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Letters & notes is now on Soundcloud.

You can hear me reciting a number of my poems here

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Did you hear about my friend

Did you hear about my friend today.
He lost his most important part.
Though he has his mouth they say.
Each word a poison dart.
And yet he has both eyes to see.
Just how they make their mark.
Did you hear about my friend today.
Inside he has no heart.

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.

Open your eyes

Image result for open your eyes painting

There was fear
Before there was love
I’ve experienced all the others
Still, don’t ask about trust
As I open my eyes
I surely must try
I’ll finish here
Say goodbye
Then go home and cry

It’s just lies for lies
It’s our job to go pry
I want your names
Your numbers
All your reasons for why
Most live in disguise
No-one on the rise
There’s little or no sentiment
We need to open our eyes

Look, here are my reasons
The name’s Gretl Feeson
And today i’ll be speaking
About war and combat
Take Syria to start
They’re gassing civilians
Tearing families apart
Then what of Iraq
Isis attacks
These problems and acts
Make world powers react
Retract! Retract!
Those statements aren’t facts
Another loser piece of trash
I have no problems with that

©gretlfeesonpoetry

Word to the wise

Image result for Trust painting

There was fear
Before there was love
I’ve experienced all the others
Still, don’t ask about trust
As eyes connect to my
I’m usually so shy
I’ll finish here
Say goodbye
Then go home and cry

It’s a lie for a lie
It’s our job to go pry
I want your names
Your numbers
All your reasons for why
Some live in disguise
No-one seems to rise
There’s little or no sentiment
Just some word to the wise

©gretlfeesonpoetry