R's rue

At my brother Simon's cottage, I came across a couple of A4 ring binders. They contained dozens of handwritten songs often with accompanying guitar chords. I rifled through those binders hoping to find a few original  songs but if there were any there they eluded me. I was also hoping to find original poetry and I managed to rescue this.... A Poem Sitting in a room all by myself Studying woodchip and books along a shelf Making faces and mountains out of clouds Living in a vacuum moron! Boredom Drinking cups of coffee and smoking cigarettes Pissing it up at nighttime just so I might forget . On the dole got no soul Got no goal in a hole Boredom A boring little village in the boring countryside Could take a walk, it's all the bloody same to me Oh! It's raining again - what a turn up for the books! Out on the road the sound of boring cars and trucks Boredom Boring little men with boring little wives Boring bloody jobs boring bloody lives Boring little kids...

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 It’s a kind of I’m fed up of people day today Someone I like and respect has taken something I’ve said in such the wrong way I’ve been rendered practically speechless.  Of course I’m not speechless and I’ve replied with candour and surprise and have apologised even though I am 100% sure it’s a case of over sensitivity and misinterpretation . I remain vaguely insulted by the whole situation. My ghoster eventually replied too, with the sentence I just feel there is nothing on my side. He also asked if we could keep in touch. I’ve told him no but I wished him well. Both situations have left a bad taste in my mouth. I’ve just been out walking Roger too and got shouted at by a man on a bike who felt I was in his way  I was but Roger was too frightened to move  from Going Gently https://ift.tt/v2I4Ot9