Keep on Movies
Action pack
Thiller like Mike Jack
PG-13 Comedy - Captain Jack
Eyes on the sparrow
Keep on movies
Neglecting duties
The horror
The drama
No worry
It's Sci-fi
No hurry
Keep on movies
Romance
Film-noir
A mystery adventure of the first world war
History keeps on moving
But you keep on movies
Hours of our lives in front of a screen
Taste not, ...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 11:54 pm
Also by Juan Pablo Lynch:
A | Mundane | Thoughts | Humble | About A Girl | Hidden Treasures Lie | Breaking Up | Train of thoughts | Victims | The last book | Earth and Sky | Krypto's song | HATE | Testimony | On the come up | The ... | Free pear | Pray for light | Jonah | Writer's block? | Old Faithful | Begin anew | True Riches | Late night habits | The Proud man | Write Impact |The shout!
Chords they penetrate
the chambers of her mind
In each room a different sound
another melody combined
with rhythms glucking, aggressive and refined
Should she let go?
Open the doors and let the music be free?
It’s the first day of the year.
The window opens
The air is light, the sky is clear
Her lungs filled with freedom
A shout into the open space!
Her voi...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 11:19 pm
Also by Pyrola:
In the wind | Flames |21st Century Folly
On June 23rd the people chose
They chose to leave the club
They chose to stand alone
And they chose to snub.
They snubbed the whole of Europe
They took their toys and turned
They turned away from commonsense
And forget all that they’d learned.
They turned inward and gazed
Stared hard at their navels
Their children’s futures narrowed
As the parents turned ...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 11:06 pm
Also by Paul Nunn:
What falls... |In The Light of The Evening
I work hard most days
hands all rough by six
ah, but it’s worth every callous
whatever’s needed
and when I’m done, I walk
right down the sea-front promenade
sip on a cup of something
so warm and so sweet
with those boats sailing in and out
in the lazy light of the evening
There forms a shape in the foam on my coffee
I see the outline of your nose and eyes
looking up at me
I wonder j...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 11:02 pm
Also by Tom:
Read You Once More |On Being Seen
On Being Seen
These are said to be human,
They breathe they eat,
They are equal to all
And all are equal,
Yet they have the power,
Power to take away
The pittance from a family man,
Power to stop a young boy,
A young girl from aspirations
With good working principles.
‘You’ve been seen!’
They say in their juvenile way,
And then it’s the food ba...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 10:28 pm
Also by Noetic-fret!:
Bedlams Wake | Kill Switch | Beyond The Boundaries Of Words |MR PRESIDENT
From the uncertain depths of diplomacy
rose up this Kraken
his massive mouth spouting
and no one knows the ocean's mind
or the depths that it can sink to.
In the ascendancy he is
scornful of harpoons
the hide impenetrable
so, all you travellers on the seas
and on your land and in the air
remember to take some extra care
as others legitimize those loony tunes.
...Tuesday 31st January 2017 9:56 pm
Also by ray pool:
CURSORY RHYME | NORTH WALES IN THE FIFTIES | LATE ARRIVAL | SERIAL KILLER | THE BIG ISSUE | I USED TO BELIEVE | LIKE REFUGEES | URINARY PACT | BECKY THE MASSEUR | IN THE VALLEYS | FOX | APRIL 14 1912 | APRIL 14 1912 | FUNKY MEMORY | OLD LOVE | AND THEN WAS THE WINTER | JOURNEY THROUGH THE STARS |eighteen
my legs are closed now
so it's all through to you
you say:
what a night
you're fantastic
well
that was fun
while it lasted
I say:
oh yeah
well
go on now
get gone
but despite my efforts
to deny it
to hide it
my young heart
is ripped open,
in two
because
it's through
wondering your answers
to the questions
...Tuesday 31st January 2017 9:29 pm
Also by Little Bit:
fantasy | first love | creativity constipation |On paths
On paths we cross,
threads connecting
in place
Our alignments tangle
in a web
of time
Flashes trapped
as water drops
on glass
When day closes,
our vapour trails
I trace
Those moments in place,
roll like ripples
on a lake
Those places in time,
held like snow globes
in my mind
Tuesday 31st January 2017 9:03 pm
How Come
How come people cannot find the time , to demonstrate against groomers . How come people say nothing about the cruelty against children and the Sharea law . How come people who are elderly and disabled are discriminated against. But funds are always found for the rich . How if you are a groomer you can fade without feeling the pain of being caught . And how come millions of people who don't feel t...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 6:42 pm
Also by Wendy Higson:
Hearsay |Your Poetry
A few silent words lay between us
on some stained and shady card-table
for all the song and dance now skip'd along
and each chosen line stands for ten
this the burden of being penned
A bitter glass of judgement lies full-drained
truer thirst realised in venom-fail
offer a fair hearing to one dream-sane
the slightest insight magnified
for its own sake rest satisfied
Tuesday 31st January 2017 5:47 pm
Also by Adam Whitworth:
(untitled) | (untitled) | (untitled) | Nostalgia |DUMP ON TRUMP
The world and its dog seem determined to dump
All the guilt in their world on President Trump.
Yet it was the saintly Obama - looking back -
Who placed SIX month exclusions on folk from Iraq.
And the list of proscribed lands he handed on
Has been taken up by the much maligned Don.
Whose position as president duly elected
Entitles him and his office to be respected.
...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 5:39 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:
MEETING IN A PHOTOGRAPH | LOOK AT ME | IGNORANCE IN ACTION | HOPE TO COPE |HAIKU: Dead Poets Society
Tuesday 31st January 2017 5:00 pm
Also by Paul Waring:
A Question of Faith | When I Go | F.A. Haiku | A Rose-Tinted Spectacle | Night Mining | People Watching | Tragedy | A Sweet Victory For The Solemn | The Name Game - Part 2 | The Giant Seed | Ma Fleur | The Name Game - Part 1 | Willy Liar | The Innocents | Prokofiev's Prayer | if only...... | Dead of Night | Sunflower | Truth and Lies | Adolescent 1972 | JustGoJustGoJustGo | The News | Full Circle | BlameShameGuilt | Portland Court | HIGH STREET BLUES | Nostalgia | Lacuna | HAIKU: WISDOM |My Mind’s A Blank
My mind’s a blank
I just can’t think
To be quite frank
I’m on the brink
Right at the edge
Without a chance
Out on a ledge
Stood in a trance
Stood in a trance
Out on a ledge
Without a chance
Right at the edge
I’m on the brink
To be quite frank
I just can’t think
My mind’s a blank
Tuesday 31st January 2017 4:59 pm
Also by Trevor Alexander:
For Me, It’s In The Eyes | Warbling Bird | Mountain Goat | La Gioconda | Fuck Off Facebook | Urban Gale | Green Shoots Of Love | The Night | Buds | Unwed | Wild Haggis |Little Red Rabbit
He dressed her in velvet,
His little rabbit.
He coveted her sweetness.
She was his drug habit.
Bloody kisses bite her lip
But it's ok, he loves her right?
His perfect partner, perfect wife,
Slap her nearly every night.
Takes her out in his expensive gift.
He chose it, she must wear it,
She feels embarrassed, tarted up,
Don't say it, touch-paper lit.
...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 4:49 pm
Also by Louise Clarke:
The Sand Man | Lost | Not all Monsters have Fangs | The Dead Dolls | The Nail Bar | Whitby Abbey | Say Yes to the Dress | Michelle | Love | My Way | The Preacher | Rest | The Whispering Winds | Laughter | Screams | Magic Spells | Let's Play Pretend | Peaceful Escape | The Masquerade Party | Charisma | The Black Dog | Goodbye | The Seed | The Green Gate |In the poetic doghouse
“You’re pushing me to the edge, can’t you see?” said my poem.
“The stimulus is dead. Gone.
All you care about is what I look like from the outside;
the superfluous structure and form. And empty words.
What you’re missing is that big bewitching idea
that lies deep within me, waiting to be ignited.
Time you admitted that you’re intellectually impotent
and emotionally sterile.
...Tuesday 31st January 2017 3:39 pm
Also by Chakraj:
It takes one shattering Trump Card | The breath of life (and death) | His Roger Highness | Picking up the pieces | The Real Me | A gorgeous, gifted bird she was! | Life's blue-eyed boy | What's mine's mine. | Ever been to that sacred place inside you? | The Purity of Poetry | DEMOCRAZY | The Call of the Goddess | fANTastic | Change is permanent | Come, drink of my madness | Hanging out with my mind | Heart & Soul | Remembering Robin | a FRESH START | Final Resting Plaice | Global Warning | Senior executive seeks suitable position | The Joys of Sax | The Redemption | Nothing more to say | Oh gardener in me | Prosthetic Priestess | Politicks and other creepy crawlies | WhatsApp Geezer? | Same again please | The Awakening | Hi-resolution New Year | Half past deluded | Live Death | The Miracle of You | Living my miracle | Roger's Back! | Chemistry is a mirage | You can't change it. So hug it. |Diffrent attitude of mind
The innocent
By the sweat of
One's brow
Their likes aspire
To grow.
For them
Bread and water
Is all right
So far as their walk
Could face the glare of light!
The corrupt
Bugs, they are not averse
To fattening
By the blood and tears of others!
Tuesday 31st January 2017 1:01 pm
Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:
What do I care? | A sunny rain | Self Canibalism | Elegy by a poet |Mumbo jumbo
Summer sounds are echoing now
As the moo comes from the cow
The bark that came out from the dog
Is wrapped around a burning log
Flying birds go shooting by
One by one towards the sky
Buzzing bees go humming past
Followed by the wasp thats last
Rabbits hop and jump around
The worms that live upon the ground
The ants are working all day long
As mary jane br...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 10:14 am
Also by james bowness:
(THROW THE EGG) JOHNY CLEGG. | Little people ( in my head ) | King of the dead |pmurt
the human race is deeply flawed
and power does corrupt
still yet we cry, a wailing wall
morality erupts
Tuesday 31st January 2017 4:44 am
Also by Stuart Buck:
mirrored images | the day of the lord will come like a thief | a king without a crown | i will ruin everything eventually | breaking an azeotrope with unidirectional pressure manipulation |Eye-am
Adorable and employable
Observe, as my top lip curls,
exposed white-tip pearls.
divided, exaggerated notions, ideal motions, dividends on an emotional ever-growing emotional severance.
Ideas of a dead mans long-lost lust lure curve.
i have found home, at last, rest absorbs into this stale husk
Thus ensures a thousand year rest, at peace, at last.
The ability to cease.
Endless torrents, ...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 3:59 am
Also by Jack Hopwaters Jr:
Sometime then? |Alternatives
Everyone who has every had their heart broken has had that thought-
Is it better to feel or to feel nothing at all?
In the heart of it, you wish to feel nothing,
Not an ounce of pain or heartache every again.
Is it truly better to have loved and lost
Than to have never loved at all.
Clear mindedly, I easily follow that with a yes.
But when you are crying out at 2AM for somethi...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 3:50 am
Also by M H:
Outloud | That Feeling | Wanderlust | Midnight Blues | Supposed To | Strength? |Watermelon Life
Life is a jolly watermelon
With seeds and juice galore;
Should I need someone to share it,
I know you are only next door.
Some might say the rind
Is so thick, who can prevail,
But I think of the soft center
Impacted by every detail.
How often do you bite right down
To the edge of any other fruit?
These watermelons hold the prize
Of filling you up tongue and tooth.
Let's share this wo...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 3:35 am
Also by Randall Eckstein:
I Have No Fear of Death | Pancake Geology | Time again | Inscrutable Intentions | My Pet, Death | Shadows | Acamapichtli and Dark Moon Night | The Theater of my Life | Hope | Philology | Oracle | Wallflowers | Snowy Night in the Early Spring | Mermaid Song | The Fine Guilt of Physics | She wants to feel 日本 (Japan) | Yima |Bye . . .
Isn't "bye" a form of saying you're leaving for a while or even forever...? I mean isn't that the message people receive? It hurts a lot honestly ... But then you're stuck in between did this person mean "bye as in see you tomorrow" or "bye as in I'm leaving forever." We don't ever know until time shows us. They're either there the next day...or gone... and all you can do is be happy or feel the p...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 3:13 am
Excuses
I tug and pull and tug and pull
I've been doing this for ages
I tug and pull and tug and pull
Nothing ever changes
I tug and pull and tug and pull
It's making me go crazy
I tug and pull and tug and pull
People think I'm lazy
I tug and pull and tug and pull
I'm doing my best to save me
I tug and pull and tug and pull
A mess is all that they see
I tug and pull and tug and pu...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 12:01 am
Also by Wonderer:
Painfully Unique | You're too complacent | Bar of soap | Where are the wise ones? |FIVE LAST YEARS
(A piece I wrote 40 years ago in support of retirement at 60 for mineworkers. Harold Wilson was Prime Minister and Derek Ezra was Chairman of the National Coal Board. I was a young recruit)
At the end of this month I shall be 59
And for 44 years I’ve worked in the mines
When once I was strong, for my health I now fear
I ought to retire at the end of the year.
I’ve worked ...
Monday 30th January 2017 10:48 pm
Also by John Coopey:
IF THEY COME | CLIFFORD'S TOWER - A VILLANELLE | MUTTON | BLOODY PEST | TALE FROM THE NORTH COUNTRY | YOUR FIRST HUT IS THE CHEAPEST | VILLANELLE FOR A SHED | "IT'S BROUGHT US HERE" | LEAVE IT IN THE GROUND |EASE DROPPING
She said she wanted to go home
he replied "not now"
The look on her face
said there was more
going on than just her words
were they fighting
was she just tired
She put her fork down
and gazed out the window
He continued to eat
like he did not notice
her needs
With no words
she got up and went
to the ladies room
He took out his cell phone
and began ...
Monday 30th January 2017 9:54 pm
Also by lynn hahn:
WALKING THRU MEMORIES | HERE AFTER | ROAD TRIP | DARK ADDICTION | HAPPY BIRTHDAY | GROOMING | OH TO THE... | WHO'S IN CONTROL | ALL ABOUT HIM | PERFECTION | WHAT IS A POEM | POWER OF THE WORD | BURY THE HATCHET | GOTTA Luv em | LOVE'S MYSTERY | ON THE WAY | HATE HEALS | DEDICATION | THE BENCH | HURRICANE OF HURTS | TRUMP | JUST BREATH | JOY GONE BAD | TOMORROW | SILLY OLD MAN | BLESSED | TIME | COLORS | INVISIBLE PEOPLE | SEXY BOY | NEW YEAR |The ransom
We tremble at the thought that our loved one is missed
Being kidnapped at beach while on restful retreat
Grabbed with a stronger hand, and taped as a canned meat
Tossed in the back of van with limbs flailing in twist
Delivered as a note is a messy blackmail
Of a million dollars, as a classless insult
The pain and the torture of missing the result
An ear chopped off, latest of this sad tal...
Monday 30th January 2017 8:43 pm
Also by Louis Audet:
Dictatorship | The cruise | Wanting something good | Storm | Mighty Dream | Trip | Drunk | Outfit | Reconnecting | Porn Star | The rock | The news | Mystery | Swapping | Daggers | Veteran's Day | Right one | Be Friends | Living Another Underwater Rescue Adventure | Vacation - Last Day | Vacation - The day trip | Mr Fantismo in Director's Chair | Mr Fantismo at Sea | Vacation - walk on the beach | Game of Life | New Life | Vacation - Night Out | Vacation - Lounging | Vacation - Pool side | Vacation - Airplane ride | Finding Your Partner |My Stillborn Child, by Jose Coleman
Mhow, India, January 1941
Oh my heart's darling why
could they not let you lie
under the open sky
outside the wall
where the clean rain could fall
and the sun shine?
Silent. No bird will sing
there where you lie
under the tall thin trees.
They with their pointed leaves
crowd out the light,
filter the monsoon rains,
deaden the air along lines of graves.
Do you rest still,
would-...
Monday 30th January 2017 7:16 pm
Tonight
Tonight I realized its not up to you to decide me.
Its not my job to initiate conversation,
Its not my requirement to put on more makeup,
You don't get to decide what shirts you think look good on me.
Tonight I realized its not my place to lower myself to you.
I don't have to make sure you're satisfied,
I don't need to stop what I'm doing to answer to you.
There's only one of me, and ther...
Monday 30th January 2017 1:50 pm
From Friendship to Love (II)
Rewriting boundaries
The transition from friendship to love
Is laced with clues
Neither of the parties could see
But oblivious to everybody else
Dancing around feeling
Like skating on frozen lakes
Until they start
To crack like tension
And feelings became rescues
Whether at 6 in the morning
On the way to work
At a frozen train station
Or well past midnight
Staring out of the wi...
Monday 30th January 2017 12:46 pm
Also by Andy N:
From Friendship to Love | Spoken Label seeking new writers for podcasts |Alt-Prayer
I hope he wakes screaming with his teeth all fallen out
on the pillow of the dreams that were stolen overnight.
I hope the taste upon his tongue is iron mixed with salt
crossed with brickdust, faulty locks and crucified hate.
I hope for him a long life, epiphanies of bad faith.
I wish for him a hunger never silent or asleep.
I hope for him an ever present thirst to be i...
Monday 30th January 2017 12:06 pm
Also by Laura Taylor:
River Estate Retrospective | Assertion Repetition and Contagion | Lullament |Sleeping in a Forest
Everyone deserves a dream or two.
Sleeping in a Forest
Light and fire and music
all dance within me
in this perfect, silent forest
as she welcomes me to her breast,
full with fallen seeds and crinkled leaves
for my head; my bed of ashen river stones,
murmured possums, and repose. Long I slept
while overhead the white-hot starfields
bent to their nightly arcs...
Monday 30th January 2017 9:16 am
Also by Chris Hubbard:
Poppy | Bright Sky | A Rider | Sailing an Inland Sea | Snow and Lightning | Aeschylus Unbound | Ocean Wanderer | A Book of Hours | Chris Hubbard @ Mont Saint-Michel |Perspective Changes
i was a Christian.
Christian enough to stay out of trouble.
i was tough and smart.
Tough enough to cut myself.
Smart enough to not get caught.
Now i'm a Christian.
Christian enough to rely on God.
i am strong and wise.
Strong enough to ask for help.
Wise enough to open myself up.
Monday 30th January 2017 4:03 am
Also by LeeJ Waters:
The First of Many | Anxiety | Quiet Resentment |Gave Me Up To Tears
Gave Me Up To Tears
"And all my mother came into mine eyes
And gave me up to tears."
— William Shakespeare, Henry V
The air tastes of mashed potatoes
When she looks into your eyes
And you look back at the fear and hurt
And she says she’s sorry for dragging you here
And you tell her it’s nothing
Even though you were complaining
That very same thing on the drive h...
Sunday 29th January 2017 9:35 pm
Also by Ian Whiteley:
Saint Hate | Down In The Hole | Forsaking Auld Lang Syne |The People
There is a place
For the people by the people
But who are the people
We are the people
You are the people
The people that drown and float
Who laugh and cry
Who spit and die
All in the name of the people
Who are not
We are the people who stand up and count
Who dare to put our heads
On the block
Above the parapet
Who will be a target
For the people witho...
Sunday 29th January 2017 3:58 pm
Also by Martin Elder:
Waiting | Not yet sixteen |Penally Viagra
I went to Penally and,
caught down poems,
from the land, and the sea, and the sky,
A Viagra for the lack of words,
When words from life run dry.
Sunday 29th January 2017 8:59 am
Also by Peter Ray:
Bags of Shite | Turn Of The Tide | The Extent Of The Tide | Before The Tide | How Evil Is The Mind Of Man | Responsibility |One-Way
When you cry
I cry
When you smile
I smile
When you run
I run
When you jump
I jump
But
When I do
You don't
Sunday 29th January 2017 3:21 am
Also by Anjeza Shahini:
Death in Real Time |crusade 2 (1/27/2017)
cross-stitched dregs: the innocent
amputees march under burnt barons
welder's waltz on bitumen
danced through europe on red herrings
could I dare to fit the mold?
backstep quarry as I am
red-cooled as the iron folds?
to slay my fellow Abram's men?
all us may bear alike it seems
unstained by winter's medusa gaze
frozen hearts' slates and slips and screams
buried neath the grounds whe...
Saturday 28th January 2017 11:01 pm
Also by Zach Dafoe:
the rifleman that played in minors (1/27/2017) | ache 2 (1/22/2017) |Flightless flight of blight and fright
Stuck on a grounded flight
Seats all taken with people of plight
Coughing, spluttering my new blight
Given delays this is my night
Stifling affliction that I can't fight
Snot rags, diseased air, cabin of fright
Suffocating infections this isn't right
Escape to the toilet I just might
Begin my flight
Away from the plight
Away from this blight
Of this just starting night
Such a futile fi...
Saturday 28th January 2017 5:15 pm
Also by Mel Shield:
Morning Musing | Antisocial Transport | 5 Hour 15 Minute Coach Journey | Leaving Early |A Man for All Seasons
He first grabbed our attention as Baron Richard Rich
Next a leading role as John Merrick (The Elephant Man)
In Nineteen Eighty - Four Winston Smith was his pitch
A drama unfolded as Mr. Braddock in The Hit
Stephen Ward in the Profumo affair what a Scandal
Quentin Crisp in The Naked Civil servant in 1975
Caligula in I, Claudius he definitely could handle
Out of his Tardis the...
Saturday 28th January 2017 4:07 pm
Also by Tom Doolan:
Goodbye - 'Allo 'Allo | LA LA Land & Me | Fire from the Sky | Nice to See You | 2016 - Taken but not Forsaken |freedom
whats up is up and down is down
hey im the kind of guy who likes to get around
tied and tethered, thats not me fool
this place is on lock down
I don't need your school
just give me some wings so I can fly
what Lynard sung about
what Jimmy lived, well atleast before he died
I mean if we can set are minds and hearts free why not our bodies too.
I mean just ask yourself " W...
Saturday 28th January 2017 7:42 am
Also by old shoes:
Grey | Hammer Time |Nothing...?...
My pain, guilt are nothing ... if compared
With your miraclish feel "self-value"
(Nothing evident).
Friday 27th January 2017 9:52 pm
Also by Dora Rochi:
Behind Point | Betray a Poor Man | Leaf | Pleasure | Revealing Peace | Dependent |Sculpted
Traveller: walk roads.
Wash eye's innocence in life's flow.
Erode face-gullies in time's flood.
Let years sculpt wisdom into an open soul.
Face journey's lessons willing.
Respond. Adapt. Change.
Face alternate current.
Learn. Change again.
Be you. Inner you. Consistent.
Washed clean.
Altered.
Time's sculpture, life's subject.
Your self.
Friday 27th January 2017 8:52 pm
Also by Rich:
Happen |Absence of the mind
Torn pages,
words unspoken.
Thoughts undeveloped,
feelings being neglected.
I've turned into a creature I can't understand.
I've turned into something I cannot stand.
Friday 27th January 2017 8:44 pm
Circle Pantoom
Life moves in a circle,
Try not to get lost.
It burns you up inside,
Or even goes to frost.
Try not to get lost,
In a world turned to flames.
Or even goes to frost,
When all else delays.
In a world turned to flames,
Screaming, shouting, pouting,
When all else delays,
Those who care shall wait the outing.
Screaming, shouting, pouting,
The cold c...
Friday 27th January 2017 7:54 pm
Also by D Philo:
less |Cooking With Mother
You'll need following ingredients:
1 female Homo Sapien pond life
1 male Homo Sapien pond life*
1 bottle of Lambrini or cheap Prosecco
30 lambert & Butler or 10g Amber leaf rolling tobacco
Fag papers
1 bottle of Red Square vodka
1 bottle Diet Coke
1/2g coke
Ketamine
Jeremy Kyle show plus audience of suitable misery parasites
KFC bargain bucket
*if pond life not available any idiot...
Friday 27th January 2017 10:07 am
Also by Jeff:
I'm Ready | My Unfavorite Things | 172800 Seconds In A Life | We're Doing No Wrong | What a Waste | Next Time | What Do Yer Say? | 1 in 50 | Serial Killer Butchers | Breakfast at Dictionaries | The Day They Took Me Foreskin | Books Down Children | They Said, I Said, She Said |Home
If i could grow wings and fly away, i would fly straight to heaven and get on my knees and pray. I would beg for forgiveness from the good Lord above, and all i would ask is to simply feel loved. I would bow my head down and give up my soul, i would pray to find happiness in any role, a child, a young woman, a mother, a friend...if only true joy i would feel in the end. But for me its a struggle n...
Friday 27th January 2017 6:14 am
Also by Heidi:
Me | Anger |After A Break Up
After a breakup, pain may linger with you a while,
but one morning you will wake once more with a smile,
Until that time comes write notes to throw away,
notes that hold your pain, to leave you free one day,
There's no clock with the means to predict the date,
don't let heartbreak turn love over to the icy grip of hate,
for positive feelings are those we all seek in our liv...
Thursday 26th January 2017 11:13 am
We are all connected
All the people you don't like have the right to walk on this planet just as much as you do.
We all have a purpose. Never forget that. I find myself taking people for granted, but the world needs us all to move forward. don't think anothers life doesn't matter.
Thursday 26th January 2017 11:13 am
Also by Youthfullyxx:
Not surprised | Love spilled on the carpet | Born sick | Society brainwashed me | Open up we can share the mess | Lack of love |Auction of my Heart
(He entered da Auction-room. a bare-footed, untidy-casual young man. When he stepped on the stage, bidders start whispering among themselves. Suddenly breaking his silence, Slowly he starts Reciting da Lines… )
Tonight,
I would like to auction ma Heart
Yes, My own Pulsating Heart,
What is -
Stupid, because of its foolishness.
Idiot, for its sky long day-dreaming
And obstinate...
Thursday 26th January 2017 8:47 am
Norway 3
Those kind Norwegian men
With their big hands
Leading the walking wounded
Those kind Norwegian men
With their warm smiles and blankets
And paper cup coffee
Those kind Norwegian men
With their strong arms
And their gentle words
God bless those kind Norwegian men
Wednesday 25th January 2017 5:01 pm
Also by Hazel ettridge:
Norway 2 | I lived my life that way | Another inaugural speech | Norway 1 | In response to a poetry blog | Today | Starters Orders | Show me | A word of wisdom | Little me Big me | Difficult work colleague | Poem? | The meaning of it all | Joy |Unspoken
My heart has seen deeper than eyes of mine..
Stories hidden deep within,
May be they aren't profound or coherent..
But they are my stories or rather a reality,
Which my eyes barely narrate.
My heart has seen deeper than eyes of mine..
Embracing all the darkness of life I still shine.
Oh no..I did not wait for planets to take its position.
Or my stars to align..
I have created my own con...
Wednesday 25th January 2017 2:46 pm
Also by Sharvari:
My Story | Splintered Soul | Complete Meal | Unison |Fragments
Long ago, my heart was shattered,
Scattered all across the land,
I was left alone to build the puzzle
With my own two hands
On my journey I have found that
Every person that I meet,
Has something deep inside of them- My heart, a part of me
And so, I chose to live without,
To let the pieces go,
To share with them life's beauty,
While I live on in their souls.
Wednesday 25th January 2017 9:37 am
Also by Eric Berard:
My Misery |Uncertainty
How can I tell her that I love her?
How can I show her my true feelings?
If the words “I Love You” are dwarfed compared to what I feel.
Not even all the jewelry and roses of the world could equal her beauty.
How can I describe to her?
That every time I see her my surroundings cancel out.
She is my center of attention,
That for her my heart aggressively pounds.
Wil...
Wednesday 25th January 2017 1:18 am
Also by E.M Chino:
Maria | The White Van | Wake Up/Despierta |who knows
Who knows how long we have
Who knows what tomorrow will bring
Be humble in nature
Be thankful for what you have
Not envious of what you don't
It may look as if others have it good
But you shouldn't need to publish a lie
Tuesday 24th January 2017 11:29 pm
Also by Ashley:
freedom writting |reconquistadora
These makeshift colonies
of boomtown tenements
and temporary residents
staked out by expeditions
surveying all the land
to claim for god king and state
a newly found and bountiful ground
that knows neither master nor plough
whose prerogative it is
to remind us at will
how earth does close the womb
and draws down the shroud
to claim all that w...
Tuesday 24th January 2017 9:40 pm
Also by nunya:
stargazer | furlough | strand | cataclysm and containment--Stage 1 |Sylvia Plath's Silver Fox
sylvia plath
oh how you made us laugh
alas
if only you had used a microwave oven
ted hughes
like all great poets
you were great with women weren't you
and to be fair
you also wrote a really good poem about a fox
and you got laid many times because of it
and apparently three of your loves killed themselves
three
and then you published some poems about one of them
but not the other ...
Tuesday 24th January 2017 10:21 am
Echo
Thoughts are heavy
in my head,
feeling a familiar
kind of dread.
The fog crowds,
absorbs all thought.
The half moon hangs low,
echoes a perfect glow.
It's dark inside my heart
when I feel all the parts,
I fall apart.
©JMCole
Tuesday 24th January 2017 7:25 am
Also by MyDystopiA:
Edge | Dust | Silver Light | I Don't Want to Write Tonight | Fine |King of Armaggedon
Apocolyptic prophecies foretold
The revelation is revealed
The horsemen make their descent
The angels break the seals
A cataclysmic lunar event
The blackening of the sun
Arachaic scriptures speak
The final days have begun
Kingdoms are torn apart
The trumpets are blown
Each disaster worsens
The wretched are left alone
Angels are now demons
Meterorites incinera...
Tuesday 24th January 2017 7:19 am
Waiting to Die
I used to reside in the palace of Hyde,
not too far from Nob Hill,
they kicked me out in mid-July,
but I know I'm not ill.
I know I'm down and we all came to be,
I've grown attached, very naturally,
I'll get better, I'll get it together.
I won't just be another hopeless tree
waiting to die under Lombard Street.
Tuesday 24th January 2017 4:31 am
Wildfire
I sleep
in a bed of fire
because I'm covered
in love for you.
I melt into,
turn into lava
when I see you,
love you so much
I hope you haunt me.
I'm burnt red,
a fiery paintbrush
took across a sunset.
burnt orange leaves
That fall from trees
as I fall to your feet
when I melt for you
like I do.
The seas are dry,
and parted aw...
Tuesday 24th January 2017 4:28 am
Breaking bonds
How my first year of college feels like?
It's a big bag of junk. Mostly junk. In the bag are also some things I know and like. Old friends, old jokes, old sympathy strike.
Mixed together I have to take the pieces out. One by one. On daily light. No idea what I'll get. But somehow...I have to make sense out of that.
Don't ask me why...don't ask me how. I feel like nothing I've experienc...
Monday 23rd January 2017 9:55 pm
Also by FruFru:
I do and will miss you | Lonestars |Waiting
For Robert Watson Not so much walking, as rocking side to side, each step an inch at most, like a wind-up toy. It's a long hallway, but it's early yet. Boiled vegetable puree and chicken broth again. Everything hurts. Most of all, the children. Sleepless nights, unawakened days. Brethren will come when it's too late. there's nothing left but to linger. The road ahead is grim, thi...
Monday 23rd January 2017 9:09 pm
Also by Eric erb:
One Aspen |Consumerism
Consumerism
Breed from capitalism
Keeping man trapped in a material prison
With people, friend or foe
We can never truly know
All The Secrets that they have hidden
So we bury our love in silicon and plastic
Stuck in a rut, don't know how to get past it
this leads to a disease of unspeakable nature
Stabbing friends in the back for a piece of that paper
Nobody cares about the children in...
Monday 23rd January 2017 3:28 pm
Weekend Alone
an empty morning
your pillow
how you left it
curled under
on the edge
i remind myself
to think of you
in the new silence
the cat watching
with the small
movements
of a ghost
Monday 23rd January 2017 2:01 am
Also by A.M. Clarke:
Walking in the Woods |Clang!
(on drifting too close to the preacher)
He was no inhabitant of this world
Who hurried with such swiftness that the wind
Fluttered the rags around his lanky frame
Like tattered gonfalons...Who`s fierce eyes-
Caught fire long ago of some great vision-
Perpetually blazed...who uttered madnesses,
Words, wild words, no man could tolerate,
Full of crucifixions...
Monday 23rd January 2017 12:28 am
Also by Harry O`N eill:
Because. | Miracle of wondrous canal lock |On the rocks
Sunday 22nd January 2017 11:21 am
Also by Chunks and Marrow:
Incense to Itches | Happy next year |#themoonandi
The night is black.
The night is cold.
Oh how full shes appears tonight,
The moon.
she so shines bright.
All alone
she lights up the sky.
Some stars.
scattered near by.
Here i stand.
alone.
on this cold night.
To the stars and moon i look tonight.
The dark sea.
she splashes.
At my feet.
The silver sand.
she surrounds my toes.
Naked.
Oh yes.
I feel the breeze.
Golden ...
Sunday 22nd January 2017 5:33 am
Merely Air
Sunday 22nd January 2017 4:22 am
Also by Leigh Tiffany Love:
Eyes Wide Open | Destiny of a Villain | age vs growth |Mother Love
As I think of her she smile
all the blue and their rile
they fade in dark
but for whit a while
I long for the last
this sojourn to end, last mile
and this longingness that
swells in vast
ends in hug like the sand do
to the waters of Nile
when she flows she hug and take
away the grains with her
and when sleeps and sleeps unawake
this sand once cool, now behaves
as fur
Saturday 21st January 2017 9:05 pm
An Attempt To Cope
When I'm looking for a way to cope,
The first thing I can do is hope.
Breathing in the deepest of breaths,
Trying to forget too many regrets.
Going nowhere high in this lonely room.
I'm falling slowly into the deepest of gloom.
Can't seem to erase you off my mind.
Constantly feeling like I robbed you blind.
I'll be sending out the best intentions,
Hoping it will soon be ...
Saturday 21st January 2017 7:20 pm
Doggy Delight
Excited yips, the 3 o’clock pips,
Eager eyes, tennis-ball surprise,
Scampering paws, expectant jaws,
Open door, a bolt into the fore,
The cool crisp air, breathed without care,
The deep green grass, quivers as I pass.
Into the sky, the bright green blob doth fly,
A blur of fur, barks and yaps slur,
A frenzied pursuit, of tennis ball loot,
Grass sent flying, gro...
Saturday 21st January 2017 5:34 pm
Staying in Tonight
Totally fed up
boyfriend gone away
forgot my birthday.
Steam clean shower
armpits hair shaven
pluck eyebrows extreme.
Lady garden trim
perfumed face cloth
rub all over.
Perfectly painted nails
sexy red hot
mirrored delight awaits.
The tattooed dragon
above lady navel
girl on fire.
Text for pizza
tanned young Peter
please s...
Saturday 21st January 2017 5:28 pm
She
Sitting there reading a book,
She looks so beautiful,
She's Lost in a fantasy world
I'm lost for words,
The air is cool,
Not cold
But cool enough to justify her oversized jacket,
She bites her nails,
Must be a cliffhanger,
Cars drive by
She doesn't break from the lines
Cars drive by I can't look away
She's lost in a fantasy world
I'm lost in her
Saturday 21st January 2017 4:01 pm
Where We Live Today
With so much hurt and hatred prevalent in society,
It seems like crimes such as murder, rape, and kidnapping might be
Everyday cliches surrounding us entirely.
I feel as if no other news is ever happening,
Everywhere I look, murder has become fashion internationally.
Especially in America, 'Land of the free, Home of the brave.'
Technically, just tellin ya, it's the land of the creeps, home o...
Saturday 21st January 2017 2:50 pm
The Island of the Dead
Under the soft snow of Alabama
They let him hang from a tree
To tell them “no one messes with Mary Lee”
In a classroom 50 miles south they picked on María Guadalupe.
And made her lick pee
At a special school they broke off for tea, went back to their dormitories
And saw Steve Jane and others too burnt to see
In the Island of the dead
They made America cremate...
Saturday 21st January 2017 1:59 pm
our flow
You are the song to my dance, the rhythm that i follow, you leave my heart full, it never feels hollow, so come take my hand, you are my magic man, let this music guide us for its our blooming romance.
Saturday 21st January 2017 11:22 am
Also by Myescape:
Christmas cheer | Night out | Cold night | Open heart gift | Jealousys hold |You'll always be with me
Lonely. Cold. The air is thick, and it’s hard to see; the weather, or my mind? It’s 3am and here we are again. I know I’ll see you in my dreams once I close my eyes, then wake up drenched in sweat, and ponder on what you’re trying to tell me for the rest of the day. How do I get to you now? I always find you in my dreams, but why am I still searching for you? You’ve given me your all since the day...
Saturday 21st January 2017 10:26 am
Always.....
"I trust you" you said
The scars you left are burned deep in my heart
The pain won't go away
Your words, your touch, once loving and warm became calculated and detached
Doubt, fear and shame took hold of you
You lost faith
You saw no way out of where you were
No way but to run away from me
You never believed I could be real, that we could be real...
That it was too good to be real
Bu...
Saturday 21st January 2017 4:39 am
Once the chair is Broken
Once the chair is broken
It’s legs are broken
Just like my heart
It’s splinters are poking out of the wood
Just like my appearance
That’s what catches them right?
What brings them to shout.
To laugh.
To point.
But I just don’t get it.
Why do they do this?
Why do they judge me like that!
Can’t they see I’m broken too!
He says they’re just joking.
Just go al...
Thursday 19th January 2017 11:52 pm
We Were Wallpapers
we were not the flavors
of a beautiful painting,
but rather, the starched sheet
of an endless wallpaper
stranded in a cyclical design
that we drew ourselves,
unable to cling to the walls for a lifetime.
Thursday 19th January 2017 2:37 pm
Also by Tristan Ayran:
That Which Holds All | Footprints in the Sand | War and the Universe | The Way Back | Album of the Sea |R. City - Locked Away (Lyric Video) ft. Adam Levine
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v98cFsRXi8I... The song peers into the anxieties and insecurities in many relationships—can love survive the most devastating circumstances? I honestly love this song with all my heart because it connects the listener(s) with their real life problems. Im gonna be honest real quick- I feel jealous when my boyfriend Luther talks to girls, even tough those girls are hi...
Thursday 19th January 2017 2:36 pm
Also by Ebonaya Smallwood:
TORY LANEZ - LUV | ‘Sing’ falls a little flat |A little bit of me in pics
Thursday 19th January 2017 2:25 pm
Is this me
when I look in the mirror
I don't always like what I see
because I see a reflection of me
I ask myself is this really who I am
people tell me to love myself for who I am
but I hope you know I'm not my biggest fan
I probably made 600 wrongs for every 1 right
and how often do I try to pick a fight
is this really me
it once was not
where will I go
my life is t...
Thursday 19th January 2017 2:09 pm
Believing
A woman of many beliefs
Never believed you would be the one
That understood all of her
Took many do overs to believe that she could love someone else
That she could understand someone else
Believing in the greater good of a man
This man
Her man
Believing in trust
Believing in opportunity
Believing in communication
Believing in the art of loving
A sista that ...
Thursday 19th January 2017 2:07 am
Also by Saniya:
Coliea...A Warrior | Little Girl... Big Mess |Unknown
Can't really say why
Have this sudden pleasure everytime
I want to rinse my heart
Take all that that is stored out
Leave one that is slowly overtaking
I'm fully overwhelmed by guilt and pleasure
This thing taking ownership of my heart
I hate loving it
Keeps me on my toes, uncomfortable
I don't like the chase
This thing causes exactly that
I'm not going to act on it.
Thursday 19th January 2017 12:11 am
Also by Pfunzo Badane:
A Hero Has Fallen | Find me |Bottom Trumps
To U.S.A.
a travelling circus came
it brought unintelligent sycophant
the Trump was his name
U.S. electorate packed a punch
and said hello to the circus.
In it came with a trumpety trump;
trump trump trump
The head of the herd’s appalling.
SAD tweets every day. He
festered by night under u.v. light.
U.S. road to dire decay.
U...
Wednesday 18th January 2017 11:29 pm
perfect times
This is called a perfect time ..
go away and vanished
it is like heart rhythm in the silence that began to break your mind
it not the same ..it is apparent
I called it a perfect time
when I tried to reach out with my empty hands
when twilight sky suddenly sheds painful memories.
tell me ...
it is not the same
it is not real ...
1/18/2017
Wednesday 18th January 2017 2:55 pm
Puzzled
Pickled,
Plastured,
Paddy whacked so perfectly into prisms
Spit to fill the sput, please.
I sit in a rotunda
And you look slightly puzzled
Wednesday 18th January 2017 8:22 am
Also by Rafael:
The Void | Open Up The Door | Herbal Connoisseur | What's your secret? | (Mg,Fe)2SiO4 | Corner Shop Coffee Talk | Red Woman |Love swells my heart like buds in the Spring
How can love go so wrong?
We shone like the space station in the sky.
Her gentle eyes, hers soft sweet skin were like winning the lottery to me
Her rose bud lips, her leaf soft hair
We walked like deer across the hills
How can love go so wrong?
I had a wife but now she’s dead. She was like a fire for me,
When she went, I felt the cold, the empty rooms all alone.
...
Tuesday 17th January 2017 10:20 pm
Also by jane wilcock:
Conversations in the rain | No need to get high cos I'm trippin on love |Like Fire in the Sky
Like fire in the sky,
you and I, try-
try to make sense of our uncertain state,
not like the comet, highlighted with brilliant streaks of white,
nor like the falling star, though beautiful in its own right- too brief to be appreciated,
But with such shift of subtle gleam, whose to say it will ever pass?
I wish it not so
Tuesday 17th January 2017 8:12 pm
Also by Kyle:
My Great Story Teller |My Thoughts Are Stars
"My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations." - John Green
_____________
They all glow with varied fury
with raging heat, emitting light
Each a small piece of a story
or a character in the night
Some will capture brief attention
as they streak across my sky
Dipping in and out of focus
fleeting past my mind’s dull eye
A few twinkle in sheer beauty
in buoyant reds and...
Tuesday 17th January 2017 6:53 pm
Not your average guy
I"m not your Average guy, I"ve always been told I am to shy, And do not even know why.Do you want me like I want you? Are you afraid to try something new,These feelings I have for you they never went away they grew,All this being said what to you expect me to do.As these hands lay this vine gets longer these feelings grow stronger.I hope the madness stays away and the sadness goes Astray.
Tuesday 17th January 2017 3:03 pm
Also by Kenneth James Keller:
You are not who you pretend to be | You said you would"nt But you Did | Putting them where they belong | You know who you are |Journey of My Time
JOURNEY OF MY TIME
by RedVioletSniffy(RV)
I am in a journey of my time, leaving what I have left behind.
I am in a journey of my time, moving forward its what i have in mind.
I am in a journey of my time, each step is my countdown.
I am in journey of my time, my laughter gives me a reason not to frown.
I am in my journey of my time, old is my yesterday .
I am in my journey of my tim...
Tuesday 17th January 2017 6:47 am
After Paradise
In the garden which I roam
full of trees and flowers grown
live a multitude of creatures
all unique with splendid features
rivers that twist and entwine
a web that changes over time
As my needs have changed
this garden must be rearranged
for trees I need the wood
rivers have a tendency to flood
all these creatures roaming free
eat the food that’s meant fo...
Monday 16th January 2017 4:53 pm
Paradox
"I don't want revenge.
I just want to make you smile"
Sometimes the truth is, we are left alone.
There is no one to go to.
Just left on your own
inside the world that makes up the collision of your heart and mind.
Each day time passes, and still you could say to me: "Your heart is mine".
Folded down in sorrow. Tears that rain into my heart.
Never leaving my eyes, ...
Monday 16th January 2017 2:52 pm
1916
1916
What moved them to throw caution to the wind
To break out of committee room and bar
Ignoring those who warned this was too far
Those who later condemned and said they'd sinned
What fearsome lightning their resolve confirmed
To face artillery and armoured car
What deafening thunder what shooting star
Incited rebellion, what fire that burned
In bra...
Monday 16th January 2017 10:07 am
What's Love got to do with it
I'm locking the door and breaking the keys. Setting flame to the foundation.
Burning bridges saying "Fuck you" to all who listens or reads.
Boiling afflications, No affirmation of better days.
Suicide keeps calling, but I'm afraid to answer, yet contemplating with anger
Fuck Fear.
You don't even care, fuck what is... there never was.
Fuck her, cim and go. She's jut another objec...
Sunday 15th January 2017 11:34 pm
Verb
Love is a verb,
An act, a choice,
That choice,
So profound,
Beyond feeling,
Beyond emotion,
Quite spectacular,
That word,
In our vernacular,
Somewhat absurd,
How it's meanings are so far between
Sunday 15th January 2017 10:38 am
Savior?
I used to be a savior, always to the rescue,
Then I tumbled down a dry well,
On a vast land of seclusion
As people refused to pay their dues.
What do I see for miles and miles?
An unending bed of gold dust;
I'm fighting through the wind of vile
Shivering with hunger and thirst
Suddenly, I spot two arms wide open,
In the squiggly vision of blur,
Perhaps he's...
Sunday 15th January 2017 6:51 am
Also by wilderedrose:
An Everlasting Ache | The Greatest Thing | Here is Me |Human
Tell me I'm broken
Tell me that it's too late to glue all the pieces back together
Like a shit mosaic we made when there was nothing better to do
My body is a vinyl that no one's played in years
Scratched and distorted but the music is still the same just heard by different ears
If my body is a temple in which my mind is the God of it's intention
Then I must surely be an athiest
...Saturday 14th January 2017 11:52 pm
Laugh Control Button
We all have control buttons in our brains:
'Laugh! Don't laugh.' 'Cry! Don't cry!' 'Say something! Shut up!' etc.
Reactions appropriately monitored - usually.
I'm pretty good with these buttons, except for ''Don't laugh.'
I don't laugh at other people's expense - usually -
but if I myself am the butt of the ridiculous
laughter leaps out brazenly -
oh - what a word! - neve...
Saturday 14th January 2017 3:56 pm
Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:
The Shoe Seller | The Spanish Girl |The Fall
It was magic -
For a whole three days I was in a state of eternal bliss.
Then,
Like a deflating balloon,
I sank back to earth.
I thought happily Ever After would last forever.
But I was wrong. -
Happily Ever After turned out to be
happy,
but then what's after?
Like a pendulum I swung from joy to despair.
My ruby Yin was incomplete without its emeral...
Friday 13th January 2017 11:56 pm
Daddy
I once knew a man
who is sorely missed.
Going out to sea he was,
but as he left that night;
he placed upon the forehead
of each daughter
a sweet and gentle kiss.
Overcome by terror
I screamed;"Don't go, please stay,
if only to run away and play!"
With a laugh and a smile,
a pat on the head he did
simply say,
"Goodbye"
Guided by water and
a youthful soul somehow
I knew the oce...
Friday 13th January 2017 11:23 pm
Also by Ravens Tear:
Morrigan | The Mother | The Alley | Color of my skin | Dark Phoenix |Meditate life is not fate
Choice is free will
Will you be with me?
Silent smiles and stares
No words need to be said
Spiritual connection and physical attraction blends
Blended souls make one
Friday 13th January 2017 8:22 pm
SATELLITE OF LOVE
For over a year I've been co-hosting the Satellite of Love event in Easton, Bristol
See gig guide for more details
All write out loud poets welcome
Friday 13th January 2017 9:07 am
Introverted
My struggle is silent, but becoming obvious
In plain sight
I try to find the words to match my thoughts
Yet my tounge gets twisted
Sometimes I wave my flag before I even attempt
Alienated by my own mind
I lie with my tounge to avoid the words I could not find
My mind paints the most vivid picture
My hands write like a stenrograhper
Yet I struggle
I get so overwhelme...
Friday 13th January 2017 3:45 am
Texts, Thoughts, and Explanations?
I am reading through text messages,
decoding, deciphering, looking,
for what I said, or did wrong.
I am thinking this:
He's still acting weird towards me.
I don't know if it's something I did,
he says it's not, but he's avoiding me.
I'm such a terrible friend to have never just told him my feelings.
But I mean, I didn't want to hurt his relationship,
so I was being ...
Friday 13th January 2017 2:55 am
Also by Claire:
Written |Bobby's Tree
Jump into my car and come with me.
We'll take a little trip to Bobby's tree.
We can talk about Bobby on the way.
The boy so lovingly missed every day.
Bobby Colleran, a city's heart he broke.
Because scousers are that kind of folk.
We never, ever forget such a tragic time.
That's why I'm proud of this city of mine.
Now at the tree a cold wind does blow.
A blue plastic windmill twirls ...
Thursday 12th January 2017 8:00 pm
Ode to the dreamers
Ode to the Dreamers
For us, are the highest mountains,
For us, are the deepest valleys,
For us, are the lush green pastures,
For us, is the evergreen spring,
For ours is a hunted breed
For ours is the troubled kind
For we live in the world, yet never with it
For we know of humanity, yet never of humans
For we live at the edge of oblivion
For we spread o...
Thursday 12th January 2017 4:58 pm
Also by Anirudh Sathe:
A Flight of frenzy |Are you the one ?
I keep loosing myself through the glasses in your eyes ;
Like the melting water into the wine from the ice .
Your thoughts surprise me ;
Those lips mesmerise me .
Wish that i could tickle you right here right now;
Sweetheart start counting , remembering the holy cow .
I wish you understood my feelings ;
But all you understand is only excel and client dealings .
i wait for y...
Thursday 12th January 2017 3:02 pm
Loan Shark
Called you at midnight
you answered with no little reluctance
through the rusted ribcage of totalled phonebox,
saw the rusted renown of my smashed reason.
After one minute the receiver fades to fuzz,
my fists hammer walls that are not there,
I zip, buckle, put collar up, out
in space now walking and with each step,
the ground sinks a little further...
sinks a little...
...Wednesday 11th January 2017 11:13 pm
Afraid
What is change? Are you afraid to? Are you afraid to be different from your so - call friends and walk this earth like the creator that made you?......Now a days people envy each other and want to compete and they are afraid of change because change looks like chaos until it's complete.......See there is a difference between Christians and church people, Christians are dedicated and they genuinely...
Wednesday 11th January 2017 2:55 pm
$200/month
$200/mo
Is what they think
My suffering is worth
And I'm grateful.
$200/mo
Pays the bills
Buys me food,
With a little
Left over,
For fun.
My fiancé
Gets $700/mo
For his own pain.
$700 + $200 = $900
Dollars to pay
To live.
We fixed the heat,
We bought to eat,
And cigarettes
Exist again.
From a month where
We didn't know
How it was
Going to happen,
To a month
Wher...
Wednesday 11th January 2017 1:59 pm
Also by Josie Harris:
He Saw | Living With Roommates | Imitation and Perception | Psychiatric Lingo | Colors Of Public Assistance | Department of Social and Health Services | Disability Timeline pt. 2 | Disability Timeline pt. 1 |Drunken Thoughts
Sometimes the minutes turn to hours,
As i think of that rainy day on the first of november,
I stood in your drive with a bouquet of flowers,
And I helped you save worms, do you remember?
Water fell that night in a slow silent mist,
And i felt its chill until we finally kissed,
Deep and slow without reservations,
We gave it all away, no hesitations
Still today I c...
Wednesday 11th January 2017 8:45 am
Also by Zane:
2017 | Keys | Tears | Cool Air |Mine
I want a love that is mine
Songs and poems couldn't experience
Only dreams and distant thoughts have encountered
I want a love that is yours
Receive it, replicate it, return it
I want a love that is ours
Can you love me again
And give the love I want
To the real me this time
Wednesday 11th January 2017 3:34 am
Baby's Cry.
There was once a time,
That I dreamed for what felt like eternity -
It was all too real,
And it left a long lasting curse upon me.
In my dream,
You appeared -
Harbouring a cold heart, but never a word.
A thought had crossed my mind -
"You and I only exist in a reality of non-existance."
So, take my hand and follow me -
Down an empty path where nobody can come be...
Tuesday 10th January 2017 4:35 pm
3 Idiots
There is a tale of 3 idiots that flourished in a city,
Nobody of them became famous was their pity,
Many wanderers came and came many magicians,
Neither of them was able to carve their creations,
Lest they became grief-stricken and more edgy,
For the most of time their sadness turned cagy,
Had there been any kind of charmed glare of hope,
Because then only these days have gone...
Tuesday 10th January 2017 3:53 pm
Also by Kusumakar Chandra Pant:
Heart Pains | YOUR VOICE | SHARE |Wandering expositions
Poetry has many inspections
each line, like thought, re-touched.
We frown at fingered collections
of nouns, and other, stuff.
There are troublesome inflections
and bleeding, wrung-out, verbs,
the wandering explications
of rhymes, the metre, serves.
There are stand alone conjunctions
in hope, that it, amazes,
where
in solitude it functions
in contrived, schematic, phrases.
Words...
Tuesday 10th January 2017 1:24 am
I Hate You
I hate you
Can't stand you
I think that I love you
You know me
Ignore me
I want you to love me
I love you
Just want you
I really do hate you
You see me
Smile at me
I want you to leave me
I need you
Don't want you
My heart is stuck on you
You want me
Don't need me
Just stop talking to me
I love you
Don't love you
I just want to hate yo...
Monday 9th January 2017 10:17 pm
Also by Piper Mandle:
It's the Little Things | Happy Birthday (in memory) | Life is No Place | Can I Have This Dance? | Brave |January 2017 Collage Poem - Hungover
Homeless salvation in the snow
Begging barristers of poisonous kingship
My mug of prison tea
Is the hangover drink for me
The morning after a too merry night of play
No regrets until she calls me the following day,
A sparkling jet of water streams
Into the glass
Poetry; art with words
Truthful tunes played by a Pied Piper
Happy drinks, happy times
...Monday 9th January 2017 9:50 pm
Stellatus
We hide our dark matter behind walls of soft red flesh.
Some people deny the existence of the matter.
Some think their's is so beautiful they should be first.
You deny the presence of it, even with my prompting.
I have descended into the dark labyrinths of my soul;
separating and extracting the Constellatus from Con -
‘together’ + 'stellatus.'
‘arranged like a star.'
Monday 9th January 2017 6:40 pm
Winter's Wolf
The sharp-toothed skirmisher of January past
passes its knives by her cheeks;
the hillside heralds its shredded brown visage,
winter’s wolf howls the bitter conquest of the moors.
The season of concealing crowns and faces,
of cautious feet across the maze of wilted souls
to reach the lone tree, grey lightning petrified in time.
Frozen into the bark are age and time.
...
Monday 9th January 2017 4:51 pm
Black out
Not a poem, more of a short story/random meandering thought
We're stood on a blacked out highway going to who knows where. A floodlight shines on a group of workmen in road, slow. A passive aggressive sign says "Slow, My Daddy works in here". Gaz, Frank and Jim are gathered under the floodlight.
"That bloody lads dad never worked ere! That's bosses lad!"
"Mmmm..."
"Anyway, what's this ...
Monday 9th January 2017 2:33 pm
Also by Matt:
I |“Meeting Mrs. Potiphar”
I posted this in September but have rewritten for me book - hope you enjoy
- performance piece -
She devised a meeting ‘just as friends'
For evening drinks in her favourite bar.
(Soigné and the food is good)
Her finely plaited ribboned hair
Smelled of woody sandalwood.
She said I had to walk her home,
“There are dangers lurking everywhere.”
She chose the cycl...
Monday 9th January 2017 11:00 am
Little Girl
As I look into the mirror
A little girl stares back at me
Her eyes twinkling eyes shining so bright
Wind is blowing her hair nice and free
Running free like a child she makes a pretty sight
Her lips twitched into a naughty smile
Radiant face brimming with life
Her eyes shine with unfulfilled dreams
No worries no fear no signs of strife
I am mesmerized by her innocence
...Monday 9th January 2017 10:26 am
Also by Preeta Sanjith:
Mom | Motherhood | Rains |Pondy Diaries
ardent waves,stoical rocks
radiant moon,soaked in sunkiss
sands of serenity,beaches of bliss
mesmerizing memoirs
Pondy diaries
© Juhi Gupte
Monday 9th January 2017 6:27 am
Also by Juhi Gupte:
Tulsi and the Christmas Tree | Season's gift | New Year | Moonless Night |sorry.
i truly am so so
sorry
sorry i couldn't be the one you held at night
sorry i wasn't pretty enough for you
sorry i wasn't secure enough for you
sorry i wasn't of high enough status for you
sorry i like to defend myself from harm
sorry i had monsters in the back of my mind i can't tame
sorry i wasn't worth any of your time
sorry i wasn't worth any of your effort
...Monday 9th January 2017 4:47 am
Burning Soul of Youth
The soul burns wildly upon
The dark night
It possesses youth
In the nature of touch
It yearns for the salvation of love
I am humbled upon existence
The very sight of love
Brightens the fire
It burns
It burns
Like a stone of love
The joy of my love
Is hard to replicate
I want your love
Like you want mine
Its hard to be
And hard to see
But once you ...
Sunday 8th January 2017 11:00 pm
Also by Stephen Jones:
(untitled) | Weeping for you | Melancholy Bondage | Spirit of Love | Spirit Feet | Filling the Void | Truest to the Self | Truest to the Self |What is it and what could it be?
In the final drawer
On the morning of the clearance
Long undisturbed by mysteries
Hovering over soapboxes and items rearranged
A few now discovered things
All solid and haphazard
Like fingers pointing towards crevices
Away from discovery
Shaped and separate objects
With undisclosed stories
Looking for repurpose or conversation
Maybe even the happiest connection
...
Sunday 8th January 2017 4:50 pm
Hole in the ground
I was walking and i fell in a hole in the ground
Its not like i wasnt paying attention
I was aware of every sight touch and sound
Panicking i could or yelling is a option
But i rather sit here and think how did i get here
Ive ran into the headlights of life while watching deer
Is the world still moving is time still ticking
Am i being to unattentive because i fell in this ho...
Sunday 8th January 2017 3:59 am
Moonshine
MOONSHINE
Thick fog awoke me, I don’t know why,
called me to walk through trees half-seen,
dew-dripping, tripping over storm-snapped boughs,
hidden under autumn’s finished leaves,
no task undone save to rustle, swish and sigh
in time with my own slow-furrowing stride.
And in the fog, extended dark,
my feet through leaves might well have been
the shunting of an ...
Saturday 7th January 2017 8:33 pm
The Game of Love
The universe, can play some wicked games.
One day you'll meet the one and fall hopelessly in love.
Just for it to rip it away.
The butterflies and all the highs,
will lead to your ultimate demise.
Through the depths of despair
And a valley of lows;
your world will crash,
All around you.
Your heart will break,
And you soul will crumble.
But time will go on.
You know people say,
S...
Saturday 7th January 2017 11:37 am
An Old Note Hidden
Tonight I was meant to work
To get ready for the week ahead
But a surprise was left hidden
Hidden in the pages of my notepad
When it was written we were friends
We still are but time has changed us
To tell me how amazing I am
To make me smile
I now sit here crying
Our friendship is a memory
We still talk
But now you tell me you were in love
It's beutiful
I miss you
We could sor...
Friday 6th January 2017 10:35 pm
The carbon cycle
what we have now is a photo:
Katherine and I with the wedding cake
under a park shelter
and there he is outside
in the background alone and small
and brilliant in the sunlight.
He called me once to talk about fungi:
their dark networks
that join the living and the dead
but that was before he went into the basement
and Katherine pressed the button
and his body released into the air
...
Friday 6th January 2017 12:16 pm
WISH YOUR LOVE IS PURE
The day you go away..
was the day I've no words to say..
It seems like you are my weakness when you're not behind me..
I miss you in every seconds from the day you left me..
Those tears that roll down from my eyes was the tears for you..
I don't care about my tears but I care for you..
"My love is pure
let's make it cure
Wish your love is pure
Let's make it sure..."
I...
Friday 6th January 2017 7:54 am
Panic in the Paddock
You deserve this break, having been up since even the early-bird was still in bed,
Even awake while the stars were still high in the sky
And the moon bathed the grass with its pale white eye.
Moving these animals from their sleeping state,
Off of their beds doubling as dinner plates, doubling as dinner-
Their begrudging moans loud as they leave this place of rest to go to work,
T...
Friday 6th January 2017 4:16 am
Also by Stuart Bright:
Travel Notes | The Little Voice | Rollercoaster |Look
Wave bottom floor ground
Feet to move loud
Around with sound
Noise in its its in it
If bound found trial
Maybe my force can clue
A sence in you
Feel me smell see
Fell fall nothing fog free
Up three
Down vision clear can glad
Had steping steel
Few tip that
Follow smell
Fella navegate to further
Walks of
Of while hearts in the
Same look.
Thursday 5th January 2017 10:58 pm
Twelfth Night
Goodbye goodwill,
Love, friendship, understanding.
It's time to put you back in the cupboard
With the rest of the decorations.
Farewell international peace
And co-operation.
We'll get you out again in time for next twenty fourth
So we can play at Christianity for twelve days
(And nights).
Why can't we practise Christmas
Goodwill all year, 1 wonder?
Oh well, goodbye.
Hello hate, war...
Thursday 5th January 2017 10:03 pm
Le Petit Parisien, 1952
after Willi Ronis
A small boy running, but not for his life,
as all can see in his fearless smile
and the sense of freedom
that lights his eyes. This is the day
he will always remember,
important only because of an errand
and the small coin he didn’t drop,
holding it up on tiptoes
across the counter of a baker’s shop,
disregarding for once
the g...
Thursday 5th January 2017 11:17 am
Also by David Cooke:
Last orders | The Way Art Pepper Tells It |Just another night
Wrapped in whiskey
Tender words roll off your tongue
like how I roll this blunt for us
Car ride to a party we'd rather skip
Turns into an L ride that helps us tolerate
the people you call your friends
You allow alcohol to consume you
And I act like high is the new sober so you let me drive
Stumbling like you can feel the earth's rotation
I play the pillar
the earth's...
Thursday 5th January 2017 3:48 am
Also by Pheonix None:
5 AM Thoughts |Pillow talk
Pillow talk
My pillow holds secrets no one has herd my darkest desires my wildest fantasies.
My pillow holds the happy tears of my new love felt my sad tears of lost loves
My pillow has felt my tight grip when I squeezed with muffled screams with hurt
My pillow has danced with me on joyful events My pillow has held me on lonely restless nights
BEHIND BLUE EYES
Wednesday 4th January 2017 5:38 pm
Blame.
Blame is so easy to do. Make you believe when it's not even true. You do it to make yourself feel better, selfishly only thinking of you. Yeah, I've been victim to it to. It's a viscous cycle were the purpose is to purposefully misconstrue. You say things that you know aren't the truth. Just to save the image of YOU. In time where does that get you, when all your words are untrue. Yeah, I'll admit...
Tuesday 3rd January 2017 10:19 pm
These Wooden Boots
All I think of when I see these boots
is a hand full of dimes
squeaking at me through the leather
and broken soles that seem to grind
my feet to the ground
All I see is a row of wooden picture frames
and I count them, subtract them, divide them
into the hours that mark my sanity. Because I
am aware of time and can add, subtract, multiply
and divide it I breathe thro...
Tuesday 3rd January 2017 6:44 pm
In the beginning
In the beginning he would wake at every peculiar sound that came from the babies crib
In the beginning he would bring me a beverage as I fed his son whilst the moon was dimly lit
In the beginning he would rush home from work eager to see the family he created
In the beginning we were the people whom he could be himself and escape with
In the beginning we were enough
He wou...
Tuesday 3rd January 2017 2:37 pm
Also by Connie Walter:
I was young | He left |SHARE
SHARE!
Take up the slack
Take the strain
Live my life ...
Absorb my pain
The ups and downs
The smiles and frowns
In fairly equal measure.
Times to remember
Times to forget
Times to treasure
Times to regret.
Things I’ve done but shouldn’t
Things I wanted to do but couldn’t
Always something holding me back
Or was that just an excuse
To cover up the lack
Of ambition
There’s no-one...
Tuesday 3rd January 2017 2:02 pm
The donkeys of Mijas
bear children and overweight parents
around the streets on New Year's Eve.
At work they see nothing
but the cart in front, face their fate
in blinkered silence. Tethered
in stalls, their braying
roars through the town.
Pale-haired twins twirl
each other with ghostly smiles;
Marbella square awash with people,
music as midnight nears.
Our daughter doles out the ...
Tuesday 3rd January 2017 11:27 am
Before Return, Stripping
Ouvre la porte pour moi, Papa!
No!
I will no longer swim this Ghost River. No!
I will strip this corpse of its former flesh
And build anew.
That beech tree sheds its leaves and waits for Spring.
What has died has died, as all things do.
With Stripping comes release,
Release to live anew (and live for You)
No!
I will no more swim this Ghost River. No!
Its angry spirits have worked to...
Tuesday 3rd January 2017 10:51 am
Loss
you can count the days
pain in our hearts
somethings missing
things aren't the same
funny how life
can be so cruel and strange
hold on to the memories
create the image in our head
sometimes it's a blurr
heart remembers feelings
better then the brain
remembers scenery
deepest cut is loss
but they're never lost forever
the heart grabs a hold
while the brain try's to forget
but every ...
Tuesday 3rd January 2017 4:44 am
Also by Brian Belyea:
Abuse |Hazy and Dull
Will I ever find
A place in which to stay
Where peace can be her name
And sanctuary our play
With no one left to love
And friends that fade away
I need a little secret
In which to hide my destiny
After all these many years
You’d think I’d learned the game
Overcame a young man’s shame
Played it all the youthful way
Traveled all those roads as my hair turned gray
...Tuesday 3rd January 2017 12:00 am
Haiku #220
Close the door slowly
Be quiet as you’re leaving
And turn out the lights
Sunday 1st January 2017 6:10 pm
Night Music
All night not sleeping
but tossing and turning over
some unfavourable thought
I lie listening to the bones of the house
creak like the inside of a piano.
Who's awake at this hour?
Just the mice rolling their life's luggage
across the attic floor,
running the gauntlet
between the suitcases and heavy coats,
little refugees sailing
their slim luck in the dark.
...Sunday 1st January 2017 3:27 pm
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