Author name: Philip Barton

A car ran over my shadow,

But it didn’t hurt much at all.

It went over my torso,

And would have hurt more so

If I hadn’t been quite so tall.

 

© Copyright Philip Barton 11th August 2018. All rights reserved

When your spring winds down,

Like Grandfather clocks.

And your life falls apart like a ship on the rocks.

When you give your last frown,

In your old dressing gown,

Do you go to the land of the missing socks?

 

            © Copyright Philip Barton July 21st, 2012. All rights reserved.

He’s the biggest of the pumpkins,

Orange smug and plump.

Dense inside,

We look with pride,

And call it Donald Trump.

 

©  Copyright Philip Barton, March 22nd, 2026. All rights reserved

A heterodox,

Leapt out of the box

And scampered through life

On his own.

From youth to long tooth,

He quested for truth,

And all sooth

that he sought

Is now known.

 

(*Heterodox – someone of a differing or unorthodox opinion)

© Copyright Philip Barton 26th October 2019. All rights reserved.

It can seem the world is serious,

But we are here to tell

Of a happy little website

Where light-hearted people dwell.

Don’t be discreet – click Like and Tweet,

And let your star shine bright.

Be hard to beat and fleet of feet

Get published what you write.

Don’t jot it down then slowly drown,

Within a glass of wine.

Don’t let the bastards get you down

And now you write this line.

 

            © Copyright Philip Barton May 21st, 2021. All rights reserved.

My children are grown up.

They’re gone and I’m bereft.

They went out in the world.

Now I’m the only child left.

 

© Copyright Philip Barton, April 28th, 2026, All rights reserved

The big picture is important,

Not nitty-pick detail.

Look up, not down,

Top end of town.

Be strong of mind, not frail.

Look to the far horizon,

See all the world’s far span.

Toughen up,

Young buttercup,

You are tomorrow’s man.

Best foot forward go,

You’re now, not some has-been.

Scan near and far,

No, not the bar.

Somewhere there’s caffeine.

 

© Copyright Philip Barton, July 18th, 2025, All rights reserved

There are scary sights all around us.

Ditty demons for every age.

But the worst sight of all,

Is the lack of a scrawl,

On a totally empty page.

 

© Copyright Philip Barton 28th May 2021. All rights reserved.

If laws are constantly changing

Then laws must be constantly wrong.

If the laws are astray,

Then who is to say

That the crooked weren’t right all along?

 

© Copyright Philip Barton 3rd July 2018. All rights reserved.