Cockeyed 25/07/2014 by adeeyoyo 10 Comments . Trying to make sense of a cockeyed world His chip grew into a brick, into a rock And his outlook became skewed As he slewed his view to compensate While I sailed on by feigning happiness . ©Denise G Allen, 25 July 2014 07:28 Advertisements Rate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPrintLinkedInGooglePocketLike this:Like Loading... Related Author: adeeyoyo I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people!