Willow

Staring through double glass,

At our tall white willow.

Thick window pass,

As I sink into pillow.

I want this to pass,

A painful memory.

Slipping school class,

To avoid my young enemy.

Stared into my mirror,

A double blot reflection.

Never run with scissors,

A youthful infection.

I can't help to believe,

My youthful distractions.

Only wanted to receive,

Less school letter infractons. 

Fighting playground bullies,

To stop unhelpful young males.

I'm pulling endless pullies,

A maze of dead end sales.

Sold out the American dreams,

No REM sleep for my head.

Rub my rash with Mums creams,

And time pass wishes in bed.

I don't know what this all makes,

Apart from a head full of pains.

A life full of heart breaks,

And nothing is to be gained. 

© 2025 All Rights Reserved Robert Reid

Flash Fiction - Don't

Don't" Laura begged, her lovely long blonde locks flowing in the cool night wind. She wanted me to stay but I knew I couldn’t. 

She'd cheated on me for the last time. I couldn't keep on forgiving her; this was the last time. She had to understand how how much pain she had caused.

"Don't" a teary-eyed Laura pleaded once more, her hand gripped my arm ever more tightly. 

However, I had already decided to let her go, and watched as she faded away into the dark sky, clutching and grabbing frantically at empty air.

© 2024 - All Rights Reserved - Robert Reid

This was my competition entry into a 100 word Flash Competition 

Come Take Me

Come take me,

Try,

Have a go and take me, 

It won't be easy.

But still,

Take me, try,

Take me away,

Far far away.

Lock me in your hole,

Throw away the key,

Take me to your judge,

I'll cop a plea.

Just take me,

Please, please,

Try and take me babe,

Please try and take me away.

© 2024 - All Rights Reserved Robert Reid

Valentines Day

Its Valentines Day,

A total love mass-a-cre.

Heart pumped full of lead

Everyone jump in your car.

Write the date down,

It’s the 14th of Feb.

A day to remiss,

Roses prickly n red.

Rat-a-tat-tat,

Loves guns go off.

Your tied to the chair,

Spitting out a bloody cough.

Your birds ran home,

Nothing left but blood n gore.

Lay your weapons down,

Rest your heart on the floor.

So loves all around,

But just not in your bed.

So pull your hearts trigger,

And lay down with the dead.

© 2024 – Robert Reid All Rights Reserved

LAЯDY DAЯDY

Lardy Dardy,

We liked to party,

She scouted Smirnoff,

I got Barcardi.

Яoly Poly,

She Didn't kno me,

I liked a good ting,

But she liked pony.

It got crazy,

Brain got hazy,

I was a hermit,

As ppl were raving.

Bish Bash Bosh,

I needed a wash,

Trying 2 pull here,

I'd already lost.

So Daisy Maisy,

Pls come n play me,

I was washed up,

Hungry n lazy.

I was fuck3d up,

Sipped from devil's cup.

Creepin n reaping,

She lifted me right up.

Boiled N Bubble,

I was in trouble,

But she had my back,

Turned cases 2 rubble.

So turn the last page,

Burned out dance stage,

We fell in lov3,

N saw out r old days.

© 2023 – All Rights Reserved Robert Reid

Funeral

I can't leave my bed as I'm always half asleep,

Got no nice munch so I never eat.

N I toke like a chimney til I can't breathe,

So I'm a mental wreck n I've always been.

But I hate myself but that's alright,

N I drug myself to get through the night.

And I tell myself that's its no blight,

That I'm a paranoid mess but I'm always right.

I used to 2 b a bandit n always on the run,

Slept in cars but only if I had a gun,

I had cooch on call if I wanted some fun,

But I hate the light so I stayed out the sun.

See the life I lead is pressure on the soul,

N I think I've spent half of it, on the rock n roll.

Need to love myself coz my bodies getting old,

N it only takes an hour to spend 2 weeks dole.

I think I've been put, on too many ban lists, 

Even the NHS ban my rhymes, it takes the piss.

Yanks think I elected Trump, what a bunch of tits,

Of course I'm a disinfo agent, on multiple no-fly lists.

So everybody hates my guts n that's alright,

I sometimes get mardy, so I like to fight.

Hopefully I'll take enuff meds to sleep 2nite,

Don't count on it, coz my brain keeps on a light.

I'm a pale white anaemic, other people's bloods flowing in me,

Been stabbed so much, got far 2 many scars 2 see.

N when I cop a charge I always bag a plea,

Coz blue mattress cells seen 2 much of me.

So nobody loves me but that's alright,

N someone might love me n that's their plight.

I love the pain of being stuck with chivs, n that aint right,

But TBH no1 gives 2 flyin fucks, about my shite.

So I don't give a shit, what ppl think no more,

But I'm still a gent n will hold open a door.

I may no longer be rich so it's hard being poor,

But cud be worse, at least I don't sleep on the floor.

 

© 2022  - Robert Reid - All Rights Reserved

Brown Bitch....

I’m in love with a lady,

Her name is brown.

She consumes my heart,

Makes me forget,

Everything,

For a while.

But then I need her beside me,

Again.

I cannot live without her.

She scares me yet I cannot leave.

Together we will die

Hand in hand,

I fear that my funeral has already been planned.

© 2001 – All Rights Reserved - Robert Reid

Smell...

This Skr3w is new, and I dunno wat 2 do,

Bashed ten blues, but my minds still on u.

Tried 2 get up but my duvets stuck like glue,

Lying here cashless thinking who to sue.

Ur just a lovely brunette and I want 2 smell ur hair,

Give me 5 mins, I don't give a toss wat u wear.

Don't wanna get close, n I'm always aware,

That peeps think a bloke like me, cud never ever care.

I don't hav the words to spit to u online,

N u'd prob be miffed if u ever heard this rhyme.

Can't write love songs, they wudn't hv that chime,

And I run 2 much to even have the time.

I jus like that smile when u don't even know,

Flick of that brown, putting on a show.

Your the sort of girl that I'd really like to know,

But the chance of the bet is I'd prob let it blow.

So I sit here alone n just twiddle wiv my phone,

Hoping every min that u'd catch the dog n bone.

Coz the truth of the matter is I'll prob end up alone,

N that Facefuck profile I stare at, is prob just a clone.

© 2020 – All Rights Reserved - Robert Reid