Take Off Your Vest

Poem By Paul Gerard Reed

How good it is to take your vest off
When the Summer does begin
It makes you a lot cooler
And its one thing less to tuck in

Comments about Take Off Your Vest

This one made me chuckle. My kinda poem.


Rating Card

5 out of 5
0 total ratings

Other poems of REED

Evening Breeze

When the evening breeze
Ruffled the leaves in the half-light
I felt the greatness in the air,
Just standing there;

Back Then

The time back then cannot be found,
Did I ever really live in those days?
The images in my mind are bound
By a somnolent, ghostly haze;

The Pit Pony

I found out with sadness about your plight
Your life lived in perpetual night
An underground stable was where you roomed
An innocent life entombed

The Day Is Nearly Done

The day is nearly done
Unblemished by the works of human hand
With gentle push, the sun slips ever lower
Beneath horizons, below hilltops, behind houses,

London

It's got Tower Bridge
And it's got Big Ben
It's got underground trains
That run now and then

Bluebells

Time has grown over these plots
Of broken down plinths
And ragged headstones
With their faded engraving