAWN

DOGS AT DAWN

A Poem by Phil Roberts


Misty words billow in the coldPluming from their mouthsQuiet swearing and first f*g coughingThey walk close to hedgerowsKicking the dew from the grass..