This Month

Welcome to the corner of my eye.

Admittedly it is not very big and not very clever but I just had to get this stuff out of my filing system and onto some other bigger filing system.

This months poems cover a range of topics from people I have just met to after pub conversations, threats and the death of a loved one.

Obviously I have no idea who is reading this stuff but if you are I hope it makes you smile.

I do not profess to be good at poetry but I enjoy writing it.

Poetry gives me an excuse to look at the world around me and make a verbal photograph in my mind. I like to return to the same place on several different days, in all weathers and seasons, just to get a different perspective.

The latest posts are all collected on the “Everything Written” page to save you valuable time. Have a butcher’s hook.

Thank you for visiting but please linger, wander, think, ponder. Go away, have some toast then return to the page that pleasured you the most.

Please leave as many comments as possible. Good, bad or indifferent, I cannot progress as a poet if I feel no connection. Likes are lovely but comments are constructive.

Enjoy my blogg. You will not learn anything but it may help you forget other stuff. 

Dave Archer, Licensed to Stare

REMEMBER: “Witty people are not clever enough to be sarcastic” and “Pornography is for people with no imagination”

Kite Flying for Manic Depression:
David ArcherThe Plath of Wath : Sold Out: Price: £1

Rare and unpublished shopping lists from the Poet dubbed the worst since time began. Sold out because I only printed one copy and it only had one page in it, really should work out how to use the photo-copier next time.

The Opposite of Up.
David Archer: The Plath of Wath : Sold Out: Price: £1

Sold out again, printed two copies but they were upside down with the pages in the wrong order. I only had fifty pence on me as well when I went into the copy shop.

Buy this please, I need some milk
David Archer: The Plath of Wath : Sold Out: Price: £1

Nearly there, printed six copies and only one of them were the right way around plus the fact the man in the shop made me pay for the others so I actually ended up out of pocket. I am going to another shop next time anyway because he smelled of fish and he wore a cardigan.

Like telly but without the pictures.
David Archer: The Plath of Wath : Sold Out: Price: £1

Sold out again, only one copy came out of the machine because the rest of the paper got jammed in the copier and set the copy-shop on fire. I am in court next week on Arson charges, my lawyer read my poems and he then refused to represent me so I’m going to have to defend myself.