Forlorn is a word
Describing a state of loss
One’s personal pain.

Dejected,losing
The love we lived with so long
Down and no way up.

Travelling blindly
This tunnel of stone and grit
I hope to emerge,

Sorry, I can’t answer the phone.I’ve gone out for a stalk or a flower
Sorry, I am not here.They gave me too many injections and I’m not whole yet nor am I partial to your moaning constantly
Sorry I can’t take your call.I am planning to shoot myself tonight but if I  survive I’ll write you an email tomorrow.
Sorry I am not in.I’ve been arrested for writing  low quality verses.Is it a crime now?
Sorry we are off to the pub to get arrested for drunk driving so we can spend the Hew Year in jail…. it saves money for us but not the taxpayer
Please stop phoning;my head is ringing……  how do I take the call?
Sorry I am out right now as I’d love to  clear your voice again.Please growl back later.
Fancy you ringing,I love your rude message and return it redoubled in strength.
Yes,you did love her but it was a wrong time ago and besides she is a dead  ringer for  the Queen
This is a telephone answering service.If you are human try meeting face to face.
Honesty can get very wounding so please take care about leaving a message after the tone
Silence and telephones are incompatible.So take your kick and konk off.
Why are you phoning.I saw you today.Please do not leave a message as I am feeling moody and mean like a film star on a horse’s back
He said he was going out for a bark.Can I fake a message?
He said he was ill but not that he was dead.Men!
He said he’s had enough but  I am still alive

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Please wear a frown in bed,especially when harried for more than ten years.
Please keep your head bevelled..
Please keep your stare on all night and every right.
Please have clean sex everyday, especially on Sundays.
Please change your underwear gaily.
Please wash your aunts every night especially in summer time.
Please feed the sprat on schedule.
Please take your anti-riot pills handy and do finish the coarse and smooth out the mirrors
Please keep your cuneiform safe and bound.
Please wear a cat when out of doors.After all Jesus  liked a miaow
Please take your hand out of my biscuit box.
Please carry your loves in winter.
Please take your trews off before entering.
Please be a delight at all times.
Please play chess alone as you are too clever for birds
Please do not let your no’s glow.
Please remember you are not abreast.
Please nip envy in the blood.
Please use your body as I would.
Please do not get into a double bind unless over the age of consent.
Ferried couples can have twin leads

We’re just a pair of porcupines who  want  to get more close
But  when we do we get a wound made up of tiny nicks
You caught your spikey walking boots on my new blue  hose
I kissed you on  your bristly beard and got ten thousand pricks.

We separated and returned because our love is fine
We slept apart,we shared  a  bed ,we hoped to share our hearts
We ate our breakfast separately but combined  when we  dined
I longed to give my  heart to you,but you  would soon depart

You like to have your sacred space inviolate and calm
I like my own space as well, for I feel like you feel
We  might have found a proper home  where we could settle down
But then you said you hated me for you felt quite unreal

You went up to  the arctic  to find a  better zone
Then emailed me and asked me up ; admired me with  wild zeal
I couldn’t afford the airline price so you came rushing home
For you said a porcupine’s  more loving  than  a seal

Some days you found me beautiful,some days you found me wise
I backed off with  an over-whelm,for you could tantalise.
I ran away to   Italy and found a Latin  man
Maybe you can do the same ; catch me if you can!

I have been having problems with BT Yahoo Mail.Like I can change my password which I did,but cannot read the mail.I also had to install a new printer.It even has an email address.I printed a photo of some trees in black and white which came out superbly.But all these things take up a great deal of the day and my mind is not into writing poetry then.But I posted two poems I like from  the website Writer’s Cafe

https://www.theguardian.com/science/2009/feb/15/psychology-usa

“Those who wrote about an emotional experience showed more activity in part of the brain called the right ventrolateral prefrontal cortex, which in turn dampened down neural activity linked to strong emotional feelings.

Men seemed to benefit from writing about their feelings more than women, and writing by hand had a bigger effect than typing, Dr Lieberman said.

“Men tend to show greater benefits and that is a bit counterintuitive. But the reason might be that women more freely put their feelings into words, so this is less of a novel experience for them. For men it’s more of a novelty,” Lieberman said.

The study showed that writing about emotions in an abstract sense was more calming than describing them in vivid language, which could make people feel more upset by reactivating their original feelings.”