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Double Helix

Will the family tree forever forbid

the construction of a hamlet of hope,

insisting instead on a Potemkin village

primed for sardonic remembrance to pillage,

with all those anachronistic injections 

of melancholy and ire and rejection?

 

Perhaps the bloodline is too boisterous,

the pedigree far too traitorous...

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Also by Holden Moncrieff:

Autoimmune | Zeitgeist Zealots | Mythomania | House of Atreus | Mangling the mea culpa... | Besieged | Gods & Playthings | Antinomy | The Ego's Cuirass | Milky Way Woes | Chivalry | Time to dust off the 'Areopagitica'? | Stephen Dedalus | Libations |

The Great wall of lisa

She's building since she was a little child

Not always living free and wild.

She learnt to take down' some small bricks 

But certain things' make the bigger bricks stick .

Words that wore said

Never left her head 

And made the wall grow taller .

In her bed the words consume 

In return  leaves her feeling smaller.

 

 

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Also by Lysa d:

Five stages of ask my ballowx |

What Shall I Write About?

Always thinking of new topics

With hands in my warm pockets

Sometimes it can be very easy

Making me feel so blithe and breezy

 

But some days, it can be hard

Feeling like the brain is barred

Don’t want to bore my lovely fans

Drawing out various ideas and plans

 

There is so much to write about

But I continue smiling inside out

Making my pieces short and unique

...

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Also by Aisha Suleman:

Eyes Do The Talking | Let It Snow | Cheer Up | The Storm | Put Your Hands Up | Enjoying Life | Full Lockdown Again | Be Yourself | The New Year |

The Wooden Flute Played Slowly

 

A peasant girl conjured by song, her story-
    and my tower of arguments 
         tumbles right away.
Guardians of my status quo 
     thin like smoke
           and are gone.
I myself bead with sweat 
     to establish a homestead
          where the lark and the kite soar free.
And if morning tide shows my holy fever
     cured and way downstream
          let me shiver in a fr...

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Also by Adam Whitworth:

Same As The Old Dream | Some Lines Wanting More | A Good Time To Go To A Better Place? | Moon Charm | As Time Goes By | Birdsong Resumes | An Old Tale |  In The Agora | No Mechanism | Thoughts Of Spring | The Day |

A Game Of Pool (part 4)

A Game Of Pool (part 4)

 

Anyone else would have taken it as a compliment

When Fat-boy said

“Signs of a misspent youth”

But my dad didn’t see it as such

 

CRACK

He brought the cue down on Fat-boy’s head

Smashing the cue in half

And splitting Fat-boy’s head clean open

 

His reaction shocked everyone in the room

Even me

And I was used to his violent mood swi...

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Also by kJ Walker:

A Game Of Pool (part 3) | A Game Of Pool (part 2) | A Game Of Pool (part 1) |

Snow

The world seemed white for a while
Even though some were roasting 
They fell so perfectly into their pile
Like soldiers from heaven rescuing 

They covered our sadness 
Glazed over the madness 
A distraction from dangers 
Landed beautiful strangers

The world seemed white for a while 
All the dirt and the darkness covered
By sparkling diamonds with style 
Over them we tentatively hove...

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Also by Wonderer:

Honestly |

Connections

Our bodies borrowed from the universe

Made of stardust

Everywhere and nowhere at once

Souls having a human experience

Moving ego aside to freedom

Inspiration guiding our actions

Through universal connections

How often the truth hides

Right there in plain site

Seek and we find

I am the seasons

Life to renew

I am divine

And so are you

 

www.deanfrasercent...

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Also by Dean Fraser:

Wainwright - The Shaper of Lives | Heather | To Dream Of Greatness | It Must Be Him | John | Windermere Calls Me Back | Walking With Butterflies |

inspirationalloveself-growthspirituality

Old Poem

Come on, come on, close!
Won’t these lift doors ever close?
You breathe into my mouth
my fingers invade your finery
I was hypnotised across the table
by the explicit silk of your bare shoulders
Now hot air slathers at my forearms
as our legs entangle their thick reef-knot
Behind this crashing waterfall
no one can hear us moan
as you’re bitten for the thrill of it

And in this lift, we ...

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Also by Tom:

Murmuration |

I have a heart too

When talking about rights, we often mistake rights, as something only humans can possess. But rights are nobody's property. Human being is not the only organism on Earth. We mustn't forget that we share Earth with numerous other species. Hence, every organism has got rights. But we don't respect these rights. Here's a poem that depicts the feelings of a few animals who've been captured and oppress...

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Also by Mahira:

The light of love |

compassionkindnessanimals

WOLF MOON

 

They call the first full moon

of the new year

the Wolf Moon

such an intriguing name

such a beautiful sight

you want to pull it closer

as it casts its spell upon you

it lights the winter sky

fills you with awe and reverence

I don't want the scientific explanation

I don't need to know

I like the moon the way it is

full of romance and mystery

a thing of bea...

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Also by d.knape:

JEST | LAYING DOWN THE LAW | THOUGHTS | A COVID-FREE POEM | REVIEWS | NOT WRITING | THE LITTLE MAN | A Single Poem | (untitled) | THE MASK | CELEBRITY | BABIES | The Man On The Bridge | Hard Scrabble | Spousal Abuse | BIG BEND | Hospital Gown | Oh Say Can You Say | THE MULE | Tails To The Wind | Easy Come, Easy Go | GENDER NEUTRALITY | Out Of Context | THE NOTHING BURGER | HIGH, TEXAS | SURGERY INSTRUCTIONS | 3RD CHILDHOOD---a poem by O.L. Buzzerd | DEAD END | GOOD EGG | HOLEY JEANS | Closing Out The Year | BIG TECH |

A Love Song (forever)

A Love Song

   (forever) 

 

There was a time

When love defined 

All of the things 

life could show

 

So undermined 

By routine & time 

Upon our own tide 

we ebb and we flow 

 

A fork in the road

A different abode 

What would these old eyes

Of mine now see? 

 

Perhaps without love

Perhaps then I could

Get over how much

You mean to me 

...

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Also by Stephen W Atkinson:

A Better Life | Who? | Mr Rhubarb | Night-time Serenade | A Cadenza | We! | Broken Friends | Nectar | A New Breath |

Losshope

What Matters Is

It does not matter
if we choose to dismiss it
if we do not believe it is true
It does not matter
If we feel no threat or danger
if we think it is just like the flu

It does not matter 
if we prefer not to see it
if we switch off the daily news
It does not matter
if we select not to hear about it
if we hold our own beliefs and views

It does not matter 
how we describe it
there is n...

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Also by julie callaghan:

One Rabbit Or Two | The Visitors | Mr Shouty And Little Miss Pouty | A Dark Day | Trees That Now Span The River | Robin | Hours Of Fun | Like Snowdrops We Should Be | Snowy Walk | Snowdrops | Tulips | Storm Christoph | Donald The President, Trump, Trump, Trump | Hope Holds The Key | A Picture Of Mixed Emotions | The Wheel Of Lockdown | Close your eyes | The Mannequin Challenge | Just Get Through Any Way! | Remember You're A Human | Must Try Harder | I Preferred Yesterday’s Walk | Today's Walk | Empty Nest Again Amended | Empty Nest Again | Her World, Sun, Moon And Stars | Covidcoaster | Christmas Seems So Long Ago |

Living in the Real World

***

What is the real world?
Now, where do we live?
Can't we forgive?
Do we ever learn?
Our minds like a sieve?

Some say, "We need war."
But all war is hell --
Yet peace we repel
The twisted with hatred
are under a spell.

The real world is we,
The real world is them--
Sharing, to free --
Diverse as we are,
Can't we disagree?

Now, it seems
fear is ruling our day.
"Might is ...

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Also by Brian Hodgkinson Jr.:

Almost Entered | Already Written | Window Frame |

evolutionforgivenesshatehatredrealityworld war3 the end

"There’s A Hole In The World."

There is a hole in the world, 
And all the common sense and good will pours in with the tumbling seas,
And it’s not for want of knowledge or understanding that we stand back and watch it flow away,
It’s just that we imagine that this is a problem that can be saved for another day, 
But other days aren’t coming,
And the price of our wanton, wilful ignorance is numbing, 
See, you learn from a ...

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Also by Jason Bayliss:

Terra Mater (Mother Earth) | Definition? | If I Was A Sailor | A Walking | Don’t Cry | Dumbstruck | Save Me A Place At The Table |

Underlying health issues

George was diagnosed with cancer three years ago,

Monthly treatments had kept the symptoms low.

He was told he would survive another ten years.

But the covid pandemic severely hightened his fears.

 

He was told that if he catches covid,his cancer treatment would stop,

As a consequence into his coffin George sadly did pop.

In his case his cause of death was covid not cancer,

...

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Also by hugh:

News update | My first twenty years | A footballer's regret | How to lose weight | The warmth of a song | A drive for passion by Blodwen for Boris at 74 | Old age does not come alone | A false call to the police but they were not caught out | There's something fishy going on | Time to shine | Bob was a cut above his fellow pupils at his new school | A distressed little lad | A deaf dog blog | Her dog's message to an elderly lady hit by covid | Nasty words | "Darling please give him one more chance." | A broken new years resolution | Poor attendance at a concert in Wales due to coronavirus | Stripped by a taxi !!And an act of kindness by a homeless girl. | Don's passion for maths didn't add up. | Let us pray...........At home . | Losing his load !! | Sally was homeless due to abuse | Admittance to Heaven was restricted for 4 months | Sad lad ! | To beat the virus we must UNITE !! | Times are tough for burglars and the police | Mass unemployment !! But overtime for the few. | A hands on situation | Neil was arrested because he couldn't stand |

The Queries of a Heart that is Torn

I feel it itching under my skin
clawing away deep inside
I thought i could be myself around you
now i am just sorry that I ever tried

I find myself bending over backwards for you
trying to leap through these flaming hoops
Still, it isn't a choice that you choose
For that wouldn't ever, benefit you

We're winding down this endless road
neither of us can find any hope.
Still we hold ont...

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Addicted

When getting to much,  is never enough.

You know personally.

That dealing with a sex addiction is fuckin` tough stuff.

In the check-out lines,  and on the sides of the street.

Everywhere I go,  I am hoping to meet.

Those like minded partners.

To make todays fantasy complete.

I think of kinky things to do,  all day in a daze.

Imagining having sex,  in a hundred different way...

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Also by J.D. Bardo:

"Blue" | A Welcome Reality | The Acme Corp. poem making machine | Flash your Sign | A Guiding Star | Pride and prestige, the American dream | Insane | The Ten Commandments, (check-list) | Room to grow | Grandpa`s Baby Sittin` | I like her (I hope I don`t blow it) | Bumper Pool | "Judge Not Lest You Be Judged" |

"Love on Sloppy Grounds"

 "Love on Sloppy grounds"

 

Distant mother, your hand

Walked me down lonely paths

To pick seeds of sorrow  

Sown in the days love was at its peak of excitement

 

One seed smelt like promises that failed

The other like passion on the bed of deceit

You kept quiet while, I, an indigent child

Picked pain like nuggets on a sloppy valley

 

Every grasp injected me with...

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Also by Emeka Collins:

"Held in Her Palms |

Directions

Often used as a fake New York city from 1920 but Manchester, you ain't fooling
nobody.
The mucky Neo Roman columns built on hurt and hierarchy are testemant to lives,
lived in poverty.
Lowry could see, he correlated the city funnels with, human misery.
Here I sit, here I stare, at the weathered wealth of my city,
Old buildings are barely standing,
Outflanked by looming apartments,
But I'm ...

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manchestercitynorth west city

Gypsy Rose

the future has ghosts too

queuing up just waiting

we give them substance

by living dying mating

 

sometimes you get hints

they call it premonitions

or that indefinable frisson

whatever the definitions

 

clairvoyant at the seaside

read my palm for sixpence

said I'd wed a gyspy, who

did have a second sense

 

lit me with superstitions

she could read my ...

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Also by simon lucan:

Insomnia | Spice | Electric Ass | Masks And Whiskers | Quarry Hill Flats | Hive | Homeopathy |

gypsy rosepremonitionsclairvoyantpalmseancesghosts

Cat Tale

I’ll put in a good word for you
when I visit Bastet,
who resides in her kingdom
along the winding Nile
I’ll tell her all about you

I’m happy to do this for you
because I am fond of your fondness for me
And the belly rubs too, of course!

When I return, I can lift your spirits
if they are in the black corners;
pull them back from the darkness

The Goddess sends her regards,
and than...

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Also by Mike McPeek:

Down at O'Leary's | Dog Stars | Feeding Time | The Wisdom of Cats | Exes | Gimme Shelter | Notes on Forgiveness: May, 2019 | Collection |

FROM THE FARSI

Photo by Carlita Benazito on Unsplash

 

 When I have been drinking a lot
 The Irish way — night and day — 
 I think who would wish to fall in love?
 You cannot wish it to happen
 Like the sun, once, happened,
 You cannot let someone love you,
 Without smelling early morning 
 dew on a rare May day.
 And if not, well, loneliness is short,
 The important thing is not to hate
 But...

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Also by John E Marks:

Anna Akhmatova - poet | Covid patient | These empty streets | IMPERIUM | Bill | Our endless numbered days | Summer snow | Gorffwysfa* | 29 May 1453 - 11 September 2001 | Stormy weather | WOODY | NEW INSTRUCTIONS | Heavenly | Evolution | Viral | ICU doctor | The sting | Revising the rain |

Graphing the decline

A hawk across swiftly sweeping clouds
Nimble nimbus, left to right, north to south
Fluid spraying out of mouth, moths meandering
Slandering ourselves, shelves growing empty
Last piece in your puzzle heart fitting gently
You lent me, a spark of empathy
A chance to see things differently

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Also by Patrick Kennon:

Pixel tomb | Soap scum | Rice paper band-aid |

Tired

CON DESCENDING

News media, print media, social media, so many voices

All striving to speak truth to power

Believing they are worthy of the final destination

Their prestigious ivory tower 

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Also by Joe Marcello:

RED DAWN | WRITERS BLOCK HEAD |

My Heart Does Long for You

My heart does long for you

In all its strangeness and confusion 

It stays sure of its love for you

 

It cowers down at the world 

And howls and bites back

It needs so much to be close to you

 

My soul gets crowded

And feels lost in the kaos

And seeks like a beggar our Lord

 

Sleep is fleeting and elusive

Peace comes only inside mania 

And melody within a m...

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NEVER AGAIN - a song lyric

I'll never fall in love again

You won't find me like other men

A hopeless sucker from the start 

When it comes to affairs of the heart

The same old story since lord knows when.

 

I'll never smile again and say

I'm yours forever and a day

A stronger man is what I'll be

There'll be a complete change in me

I'm headed another way.

 

Love may lead other men on a danc...

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Also by M.C. Newberry:

REACHING OUT | A WORD IN YOUR EAR | EVENTS, DEAR BOY...EVENTS | JANUARY THE FIRST |

THE KIDS ARE ALRIGHT

Don’t mind

boozing in illicit bars

We’ll find

a rave and drive there in our cars

Cos this whole quarantine

Just applies to has-beens

But it’s not for us teens

Cos the kids are alright.

 

Don’t mind

meeting up with other guys

I’m fine

if later some old gimmer dies

From the plague that I spread

Just one more old git dead

I’m OK, cos it’s said

That the ...

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Also by John Coopey:

HOLOCAUST MEMORIAL DAY 2021 | UNE BITE ET UN VAGIN - a cock and fanny story | MODERATED | COTTAGE SLEAZE | THE MOORLAND TRAIN | THE PLATES OF SANDWICHES | 60103 | A TRIP TO THE DENTIST | SHIT HAPPENS | HOME OF THE FREE, LAND OF THE BRAVE | TALE FROM THE NORTH COUNTRY | THE LITTLE MASTER 2 |

break these chains

contemplating her next move, 
the pounding within her chest 
told her what she already knew: 
she had to break free from the chains 
wrapped around her wrists. 
there was no sense in moving, 
for every wriggle 
tightened the grip.

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Also by kimberly:

take my hand | Cupcake Dreams | Home | The Looking Glass |

Light

Don't twist your words 

inside out and grouse

because English is hard.

Tune out, goof off, give up,

crash and burn. I don't care. 

But you'll never experience that

small light that appears. Never. 

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NINETEEN EIGHTY FOUR

Nineteen eighty four came and went

like any other year 

big brother

and you never blinked an eye.

 

Some lessons to be learned no doubt

but within the context of raising expectations

Thatcher made her move

of which some wide boys did approve. 

 

Some tokens were retained

like the numbers and the tags

redesigned by master computers

and then the issuing of volu...

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Also by ray pool:

SHAKESPEAREAN DILEMMA | POETRY GIG | HAUNTED HONEYMOON | DAYS | COVID AVOIDANCE | DARK ARTS | NO ESCAPE |

A Game Of Chance

I put my head on the pillow and drift off….

 

Shiva sweeps aside the remnants of yesterday:

Gains, strivings, losses and ambitions

Clearing the table for tonight’s game

Flanked by greater and lesser angels and demons.

 

I’m lost in dreams while a silver ball spins against the

roulette wheel of my soul.

Each number an affection, a state of being

randomly selected for t...

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Also by Wandering Biku:

A Different Blue Monday |

mental healthmental illness

Death of a Snowman

I began to be sorry when his carrot nose

seemed more like a last cigarette.

That jolly smile held a hint of concern,

his scarf far too big for his neck

 

Tomato eyes glowed in the shrinking face.

The fur hat was suddenly de trop.

He started to lean over, apologetically,

as if someone had struck him a blow

 

As the pale sun shone he looked quizzical,

more diminished...

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Also by Greg Freeman:

TIME IS RUNNING OUT FOR WRITE OUT LOUD ... | Candlemas | The spears of spring |

Absinthe Alley with my Green Fairy

lying face down

while sailing on green clouds

of absinthe

 

paddling my spoon

on blurry murky pools

tides bite back

frosty ice cool.

 

juggling streets

while skipping stones

bounce with heat in my chest,

beep beep 

my vest drips

puddles of sweat.

 

cat eyes

paint the sky

on this ceiling

inside,

angry smoke

burns my black lung chimney

...

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Also by Rob Cohen:

The Revolution of Old Possum (il miglior fabbro) | the night never ends | The Edge of Realism // for Michal Mraz | (Hocus Pocus) absurdist daydreams | the fashion of fascism | the triumph & THE TRAUMA | post-modern schizophrenia | insomnia hallucinated ranted proverbs | ∀ sunset // ∃ sunrise | 11/01/2021 (for W.H. Auden) | Thoughts on Shawshank Redemption, 2021 | pretentious highbrow poetry & other ways to lose friends | Teletubbie Television | // Louder Than Bombs // | Sehnsucht // Tragedy on Old Kent Road |

'I'm fine'

There is a river that runs through me

But I can’t see its colours shine so brightly

I keep them all so confidential

And all of the breakdowns so existential

‘Going mental’, the mind’s so fragile

 

Can’t it be easy like it was when we were kids?

You grow up, some days stare into the abyss

But there is nothing like true happiness

You must hold on to happiness

 

When ...

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Today I saw Tomorrow

As I sat alone in a Wintergarden 

sipping my Tall Boy and gin

a wondrous vision of tomorrow.

Mountains grafted to skyscrapers 

and dragonfly drones. 

I read from, "The Opening from The Knights of Surrogates."

CHAPTER EIGHT: Complacency is the best policy until it ain't 

Cars were wastes of space unless they were houses on wheels 

Bubble taxis floated from fare to fare

Th...

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Also by D.W. Hamilton:

2021 | Aquarium Hotel |

Deep Dark Eyes

Can such deep dark eyes

like peat river pools

make their desire so plain?

They certainly can.

 

But, regretfully withholding

considering too long

how many lives might be hurt

far more than only mine.

 

So forgot, or at least tried to

those pleading dark eyes

but secreted them away

as something very precious.

 

Warm and consoling

to quicken sluggish b...

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LONELINESS

Today is a day like any day

Just I feel more alone than any day

My family and old friends are far away

They built a world without me

A world with different rules

Rules and codes that I cannot understand anymore

My lover is here but his mind not

I suppose he feels the same loneliness than me

Just he is incapable to think about it

Instead, I am incapable to think in anothe...

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The Underground Yard

In the Underground Yard, the freezing dwell.
Alien is the sun, forever night time has fell.
A land where no shadow, can be seen or cast.
A world where fallen people, pay for their past.

In the Underground Yard, weary eyes strain.
People shiver in the torrents of the frozen rain.
In the darkest of dungeons, lie banks of bones.
The hidden Underground Yard, the devil owns.

A monsters last...

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Also by Mike Bartram:

The 4th Wall | 2.36 | Arkles Lane Snowfall | Little Bongs | From Highclere House (21/1/2021) | The Best Place Ever! | The Futuristic Dragon (28/2/1976) | 'The Birkenhead Drill' | Just 3 Colours | Happines Is.... | Covid Woe |

Resurrection

Reached a stage where to resolute is no use

Not sure where this is headed, absolutely no clue

Had thought that a plan was in store, of love and galore

Where the hero would fight and win wars on a new shore  

But here he lay down wounded by his fate and belief in love

Never knew that it would inflict such pain and above

It would be hanging on the thin threads of distrusts and fake

...

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Homeward bound

We hold their silence…

Empty streets

rife with fears,

with rampant weeds of angst…

Appear quiet…

Appear somber…

 

We taste its dusky breath…

Drizzled over, night of lockdown…

Of winter roads ahead…

 

Homeward bound...

My beetle’s engine hums…

 

Reflecting lights, 

like shooting stars,

blind our weary eyes…

As once old certain roads,

of familiar...

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Also by Xoanxo:

Don't say a word for now (The reading) | Don't say a word for now | Nostalgia and I | Poetry Nights |

homeward boundxoanxo

Recuperation

Like that bend in the argument

Like that wait

Like that recovering

From it

And we looked sideways at each other

 

then there was recovery

and that touch smiled

away each and every point

that we had both planned.

 

words and image Tommy Carroll

 

 

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Also by Tommy Carroll:

Fighting the hidden enemy | Planning her Escape (3rd person silent) |

Tegulars

What a beautiful set of tegulars

So straight, shiny, and true

They dominate her smile

And radiate her natural beauty

No imperfections, no blemishes

Tegularis regularis

As the Latins may once have said

Or, to reflect their dazzling prominence

Tegularis regularis majoris

Now mine are somewhat different

Little, yellow, inconsistent in shape

Tegularis irregularis seems...

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Also by Nicholas:

I've always been the other |

MASQUERADE

Time to pack up and walk now
And take what is yours
You have played along and smiled at them
Goodbye now close the doors
They seen you struggle and watched you fall and observed your patterns and ways
You lifted them and made them laugh their vibrations you would raise
The truth it shines a light on you and those who you attract
Not everyone is ready ..to show their truths infact
A select ...

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Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:

REWARD YOURSELF WITH SELFLESSNESS | PROMISCUOUS | AVA LOUISE GREEN | TRUST IN ME MY DEAR | CONTINUITY | DISLOYAL | SOLAR | BLESSED DOVE |

masqueradetake back your powershine

Another Demon

Late at night
Lying in the dark
Another demon enters
Takes a strike at my heart
The tears start flowing
I don't know if they’ll stop
He can see I’m weak and fragile
So he takes his best shot
The thoughts are getting stronger
But I keep them at bay
I guess it’s wishful thinking
That they’d just go away
I hate all the confusion
If I’d known from the start
Then this demon and his army
...

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Also by curiousdud3:

One by One | Tortured Soul |

Don’t you just hate it when that happens?

 

Those socks that Dad gets at Christmas,

Sellotaped in packets of three.

 

The monosyllabic young man

That your daughter brings home for tea.

 

The fair to middling result

Of your son’s prestigious degree.

 

The mediocre performance

Friends and family had come to see.

 

The soufflé which for once falls flat,

Reminding one of molten brie.

 

The putt ...

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Also by Stephen Gospage:

Behind the door | The mysterious case of the hole in the trousers | My perfect day | Pain | Voice | Inadequate Translation |

Playing My Trump Card

Disaster strikes peaceful law-abiding party

apparently exquisite show-stopper double-booked

last minute texting Deposed President Invited

resourceful fake news noone turned up.

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Also by Nigel Astell:

They Held Their Heads up High | The Irresponsible Protest | Don't Let The Sun Catch You Crying |

both our parties fail

Wake Up!!!!! I'm not sure if they teach the Standard system in Metric land

I got up this morning 

I went to put my socks on

Only I couldn't find my feet

If someone could please lend me 24 inches

It would help me measure up

Then I might have enough to be a Ruler

I would be toedally cool

atleast until I put my socks on

 

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Also by New Shoes:

Natural Law | My Beautiful Daughter |

Dig Deeper

Most casualties occur in silence
Those moments when we are locked away inside ourselves, consumed by the sound of nothing at all. 
We settle into a routine of constantly going, always busying ourselves. 
We burry the things we don't want to see underneath it all, after so long we soon forget the sound of our own voice. 
Take a look outside yourself and watch as each of us drowns in denial. 
N...

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Also by Jordyn Elizabeth:

You. | Consider Me Gone |

My Soul Flutters...

My Soul Flutters...

O tri-colour,
You are unfurling in my heart,
Your ripples move in veins like dart.

My body,
Taken hold of ripples,
And drenched in three colours.

The colours of,
Sacrifice, purity and prosperity!
Diluting in me to enhance my soul's chastity!

At last,
My soul cleansed clear,
And unfurled with you tri-colour!

It flutters,
With the song of soil,
One can he...

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Lucky Girl

i am a lucky girl.

 

just recently i read that

on average

people take around 24,000 breaths 

everyday 

in between words

and laughs 

and running late to their jobs.


today i watched an old

PJ Harvey concert on tv

she was singing and

screaming and

breathing 

all over the place-

it was great

i bet i took a thousand breaths 

just sitting there watchi...

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Also by Kristian Deidre Brown:

They Come to Me When Things Are Still | The Walls We Built | Incantation (A Song for Winter) | Different This Time | Today I Saw The Sun |

cancerfree versehealingsurvivor

Into the Storm

 

 

INTO THE STORM

 

I saw great billows fill and build

over verdant hills of grace

as shining songbirds danced and trilled

and the sun fell into place.

 

Then behold the mighty nimbus

alight in their dying flames,

strike like an angry mistress,

her thunder her crying shame.

 

Up, up they roiled and soared

in righteous indignation, as

lightning's fla...

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boundaries

i think you’re the one

i’d see in another life

past universes and constellations

our love escapes boundaries of time and life and space and earth and mortal rules

from oceans to raindrops,

huge rays of sun to tiny sprinkles in shadows

your face in the glassy waters and clear windows

your name whispered in every sweep of the wind

dance with me, my love

ontop of the stars ...

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Kindness

My mamma always told me
Don't think so much, do not to fret
She said you should give things time
And time would work, even if not yet
What people say, you cannot change
But remember her words, never forget
"You are the light in the darkness, you are hope
Just smile through it, do not mope."
Words might not change, people say what they say
Kill em with kindness, do as you may.

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Also by Devyani:

She | Lovers | Intentions |

poempoetrykindbe kind

You and Me

Hold on to the dream,
of you and me,

floating free 
in air and sea. 

After all the drama,
a lifetime of battle scars,

it's still you and me,
for all eternity. 

https://youtu.be/aC9rY4HeN6A
 

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Also by Vautaw:

Elixir | Shine On | A Cautionary Tale | Filtered Memories |

eternitylifeloverelationships

A Snowy Landscape

A Snowy Landscape

 

A white blanket has been laid on

My home, inert with a bedded silence

The stark silhouette of a winter's eve

Are beneath nature's membrane serene

A moment of suspended reality

In a place which yearned for respite

It came in the night with a relentless flurry

A hazy syndrome of swirling majesty

Settled now in a frozen mould

Caught by a warm whisp...

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Also by keith jeffries:

First Signs | An ill Wind Blows | Memories of Austerity | The Predicament |

Haggis

If I am correctly concluding

Today Caledonions are brooding

‘Cause there’s no party peeps

Getting tatties and neeps

With much-vaunted sheep’s offal pudding

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Also by Trevor Alexander:

First Jab | Chillax | Time Between Jabs | Insurrection | Glade | This Year | Covid Crap |

Limerick

Scars

It still hurts.

5 years.

It still hurts.

Just stay busy.

It still hurts.

Find a hobby.

It still hurts.

Help the needy.

It still hurts.

It's simple.

It still hurts.

Stop talking about it.

It still hurts. 

Why aren't you over it?

It still hurts.

Don't make it about you.

It still hurts.

Let it go already.

It still hurts.

It's irrelevant. 

It...

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Biscuit Without Cream

Biscuit Without Cream

Ujjal Mandal, India

If I lose myself in the dreamland
Where dreams are made of sand,
The real world will seem just a dream
Like a biscuit without cream

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Dreamcreamreal life

Sunrise Eyes

Like a child I foolishly gaze into your sunrise eyes

Finding a blinding vision of a new day

Where everything fades to black but the yellows of your incandescence

The holy color that sanctifies the black of our sacred skin

Might I lose sight in the blissful haze,

With my eyes closed and my heart open,

The weight of your wavelengths’ warm embrace

Would guide me back to you

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Hypocrite Society

Me?
I’m a poet

but nobody knows

there is a depth in me

that rarely shows

 

the man that you can see

is only a fraction of the whole me

under the surface

a place so vast

I couldn’t describe it

even if you’d ask

words are just not up to the task

so, I hide behind my mask

 

and you?
I would like to know you

but it’s hard for me to see through

‘cause y...

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masks

windmills

windmills

 

 

the old windmills

in Spain, slowly turning

large cloth blades

turning and grinding

ancient grains of the past

 

lined up in a row on a hillside

waiting for Don Quixote

to mistake them for giants

 

with his sidekick Pancho

he attacked them

only to get his lance

caught in the canvas blades

 

thought he had been tricked

by an evil...

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Also by Clyde McCulley:

a pair of old cowboy boots | eyelids and earlids | Howler Monkeys in Costa Rica | little NYC hotel on 23rd street (1980s) | scary night sounds |

paranoidpoliticsQuixotewindmills

Ghosts

And now 

The ghosts

Have started 

Coming 

And it wasn’t 

Quite 

How I 

Imagined it

In fact 

It isn’t anything 

Like it

At all

And I wonder 

Therefore 

Is it only me 

Because they 

Told me lots of

Things 

Lots of stories 

And they gave 

Everything 

Away

But they 

Never 

Mentioned the ghosts 

 

And I see them

Mainly 

...

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Dead Silence

 

 Down by this long winding road

Into the abyss, we follow

Day and night seem to merge

They follow no pattern.

 

The howling moon above appears

Guiding the lost souls,

To a path unknown

Whispering secrets we know.

 

The shrieking lights yearn for comfort,

As we leave footprints on barren lands.

Bleeding desires cannot censor the nakedness

Of our melting b...

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Also by Blue Raven:

A Lonely Night | Beautiful Scars! | Early Morning Blues | Home. |

Today is the day

The grey of the day

Gives way to the burning orange of the inevitable night

And beneath it falls the deep blue black

That envelops and smooths its way out

Across the day glow lights

Of a thousand streets

And a million stars

Of rain-soaked roads and patchwork fields

Until grey becomes white

And the tired weary girded loins

Can dust down their fears and fright

Saying...

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Also by Martin Elder:

My life in mirrors | Counting the cost of disbelief |

BIG PHARMA' And The FILTHY LUCRE.

There's a rainbow slowly fading, where hero's once took a bow.

All that applause through open doors are an illusion to me now.

The young must live with guilt they don’t recognise,

Immune from all the consequence of blame

Road signs have been turned around the other way,

While the old can barely harmonise their pain.

 

Schools are testing theories not yet proven,

Administere...

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Also by trevor homer:

WHO KILLED GEORGE FLOYD? |

Changing Season

my heart he held

red and round

swollen and infested

juicy with loveless generalities 

wormed with fear and disease

pulsating to prove

here here, I beat 

and as it were, to beat is to exist

yet the seedless ground and thoughtless mind

all the branches accounting for shame

cause us both to petition something must change

if something is to grow

the hard casing that...

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The Chariot

I see wings with golden flecks 
that embrace the moon; 
a faith we need to reign in,
the horses of light and dark pull them.

I run with the wolves, 
my hair streaming behind me,
as the wheel of fortune flings me out.

I see two magpies when I'm joyful,
but only one when I need two the most.
I can harness hell in times of apocalypse
and channel Gaia on Elysium field days.

The Chario...

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Also by Emma-Jane Stradling:

To Rach | Monday in Tier 4, New Year Jan 4 |

Tarot; The Chariot; Reality; Life; Philosophy;

I am not a robot

 

1/21/21

Am I a robot to you 

Moving mechanically and precise from your view 

Am I heartless - my soul departed, only cause you think I'm recovered

Only cause you choose what to see and keep certain parts of me under cover

I am not a robot 

I have feelings too 

Can't figure out why people's view of me is so askew

Guess they think I'm a robot 

Just like you 

 

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Also by VHH:

My demon | Cause I wanted you to Love me |

Drifting

As you flash through my thoughts

And I shake off the mist, and the dew

of the tears I look through

It’s the images I see;

that keep drawing me

And I’m drifting

 

I am drifting, drifting along 

Floating on to where I belong

Which is with you, wherever you are

I’m just drifting, drifting

 

You just stood up there with

a guitar in your hand

And you sang with ...

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Also by Rick Varden:

I’m a footie fan! | A New Year Rant |

field recordings

most mornings the bells ring
and i squint with what i hope 
are fresh ears 
against the curtain walls
and try to discern the echo

the future field recordings 
from an era of wild microphones

every device that could be turned on
was turned on

it was a fertile period for those
who chose to check the tape

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Also by J.E. Oleary:

views: bridge | SPONTANEOUS MAPS (I) | Views pt 1 |

FAREWELL

It is not because you were too weak,

It is because your heart was too big and that is why it hurt so deep.

It is not because you weren't beautiful,

It is because they refused to see that beauty.

It is not because you weren't worthy,

It is because they weren't worthy of you.

It is not because you didn't deserve the love,

It is because the love came with an embedded hatred.

I...

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So Help Him, God

There it is -
he's in

And, at 5pm, I took a celebratory drink.

I had aimed to be taking the first sip, immediately following the words
"So help me, God"
But in my haste not to soak in too much alcohol, news and drama
I set my alarm for 4.45pm (GMT)

I joined the live stream just before his speech
And was not disappointed

- what fine words and sentiments
Passionate, well crafted 
...

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Lust or Gravity?

I thought gravity is the real gangster,
It's nothing Until I met you.

I fall to pieces when I'm with you,
Where I Cut into pieces.

Pieces to Crumble.

Crumble to melt.

Melt to garpes all of your shades.

Shades to chew your emotions.

Emotions are danger and glamorous that it can open all your needs.

needs are so dark, darker than your black lipstick.

And your lipsticks are ...

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Also by Mihir Gediya:

Super Girl |

gravityLustlust to lovepoetryher

You Write Like a Drunk

You write like a drunk

three gins in

Where small talk unravels

And truth begins

But there’s a tightrope to walk

And no net to save

And If you fall

You’ll be buried in a maudlin grave

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Passing through

Time and space meet at one place

only for us to go our separate ways

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I Never Loved You

Let it rain tonight the streets are so dry and ragged

Would you really be intrested in dancing out here in this rain

Pitter pat tip tap 

Its wild how you listen to idle chit chat 

Shoes that dont fit no but they come with nails in them

And that mile you walk has glass broken on the streets

Im so happy im not looking for that love anymore

Im so glad i dont get excited by that w...

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Also by Jay:

Sleep with me | Every Part of You | Coming Back |

apologydeath of lovelongevity

In Every Moment

I am stuck in every moment I have lived or

Not lived enough

 

Each drags me back

To sort out what I

Forgot

 

To settle the score

Paper over the cracks

 

I am stuck,

In every moment

I failed

To live

 

I was,

But

Just not enough

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Also by David R Mellor:

Pushing Through |

Untitled

ALONE, STARING

INSIDE HERSELF

CRITICIZING

EVERY INCH

OF SCARS

HAND PLACED

PROUDLY SHELTERED

FROM THE SUNS LIGHT

NEVER LOOKING

AHEAD FEARING

SOMEONE MIGHT

SEE

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Also by Lori Nalewajk:

Untitled | Untitled | Untitled |

Eric, It Will Pass

Eric 

Don't fall apart 

You're not broken 

Just in pain 

You don't deserve

The way you punish and torture yourself

It's okay to cry

It's okay to feel

But don't beat yourself up

Remember

To shine your light

And when it won't turn on

Don't panic

Don't stress

Whatever the reason

It will pass

And you'll find your way again

Always ❤️

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Also by Eric Berard:

I'll Be Here | Of Spirit |

A Mom’s Promise

 

small curls so soft

fall in your eyes

 

sleepiest gaze

wide by surprise

 

tiny fingers

stretch out to me

 

short pudgy legs

kick aimlessly

 

the world is yours

grin-slobber line

 

should your heart break 

I’ll give you mine 

 

 

© Candice Reineke 2021

 

 

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Also by Candice Reineke:

New Year’s Fireworks and Your Snore |

babymomMotherhoodMumtoddler

What the...?

Behold the duck-billed platypus

He doesn't like to cause a fuss

He likes to live a quiet life

With his duck-billed platywife

 

But in his youth he had his fun

And when the working day was done

He'd go to town and get his kicks

With dirty duck-billed platychicks.

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Also by branwell kent:

Thank Heavens | Limerick. |

Nothing More

I think of you, chastise myself, 

And press your name away

Ignoring, stubbornly, the fact, 

You’re present every day

 

I don’t ask why I cannot help 

But seek your commentary

On every task, or smile of mine- 

A wish I cannot bury

 

I say, embarrassed at myself, 

That this affair ends now. 

This fantasy, this made-up game, 

I cannot keep allowing

 

After...

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lovethe one that got awaylost loveegorelationships endinglove and time passinglove poetryunrequited love

Vomit City

Vomit City

 

I was stumbling home

the rain had turned to hail.

Ahead staggered a woman

Spewing in the gutter

Looking very pail.

So I lifted her from

The sodden ground

and said I’d walk her home.

She pointed out and mumbled

And off we went on her trail.

We came to a dark door

Behind was sounds of cheer

She asked me in

“Come and have a beer”.

The house...

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Also by mentalelf. Philk.:

Barfly |

Eternal love

Some people call it fate and some would call it destiny.

But what we have has much more depth I have searched eternity.

Each lifetime that we meet we have been threw heartache and deceat.

 But this bond we hold is are love untold let's make a foundation that's concrete. Our eternal love will always hold my heart .

Just like davinci's life work our passion and love is like art.

I kno...

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Amid the Ruins

These fallen facades proudly carried names;

Companionship, Liberty, Shaking Hands,

Deserted and feared due to Safety’s blames,

Leaving ruins where a lonely door stands.

Masked by “Hand, face, space” on tatty A4

Silvered number herald the year to come

Time provides, as it always has before,

A hopeful mirage where before was none.

 

The threshold heralds no obvious change

...

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Tail Tellers

Tail Tellers are a force to be counted . They Cause more Heartache than sense . They love to Belittle you . Cause Heartache and Grief . Will always find a Purpose to Find Fault and Decieve . Will always think others  should follow their Rules. By Telling Untruths and Desrupting our News .

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Consequences XV

 

It was 4:30 pm, everyone was still in the building, they could hear the crowd chanting outside. Suddenly, windows were broken and doors began to swing open, the mob entered the main chamber, and to Mike’s surprise, the gathered crowd were all ancient, as in, easily over 80, and loud, so loud and surprisingly aggressive, with their arms raised and their voices loud and their balls swinging. Ha...

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Women are heartless

Woman are heartless (a poem for my brother)

Woman come
And woman go
They fill out lives with joy
And throw us away like a used toy

Woman don't care
About what is fair
They promise they will stay
Then they just go away

Why do they do this?
Why are they heartless?
Why does relationships end?
Around every bend

Woman can be so kind
Then men can't get them out of their mind
But w...

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Company - Yes or No?

Sometimes we yearn for company.
Sometimes we must be alone.
We may like to vent our problems,
Or fix them on our own.

And if we are handed puzzles
How do we find solutions?
Should we do it by ourselves, 
Or with help and contributions?

And when we feel sad or down
We often just ruminate,
But should we take comfort in others
To get us back to feeling great?

Though when we're feeli...

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Also by Stuart Vanner:

The New Year 2021 |

Stuart VannerCompanyLockdown

Awareness

You call out in your despair, as the load has become too much to bare

The aid you require has your vision impaired

For the moment all you see is all about you and no one else

How to relieve yourself of this task and get some rest

 

What if you took a moment?

To examine those that you have enlisted for aid

Have you seen their weary hearts?

Have you seen their tired eyes?

...

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Big White Room

Stepped outside the Big White Room

Closed the door behind me

Needing to see where I belong,

Trying to feel familiarity.

 

Writer’s block is brutal

-A stab in the back from loyalty.

Needless to say I lost myself

Trampled by a monotonous society.

 

I sigh--

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GENERALLIFEwriter's block

January 2021 College poem: Moments of Sunlight

Atlas got lost when the wind blew his A-Z into the hurricane.

From caterpillars to butterflies --- hopefully we will all finally
Emerge from Covid's chrysalis-like grip.

Tapping on the door where a poet once lived changing
The meaning from a haiku to a sonnet in seconds
Fire melts her best form on this damp summer day
The three men, lost inside, drinking coffee until the dawn
And the ne...

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2021January Collage poemMoments of Sunlight

Heart

 

The suffering, the pain, it’s over now 

All that is left is a pounding heart trying to heal and move on 

A heart that fought so hard to stay alive 

A heart that held on until the last minute the last goodbye 

Thumping, beating, pulsing 

The pain, the suffering made the heart strong 

So strong that it grew a thick wall 

A wall that cannot be broken 

A wall that no longe...

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Brokentroubled heartloveHeartbreakMoving forward

I Would Love to Get a Feel.

I would Love to get a Feel

For the Scope of Your Argument

A sense of the Depth

Of It

The Sake of the Grip

Your Persuasiveness and Pulsation

Your Compelling

Vitality

Viciousness

Love

Vindictivity

Lust

Sorrow

Victory

The

Nasty Crude and Bitter Hateful Reports

Mean and Niggardly

Soap and Clasp

Universal Unlimited 

Fine and Kind

But 

Subtl...

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Life

You

I keep finding myself thinking back to the day we met

It was April 23rd I believe

I thought my life was full

I thought my life had meaning

It wasn’t till I met you that I realized it was incomplete

         Now all I wanna do is show you i care and love you

Hopefully you feel the same way

I mean we’ve been together for almost 2 years now

       This ain’t much of a poem

...

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love

touch.

I missed you,

I missed your company.

I missed your touch,

I missed you and me.

 

I still remember the first time you looked at me,

Our senses in captivated-

wondering what could be.

I knew we both wanted to be free,

Although when you first touched me-

 I never wanted to flee.

 

His touch was sensational,

it was kind.

It was exactly what I’d thought It’d be

...

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When The Fall-Out Settles by Andrew G. Ogleby

When The Fall-Out Settles

When the fall-out settles
Who will want to remember, all the Old Battles
Who will want to remember, all the Glorious wins and scores,
The crushing defeats and despairing draws?

 

When the fall-out settles
Who will want to remember, the exact details
Of all, that was said and done,
The wasted time, that’s gone,
And remain consumed, by that yet to come?


...

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Wonder Woman 1984 is a Good Movie.

Being an American nowadays is an embarrassment
I was born in this country and always been embarrassed
You hate education because it makes less Christians
Jesus would have been a middle eastern man
You would shoot him because you would call him a terrorist
When you're storming the Capitol Building because you're a snowflake
These domestic terrorists with AR-15s
Are the same man that supposed...

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Also by Mikey V Kinsey:

When I Was Sick | The Day I'm Stuck On Repeat |

poem from book One Thousand Plastic Trinkets Nick Armbrister

 

More Wanted

How many people have it all and want more?

Just one more toffee from the box

Or one more lady to make love to

Or a car 10 miles per hour faster

Is the grass always greener?

Step over the fence to see

There’s no way back over tho

Make a choice and away you go

Cross your fingers it’s better

Are all people like this?

May I look inside their heads?

...

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Also by NICK ARMBRISTER:

Neoblastic Rituals | Running Track | ZANCE from my new book |

lifemorechoices

Sports Day

Afterwards you came to me

and asked

'Why did you slow down

before the end?'

I had not realised

I had

 

The blue glass sky

bled us sweat-dry

and lurking

in the corner

always the eyes

the eyes

 

Inside all was madness

and crushed teal ice

for all of us

my mind's stalled

back in time

for what?

 

I could not shed

the cloak of air

I'd...

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whatever

Little voices

Little voices hush please quiet down.
 
Stop filling my head with thoughts of fears that I dread. 

Why can't you listen to anything I have said? 
 
I have told you time and time again you have no place in my head. 

The time was long ago when you could hang every worry over my head as I try to sleep. 
Gone is that place you reserved for doubt in my head.


I lived through those dark days a...

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Also by Michael Rios:

Lover | Unleashed Love | This is the way |

Twilight Run

At eight on the dot out of the house I trot.

Destination the coast and the Irish sea

The air is fresh cool crisp and invigorating

The promenade bids a chilly welcome to me

I was born to run and the twilight beckons

With fleet of foot energetically out I stride 

The sky looms dark broody and angry

I have the tempestuous sea by my side

Crashing foam crested waves hound me

...

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Also by Tom Doolan:

2021 - Bring It On |

PARTISAN

She was an agile acrobat

on broken rooftops of escape,

jumping into arms euphoric

before pain had time to register.

 

Armies advance across steppes,

houses gutted for sustenance.

Machine guns and home-made

grenades zipping over walls.

 

He dreamed a nest of miracles

a golden goose in the attic;

sad executions on frozen earth

while skies remain indifferent.

...

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I love you

It is late and all is silent

The summer night has closed in...

A solitary espresso to ruminate

On the world... I love you.

 

Three simple words that encompass

the universe and all its beautiful mysteries.

 

I love you,

Your soul is with mine, as you sleep,

Like strange incense, they wisp and play.

 

Our souls know more than

they will reveal...

 

I love ...

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LOVE IN A LOCKDOWN

LOVE IN A LOCKDOWN

 

Love in a lockdown intense and obsessed

Anxious at first then gradually stronger,

Fighting back fear, wondering how much longer,

Love in a lockdown unstable, undressed.

 

Love in a lockdown longs to be released

Makes resolutions, wants to try harder,

Yearning for freedom to travel further,

Love in a lockdown confined and compressed.

 

Love i...

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Jazz of soul

I thought to pick the color, 
painting the sky and ocean, 
with tales and scenery, 
thoughts and dreams,
hope and happiness, 
all the ups and downs.

Playing  the music,
with symphony
of dreams and hopes,
laughter and giggles,
nodes going up and down,
while the soul kept singing and dancing,
on its own beats,
with no obligations or boundaries,
creating the jazz of arts and emotions

...

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Poetry Prompt: 'Forever is composed of nows'

 

Just the right amount of squeeze 

at my hip

of a lemon 

on the pasta we craft for each other

of the sponge he knows I don’t like to touch when wet.

A tongue, a croissant, a bottom smack, 

exactly when we wanted one

A well-timed tease, balletically treading that tightrope line 

from this now, to the next, to the next to the next please

 

Moments studded above our ...

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Also by Laurie Briar:

#4 (calvin kleins) | Procrastination | #3 (sister mine) | Tips for a clean breakup | #2 (my mad friend) | 5 things I remember from the beginning | #1 (bitter pangs) | new year |

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HOW TO MAKE A MONSTER (A rumination on The Capitol Hill Riot)

Enough is enough. Your madness is playing out it's deepest conceit.

No-one stole the election. But you would steal democracy.

You provoke, incite, divide, destroy. You sulk, pout, rant, rage, vilify.

While your America is kissed by the lips of a virus that leaves her breathless and dying,

in the swaggering grandeur of self-entitlement you play golf and tweet a polluted stream of omnipo...

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A spell

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No FACTS for me - Liberation from Science

Hello Face book,

Hello Twitter,

No more facts for me.

No more peer review,

No more research papers,

I’ve given up the science scene.

 

Free to determine my own reality,

Free to believe in what I choose,

Free to say no to the Covid vaccination for me.

 

Some say me selfish?

Some say me short sighted?

That the Vax is the only way out!

Information does not ki...

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New Year's Morning, 2021

I rise at dawn and softly spread the curtains

To watch the pale sun rising over rooftops.

The early sky is beautiful:

Long, low clouds in light and shadow,

A palette of pinks and blues

From softest rose to deep purple.

 

Birds circle the dark, twisting trees.

Magpies sweep to the top for best lookout;

Pigeons bumble for a sturdy perch

Close to the trunk;

Tiny tits ...

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Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:

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Résumé

Résumé / Michael Kwack

 

Love is, like art,

dull without passion.

 

Marriage is, like enterprise,

vain without fortune.

 

Home is, like a chair,

awkward without comfort.

 

Life is, like sleep,

hollow without a dream.

 

Death* is, like a letter,

absurd without a story.

 

  *Death means suicide.

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'Sign' of the Times (Reflections on 'Rude'!)

 

Apologies, in advance, for the rude words !

 

Folk who pee in public places (treating them as ‘loos’).

‘Concert-girls’, on partners’ shoulders, blocking others’ views.

Kids that kick your airplane seat whilst parents just ignore.

Gits who queue-jump at the bar -‘though you were there before.

 

Those who walk straight past you, without thanks .... or smiles.... or nods.

...

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Also by John Andrew Nield:

“Old Heads on Young Shoulders”!  | 'Man-Sized' Issues ! | A ‘Snitch’, in Time !  | 'Passing' Thoughts. | Is "Statue"? | 'Rhyme Crime'! |

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Harold in Lockdown

A dumb waiter

Waiting for it to end

Again

Not so much a

Homecoming

But a home staying

The betrayal of

New year celebration

Here in the room

Consuming thoughts

Of the old times

Slight ache in heart

The caretaker of memories

In this No man's land

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INTO THEIR HANDS

INTO THEIR HANDS

There are walks and there are walks;

the big difference is that on some we talk

but not on others. On some (like those with

brother Jon, well content resident expat of

what was once the exotic, despotic and

generally chaotic empire that sat uncomfortably

astride East and West), the rarity of their occurrence

demands that we speak – so we chit the chat and

...

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The Wisdom of Bleak Punishment

There is nothing to be gained from suffering

But much to be gained from punishment

One is part of the other

Both are the same

Lessons learned by a meeting with the two

Suffering and punishment

Can be unnecessary

Lessons learned that should have never been learned

Cannot be unlearned

Or avoided, to reach true heights

To attain the gnarliest summit

Punishment and suf...

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Also by James:

Pandemic Poetry |

Lucky Ones

You were one of the lucky ones
Who didn’t get caught

Got out alive with only
Some deep scars

You don’t know what to make of it
Or where you belong

Knocking on doors all night
For who knows what

Echoes of that terrifying
Sensation that’s what you want

To confront it again
As if you could change the odds

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NEW ALBUM: 'Crow Lore' by THE CROWS OF ALBION

I have been posting poems during lockdown based on the concept taken from a much earlier poem called 'Cycle Of The Scarecrow' a fantasy piece which tells the tale of a scarecrow who is brought back to life by a witch and walks the fields of Albion. It is a reflection on the changing seasons and of growing old - and the premise of 'what if I had my time again?
It was released today as a digital do...

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Why Things Happen

The splash changed the course of the universe

as the fish startled in his round of the pond.

Why are you here? asked the fish.

I fell in, cried the rat, wearing water he donned.

 

Why did you fall in? again from the fish.

I just fell in, just fell in, that is all.

But why, you could have fallen several ways

but you fell in here so why into this pool?

 

I lost my balan...

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