Bus stop shady
Sexy lady
Adult conversation
Gentle persuasion
London life
Future wife?
Marry me baby?
She says maybe
He says its got to be us
She gets on the bus
she waves call me
He nods maybe
Jilted man walks home alone
Empty bus stop advertises mobile phone
Hitchhiking was common when I was young
Ran out of money when leaving the pub
Get back home with just a thumb
We did it often as a necessity
Group hitchhiking was more difficult
We put the cute girl at the side of the road
While the rest of us hid in the bushes
I never had a problem hitching a ride
People took pity on poor students
You could hitchhike all over Europe
Meeting interesting people along the way
Somehow hitchhiking became less popular
Maybe it was due to safety concerns
Or the fact that minor roads were replaced with freeways
I suspect the Texas Chainsaw Massacre movie is to blame
America responded in typical reactionary fashion
Making it illegal to hitch a ride
Europeans are much more pragmatic
They made public transport more accessible
Low cost student rail passes across Europe
A better and more secure way to travel for students
Fast forward to today and look at the road
There are still young people looking for a ride
But they are holding a smartphone waiting for an Uber
Perhaps all the hitchhikers become Uber drivers
With so much traffic on the roads we need to change
Most cars have just a single occupant
Imagine a new version of hitchhiking
With an App to hitch a free ride
You build up points as a car driver
Picking up folks on the App looking for a free ride
You earn more points by picking up multiple riders
Spend your points by taking a free ride
Less cars on the road and lowers carbon footprint
Somebody probably just invented all this before I reached this line
I might hitch a ride home tomorrow
If you see an aging hippy please pull over
I am not a chainsaw murderer
Hopefully you are not a murdering driver
Cheeky Monkey Hitchhiking rules!
Just before she left for the day
My wife gave me some advice
Try to be more romantic
So after a lot of reflection
I decided my life did indeed need more romance
I put a plan in action
I lovingly washed our bed linen
I caressed each dish from the dishwasher
I took the trash for a long romantic walk
I whispered sweet nothings to my laptop
I read a poem to my breakfast porridge
I told my cup of tea she was really hot
I bought an expensive gift for my bicycle
I treated myself to delicious chocolates
I wrote the shopping list with red lipstick
I blew kisses into the mirror while shaving
I took an extra long shower
I made my underwear beg to be worn
I drove my sexy car to the store
I held the wheel really tight
I smiled at other drivers in traffic
I paused to look at every item in the store
I filled my shopping cart with love
I gently placed my groceries on the checkout belt
I thanked my car for waiting for me
I listened to slow music all the way home
I carried the grocery bags over the threshold
I sensually spread the tuna salad on my bread
I ate lunch very very slowly
I listened attentively to every word spoken by the radio
My wife burst in and told me her day was a total disaster
She asked my how my day had been
I paused before saying “uneventful”
she took an extra large sip of her very dirty Martini
giving her time to think before she replied
her mind flashed back to when she last saw him
it was a torrid extra marital affair for both of them
she was ready to leave her husband for him back then
but Mark wanted to keep things as they were
she had given him a six month ultimatum
then told him the affair was over
he had respected her wishes to stay out of her life
and she had kept her promise not to contact him
she was tempted to reach out after her husband died
but was unsure how Mark would react after fifteen years
she felt a buzz as she finished her second Martini
so tell me what you have been up to all this time she asked
he smiled in acknowledgment of her changing the subject
he reached out and held her hand gently
well we moved out to California after our breakup
Jane got heavily involved in politics while I expanded the business
we hardly ever saw each other
we divorced three years ago and she remarried
he held her hand tightly as he whispered
I am sorry about you losing John
I heard it was a very long illness
that must have been very distressing for you
I have thought about you every day Angie
I just sold up everything in California
and moved back to Florida to be near you
are you ready to to start all over again with me Angie
she replied OK Mark before realizing she had actually spoken
the rest of the evening was a blur
she remembered making love in her bed
but upon waking up she realized he was gone
Bad romance
Last dance
Parting hug
Apathetic shrug
Arriving home
All alone
Pouring drink
Long think
Grab phone
Fingers roam
Desperation calling
Expectations falling
Unexpected hellos
Invitation follows
Opening door
Lips explore
Kisses accepted
Relationship resurrected
On a cool morning in Bogota Columbia
A beautiful red rose stands proud in a large field
Bathed in sunlight
Nurtured by experienced growers
Its time to harvest
The rose stem is cut
It joins a bunch of roses
Packaged in a large box
Shipped by truck to the airport
Flown to the US
Trucked to a flower store
Arranged in a chilled display cabinet
Purchased by a loyal customer
Driven from the store to his home
Presented to his wife
Lovingly placed in a vase
Celebrating their fiftieth wedding anniversary
He always bought her red roses
He gave her a card
Inside she found a note
These roses have travelled far to be with you
Now is the time
For us to visit their home
There were also two plane tickets
A few days later they flew to Columbia
A driver took them to Bogota
She smiled when she saw the fields
A sea of red roses she beamed
The farm manager gave them a tour
She stopped to smell the roses
He cut a bright red rose for her
For the journey home he said
She held the rose in her hand
All the way to the airport
She carried it on the plane heading to the US
They were stopped at the border and customs control
The officer spoke apologetically but firmly
So sorry Mam you cannot bring flowers into the country
The confiscated rose was tossed into the trash
An unceremonious end to its short life
His wife shed a tear
Never mind said her husband
I will buy you another rose
Lets drive straight to the flower store
She smiled and squeezed his hand
On a cool morning in Bogota Columbia
A beautiful red rose stands proud in a large field
The lone sailor
Round the world voyage
Becalmed in the Pacific Ocean
Away from all shipping lanes
Far from any land
No wind in his sails
Drifting aimlessly
The days became endless
Fishing for fresh food
Cooking for one
Talking to himself over dinner
Praying for some wind
He became depressed
Uncertain of his future
Late in the afternoon
Spotted a small craft
Decided to run the engine
In order to make contact
Tied up alongside
A small sailing boat
Nobody aboard
He was worried
Did the sailor fall overboard
Then he heard a splash
A woman was surfacing
She had been diving with a spear gun
Roped to the boat for safety
She threw a large fish onto the deck
Before climbing onto the stern
She was very attractive
Smiled at him and said
I saw you approaching
So I decided to catch us dinner
Will you join me she said smiling
Of course he responded
They spent hours talking
Found they had so much in common
Decided to complete their voyages side by side
Rafting together daily
They fell in love
He combined their two journals
Wrote a book about their adventures
Emailed it to his agent
Received a huge advance from a publisher
They gave up solo voyaging
Sold their small boats
Bought a larger boat for them both to live on
No more lone sailing
Book was a best seller
Married at sea
The wind blew every day
I remember so well our first dance
That led to our steamy romance
It started with a mundane conversation
Your voice gave me a strange sensation
Your words were dancing in my ear
Your intentions became ever so clear
I led you to the crowded dance floor
A place you had been many times before
The rhythmic squeezing of your hand
Totally in tune with the band
Your feet were smoothly gliding
Your inhibitions no longer hiding
Our bodies twisting and turning
My heart beat out the yearning
The evening flew by ever so fast
I wanted it to forever last
Then came the last slow number
Your head on my shoulder in a mock slumber
Your breath felt like fire on my neck
Your lips planted a discernible surrendering peck
My grip on your waist went tighter
We both knew this would be an all nighter
Cheeky Monkey Poetry 