The Prelude to the weekend
where people drink till the wee hours of the night
hoping to finally take flight away from the stress of the past three days.
Knowing that these moments never last forever
that is why families stay tighter than leather.
fly under any weather.
Distance is obsolete when it comes to this family
varying directions we may be in our lives,
yet when we r...
Sunday 7th February 2016 5:28 pm
Tags: drinking, family, happiness, poetry, Thursday
In the back bedroom,
between pillars of poetry pamphlets;
the canyon that echoes Chaucer and Poe.
Where last week’s crockery lies a fossil
and sedimentary layers of coffee show.
A wastepaper bin of crumpled first drafts,
waiting to erupt it’s potential.
Bed sheets blown over a notebook graveyard,
buried too deep to show their credential.
Crisp packets breed between clothes on the floor,
Sunday 7th February 2016 12:25 am
Tags: doubt, poetry, writing
Now that my Employment Tribunal Merits Hearing is over, giving me closure on a hellish year, my brain is finally free for creativity once more. Long may the poetry inspiration flow!
Thursday 4th February 2016 8:20 pm
Tags: court case, creativity, employment tribunal, poetry
Paws and snouts and whiskers and drool
And muscle and fur and eyes so sharp, kind and cruel
And light and strong and high in their jump
And eager and always hungry and always looking for more
And sleek and shiny and fast and then still
And smelling and sniffing and pushing and tearing
Playful and wanting and watching and rolling
And laying and nestling and warm and smelly...
Thursday 4th February 2016 10:45 am
Tags: animals, canine, dog, dogs, poetry
(1941-2016. Jefferson Airplane)
Don’t you want…
Something different from those straight singers,
Fresh faced kids in suits or beach wear;
Something better than a Willy Loman future,
War in Vietnam and conscription;
Soldiers with guns on campus
And the politicians
The ones you wouldn’t…
Somebody to love…
Yeah she was a banker’s daughter
Oh man, but her voice
Monday 1st February 2016 9:55 pm
Tags: JEFFERSON AIRPLANE, Liverpool poetry, PAUL KANTNER, POETRY, Welsh Poets.David Subacchi
We generally write love poetry to convey love which is experienced in different relationships. This includes romantic love, both unrequited and enduring, and love for a sibling or a parent can be expressed with love poems. Great poets have also used short true love quotes and poetry to express their emotion towards the great outdoors or a lovely pet. Love poems also might include a sonnet or rhyme...
Monday 1st February 2016 8:06 pm
Tags: love, poems, poetry, quotes
in the basement of our generation,
in dusty cardboard boxes,
between internet sensations
and society’s temptations,
there lies a voiceless cry,
immortal through the ages.
Like a vampire from its coffin
it rises from its pages,
haunts Monday morning English class
and dirty, hidden stages.
It changes our perspective.
Ignites emotional spark.
To blind eyes a flicker of light.
Monday 1st February 2016 12:23 am
I create stress for myself
even on vacation
I’m working on it
“simmer down” they say
Am i that bad?
even the pope takes an angry shit right?
everyone has to worry about something
nothing but truth,
I’m not comfy unless I worry
I envy those who walk without baggage
how do they do it?
I can make it a day
then she scr...
Friday 29th January 2016 8:15 pm
Tags: poem, poetry, social commentary, Social Observations
Every day I wake up
Shake off the cobwebs
Stretch up skywards
Lay back down
Every day I make up
New reasons to have one
Two or three and then some
Never question why
Every days a struggle
Energy eludes me
You can see right through me
But the thing is I don’t care
Every day I look in
The mirror for my manners
My sallow skin remembers
Saturday 23rd January 2016 4:05 am
Tags: beginner, poet, poetry
The army and fucking
Folks just need to know
The army will get you shot
Why the confusion?
Commercials don’t impress me
guns are loud, and blood is depressing
héros are human
bullets are real
Life is a deep breath you don’t wanna lose
young men with no options
thanks for your death
I can buy contraception
from a man from a country who shot you
Thursday 21st January 2016 7:53 pm
Tags: army, poetry, poets, Social Observations
I’m different from all the rest
these words will change you
stay with me
important info is to follow
the world is on fire
the mountains are moving
Susie has a gun
buy this, sell now!!
stay with me
This is an interesting group of letters
people like you.
heartbreak and iTunes
Facebook and menopause
things to grab the ...
Thursday 21st January 2016 7:25 pm
Tags: Breaking News, poetry, poets, Social Observations
Bleach and Cork
Darts, endless darts
a passion I never desired
guitar and words don’t heal the soul
no such luck for darts
I saw a blonde haired woman in a van today
I needed cigarettes and human contact
Thanks to her for making my drive
I suspect she will stay in my mind all day
What if she had car trouble and broken dreams?
More importantly: who...
Thursday 21st January 2016 7:08 pm
Tags: darts, poetry, Social Observations
Awakening to his moon tapping at the window,
or his tree or wild shadow, we rise as ghosts
and draw the curtain there to find his vision:
etched in silver shades, the architecture of dreams,
high into the sky between a mind and a planet
circling a million miles away…
From shallow sea hear melodies calling
mermaids surface too comely to h...
Friday 15th January 2016 10:29 pm
Saudi courts, your rule of fear is finished
- the sentence on this poet negates your faith.
Your hollow incantation "God Is Great"
is plainly false if God can be diminished
by lines of verse. Should murder be admonished
to Ashraf Fayadh, forevermore his fate
will hold as evidence that you're afraid
of poetry. Frankly I'm astonished:
astonished that a land so steeped in culture,
Friday 15th January 2016 5:57 pm
Tags: Ashraf Fayadh, atheism, execution, free speech, poet, poetry, religion, Saudi Arabia
Sickly branches spread out from the bodies of comatose trees,
And her feet fall on leaves that have died,
Paper-thin corpses at one with the ground frost,
With each step she feels that she might,
Fall through the earth and plummet for years,
Leaving Welsh winters behind,
Crystalline grass blades stand neatly under silver pink skies,
She follows where the gravelled path snakes,
Wednesday 6th January 2016 11:44 pm
Tags: Mystery, nature, poetry, sadness, winter
The lovely positive words of children
each one displayed on a tumbling leaf.
So poetry hits- an August heat
to one mind. One must stand where one is put,
sea of golden fields to the horizon,
levelled, muddied, this world- all else a dream.
Blow along with cotton wool clouds, walking
scarecrow for all the mind, led finally
to a door. You recognise your own home.
Wednesday 6th January 2016 9:10 pm
Was feeling emotionl and wrote this, it felt good.
When your thoughts run away with you,
The thoughts of what could have been run from you,
Regrets, false memories just out of reach,
The power of imagination is pain,
The power of emotion pushed us to change.
Tuesday 5th January 2016 10:50 pm
Tags: love, pain, poetry, thoughts
Popular subjects in:
|last 30 days||last year|