after party
there's no one here but me, bottles all around, the music's faded it's a melancholy sound
party streamers on the floor, the room drenched in drugs and sadness
it's hazy and in reality, you aren't glad this...
EVER happened
at first, it all seemed fun and you were happy at the time
now they're disappointed, now you want more, now you're back down the mountain you took so long to clim...
Thursday 31st October 2019 3:58 pm
Also by Adalyn Winn:
What it does | fix me | dazed | goodbyes | Drunk | outcast |Craveyard
Many visit the graveyard
What about the craveyard?
Filled with creative cravings
That were denied
Then turned to stone
And died
Each one engraved
With what might
Have been
Thursday 31st October 2019 1:34 pm
Also by Ruth O'Reilly:
Nonsense | Developments | Writing Moment | The Vaper | November Horoscope | Scorpio season | Robotic | Drunken Monk | Winter knows | Cold calling | Dumb and dumber | Do it anyway | Astral Travelling | Horses For Courses | Blank Canvas | First Impressions | Calculations | Thinking | In short supply | Model Words | Be Yourself | A Taste Of Romance | Gaming Addiction | Birthday Flowers | Gloomy Monday | Halloween Hiring | Armchair Travels | Brexit psychosis | Let's do this thing ( what is it again?) | What will we talk about after Brexit? | Invincible |Nothing Left To Say
When you say
you don't know
what to say
are you
saying that
just to delay
the sadness
in the parting
of our ways
it's over when
there's nothing
left to say.
Thursday 31st October 2019 11:45 am
Also by d.knape:
Uluru | May Cause Drowsiness | I Rest My Case | Forgotten Child | Birthday Cards | Body Shaming | Paying The Piper | Men Don't Read Instructions | Do Not Go Gentle If You Dislike | Hard Saddle, Hard Life | Unassisted Living | Mexico Moon | Homemade Cards | Blue Sky | The Commission For Less Education | Sad Returns | Encouragement | A Lighthearted Poem | Lettter To A Cousin | Dishplay | Sage Advice | Hate On Trial | Sent From Typewriter | Last Car | Intelligence Briefing | Big Toe | Cold Front |Scary Spooky Halloween
The calendar on the wall howls October 31st
Darkness is falling and my journey home awaits
In my dingy dreary office a black cat hisses and snarls
The moon is full and I am ready to meet my fate
I stumble with a haunted look into the eerie night
The streets are teaming with ghosts and ghouls
Around every corner lurks a grotesque gruesome sight
Foaming at the mouth a rabid dog ...
Thursday 31st October 2019 9:52 am
Also by Tom Doolan:
La Passion | Mind + Body + Soul | Astounding Autumn |Last one tonight- Calm thoughts free verse
Slow down
Calm your thoughts
Slow
Calm
Breathe
Remember to breathe.
Remember:
The faster you go
The more frustrating is is
When you lose momentum
Don't lose focus
Just relax
Don't fight the current
Flow with it
Bend with it
Become it
Breathe.
Thursday 31st October 2019 9:39 am
Also by Eric Berard:
Okay, here's some anxious thoughts in free verse | Untiedled? (untitled) hahaha | No titles from me, like ever hahaha | Untitled |Somewhat Lost
I wonder if you can help me?
I have mislaid my train of thought
My mind wandered off without it
Now it’s lost without support
It arrived this morning brightly
At some ungodly hour
Then with some cheek, played hide and seek
‘til I stepped into the shower
I did my best to grasp it then
That was, of course, my hope
Yet my efforts yielded nothing
But fresh air and listless soap
I hu...
Thursday 31st October 2019 7:16 am
Consistency and Doors
Consistency and Doors
Should my versing rhymes
Consistent always be
Verse construct the same each time
Trochee start e.g ?
Will mixing round iambs, trochees
Cause readers go amuck
And throw hands up frustrated
Exclaiming “What the fuck!” ?
Don you've just gone disobeyed
What you've said before
The eff word you would never use
Get out, go, there's ...
Thursday 31st October 2019 6:13 am
Also by Don Matthews:
Ruined, But We're Still Around | Sir Les Patterson on Joan Collins | Above the Parapet | The Little Rhymer | Don't Let Thoughts Go (Poof!) Fly 'Way | Floating On A Raft | Bait | Poetic Cud | My Second Adventure Into New-Age Poetry | I am a SORTA Poet | Why Is He Posting So Early? | A Bold Red | Intention | I Miss My Corner Grocery Shop | Edna (Stavely Makepeace 1970) | Climate Activists – Don't Disrupt Us | Thalia and I | You Must Believe the Bible Son | Moonwalk Oops | Sitting Reading Paper (not another Brexit poem Don? Surely?) | Willy-Nilly : Words of Wisdom | Floccipaucinihilipilification | Climate Hysteria is Spreading – Helped Along by Eco-Messiah Greta Thunberg | Idle Chit Chat from a Walkabout Mind | Announcement to Parents by Chairman WOL Kiddie Kindergarten | Haiku – White Screen | Headachey Makey | The Poet and The Politician | Waymo, Skippy and Driverless Car Week | Explains My Person |HAPPINESS
Don't let yesterday
swallow today.
Don't put off things till later
that are best done now.
Circle yourself with those
that bring out the best in you.
By Lynn Hahn
Thursday 31st October 2019 12:18 am
Also by lynn hahn:
FLATULENCE |LOVE SUPREME
That long-held sax note- divine
Makes my soul jus drift away
The smoke, the booze, the horse,
The girls. Sum o'them, thin agen.
Man, the flash of the crack o'th drum
The thumpity, thumpity, thump.
He jus stand there in a haze
John's soprano sax, Miles' trumpet
Blowin the blues. All the way To Missisip
All the way to me cryin in a ditch.
Those weary, weary blues. No ...
Wednesday 30th October 2019 11:13 pm
Also by John E Marks:
Censorship is to art as lynching is to justice. | The eleventh hour, of the eleventh day, of the eleventh month | BEGGARS | Bait | Another day | The speech of angels | In defence of free speech | HAIKUESQUE ON WOL | Mind the gap: Work-in-progress | Arriving where we started | THE DIMMING OF THE DAY | Late October | Enmeshed | Janissary | Mem û Zîn: brothers-in-arms | Fire fly | In the silence of the Kurds | Season of mists | Yezedi - 2014-2019 | What have you done? | Slash and Burn - extinction rebellion | David | Love in a police state | Whining poetry | Fossil sonnet | Tuesday 4th August 1914 | A turbulence of dalliance |WAITING STILL
She would have waited
though some didn't,
on a street corner
she would have been there
waiting in a rooftop restaurant,
or by a tall oak streaked with light,
on a station concourse
I would have found her
I tell myself,
I tell myself she may be waiting still.
Wednesday 30th October 2019 8:35 pm
Also by ray pool:
ROYAL VISIT | JACKO | LOOK I'M ONLY HUMAN | ROUNDELAY | A SOOTHSAYER PREDICTS BALL GAMES | MASOCHIST | FOR A DEAD PET | TOWER RAVEN | IN MARYLAND | THE DEATH OF WORDS | HOMILLY |Happy Halloween from Amelia the young witch from Sabden
Amelia lived in Sabden and was a witch,
In school she was unpopular and was called a bitch.
This troubled her very much,
Her class mates were cruel and out of touch.
But belonging to a witch family was not so bad,
Her mum was a witch and so was her dad.
Her dad would drive safely in the back seat,
Her mum while at work could make her house neat.
There was always m...
Wednesday 30th October 2019 7:41 pm
Also by hugh:
Cute newt | Be careful what you might meet! | A random act of kindness in Manchester | A call from the dead | The clocks go back on Sunday | A wife's concern | Losing his load | One good turn deserves another | Once upon a time there were three nuns | Honest house sale and maybe hope for a community. | House purchase a risky step | A rubbish job for Boris | We love Manchester | World mental health day,10th October | Blackpool insemination plan | A hair raising question | One! Two! Three! Four ! | Domestic abuse | Skinny dipping | A tree branches out | The Smellyphant |After Cavafy
Όσο μπορείς
Even if your life
is not the one you’d choose
try at least
as best you can
not to demean it
by courting the world
too frantically
with self-serving
moves and chat;
and try not
to cheapen it
by dragging it
here and there
and keeping nothing back
in the daily
exchange
of news and views
with those you think
have made it
unti...
Wednesday 30th October 2019 6:59 pm
The Sea
Crushing
Souless
A black ocean falls upon me
I am consumed by the waves
Deeper I drown
The cold sends shocks through my body
A cattle prod for every inch of flesh
The pressure grows
Crushing my bones
The weight of 1000 suns reduces me to ash
I am nothing
Wednesday 30th October 2019 6:29 pm
Also by David Karban:
Joyous Haustblot | A Poem About Hatred | Scars | Anarcho-Haiku | Cleveland Cold | We Had a Big Argument Because of Continuing Problems Related to My Mental Illness and I Did Not Have Time to Take a Shower, I Love You and I am Sorry | Capricorn |In The Jungle
They seem so nice and friendly,
So funny and chaotic,
But when the red mist takes them
They quickly turn psychotic,
They rip each others eyes out,
They claw and catch and bite,
When monkeys go bananas
It's not a pleasant sight.
They pull disgusting faces,
Displaying all their teeth,
Then jump down from the treetops
And trample tho...
Wednesday 30th October 2019 5:34 pm
Also by branwell kent:
Wanda And Rhonda | If I Were | A Love Poem | Oh Happy Days | Another Daydream | Madam, My Card |She had a way with her
Recollections:
Alexandra shifted her weight
in time to the point
that she was making.
She sometime stood erect-
she was always
making a point.
Even with a potato peeler
there was an air
of menace-
she would mix it
in with the mash.
Her threats had the promise
of unwanted mail.
Of brown envelopes.
The sort that fall when
any-news-is-not-go...
Wednesday 30th October 2019 5:11 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:
Ki pressed again | Ki |War is Declared - - -with defeat in mind
Solid defence line
columns fall into place
Thrusting forward charge
battle torn enemy scatters
Captured brutally discarded
crushed piled up high
While removing hundreds
mass reinforcements swiftly arrive.
Wednesday 30th October 2019 2:54 pm
Also by Nigel Astell:
The Halloween Party | The Betting Slip | Nothing is what it seems | Halfway There |Nothing to Lose
...
How will you ever know if you don’t try?
Let the chance slip through your fingers
Nothing to lose everything to gain
Still you hesitate and linger
A journey starts with the very first step
You’re anchored to the ground.
What is it that you fear?
The horizon’s very near
The hurdles you can leap
The hillside’s not so steep
Nothing to lose the toss of a coin
No...
Wednesday 30th October 2019 2:52 pm
Falling
I am sitting, you are sitting, we are sitting staring at each other,
Never blinking once, waiting for response, we're eye to eye,
And crying,
Patent leather watchstrap, holds a clock to tell the time,
Though you'd never know it 'cos we'd never show it, neither of us even knows if the sun's gone down,
I look contented,
You're well presented,
But we are falling,
Falling just...
Wednesday 30th October 2019 1:06 pm
Also by Jason Bayliss:
Strong Enough? | A Revelation | Anything Less Wouldn't Do | Bound (long form Haiku) | The Lionsheart | Start With An Apology | Mondays Demon | A Dark Seed | Hallows Harbinger | Broken |Grace
We adapt our daily lives to habit,
The line of least resistance for minimum stress:
Personal survival.
Sometimes, with a goal and a plan
But often not.
Perhaps one we don't believe in anymore
Or we don't actually remember.
Big goals get fractured into little goals
Day in and day out – gazillions!
Always others to be considered besides ME!
Especially children
And s...
Wednesday 30th October 2019 11:58 am
Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:
Thought Shot | Conversation in Shades of Blue | Portrait of the Moon | Where Do Birds Go When They Die? | An Irish Prayer (author unknown) |I never feel anything in this world
Suicidal mused of how over whale I am
So take this meat suit off
Tell me how crumbly I am
Maybe then she would have stayed
Just cute without the e so just to mention it
Fuck E he told me he was a straight G
But that was a Lego without the L
When he couldn't keep his word
This is a reminder how his best friend
Wants to fuck every girl he gets wit...
Wednesday 30th October 2019 6:00 am
Also by Mikey V Kinsey:
Alcoholic | Depression | Everything | Miss Castle |First Love
I still think of you when I yearn for love
Your youthful smile and your glistening, droopy eyes flashes throughout my mind when I crave for love...
I'm not exactly sure why I never gave you a chance, when you made my heart dance like leaves in the wind
You're my ideal love but not ideal man, I guess I'm in love with the thought of you and not with you
Although, anytime I think of love...
Wednesday 30th October 2019 4:13 am
The Favor
Thank you for
the favor
of pushing me away.
For helping me see
the price of loving you
is too high to pay.
For saving me
a life of heartbreak,
torment, and dismay.
For all the things
you wanted to,
but didn’t say.
For apathy
as I go
my own way.
I hope to repay
the favor
someday.
# # #
Wednesday 30th October 2019 3:12 am
Also by Vautaw:
Destiny Bound | My Pied Piper | Willpower and Discipline | Abandoned | Betrayed | Moments |THE £1 TEST
A simple enough concept and one the impenetrable Mrs C uses with my complete support as an aid to purchasing.
So here’s how it works.
The lovely Mrs C (she might read this) stalks the rails of Age Concern or Scope or somesuch and holds up a garment for me to look at as though my thoughts are the slightest bit relevant.
“How much?” I occasionally ask.
“£6” she might reply.
“Will you ...
Tuesday 29th October 2019 8:15 pm
Also by John Coopey:
WETHERSPOON'S | MAKING PLANS FOR NIGEL | REMOANERS | POETRY SLAM | I DREAMT YOU WERE LITTLE AGAIN | I LOOKED A TWAT | 4 * 100 metres | GRETA | SQUEEZING THIGHS | GREAT SHITS I HAVE HAD - CHAPTER ONE | MOVING UP THE QUEUE | ADULTS ONLY |For the Better
For the Better
On my study wall hangs a portrait
of a man, his son and a family of refugees
Walking with their meagre possessions
Syrains in a foreign land; a people in despair
They are displaced souls the victims of civil war
this family is one of millions throughout the world
crossing borders, leaving family and friends behind
Can any good come from such a trage...
Tuesday 29th October 2019 7:34 pm
Also by keith jeffries:
A Collage of Autumn | A Reason | One of Many | You´re Living in the Past | Nan´s Kitchen | Loathing | Bigger and Better Bombs | In Love | No Frontiers | History in Denial |I meant to delete this too
You say you hate to fall asleep on the phone.
It doesn’t give you “closure”
I'm starting to know what you mean when this,
this feels like falling asleep on the phone.
Like when I think about you there’s still a poem.
And I want so desperately to not need you but
sometimes I want to draw you into my notebook.
This feels like openness in its worse sense.
Like ...
Tuesday 29th October 2019 5:51 pm
PARTNERS IN TIME
Humanity has three partners in "L"
Which it foolishly tries to boss,
When the trick is to treat each wisely and well:
Living - and Loving - and Loss.
..............................................................................
Tuesday 29th October 2019 2:19 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:
WHY? - A BIG QUESTION FROM A SMALL ISLAND | IT CAN BE RIGHT IF YOU'RE LEFT | TRAVEL PLANS - ALSO RANS? | LOVE SLIP-SLIDIN' AWAY = theme for a song lyric | POOR OLD LONDON | IF YOU MUST | MIND THE GENERATION GAP | VISION | NATIONAL POETRY DAY | NO OTHER WAY |The Controlled Demolition of the Handshake
The Controlled Demolition of the Handshake: A Brief Historical and Esoteric Essay on the Extinction of Trust Through Ancient Psychological Warfare Regarding the Ritual of Peace Commonly Referred to as The Handshake
The dying art of the Handshake has almost lost itself entirely to theatrics and the common person has lost a part of themselves along with it The significance of the Handshake i...
Tuesday 29th October 2019 2:13 pm
Also by Kealan Coady:
Psyop Blues | Little Bambie Snowdon Wants To Come Home But The Porridge Is Still Too Hot | I was Spiritually Molested On POF and It Made Me Think Of Proverbs 6:28 | Gnostic Transcryptions | Unconditional Love Will Kill Us All | Rev0luti0n |Food and Drink
Sitting here, a nice cool beer
Sound of voices, many choices
Condiments laid out, salt and pepper
mayo, salad cream, taste seems better
Crazy size menu, fish, meat, curries and pies
Vegetarian, vegan and special diets
They’ll boil, braze, poach or fry it
If you want sides, they vary far and wide
Salads, chips, wedges and fries
A fish section, seafood, steaks and pizza’s
...Tuesday 29th October 2019 10:08 am
Also by Rick Varden:
The Deepest Cut | Ode to a Toad |...Take The Dive...
Dismantle again at the shore.
All the ruins and misogyny in your bones.
Tantrums come in waves in incomprehensible detailed notions; fragmenting for the selfless beauty.
Your agony embraces these hours.
The antiquity of soul lost in clocks drowns the withered…
Your body splashing over cold stones.
Fluorescent fish within depth dancing. Frantic to live...
Take the div...
Tuesday 29th October 2019 6:31 am
a Living Sacred Key
a Living Sacred Key
We search for a joyful light
and avoid the dark of night
that enables us to really see
light and dark are both the key
to having balance in this life
with joy, pain, love and strife.
Let us stop looking out there
when the answer lives here
within without and all about
the light and dark is me.
Breathe deep and know
I am a living sacred key.
f
Tuesday 29th October 2019 5:12 am
Also by Fred Nicholson:
Talking out loud. | imagine | Back yard buns | baggage carriers. | Sense | What's in it for me? | Spirit BackPack | the Visitor | "Hey Woman" | Crunches | You hear me? | Some times | Treasure Hunt | Color Matters | make believe love |The date
Cheeky combination of a master with words
With a witty woman where intellect wonders
To succumb desire of succulent thunders
Yet maintaining hostage of sheltered hoods in herds
Chase away the demons, to find lovely housing
For a heart in warming and hands hardly roaming
But the inner man-child is hiding his foaming
As her beauty stuns him and her smile is rousing
Dare to say, connectio...
Tuesday 29th October 2019 12:35 am
Trickery
The words I love you
It is hard to define when used commonly through habit or expressional politeness
Even politeness sincerity
To me it feels different even purer sincerity
A gentle kiss on my soul
To access my soul
You hold a key..with this
You hold the hammer to break the glass
To take the emergency supply
From I
The trickery of the overused three words
One sentence
Deeply unexplore...
Monday 28th October 2019 4:44 pm
Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:
Praiseworthy Anthony |GROW WHOLE
GROW WHOLE
don't wanna hear
the words
only gonna
hurt
doesn't matter
what we say
died
the day
our son
went away
can't face
ouselves
let alone
anyone else
so what
happens now
does it matter
anyhow
only have
the past
can't go
back
living on
memories
too painful
for me
don't know how
we got here
caught up in
this nightmare
unable to
fully wake
like this we
can't st...
Monday 28th October 2019 4:05 pm
Also by cindylee loucks:
PAPER DOLL | PAPER DOLL | WATERSPOUT | GOODBYE SON |The political train is going off track
-->In the past
Martin Luther King Jr
Antonio Gramsci
Were waging a fight
For the observance of
Their likes' right,
Also like Frederik Engels
Crossing-floor or
Transcending class
There were some
Who were struggling
On the side of
The oppressed mass.
Making
Proletariat internationalism
Their intent
The likes of Che Guevara
Ho Chi Minh ,Castro
Proved freedom fighters
Beyon...
Monday 28th October 2019 3:02 pm
Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:
Resilient Ethiopia | Poli(trik)ians |Stars
Who needs stars when we have our own?
Has anyone ever realized we're shining back?
Monday 28th October 2019 1:52 am
Also by Masen:
"Love" | Why Men Love Sex | Corrupted |Leaving
Raking autumn leaves
the color of sea stars
mottled on moist ground
I watch them fall
spinning slowly through blue sky
as if the breeze was a tide
ebbing and rising
the rake feels like a paintbrush
collecting color
muddied by mixing
into a fall palette
a still life with fruit
pears and apples still unblemished
on branch attached
...Monday 28th October 2019 12:26 am
Also by Adam Rabinowitz:
Tired | The Sound of Dreams | The Visit | Small Change | Fall |Sunday morning
Today
A man said to me
You might be
Surprised
At how I look
(I wasn’t)
You might think
I’m
Built
For different
Things
(I didn’t)
You might think
My way
Is not the way
That it is
(I wouldn’t)
Yet he seemed
Happy
In his own
Dressed up
Way
With his hair clip
In place
And his bandana
Threatening
To hide
...Sunday 27th October 2019 11:53 pm
NIGHTS AND DAYS
NIGHTS AND DAYS
Nights no longer spent together,
no more dusk to dawn events which
drew us down, hand in hand, to and
then along the promenades of sleep,
start to end, we alone, outside unseen;
no motor movements (I saw none),
save two hearts each gently experimenting,
pressing, caresssing two firm pulses
slow-waltzing together in perfect time
and pirouetting as their...
Sunday 27th October 2019 6:28 pm
Also by Peter Taylor:
RIVERTRIP |The Thinker and The Drinker
He was always wishful thinking
Stymied only by his drinking
Oh the thoughts his mind did throttle
To be washed away by that next bottle
If only he could see the truth
Not hide behind one hundred proof
Let those thoughts be free and clear
Instead of drowning them with beer
A mind so brilliant and so pure
Yet serenity for him, obscure
Those wishful thoughts, they cause ...
Sunday 27th October 2019 2:37 pm
Also by Lisa C Bassignani:
He Plays Guitar | Leaves | I Fell Today | TRUTH |POW ! POW ! POW !
Pow ! Pow ! Pow !
I fought my way out of a paper bag
Pow ! Pow ! Pow !
With the strength of thought I never had
Pow ! Pow ! Pow !
Depression has also took the hit
Pow ! Pow ! Pow !
Never thought I'd get rid of it
Pow ! Pow ! Pow !
I fight my way through the day
Pow ! Pow ! Pow !
With a smile and a winning way
Pow ! Pow ! Pow !
Not a single punch or blow
...Sunday 27th October 2019 12:29 pm
Also by Phils Words:
Monday Morning sigh | The domestic critique' | The Jug | Staying in | Shouting ! |One for Halloween
The night draws near upon me
In the shallowness of my breath
I wade the deepest water
Towards my finale rest
The sun does shine above me, but;
no shadow do I cast,
for now I am the spectre
That in death will never rest
Sunday 27th October 2019 10:04 am
Also by DESMOND CHILDS:
coffee | litany | barrage | hues | crucible | sun and moon | incessant |Was i even important
I cant believe this happened again, how did this happen again
You were so good to me but all of a sudden you just freely left
Was it hard for you to leave, to leave me in the dark
Damn, im still in shock that you just put your car in park.
I know your friend committed suicide, but thats not why u left
You just flat out didn't want me and used that as an excuse, excuse or not
It w...
Sunday 27th October 2019 2:32 am
Also by Stacy Eskin:
Broken promises | Thank You | Let go | Lost |Our Father
Our Father
whom we greatly trust is in heaven,
respected be thy name,
as we should respect
the names of other gods.
Do not tarry long in coming
as thy will is not being done on earth,
though hopefully in heaven.
Give everyone their daily bread
and forgive us our many sins
only if we sincerely repent
and do not repeat them.
Help us to avoid the evil temptation
...Saturday 26th October 2019 7:53 pm
Also by Jennifer Malden:
Sea Changes |Leaves
LeAvEs
How they have fallen,
Laying thick,
Pressing the jostling grass
Under them.
Obliterating it from sight.
Their browns and yellows brighter
Than the grey above.
Achieving a moment of glory,
In death a dominance.
Looking up to freed branches
Framing veiled light,
Had they thought to fly,
Letting go their source of life?
How they have fallen!
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Saturday 26th October 2019 5:25 pm
Also by afishamongmany:
Party Time |Remembering
Some truths are hard to conceive
Beyond what I’m able to believe
The joy remembered as tears we cried
How is it 35 years since Ian Curtis died?
A man who once lived in Macclesfield, this poem was written in May 2015
www.deanfrasercentral.com
Saturday 26th October 2019 8:24 am
Also by Dean Fraser - The Quantum Poet:
The Old Straight Track | Eyes Open Wide |I know all decorated lies,
And fashioned camouflage.
You are an ocean of lies
or an expertise of saleable emotions.
Its an ancient tale.
Every poet can feel.
Saturday 26th October 2019 7:43 am
Also by AVISHEK GHOSH:
The Mask | Don't Bargain | Pity |Shirdi Sai Baba
I found
In the apartment weed garden of Eden
A sun-Bleached Statute Of Shirdi Sai Baba
Weedwacker wounded
Hemorrhaging styrofoam
Abandoned by the immigrant Indian family he guided over the perilous ocean to aMerica.
I bondoed his wounds
And sprayed Fat Bollywood colors over his coat.
His skin tone I left to a true artist to paint.
Then I placed him on a pedestal
So he...
Saturday 26th October 2019 3:48 am
Also by Michael Triandam:
My Muse | Eulogy for an ex-CIA Agent | Two Desert Poems | Sharpei Skin | Dear Fundamentalist Friend | Song Production | Bottle | The Ballad of Pablos Juan | To The Subject of Every Photo Taken Before 1900 |Sand, sand castle and me
Oh the mesmerizing sand,
I so tried to be with you.
But you belong to the beach.
I also knew it,
yet I attempted,
and build the sand castle
Imagining it a true castle,
I desired many dreams,
And you stayed for few more moments.
Unless the wave,
that brought me back to reality,
what I was aware yet unaware.
And sand went back,
to the beaches,
where it belong.
I still hoped,
...
Saturday 26th October 2019 1:11 am
Untitled (misfits)
Other children taunted and teased, the playground at recess a sounding board for their righteous assumptions. I used to care very very very much, but one day, Alice approached me from behind to show me a rabbit hole she’d discovered in the soccer yard, tucked away in a corner beside a fence barring us from the outside world. I could see the Cheshire’s grin from deep within the darkness, also taunt...
Friday 25th October 2019 1:52 pm
Also by Emilia Callahan:
Untitled (ghostwriter) | gobbledygook | Untitled (cold water) | Olive | Untitled (on the field) |In Which Orgasms are Compared to Musical Elation
Sometimes when musicians finish
A piece that has gone well, they let out a
Combination sigh and laugh that
Expresses relief and pure joy.
It’s the same laugh you hear from
Women who have had a satisfying
Orgasm, enhanced by a slight tinge
Of guilt for being unduly blessed.
Of course, these laughs are never
Unwarranted. In both cases,
Substantial effort is required
To produce an even...
Friday 25th October 2019 12:44 pm
Also by Randy Horton:
Dominatrix, Doyenne, Shaman | In Unironic Praise of Older Women |
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