Running Out of Cotton Wool by Don Matthews

You know I grew up on a farm Could always have drowned in the lake Died from the fall of a big tree Or simply from treading on snake And then there’s the horse-drinking trough Was always near top (pretty full) Could easily have fallen from a galloping horse Or gored by our favourite pet…

Publish-Time by Don Matthews

Publishers today don’t seem to Like the written rhyme They say it’s out of fashion to go Rhyming all the time I think of William Shakespeare, Yeats Their work was full of rhyme And if they were alive today They would lack publish-time Today there’s little teaching how To grow the art of rhyme Into…

Was the Night Before Christmas by Don Matthews

Was the night before Christmas When I got his text That Santa would visit me ‘Round planet (convexed) No longer he’s guided By stars (lots of guess) Tech reps have caught up with him Now has GPS (meter changes) I’m waiting here for Santa It’s three o’clock in morn (I’m yawning now but never mind)…

When You Get to My Age by Don Matthews

When you get to my age You say just what you think What others think don’t bother you Rinky dinky dink When you get to my age I write down what I want Don’t care about the colour Don’t care about the font You hurry and put down on page What’s inside your head ‘Cause…

Poetry and Me by Don Matthews

Poetry to me’s About pulling emotions Sad, happy, angry Concocting life potions Sometimes the potion’s Concocted with sad Draws at the heartstrings (We’re not all iron-clad) Sometimes the potion’s Concocted with fun Blues and dark shadows Get scared off, and run Then there’s the potion That pulls anger out Extreme emotions The writer’s about Doesn’t…

Space Reversal by Don Matthews

Expansion – do you like it ?I must admit I don’tMore people, cars, pollutionGive me more space ? – you won’t In fact your space reversingA feeling I can’t bearIt makes me claustrophobicDon’t think you really care Perhaps I’m just old-fashionedAnd long for yesterdayWhen people, cars, pollutionDid not get in my way Forgetting me, I…

Listen Up There Rhyming Board by Don Matthews

Listen up there Rhyming Board(Yes you lot in the sky)I have a group of rhymersWho cheer me as I try Please don’t disappoint themDon’t come down on me hardI want to write new poetryI’m not another Bard Don’t worry ’bout my grammaBlindfold your eyes to ain’tI might spell great as ‘trifficI’m no-ones poet saint I’m…

Good Question Poet Critic by Don Matthews

Maybe this ain’tAin’t poetryDidn’t write it for youJust wrote it for me Poet if you thinkIt ain’t poetryThen why did you post itOn website poetry? Good question criticWhy post it on here?It pulled my emotionsI ended in tears Critic?…… -DON MATTHEWS Don is an Australian writer who focuses on humour.  He runs the ‘Flippant, Comic,…

Editor I Need Some Help Here by Don Matthews

I’m wanting some help with my poetryI need to unburden my brainIt’s giving me mental thrombosisImagine the state of my pain  Have you had a mind-clot of neuronsWho want to stop whirring around?I rely on their whirring-aroundnessTo tell me they’re perfectly sound  I think I’m expecting too much ofMy neurons I want to rotateI should…

I Am Poet Laureate by Don Matthews

I am a Poet LaureateIn nonsense poetryTook years and years of study, sweatTo reach this level (me) Not many brains are cut outTo handle this genreBut when I reached my nonsense-topResounding shouts, ‘good on ya’ I finally got my LaureatshipAt ceremony they donnedA cap and gown upon myselfAnd said arise Sir Don We bow down…

Plink, Plink, Plink by Don Matthews

I sit upon my porcelain Throne and ponder, think I know what you are thinking What rhymes with think, yep, sink I think I must change washer In leaking tap in sink That’s next to me (it’s dripping) Plink, plink, plink You think I’m on my toilet Sitting, waiting, think It’s really all just make…

Rules by Don Matthews

(True story – I was a university student.  My father a preacher.) I went to university Questioned all the rules Wondered why some followed them Looking like such fools Follow rules by all means Those which do make sense Don’t follow blindly all the sheep Cos many just plain dense Question question question I was…

Publisher Wanted by Don Matthews

I’m looking for a publisherA rhymy-loving typeWho wants to increase readership(I also offer skype) There are no skyping rhymers(Who offer two for one)I’ll skype for you both day or nightBuy me (before I’m done) Although my rhyme’s oft silly-likeThere’s serious undertonesA flippant/serious comboWaiting to get known See the one in TO BE? That’s me… -DON…

Meeting Turns to Crap by Don Matthews

(true story in my hometown Adelaide) The staffers were all gathered Round each other, seating When suddenly they heard above A sound, a sudden creaking Very soon they all began To look up, and start mumbling When the creaking sound above them Turned to quite loud rumbling Suddenly the ceiling Above them gave away And…

Crowder by Don Matthews

I tend to be a crowder Crowding people’s ears My mind’s too overactive Oh dear oh dear oh dear Mind, don’t be a crowder Don’t wear your welcome out Slow down your thoughts, restrict, withhold Still need my friends about OK, create, but know your place Can’t always centre stage There’s other players in this…

Press Like – Baa by Don Matthews

Preamble I think some people have a sheep mentality and will press ‘like’ for anything regardless of it being good or bad.  To show support for the writer. Why do you always press like?….. Becos……. Because why?…….. Becos  he writes good…..Doesn’t he?……. Press Like….Baa baaa…..press like…..press like… Why do we press like Leader? … Becos………