Letters and notes set list

I’ve decided to try and do my some of my poems live and have assembled a set list of poems I have written that I believe to be of acceptable quality and I am comfortable enough to see myself possibly being able to recite with confidence to capture the ‘Gretl Feeson’ persona I am looking for haha 🙂

Letters & notes, Corr Blimey Records.

Cruelest

Social decline

Help me forget

Delusions in my mind

Letters & notes

I will look to attach additional links like Soundcloud and Youtube within the links.

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Delusions in my mind

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‘Woops-see! I don’t know
I don’t have ‘skillz’ and I don’t have flow
I’ve gone thirty two years and i’m still unknown
I swore to keep that secret and never let it show
Still I’ve grown
I’m older and wiser
I have ambitions in life to get much higher
To maybe start a family
Even get a wife
The sort of stuff I used to have around me
Yet that’s the tragedy of time
I used to spend most of mine trying to notice any signs
I’d listen to other people and think how relevant are their rhymes
I drew my own conclusions and what did I find?
I’m just another freak with delusions in my mind.

©gretlfeesonpoetry

Lemon chicken w/cauliflower cheese and roast potatoes

Hello.

This was my farewell my love dinner for my gf before she went sway home haha 🙂

It’s chicken breast in a lemon sauce with cauliflower cheese mixed with broccoli and roast potatoes.

It was really tasty, I was amazed at how well the chicken turned out.

I put it in a lemon juice marinade that was mixed with crushed peppercorns and extra virgin olive oil and a little salt. Left in the fridge for 6 hours. I then wrapped the chicken loosely in tinfoil and put in the oven to cook for 25 minutes 🙂

Social Decline

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Look, you can chat on Snap, Facebook, Insta ‘n’ that
Me, I’ve got my preference set to human contact
Living life on Twitter or the likes of Whatsapp
You tend to get depressed seeing all the things yours may lack
Then again, maybe that’s not necessarily true
For what if you hold a different point of view
Just another junkie before they hit the floor
You feel so much better than you ever did before
Next, you find you are counting foes amongst your friends
Food for thoughts and these ads that never seem to end
Morning through til night; they control that train of thought
We no longer give life meaning; turned into mindless robots

Young and curious, I opened all these doors
Old and useless, left only wanting more

(Rhyme scheme – AAAABBCCDDEECC)

©gretlfeesonpoetry