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THE HOUSE OF USHER

The House of Usher is up for sale

with a casket of secrets

and a built in tale.

Family histories tainted, unclean

bursting to be told

by those unseen.

 

The House of Usher increased in price

when it turned its back on Paradise,

with skeletons in cupboards

and other artefacts,

like unspeakable things in sacks.

 

The trees in the garden, weighed down in sorrow

...

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Also by ray pool:

THE HOLY GHOST | HUNTER'S MOON | CONFLICTING INTERESTS | DANSE MACABRE | BENJAMIN BRITTEN | BENJAMIN BRITTEN | ROYAL DISAPPOINTMENT | CRUCIFIXION | YORKSHIRE BREW | WHERE I LIVE | FUNCTION ROOM | FOOD CULTURE | EPITAPH | SIMPLE FARE |

If only poetry burned calories

One of my favourite ways of passing the time

Is chasing imagery and hunting down rhyme,

But as this takes place inside my head

It’s not enough, or so my doctor’s said.

Poetry feeds my brain and soothes my soul

But it doesn’t help much towards my fitness goals.

 

If only flexing words could take inches off my thighs!

If only shaping verses was more than mental exercise!

T...

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Also by Becky Who:

Intertextual protest | The music is calling | My Wedding Day | Old anger | Poetic insomnia | Insomnia | Sunday evening teacher blues | Class warfare | Why the hell did I agree to this |

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The Royal Mint rides again!

Production’s stopped at JLR
the workforce isn’t making cars
the order book is looking thin
for Landrovers and Jaguars
but we’ve got stale bread and circuses
hip hip replacement hip hoorah
you can buy a rusted Ford Cortina now and point it at the exit
we’re gonna get a special 50p for Brexit!

Calm down dear, don’t make a fuss
that simply wouldn’t do
those whopping great lies on a bus
w...

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Delicacy of Truth

Me: (sigh) I feel less inspired than ever.

 

She: (gently) Love, the masses are not just sitting, waiting for you to blow their minds.

 

Me: (tasting truth) Right. So I should probably just sit, wait until I feel inspired?

 

She: (chuckles, grabs my pen, kisses me)

 

 

©️ Candice Reineke 2018

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Also by Candice Reineke:

All Hallow’s Eve, Then vs. Now | The Beast Does What Tyson Once Did | If Only You and Van Gogh Knew | A Million Ordinaries |

Pumpkinhead

at Oíche Shamhna, time of the aes sídhe

 

A ragged tonsure,

Or botched surgery,

Where the sooty soul exits.

Absences for features:

Swallowing the dark through

A pulpy hell-mouth.

 

 

 

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Halloween

An Excursion

An Excursion

 

Some wish to spend a day on the London Eye

sufferers from vertigo a day at the seaside

Hot air ballooning has become increasingly popular

whilst pot-holing has fallen into decline

I suffer from a severe psychological addiction

and obsessive disorder from which there is no remedy

My excursions are quite exclusive in content

their destinations many but all t...

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Also by keith jeffries:

Equal Opportunities | A Glorious Power | The Damned - 1916 | A Gallery of Memories | Too Late | The Web of Sleep | Heartfelt Sorrow | The Mellow Years | Welcome to my Parlour | Old and Gay | Grandad |

Mother's Lament

 

Now that you have made a fool of yourself

and embarrassed us in the process

now that you went against

what we told you specifically Not to do

now that you've acted stupidly

and caused us grief and sorrow

now that your plan backfired on you

and you hurt others and yourself

now that you generally

made a mess of things

which you will never outgrow

and which will ...

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Also by d.knape:

Fishing For Sympathy | Mobile Home | What Was Passed Down | If Memory Serves | When Lovers Are Exposed | The Unpopular Kid | Telling Me What To Do | Guarantee | Haiku | Days Of Rain | The Face | So Says The Wife | Assisted Sleeping | Shopping Cart | Requiem For Moth | Waste Of Time | Vacant Lot | The Fly Who Came In From The Cold | Suffering Fools | The Humor Condition | Hummingbirds | Women And Restrooms | Thoughts | Forever Taught | Chances | School Bus | Bad Memory | Living With Me | INITIALS | Koi Pond |

FOR A SOLDIER

No one should go where a soldier must go

And know what a soldier must know.

No one should see what a soldier must see

And live with the memory.

And so with the arrival of November,

It should be that we too must remember.

............................................................................

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Also by M.C. Newberry:

DO NOT... | PROTEST - Saturday theme | THE MARCH OF THE MISGUIDED | BLACK SHROUD | DANCING IN TIME - A Saturday theme | WESTMINSTER WALK | MISUNDERSTOOD | WHO GUARDS THE GUARDIAN? | AISLE BE SEEING YOU! - Saturday Verse | ISLAND NATION | DOOM AND GLOOM | A POET'S DUTY | WET BLANKET | WINNERS & LOSERS - Saturday rhyme time | QUESTION | OCTOBER |

Strangler Fig

In the beginning I felt nothing;

she was just an itch

barely deserving a scratch.

 

Then I started to notice;

she was there each day,

and she grew on me.

 

I enjoyed the attention,

encouraged her,

spoke to her,

basking in her devotion.

 

She began to take over my life,

and at first it was a joy,

an easy relationship

where we both prospered.

 

L...

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Also by Trevor Alexander:

Samhain’s Night | Keeping Warm | Bloody Christmas | Goodbye | Over Easy | Where’s The Chuffin’ Cheese | Close Your Eyes | Evanescent | Keeping Up Appearances | Trump |

Moonlight Halloween

A frost chilled dim moonlight night

Putrid air, no stars in sight

Just sheer black sky’s we have

and eerie sounds that shout out “MAD”

It’s moonlight Halloween

 

It started out as a Christian festival

Priests and Rector’s in their vestibules

The congregation on All Hallows’ Eve

Candles lit for the graves of the dead

No meat eaten, soul cakes instead

 

Then came ...

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Also by Rick Varden:

Jamie’s Place | Sporting Hero’s | Pick Me Up | The Waiting Room | I need to relax! | The Ostentatious Mr Glitz |

THE DOGS OF ATHENS

THE DOGS OF ATHENS

 

More than a city

a cluster of cities stretch

onwards through space,

one sprawling into the next,

so many areas

I've never set foot in

and west of the electric line's

a foreign country;

you see the names of neighbourhoods

on yellow buses passing

this evening square

where, instead of Nokia,

the street dogs are connected

by a different...

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Get to Know Me

If you’re a poet prowling in penumbral light,

Staggering through shadows alone and lost,

Praying for a spiritual Sherpa to

Take you to atmospheric heights,

Or at least pull you from chasmic depths

And save you from the crushing pressure

Of self-loathing and free floating anxiety,

You should get to know me.

 

If your addictions are afflictions

You can no longer bear an...

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Also by Randy Horton:

Cultivating Life | Tortured Metaphor |

existencelovelight

Slow motion collision

slow-motion collision

 

glimpse of you in the distance

signs warning of traffic conditions

swerving to avoid pedestrians

glasses hooked on the tail fin  

 

bodies with velocity taken

pulling at it seams like we’re children

without a seat inspection

we’re meat for vultures circling

 

arms reach out to trace

for something to embrace

mouths start to shake

...

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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

short-range missive | What it isn’t | Recent Hits | On the label | At The Poetry Factory | The Leaving Man | Placeholder | emergency romance | memories are new | Intimacy | Dark Matters |

That Which Autumn Leaves (REPOST with Audio)

something for Halloween and Autumn
 

That Which Autumn Leaves

 

The clowns were funny in the ring,

as they joked and tumbled and fell -

but in the camp, after the show,

they made our young lives hell.

Still in their masks of garish paint

and drunk on Vodka shots,

they cut and bruised and beat us,

hatching cruel, twisted plots.

 

I never saw the demons

lurkin...

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Also by Ian Whiteley:

A Sting In The Tale | Blood Brothers In Arms | SCREAMING BLUE MURDER - NEW ALBUM |

claimed by deathevil clownsfolk talegrowing oldhalloweenhorror story

Chickened out by Amelia the young witch

Amelia the young witch from Sabden was walking down the street alone,

Two dodgy looking lads had their eyes on her expensive mobile phone.

"Hand that over to us young lass !"

They were not to know what was about to pass.

 

Amelia twitched her nose two chickens did appear,

The lads were no longer there, nothing now to fear.

Two eggs were laid Amelia took them home,

And safel...

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Also by hugh:

Trick or eat | More Halloween Haiku or Hughku time | Halloween Haiku or Hughku time | Haiku shocks! | Obesity | Ryan and the lion | "Home Lez "{my nick name} | Dead money | From pasture to plate | You could be president! | The worm experiment | A moving experience | A visual boost | A missed kiss | Bad bottom behaviour | Spaghetti | Life in a Care home | Stress can make a mess | Bill's can win | 18 | A visit to New York | Snapped up and swallowed,a crocodile scare. |

everyday, forever.

the thought of losing you 

makes my heart hurt

 

although you were not

around as much as i wish

you had been,

i have a part of you

and you have a part of me

 

the pain i once felt because of your constant absence when i needed you most

the cracked heart i carried inside me for too long 

all because i missed out on getting to know you—the way they know you 

and a...

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Also by yajaira:

two faced | HiGH TIMES #2 | To Me. From Me. | Today You Remembered | Mr. Charming |

Wrong

The heart is cursed
to live reversed
I start at the end
and finish beginning
it's just me
I'm not forgiving
though the wrong I done
I see none
I make believe
to carry on
pay it forward
to see it through
the day is long
my soul feels
wrong.

©JM.Cole

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Also by MyDystopiA:

Slipping Sand | Water | Infinity | Distant | Better Worse | Tick Tock | Stuck | Ace |

Questions for the Seasons

will the beautiful colors of autumn
protect against the oncoming frost
the moon in the sky
is yours and mine
wherever we are
anchored by the stars
hung high over time

will the depth of winters chill
thaw in time to greet the crocus
deep black skies before the dawn
keep us hidden
as the nature resets
patience guides us
towards tomorrow

will the hopeful aroma of spring
dance endle...

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Also by Prikcab:

unwelcome | the endless trip |

He

Build your kingdom walls high and thick
Tell yourself what you're doing is Justified
Your words were bullets piercing through the skin
You left like his mother and lied to him
He made promises just to keep them forever 
Promises are actions you can't break

He's going nowhere honestly
He's broke and drinking himself to death
So take him away from this broken mindset
He's not a nice guy b...

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Also by Mikey V Kinsey:

Crystal City Part 3 lyrics | Anxiety | Faithful Until The End | Not Done | Show Love | Fix Myself | Words of The Waiting Man 21 | Breathing Underwater | So Call It What You Want | I'm Becoming a Hopeless Case It's Getting Easier To Tell | How I Really Feel | Sour Patch Kid | Through Melancholy Eyes | Firefly Battle of Lasagna Mountain | Melancholy 2 | Samurai Bebop 7 Sympathy | Write What You Honestly Know | I drank to fill the emptiness, but the more I drank the emptier I felt | Space Cowboy 13 The Last Death | A Poem For Tracy | The Starry Night | Just Average Rap Song. | Melancholy 2.0 | Words of The Waiting Man 20 | Firefly And Half Eating Sour Patch Kid | American Dream | Melancholy Fever | I'm Not Swell Little Firefly |

This thing we call living

It should be easy

This thing they call living

It should be a way

Out of the pond

And when the mist lifts

All these misfits

Should have learned 

How to swim their way home

 

As they stumble

Towards the sunlight

They are met 

By arrows of pain 

It's never easy

This thing they call dying

There's no way

To climb out of this pond

 

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Don't say this struggle's all in vain

Don't say this struggle's all in vain,
the target's always out of range,
your work is effort down the drain,
and situations never change:

Perhaps it's true your hopes were wrong,
but who's to say your fears are right?
Your friends were fighting all along;
they're winning battles out of sight.

The waves of hope may seem to stay
far down the beach you stand beside;
Across the sea, from...

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Also by Marnanel Thurman:

The Dark Blot |

Anthem for all all these damned Youngsters

 

 

What church-bells or calls to prayer by the muezzin

For these young men who kill themselves?

      — Only the monstrous hypocrisy of the media

Can call attention to this national blood-loss of young lives

No mockeries now for them from politicians who do not care; 

      Only the voice of the mothers whose sons are no longer there —

Only black and white boys' photograph...

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Also by John E Marks:

Listen to the lion | The River | All Souls' Day | A Commonplace sacrifice of a life | NURSERY RHYME | An Archaeology | Offensive verse | Elegy | The flowers of the forest | Aramaic | Poem for an anonymous Moorish Poet on the defeat at Seville November 1248 | Kassia: A Bold and Beautiful Woman, a Byzantine Poet | The power to burst the bounds | MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE | Meg | A lamentation upon the fall of Constantinople 29th May 1453 |

Loved Like This

My mistakes

and all the painful memories,

they've changed the way I think,

changed what I believe.

 

And when I doubt,

when I think I'm all I need

when I hope the world can't see me,

 

there's safety in your voice

and a smile in your eyes.

How'd I wind up here?

With you by my side.

 

And when I can't explain,

when I lose my grip,

when I make excuses

...

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Also by Jara Giner:

The View |

lovehappinessappreciation

Hallow Halloween

Hallow Halloween it’s nice of you to call once again

It’s been a whole long year since you have been around

Things have been frightfully quiet for far too long

I am looking forward to being scared silly by an eerie sound

Put a wicked spell on me well I’ll be doomed and damned

Bewitch me and lure me to your cursed coven

Chop me up alive and kicking into bite sized pieces

Cook m...

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Also by Tom Doolan:

Autumn Absolutely | 8:04 | October 10 - World Mental Health Day |

HOPE

Unconditional, my soul is only chained by past bounty’s, my inner joy is only to manifest such passion and my destiny,free forms non existence only deteriorates what’s left of my heart ♥️,  elegance assembles as the one that brightens my soul captures what seems to be an Abyss of pure pain and lack of pleasure, reminiscing back to my younger more naïve mind has a blissful feeling of happiness that...

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Also by Kage:

Down Side Up ? | Consonancy |

Wandering expositions

 

Poetry has many inspections

each line remains re-touched;

we frown at fingered collections

of nouns and other stuff.

 

There are troublesome inflections,

and bleeding, wrung-out verbs-

the wandering expositions

of rhymes the metre serves.

 

There are stand alone conjunctions

in hope that it amazes

where

in solitude it functions

in contrived schema...

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Also by Tommy Carroll:

Puzzled | Sorry bone | Shopping |

The Follower

The news comes down from ancient Athens-
a follower of Dionysus, dressed to kill,
is unaccounted for. So,
what efficacy in the search;
some insight shone might stop her?
Rich generations or poor 
civilisation or civil war
can't put her in a cage 
or through a mincer.
The aged and crippled wish
just to live a day longer.

Growing noise makes music 
impossible but not obsolete.
The noi...

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Also by Adam Whitworth:

(untitled) | Nocturne | These Days #7 | Disdain | Nocturne | Fourteen Divided By Two | Stage |

Flying

We are flying through the universe

hand in hand

we don’t need ground control

or oxygen or rocket motors

we’re quite high enough

hand in hand

 

It might be love

It might be dope or the little white pill I took

It doesn’t really matter much

You’re a crazy wild eyed woman

And I love it when you loop the loop

Flying through the universe

With your hair a mess

A...

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Also by Michael Cameron:

Recently I Took Plath To Antigua | He Was Doing Fifty |

The Last Apple on the Tree

 The Last Apple on the Tree.                                

 

I hang alone,

passed by and forgotten.

The wind mocks me as it whispers softly by.

My friends lay scattered before me amongst the autumn leaves;

The sun, once so kind, exposes my long ago unblemished skin,

now mottled and brown.

Rain pummels me; and yet still I hang.

The days pass slowly; darkly.

I have ne...

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Also by Taylor Crowshaw:

Memories | I Protest | The Death of Love | How | Do You Want to Dance | The King of Inishturk | Hope Haiku | We | Innocence Sold | The Boy Who Was a Funiosity | I Am a Winner | Lies | Sat Here Thinking |

My Mother

Insanity is when you love someone so much, you help them destroy you by trying to save them. -Unknown

 

Eye am insane for my Mother’s love

My Mother’s love

Is the love eye accepted into my heart

As my Mommy carried me, she fed me

Soothed me, protected me

And brought me

Into the physical plane healthy and safe

Thank you Mommy,

You are the first God eye know

My heart...

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Also by Mama Lola:

Clarity | Mental Slavery | My void |

THE CLOCK

THE CLOCK                                                                                                  

Staying with friends in the North-West, the Lakes,

a morning garden date with peckish feathered guests

drawn by delicacies half hidden by spring’s fresh leaves

which sway a little in the breeze and so appeal as

easy meals to songbirds darting here and there

which I watch, e...

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Also by Peter Taylor:

PERFECT PINK | BODIES | THOUGHTS OF AUTUMN (audio version) | THOUGHTS OF AUTUMN | LEAVING A WAKE |

DON'T TELL THE GODS YOUR PLANS

(A blues in the slide guitar style of the incomparable Robert Johnson.  Played in open G on a guitar I bought at a car boot sale for £7 for parts.  It's much better value than my singing)

 

I took up with a woman; she was another man’s

I had it all before me – the world was in my hands

If you want to get them laughing just tell the Gods your plans.

 

She told me that she loved me...

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Also by John Coopey:

DIPSO FATSO BINGO ASBO TESCO | LITTLE BASTARDS | ROOM FOR FALLING OFF | I HAVE AN OLD MAN'S PROBLEM | THE SUN SHINES BRIGHT BUT THIN TODAY | HARRY POTTER | X2 = ((x – y) * (x + y)) + y2 | ARTHUR AP UTHER - THE BATTLE OF LUGG VALE | CROSSROADS MOTEL | THE GHOST OF THE GHOST OF REES McGINN | UPSKIRTING 2 | BORIS THE BIDER |

the colors you didn't see

It’s funny how everything is yellow.

At least when I’m next to you…

But on the drive home,

everything is tinted blue.

And it’s not because I’m leaving you.

 

I’m looking in my mirrors,

and my imperfections at loving seem a little closer too.

 

You wanted so badly for the flowers to be alive.

Forgetting all the thank-yous’ and i’m sorry’s,

jumping to I need you and…

...

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Flea Market

In this flea market

fake emotions sometime turn us blind.

sometimes body is sold,

Sometimes mind.

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Also by AVISHEK GHOSH:

No Battle at all.. | Fading fast... | Give Me Word | Wither | Quest | In Praise of Your Glance | "WE" and.. | Gift Me a Rainy Day | Camera On... | An Ache | A Question | Fool | Murky |

Three Witches Brew

Watch out, over there!  No over there!

It's time to be alert, it's time to beware.

Time for Ghosts and Goblins and fear!

Look for witches who take to the air.

Time for monsters, spooks and storytelling.

Time to see who'll scare first, who'll be yelling.

It's Halloween time the best time of the year,

For ghost stories around a fire which crackles and sears.

Be leery of the p...

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holiday

The Fox

Can a Fox cry, one did today?
Five lives tragically taken away.
A crying Fox is something new.
I shed a tear alongside him too.

As a red I cheered your fairy tale.
Brilliant to see the top dogs fail!
The Fox, he ruled, so justly proud.
But today he only sees a cloud.

A golden Fox with tear in eye.
But ‘Foxes never Quit’ that’s no lie.
So given strength Fox, you’ll be ok.
You can’t k...

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Also by Mike Bartram:

Not Enough | Barefoot on The Zebra | Brookside Avenue | Listen | The Search |

Let's Be One

I wish for us, both of us,
to be a circle with no end...
There won't be corners of secrets.

Let's be a circle
and live a circulating life
with no corners of secrets.

Let's take off our clothes
Be clear to one another
as we expose each other's scars
and be a closet with no skeletons.

In the darkest hour
let's not play hide and seek
let's be there for each other
we won't get lost
...

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Also by Katlego Maake Jr:

Light - O'- Love |

love poems

Blinded

Our hearts are weary . Our soles are heavy weight . What is next . Who to blame . Blame one another and don’t play the Game .They are blaming Racism . Because they can . They blame other people because they can . Blame yourself you have only yourself to blame . If you want someone to blame . Stand up and be counted . Be Honest Be Brave . Look who is worthy and who is not . Look who are cruel and m...

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Also by Wendy Higson:

We Will Remember | Found Guilty | Where Is The Help | Attitude Problems | Hip Hip Hooray | Not Trusting Our Votes | Testing The Water | Faith In Others | Brilliant |

Too Close

I hate pretending

a way of fending 

off others mending

from themselves

another good thing

lost like a shoe string

problems I do bring

lack purpose 

show yourself to me 

paint it heavenly 

it ends tragically

I’m confused

because you were here

I filled you with fear

now you’ve disappeared

it’s my fault

I live with a space

like a buffer place

beca...

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Also by Joanna Halliday:

Going, going but not gone | Stars Cross | Me Not Me | Missing Soul |

sad poemspoetrylove poetry

Moon

Moon, 
Oh moon.
I see you flutter by, Moon. 
Your wax'ned wanings fill the sky, Moon.
I, you and I, moon. You and I.
I, not you will fall behind, Moon.
With no trumpet cry, no orisons, Moon.
No. No words can make Moon cry. You and I 
Will dip into solitude,
We'll find the words our mothers used 
For love and die. Oh, Moon.
The bringing smiles of love, Moon.
And the ‘wait awhiles' of lo...

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moon

A Visit to Kashmir's Poet

Frozen Dal Lake, stiffened doors of Hotel, window panes full of vapour, without electricity is my hotel facing well known Boulevard Road of Srinagar. The elongated footpath between the Lake and Boulevard road is full of footprints impressed by people staggering on snow. With soporific eyes I watch this whole from the window of Shah Abbas Hotel as I woke up just couple of minutes before at 7:40 am.
...

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Harmattan is here!

Our weather is still acting all confused, but, by now, a lot of us should be expecting harmattan already. Some places already have the sign of harmattan fog appearing in the early hours of the day. Harmattan is that time of the year that gets very cold in the morning, and then hot as hell by noon. You get thirsty easily and everywhere is dusty. This is probably our biggest problem with the seas...

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Also by Chinwendu C.E Rays:

Priest of the world »dedicated to Rev. Fr Chinedu Ralph Nwosu -my spiritual mentor« |

Rum and Rise

Let a sleeping giant sleep. Let a defiant man weep. Leave problems to themselves to weep and evaporate away with the disappearing light.

Let light fade away to night and questions fade to peace. Let a sleeping man sleep. Let your mind float away with the evening, let your mouth taste the dusk.

Let your spirit caress the rust. Rum and rise. Open your sleepy eyes and we'll retie our ties.

T...

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Also by VHH:

Emotion | Isolation | Reaching | Insatiable | Winded words | Validation | Know me |

Addiction In Many Forms

Money  lust pills sex all the things to have a good time. I feel no pain the  numbing  feels so right i can't  escape but i don't know how to stop i crave something to keep me  moving . I alter my  mind to hide the emotional horror i refuse to let you see me cry because initially you felt i was weak all along. what you fail to realize is that sex made me feel alive and i felt wanted,  the pills nu...

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Also by Mami Creative:

Trust Issues | SUICIDE PREVENTION | Domestic Violence Awareness Month |

Level up

Trying hard to be better.

The new hair, new eye shadow.

The dating app.

Searching for a level up in false things,

Or false thoughts that do not correlate to the inner me.

We grow through correlation with others

Interconnecting and intertwining

Creeping higher and higher towards Utopia.

I'll meet you there sometime, some place.

When we've thrown away our falsitities and n...

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Also by Clara:

Warm | laissez faire or intervention? |

Wotsisname

 

 

I'm just that guy from the open mic

It's not important - you know my name

I'm just that guy from the open mic

Naked and quick like firework flame

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Self loathing in Tuson, Arizona

Standing on a real balance 

Level to a care extreme

Losing heart to a proper pave

polished hardship

Rambling on Yesterdays lean taste

Viled to a clime at its seem

left unwritten down for generation Ve

arrange of perfect spices

shadows of a timeless disaster 

Taped to a perfect grain 

Folded piece and bring back body,

Emerse your tears out of joy 

Neatly in thinn...

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:Poetry :Ties :Friendly :trust :Music

My Favourite Place

It wasn’t easy getting here,

Yet many do succeed,

When I am at my favourite place, 

There is only one thing I need,

I need a camera to take a photo, 

Because I truly believe,

The most valuable assets I own,

Are my memories,

Iv been here in every season,

In sun, wind, rain and snow,

Iv been here so many times,

And yet it never seems to get old,

We all have our ow...

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Also by Happy Hiker:

My Halloween |

Always On The Losing Side

Always On The Losing Side

 

You’ve lost to emperors and knights,

been cheated by beggars and thieves.

Shame and agony fill your nights

The scar of defeat never leaves…

You always were that one lame horse

that even you wouldn’t bet on!

Charm isn’t an overcoat you can force

on an ugly duckling-of-a-swan.

Some days you lose to the witty,

and other times you lose

to...

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Also by Mae Foreman:

Consume or be Consumed | A Rhyming Idea |

The Legacy

She was difficult, they said, but she loved flowers.

She planted white sweet scented narcissus

to dance before the loch

and yes, a host of golden daffodils.

Pink, purple and red rhododendrons

high enough to play under.

A windbreak for her Japanese scene.

Acrid smelling gold and coral azaleas

and a silvery wooden bench where

to sit and catch the weak northern sun.

Squi...

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Everywhere!

I've got family everywhere.

I've got brothers I've got sisters everywhere.

I've got lovers I've got haters everywhere.

Deep eyes and broken hearts everywhere.

I've got brothers doing time, I've got brothers dead and gone, everywhere.

I've got friends, fake friends everywhere.

They are there when they need you, when you need them you can't find them anywhere.

And I've been here...

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The Manor of the Harbour

Holiday – first morning, first walk, bright and early,

up on the sea wall, taking in nothing, seeing it all:

soaring wing-gulls tell of their morning, their lives a tale to tell,

gliding over cliffs or diving into storms, sitting quiet on rolling swell –

wishing your soul was with them, to sail hover-currents over bob-seas,

into lobster pots laid by able seamen, provisioners of deli...

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Lonely but happy

 

 

while people laugh, I keep smiling,

while people eat, I digest thier ugliness when they chew

While kids run to play parks, I chase thier moms to hear thier stories. 

no wonder, I feel alone but happy, 

No wondder, I write my words with no wisdom.

I will die with no soul , my soul has left the building. 

Ha

making jokes while miserable, proves my ignorant, 

 

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Also by No One.:

Whatever. |

Just friends

I really want to say,
The things that are on my mind
I want to tell you how I feel
All of the time

I'm sorry if I'm shy baby
This is how I am
I'm trying to be cool with you
I'm trying to be calm

When you say you love me
I don't know if its true
I dont know what it means baby
But I say I love you too

Sometimes I want more than this
Other days I don't
I can never be commited
If ...

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Also by Caoimhe June Jane Ryan:

My friends honest words. | Be yourself | Grandparents |

Time to party

Time is gearing itself up

for the start of the party

 

Tick tock tick tock

 

The second hand making

its way impatiently

around the face

counting down until the

festivities begin

little time to waste

 

the minute hand has

more haste and less speed

steadily moving round

reveling in the moments

taking each one in

without a single sound

 

then t...

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Also by Jon Stainsby:

My mother appeared to me today | The Rat | The day it rained | My mind is my prison, but I hold the key | Peace, love and understanding have left the building | Summer calm |

time

One Bright Day

One bright day, oh, glory, glory, glory.

The sun, the sky, the beach, the sea

A double shot espresso, the breeze.

I saw the seal, at first a little to my right

Moments later to my left and closer in. 

Black head bobbing and diving.

Unusual, I thought, in these waters.

When it beached, almost at my feet,

It was shiney, bloated, somehow darker than black.

I tried to hold o...

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Also by Hazel ettridge:

Life before death? 1 and 2 |

Soulmate

soulmate 

you and me 

were meant to be 

together 

in some sort of way 

you planted this tree in April 

and I watched your leaves bloom through may 

your roots they stick to my ground 

and if the sun dries up and there’s no water to be found 

I’ll curse nature in all of its names 

to bring rain 

for us 

only us 

well really, 

only you 

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Love lostloving him

A MAN HOLDING HIS HORSE

 

   

    A MAN HOLDING HIS HORSE

 

    Poor Dai never got the hang of it,

    At school in our first lesson

    On art appreciation

    We studied

    'A Man Holding His Horse'

    By George Stubbs.

   

    The teacher issued us

    With notebooks

    In which to record

    Feelings and impressions

    Arising from the painting.

   

    Dai wrote...

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poetryWALESWelsh PoetryWelsh Poets.David Subacchi

In the Dark

I see creatures in the dark

Are they monsters?

They whisper

Reflection

I whisper lie

And they whisper truth

I open my eyes

When did the tears come?

I lay awake, dreaming of light

All I see are shadows

The creatures wait

 

I hear screaming in the dark

Is it me?

I want to say monster

But instead I close my mouth

Can anyone hear?

My sound is trappe...

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stressanxiety

24

In thirty minutes,

I am 24

Every year, I was surrounded by friends and family

This year,

I am alone in this midnight

I am blank as I am realizing this life has not been started

Age is just number

There are so many dreams I haven't achieved

There are so many sunsets I haven't seen

I am just beginning to discover

What the hell I am supposed to do

And how to learn pat...

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Also by Jenny jeong:

Worship | Silence | I see you | Honesty | Demon | Love |

Abyss

It's not your fault
Nor mine either
Just our time wasnt right
We had our own fight

Could I ever understand 
What love means to be?
Could you ever realize
That I wasnt meant to be

I am covered under a veneer
That's looks lovely and clear
But underneath is a dying soul
Which is engulfed in a black hole

Dont head for destruction
Give it up and live a new passion
It's only a black ...

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Also by Aparajita Banerjee Sahoo:

Another time | Rebirth |

Abyssblack holeloved one

unlidded

The lid of darkness 

Unclosed by prying eyes;

of light upon my face:

Too rest my head 

as shape upon a pillow:

Alas this cannot be

For morning seeks 

that stirring motion;

and life’s warmth betrays

the mortal me:

Alas I cannot languish

in nighttime’s 

bed of lethargy

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Also by DESMOND CHILDS:

Under the Mountain |

Like or not to like

I was intrigued wanted to be under him 
Now I'm over him

The one I wanted was Tay 
So happy to say 
We never did

I am done with that dream in my head

Instead I got with Richard
Now he's constantly in my head
All I want is Richard in my bed

Will he call
Thinking of ways to text 
Without leading to sex

I wanna know this mystery man
I wanna be on dates with this man

Time wil...

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Likeday dreamingmystery man

Dream sequence

 

Dreams, doors and windows..

Forward motion, initiated, ignited

on the road, on the mission

premonition...

You'll find it.

 

Before too long,

sing a song - believe in magic

Life is mysterious

...and sometimes tragic

 

Repetition, submission,

Limitation, illustration..

Layered in earth and stone

symbols and meanings..

 

Steal your identity back ..

...

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Also by Pagan Poetry:

webs worth weaving | Shadows | Day in the Life | Baggage Claim |

...

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Mirror

Mirror speak to me

You are enough

Glance out the window

Manicured grass

Rocky pavement 

No reflection

Yell to the world

Am I enough

No response

Silence play back

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Also by sasha:

Crystal ball | End change | Joy | Winter | Lock | Let him |

The search

She shall ride me one day for investigation
Of the swagger displayed, with pleasing confidence
To satisfy hunger of the looming cadence
Raging to savour joy past the wetness action

These blistering moments in the warming black hole
That crunches ambition to fill it with juices
In an explosive way without the abuses
Of salivating ways dripping away the pole

Shall she be pleased of ride,...

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Also by Louis Audet:

Please you | For her | For our Debbie | New Love |

The Mayor Stands

The following poem is based on the eloquent speech of Sadiq Khan and where it took place following the Westminster Bridge atrocity. 

The Mayor Stands

And so the mayor stands hands clasped together                               

in the cold June weather by City Office. Coffers up                                           

visible unequivocal condemnation of those from his               ...

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Guilty

Yes, I am guilty!

Guilty of possesivness...exactly like you said! 

Of being too loud and not collected...

I didn't figure it out yet!

I am thinking long enough...about this song.

Want to make it  proud and fierce,

but only sadness comes along. 

Gosh! You two have no idea,

how many times I cried, felt like a doormat!

My memory was showing pictuers,

of your lovely, litt...

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An Autumn Song for the Traveller

Before I go

Let me drink this rich wine

Let me sing my delight

 

This gold red dawn has promise:

vibrant with the cold sun

vanishing valley mists

leave damp spider web to shimmer

mistdrops on the long reeds

and ungathered lawn leaves

damply shining

against the muted green of wet grass.

This amber morning has perfection:

wonderfully wooded leaf tints

golden...

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Also by Chris Armstrong:

Contrapuntal | The Sailors' Homecoming | Colour 309 U | e-Love | Storm Watcher | A Day in 100 Thoughts | Late Wisdom | Ashes in a Wilderness | Travel Sickness | Autumn Thoughts |

autumntreesleavescolorscoloursdawnmistsun

not yet begun

Words of seduction 

More powerful than image

Lead to ultimate scrimmage

Time for introduction 

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karaoke 28 (10/27/2018)

sometimes it's like 
"Sorry, man. I can't carry you. My pockets are full."

and then the ugly side comes out 

in the face of denial, the ugly side comes out 

but it doesn't give me room for me
to love a stranger .

Sometimes,
I quote the old great songs 
carried on high like gospel 
picked out of a smoke stained book
older than I've ever been 
worn, ill-fitting
language , tumblin...

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Also by Zach Dafoe:

to thrash (10/14/2018) | Rescind (10/05/2018) |

I only do this for you karaoke

Urban Fairy

Cold and stormy are her eyes,

Light is her darting tongue.

And I break when she cries,

Forever old, forever young.

She dances like a grey fairy,

Void of colour, full of light.

My heart becomes the grave to bury

A silver knife hidden from sight.

She flits and flies and steals

A kiss from the lips of all,

Prances away in heavy heels

She is my tragic downfall.

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Also by Heart of Lead:

The Plague Doctor |

ghost (life on the outside)

..set it off like a funeral pyre,

intoxicated on ether like fumes of gasoline

 

--I heard it said

that's what to do

once it's done

until it's dead...

 

and everyday, still,

I watch as you arrive back home

 

clutching a brown paper sack

before an opened door

 

the blinding bright specter

inside, of life left behind

 

standing momentarily picturesqu...

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Also by nunya:

red sun | bodies in free fall | unbroken (a timeline in prepositions) | portfolio--modern treatise/old idea | IS and IS NOT | bodies in orbit |

For Jordan

Out driving our first cars at night
snaking the blackness of North East country roads
I'd flick the headlights off
hear the girls scream
then back on and we'd crack up laughing

In our town, there wasn't much to do
but wander looping streets 
haunt the park outside of college
blow house to house, see who was home
or spend it lying in your bedroom laughing

When you and Chris split, he ...

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cancerdeathold friendsurprise

THE GREAT THAW

I often ponder time squandered.

Squinted as I gandered.

Aimlessly, I wandered.

Should've sprinted but meandered.

Thought I planned it all.

Nice wages and some land that sprawls.

Not going out like Neanderthals.

I survived the Ice Ages and the Thaws.

Now's the time that I stand or fall.

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Also by Eric James:

SUMMER SOULSTICE | HINDSIGHT | SPACED OUT | MIDLIFE | STAR STRUCK | REAL ESTATE OF MIND | TO RUSH, WITH LOVE | VISION | R.I.P. | OXYGEN | VIDI VENI VICI | RYE HUMOR | SLEEPLESSNESS | A to Z | THE PARADE | EATING CROW | DRAGON | NIGHTCRAWLER | TIME PIECE | NIKKI |

Getting In Hot Water

Private view

steamy full

length mirror

 

Cold shiver

sensitive bottom

strange reaction

 

Not alone

ghostly hands

goose bumps

 

Naughty tingle

slightly moist

soaking sensation

 

Hot blushes

overwhelming desire

insane craving

 

Body sweat

feeling horny

wanting more

 

Fancy finishing

me off

in bath?

 

Voice calls

f...

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Also by Nigel Astell:

Insanity Comes Calling Part Two |

cold dripping tap - neat towels always untidy

Promises made in whispers

Happy days and sunny rays

Of light

Saddle us to our giddy ride of lifes delight’

 

Promises made in whispers and out of sight

When conjugated give us the trust we prayed it might

 

Journeys shared hand in hand

Blissful joys etherally shone through us

Now together heart by heart

 

As one a life enjoyed

may leave you free to sing your song

With another a shared...

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Also by Matt Townsend:

As I leave | Before the hold, before the relentless grey cold | Unrealised |

shapeshifting statue

under the coldness of marble

mournful and tremulous warbles

of obscured figures of circumstances

unborn children denied first glances

beyond the coldness of their core

gift of the mother they abhor

resentment and murderous fire

the fear of a promethean desire

when everything grows apart

when everything goes silent but your heart

when dreams are so close to reach

wh...

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Perditus.

An outcast, a burden, emotional instability’s emaciated hostage. 

The fading marks on her skin, a mere map of the painful roads of her past. 

She’s frozen, no way out of the solitary confinement that is her own mind. 

Derogatory whispers slowly convince her that she is unwanted, unloved, alone.

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Also by Kay D. Gould:

Melancholy. |

Rule Britannia?

What with all the omnishambles of Brexit, I got to thinking about what our national identity really is.  When you think about it, we have some pretty bizarre national symbols, but ultimately what does it mean to be British / English, etc?  See what you think of this...

 

Rule Britannia?

 

Our national dish is curry, true,

Our Saint is George who dragons slew,

From Yorkshire field...

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Also by mike booth:

Breaking News, Breaking Laws |

EnglandlifeBrexitidentity

Nothing else matters

Every single day I get a torrent in my inbox:

online communities that crave my support

with a signature, a letter, a donation to unlock

a Saudi prison cell; save turtles; alert

a smug politician to the suffering of the needy;

grant safe asylum to desperate refugees;

liberate wealth from the clutches of the greedy;

or restrict global warming to one point five degrees.

I wann...

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climateclimate change

I Know

 

My hope is that one day I can wake up and not feel like shit. 

I wish I could wake up and be excited to start my day instead of dragging my bones and convincing myself in my head to learn how to breathe again. 

I yearn to make a difference on this cold heart of mine, and to learn how to love myself as a human again instead of an object that is so easily breakable. 

I want to be stron...

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Also by Andrea Lee:

Hopes | Fall |

That Girl

That girl

I want a girl who makes my heart skip a beat 

just by her smile

A girl who could turn my world round and round

just by her laugh

A girl who makes me feel worth something

with just one look

And sometimes I wonder

Could you be that girl? 

that girl who I snuggle on rainy days 

that girl who i surprise with candy

that girl who I make blush 

that girl who ...

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The Brook In The Hollow

Falling water,

Lullaby for peaceful dreams,

Tumbles over ancient granite,

Cascades to deep pools,

Echoes through the hollow,

Near silent frozen winter nights,

Windows closed tight,

Spring snow melting,

Thunders through the hollow,

Gurgling and giggling summer's eves,

Trickling in harmony with falling leaves,

Ever present in the house at the end of the village,

S...

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Also by Thomas Long:

Diamond Dust |

2nd Entry

The Colorof My Mood ...

The color of my mood is autumn.

It’s high time to write a poem…

The sights are marvelous and amazing.

Some trees are just blazing.

Like an artist the nature paints.

Little by little the warmth faints.

 The trees are razing their leaves,

More often the weather deceives.

Guess, what could you impress?

When autumn weaves a colorful dress!

What frightens us in a fall?

...

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Also by Larisa Rzhepishevska:

Blue color | Maybe,I am not smart ... |

autumn

Mirror

Old wounds have begun to heal.

This new life feels unreal. 

The shadow hanging above my soul.

I was once trapped within a role.

The wounded one full of anger

Dragging his worthless anchor.

Behold look into the mirror.

Now gaze upon your own error.

You thought you couldn't stumble

But it's the season to be humble.

No time for embracing illusion.

The former has reach...

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Also by Jezer Ureña:

Joy of Aging | Be | My | Reset |

consciousnessgrowthSelf-awarenessself-knowledgeshadowunconscious

The Two sides of Me

The war shall carry on within the two sides of me.
My blood seeps through my veins in peace on one side
Then rushes in tirades on the other side of me.
One day I will tear the whole world down in unwavering bravery.
The next I bury the sunlight and lie down in my own grave.
The light hides the darkness and the darkness charades as light
Should I let go of what is left of serenity in my path?
...

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Also by Ariana Leon:

Peace in the Insanity - A poem |

bipolar disorder

Long Distance Love

If I could bottle up this thunder

in my heart and post it to you,

all those unspoken words would 

tumble out and you would see.

If I could lace my fingers into yours,

we could speak in braille.

If I could lie my head against your skin

and inhale, you could not fail to know.

If I could touch my lips upon your mouth,

and speak the language of eternity,

no words would be...

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Also by Janey Colbourne:

Vanessa Kisuule I Thank You | Respect to the Snowflake Generation | love is not |

love poemslong distance loveLonginglove passionlove poetry

Traumfrau

Dein Antlitz erstrahlt in Perfektion, kein Mann kann dir wieder stehen, wenn er sehen, ja überhaupt  begreifen welch Weib von Anmut er umwirbt. Ich ergebe mich dem Schicksal, denn eine Frau voller Charakter und Willen, sucht seines gleichen. Es vermag seine Zeit bis sie wahrlich erscheint, doch mit Geduld und Respekt. Gibt es mehr als Kuchen und Gebäck. Sie ist Kirsche auf der Sahne, der Zucker im...

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The Country

Sun melt rays

a flash!

 - I am dazed

 

Wisps of corn

Wallow, warmly

- breathe.

 

Oozing earth is,

Soft.

Take a step - 

 

- trek

The boundering boulders

Of green

 

Walk with me

Come!

- To the country

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The End

Love is patient love is kind

In every space and in every time

I know that there is love that I found

 In this time, a soothing sound

A song that resonates with my whole being

One that keeps my heart beating

One that I know that only comes

From that special someone, the one I love

I hope you know that in every line

Is all my thoughts and all my mind

I hope you know in ...

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Also by Jethro Iresare:

Happy To Be Alive | Dream |

MIND

Sometimes, I'd like to give my MIND

A good slap right up side the head.

I really would.

It thinks it exists in capital letters -

The boss of everything!

Well – it isn't.

There are many systems inside me

Governed by inherent programming

Not commanded by MIND.

Well, I'll allow 'Attitude', of course

A major factor in everything -

But not superior status.

 

Of c...

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Letters in Wartime

Letters in Wartime
Words on paper
Nothing more
Telling the story of a soldier
Or airman or sailor
Letters from the front
Sent home 
To a sweetheart
Or family
First read by the censor
Telling of longing to see you
And hardship in battle
Seen thru with determination
And a love of country
Fighting for them
The loved ones
Far from where
He is stationed
Saying about his mates
Some wh...

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Also by NICK ARMBRISTER:

47 |

warmilitaryhomeletters

5 The Hierophant

5 The HIerophant

Now that the Fool has learnt about the spiritual and the locally aspects to the mundane world he will now transcend into learning about traditional values and moral fundamentals aspects of the enlightened way of life. Here he will meet The Hierophant who is very conservative and thoughtful in his ways and who also practises a traditional, spiritual and of course very orthodox ...

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Also by RaVeN Mathews )0(:

5 The Hierophant | Grimoire of a RaVeN Poetry of a twisted mind | Forgiveness | 4 The Emperor | An overview insight of Divination and Philosophies there of |

On earth away from earth

Are you a tourist or
A volcanologist my dear?
With a painful joy
To a live volcano  getting near,
Do you want to pay homage
To earth's nadir
Conscious that beneath a sea level
A sweltering heat you can bear?

Then to Erta Ale  go you not why
Found under Ethiopia's sky?
With a style jumping high,
Hitting the ground
Beating  drums, on their waists,
Sabres tied around
Afro men along wi...

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Ertalenaturewonder

The Knight's Stall

I had miles to go before I sleep
Endless bindings to break and keep;
Know a knight stops at nothing, but
Prairies and lakes for my horse to feed.

 

Through blizzards high and deserts dry
Rain that echoed of homesick cry,
I rode through them all
Yet, at the riverside I put up a stall.


On the edge of the river eternal,
You stood, evidence of the supernal,
Like a piece of star brig...

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loveromanticrobert frostKnight

Come away

digging and digging

and under the earth

the skulls and the scars

are under the earth 

life is a cruel bitch

and my bitch is not sweet

so, won’t you come

take a bite

of my bitch for me

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Spanish Rhapsody of brown eyes

Spanish Rhapsody of brown eyes…

Of melting colours in flight

like passionate 

velvet fingertips,

colliding,

embracing,

Sliding,

Enamouring

The battered strings 

of a forgotten guitar… 

 

Spanish Rhapsody of enchanting light…

Of female dunes on dessert sand…

like bright red alluring lips…

seducing,

undressing,

caressing,

Kissing,

Tasting,

A m...

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Also by Xoanxo:

The Journey |

xoanxo

Golden Days Gone-By

It was good to hear you laugh again

When i called you on the phone

For it took me back to days gone by

When the bushland was our home. 

 

The bush became our homestead

It mothered us as well

And we would laugh each day away

Till the years began to tell. 

 

Remember the station truck we bogged

In the middle of the night? 

When you stepped in a muddy hole

And s...

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Star crossed

Did we chose this oblivion
apart miles away
Not knowing our existence 
searching ...
Thinking of you
those blue skies 
I want to fly
I want to go home
Someday, what a sad word
Someday...

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Woman incomplete

Malathi did not board the morning bus to work today.

I looked at the woman seated beside me in Malathi’s usual place.

Clad in a saree, fresh flowers in her hair, ready to tackle the long hours of work in dust and heat.

She must be around her mid forties.

Does she have a family to provide for?

Else why has she joined the wagon of the working class at the wee hours?

Does she have a...

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Also by TROY:

Sun Snatcher |

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The Still Quiet Air

The still quiet air
The freezing touch of his hand
Death is by my side

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Also by Shirley Smothers:

Shirley |

ChillDeathHaiku

Limerick #8

Said the chicken, ‘Dear egg, I have toiled
with that question in which we’re embroiled,
as to which of us two
was the first, me or you.’
The egg remained mute. It was boiled.
 

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Also by Joe Williams:

Rehearsal |

MAMA'S UNIVERSITY GIRL

MAMA'S UNIVERSITY GIRL

Mama, when I go to school
I shalt make thee proud 
I shalt dwell solely on thy studies 
But what shalt thou doeth with love?

Thou may love
But don't fall in love
Thou may invest thy night with a lamp 
But don't spend it with a man
Guys may buy thee clothes to lit
But don't let them pull it
Thou is a woman king
And thy body isn't all that sing
Don't let guys ...

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Also by Kporho Vwede Daniel:

INDEPENDENT BROTHEL |

Bed Time

Bedtime

 

Do you ever lie there at night,

With memories running through your mind

of times gone by, to come, to never be?

I heard meditation lets you slow these down,

See all of them at once or not at all,

To just be there - thoughts floating through your mind

like tiny boats sailing the wind in a breeze,

Peacefully gliding through your consciousness

Like a kite rippl...

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GET NO ROOM FOR WORRIES

I livea life like i will never smile, i will live like a man that will never cry although life may long like a mile, but i won't live like i will never die you can make some friends,but don't rely on them because the one i have since seven years ago bid me lies you can have a lover,you can trust her, but the one i thought she's my everything makes me cry trust nobody how ever pleasant,always have ...

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A poem about seven years that break up suddenly

Essence (Your love)

Essence

Lovely Passion, glumness nights, how I miss you living life.

I am death I am dead, for you I’ve woken from my grave.

For you I live for you I thrive, thy make me better I make me worse.

You pick me up you set me down, you take me in You throw me out.

Your lips tremble, your eyes weep, Your soul is pure!

I am your poison, to me you are essence.

We met, we vanished, you ...

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Spring

Blue sky and stillness in the air

Birds tweeting and the smell of pine

Heart leaping at the thought of a long, hot summer

Flinching as a bumble bee drones by

Reminiscent of childhood fears.

 

World issues seem far away, or are they?

Pollution identified in plastic and contrails

Disgust and irritation on the treatment of nature

Adrenalin pumping resentment

With environ...

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Also by Stuart Clark:

Initial Wake | Dad | Tour de Yorkshire | The Good are Few |

empi

today, you had drink so much
even said you weren't broken
but splurted that you love her
and where did it went wrong

if i had a chance, i wanted to heal you
i wanted to get the pain out of your chest
til the moment you'll say i can now feel 
and the numbness is gone

i still love how you smile
how your eyes would wrinkle in doing so
i saw how drunk and funny you are
aww i appreciate ...

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jhns

Cultivate Life - October 2018 Collage Poem

My lightened, chastened offspring

Return to me, unknowing

 

Pincher Martin feeds devious plots

Tick Tock

 

Am I living? Am I breathing?

Life created by a whimper

 

Hyenas rejected at a tender age

Babies burst from beautiful bodies

 

But human nature drives towards annihilation

Leeching veins cling for life through the zealous

Suffocation of being fed with ...

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Hardened Poets

Neither cold night nor seasonal change

on the turning Earth dismays or hampers them

 

Veterans of words hold fast in all weathers

Never retreating, ever writing victories

 

Impassioned by an urgent inner voice

They hold fast to their poetic purpose

 

Drawing strength from years, they fight on

Never dimmed or surrendering to silence.

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Also by J F Keane:

The Master - for Carlos Ezquerra, 1947-2018 |

Hardened poetspoetryResilience

Pieces of Me

My light shined upon

the dark hues of you-

the vastness hidden

in narcissism.

 

I coated the pain

with discarded paint,

bleeding through linens

of truth's art canvas.

 

Fragile yet edgy curves

dance into shapes that

identify me,

granting sanity.

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Claire on Tuesday.

    ...

 

I’m    playing  mandolin   in  the  corner  of  a smokey  room
and  she  sits  hidden  on  the  floor  playing  flute.
She  plays  Irish melodies. 
Everyone is   smoking,  the  air  curling  with  rhyme  
Everyone is  drinking  including  me,  including  her,
Why  she  hides  on  the  floor  behind  a  chair ,  near  the  door
I  don’t  know.

Everyone is singing , everyone...

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Yours Forever

No it’s not too far

That you have eloped

With your new life

As a string still exists 

Invisible and yet elastic

 

And I may seem

To have ended by now

It may sound creepy

But death cannot touch

Me anyhow

 

Coz I am immune to destruction

I can just grow

And continue to grow in your heart

No matter the distance

No matter you treat me how

 

And the...

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Also by Shruti:

Venom of love | Soulfully beautiful? A myth | Property |

failed romance

To be young with you

I cherish 

the nights spent with you,

my dearest friends, 

the ones closest to my soul.

These nights are invaluable;

and the love we share 

seems palpable.

 

 

These nights

restore a certain balance to my life,

a balance that I find trouble articulating skillfully 

I can only liken it to

limitlessness 

or a grasp of infinity.

 

 

In these moments

...

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Also by Grape:

Velvet Tongue | do i cross your mind? |

~REAL AND ETERNAL~

"Real love is something which is eternal" as I`ve seen since childhood..First "MOM AND DAD" Second "DIDI AND JIJU".. Love is made up of Trust, Loyalty,Understanding and Support. Falling in love is very easy but to live in love for years with lots of ups and downs is really hard..One needs to understand what the other one is going through..One needs to support each other..One needs to be protective...

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Dear Society

Dear society,
You don’t see the floods of tears behind my bedroom door
Or the way I gasp for breath desperately wanting more.

Dear society,
You see the cuts on my wrist that I try to shield
And no, its not just for attention ‘cus I wish I could be healed.

Dear society,
You don’t see the texts I’m sent
The ones with the unapproving and self-deprecating content.

Dear society,
You see...

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This heart

Where the hell are you?

I've been waiting for what seems like my whole life

I can't get it out of my head

I thought by now I'd be someone's wife.

 

Nothing turned out how I thought it would

Is it for the best, for the greater good?

 

Why is the heart such a fragile thing?

With every rejection I feel the sting.

 

I look in the mirror but it ain't me looking back

...

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Also by Genevieve:

My love | Boy |

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{Evil Venom}

{Evil Venom}

 


Your venom is like an evil

wicked snake knocking

at the door saying let me

in because I am the devil

and as I try to run from

the devil knocking at the

door because I can't

escape myself it's like

holding a shotgun to my

head and pulling the trigger

while blowing my brains

out all over you pussy ass

bitches while saying hot

damn you hav...

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The Journey is the Destination

The Journey is the Destination. 

 

Cast away , far at sea. 

The man sits alone. 

With a salt-rust key. 

Around his neck, bound by shame. 

He sits alone with his shattered name. 

 

Waves crash high. 

They form down low. 

Reminds him of his painful row. 

See blue skies through reverse paint glass. 

The impossible way. 

Becomes shattered green grass. 

 

My...

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A.I. Graveyard

A.I. Graveyard

Laid out across the junkyard
There was a fused Unimate minus an arm
Based at a general Motor factory near London
Which crippled dozens when it exploded
And two robotic waiters from Nepal
Who poisoned dozens of scientists.  

A Robot bodyguard to the last leader
With six bullets lodged in its head
And kept chanting danger, danger, danger
For hours after he got assassinat...

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Before the dawn


I will gladly be your beacon,
or equally the hand you hold 
in the moments just before the dawn 
you fear will never come.

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Thin ice

A girl is trapped on a lake

that has been frozen over.

The ice is thin, 

and shatters easily. 

The ice all around her is broken into pieces 

and cracked so much that it was hard to find

the way they fit together. 

The girl balances precariously 

on a small piece of unbroken ice. 

But if the piece breaks,

she either dies by her own hand 

or falls into to abyss of in...

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Also by Elle Shaine:

Hope has been lost |

In remembrance

 

All that I can do

Is sit slack jawed 

 And picture you,

A vision of kindness

Nurturing us with

 Clay soaked hands

 

I lost a constant reference,

A personification of grace

 When I lost you 

Now a hazy memory

I can only

Strive to complete and                                  become

From clouded dreams

Of watching you be.

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in remembrancesadnessI miss yousad poems

Finding You

THE hardest thing to do,

Is find the real you.

Your rawest and purest form,

That in the coldest of days can make you feel warm.

But first, there are events you must go through. 

SOMETIMES we adopt the persona of celebrity idols,

Or become obsessed with higher social class titles.

Lose ourselves in social media networks,

Endulge ourselves in the latest trending quirks.

Bu...

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finding yourselfmy personality

Feeling on top of the earth

Free-spirited

Earth lover

All of his own accord

Abundant strides for green, blue, brown, chalk, all

Delight in his resolve

 

What an earth at those feet of that

Earth-becomingly

Everlastingly

Free-spirited man

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Also by rseed:

Smile, there, keep |

I would....

I would stand infront of your door,
at night, letting the soaring rain pour.
I would call your name over and over again,
until you open your eyes and remember the dreams we had.

I would whisper sweet things to you,
that's exactly what I used to do.
I would make you feel beautiful,
do you remember how I used to prove it to you?

I would come back home with flowers in my hand,
God I woul...

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Also by Dee:

Care |

Weddinglovebroken dreamsdreaminglove poems

The Question


Under the sun and in the rain,
Performing franchise yet life is stagnant 
Under the sun and in the rain,
Serving the land for 365 days
Yet life isn't fair 
What are we waiting for? 

Unfulfilled promises from them
But promises are nothing in our land
Life overseas for their offsprings
But the foolish perish over token
What are we waiting for? 

Unpaid salaries from them 
But trilli...

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Fantasy Prone Personality.

This bed it is a bridge
Of what is real and fantasy
I despise reality 
I'd rather keep dreaming
Where I am free
To be alive
Where I will thrive 
And my heart can be
Free from knives 
I will not cry 
I can not feel 
I stay in bed to escape what is real

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