Such Sad News
I shared a post on social media
From someone unknown to me
Her brother had gone missing
She shared her desperate plea
She posted a lovely photograph
A young man with a smiling face
Details of him and his missing car
So his movements could be traced
I hoped and wished for good news
Today an update broke my wait
“Thank you so much for all your support,
devastating, we were too late”
Monday 30th November 2020 8:03 pm
Also by julie callaghan:
Goodbye Gloomy November | Attention! | Boring (Ode To Lockdown) | Christmas Shopping | December Poinsettia | Why Has Christmas Come So Early | Vaccine | Lockdown Birthday | Late Autumn Scene | I Miss You | Where, What, Who, When | After Show Party | Social Media | Go On Now Go | World Kindness Day | Lockdown Strictly Not Dancing | Don't Say Goodbye On Christmas Day | He Came In Uninvited | Remembrance Day 2020 | A Poem A Day.....Before And After | The Brink Of A PandeMINK | Penny For The Guy | Hygge |Winter Cuddles
Winter cuddles, I love them so!
Hugs and kisses in the deep snow.
In your hat and scarf, mittens too.
So close together, just me and you!
Body to body, and face to face.
A winter cuddle, a warm embrace.
Heart to heart, and hands to hold.
Tight together, keeping out the cold.
Snow flakes I see before you sway.
Gently they float on this winters day.
Winter cuddles, standing toe to toe.
Sq...
Monday 30th November 2020 7:44 pm
Also by Mike Bartram:
The Arkles Lane Daydreamer! | For All Our Bus Drivers! | Arkles Road/Stanley Park | Suerte | The Lifeblood | No Shop Tills Ring | The Sun and Stars | To Be A Fish | Longing For Normality To Return | Friday The 13th 2020 | The Carry | Never Born To Fight | The King of The Fair | Sun and Ice | Pictures Of You |Tuning In
Hello.
This is me talking to me.
Are you in?
Are you listening?
Are you OK down there?
Because we’ve been getting some
strange signals
And it’s very worrying.
OK?
You’re not lying?
Good,
That’s alright then.
Just checking.
Monday 30th November 2020 7:41 pm
Also by Aviva Rifka Bhandari:
Not Not Not | Lost (Where is Home?) | Imitating Nature | I Thank My Fortune |The Telling
The wind it tackles
The leaves and the litter
The leaves and the litter
It leaves in the past.
The sun it is drying
The paint and the puddles
The paint and the puddles
Not tears from the past.
I saw the bend coming
The bend was approaching
The bend in the road
That soon would be passed.
I saw her look darken
She hoped I was joking
But we w...
Monday 30th November 2020 7:15 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:
Classroom | When does a "nothing become something''? | Shoes | Advice to the Elderly on November 5th | Lack of Balance |Stood Together
Drawn closer
hands light on each other
hips, waist, back of the neck, hair.
The epitome. Iconic
eternal centre of the world.
But we are frightened.
Here to express ourselves, boy and girl
are we to play a role, representing our kind?
Must the gale flourish it's cape
virile as a matador
while sweet leaves of the tree
sigh a chorus in unison?
Perhaps so.
And as we take ...
Monday 30th November 2020 7:04 pm
Also by Adam Whitworth:
The Figure | Poetry For Health | Poor Lives Matter |November 30th
As I stand in the kitchen
Christmas music playing in the background
String lights on the tree glistening in the corner
I can't help but feel helpless
During the one time of year where I can feel fully happy
When it is acceptable to blare the catchiest of songs
Where people exchange smiles and small gifts coated in glitter
I can't help but feel helpless
This year has been awful to say the l...
Monday 30th November 2020 6:53 pm
Spread
I have the measure of my man.
He squats, half-comic, underground,
Cross-legged in protective gown,
With all his hatches battened down.
Inside his bunker with a phone,
The disinfectant sloshing round,
He must believe he is alone.
He thinks he is immune;
He thinks I’ll go away.
The truth will dawn quite soon;
He will not last the day.
He cannot see me; no o...
Monday 30th November 2020 5:32 pm
Also by Stephen Gospage:
Wonder Boy | In the darkness | Foundations | Death of a Tourist | Primrose Hill | I want | Roses | Fingers crossed | I know | The shape of the trees | Our distant friend (Remembering Nobby Stiles) |Morphine & Camphor
I
at the foot of my altar
a candle burns at both ends
running out of gas, a dying star
shines through the skylight
magnified
sparking a flame.
the veil catches ablaze
burning in half
top to bottom
revealing a million
scattered puzzle pieces
lying below a gold spray-painted calf.
in the pile of ash, that was my altar
lies a pool of melted wax.
II
standing behind a pulpit
...
Monday 30th November 2020 5:27 pm
Also by Rob Cohen:
evergreen darkness | Bukowski, Bluebirds and my Blue World | Salvātiō | ¿ claustrophobia ? | - dementia - | the passion of creation (art by Leonid Pasternak) | ̶2̶7̶-̶C̶L̶U̶B̶ | Remember Who You Are | i contain multitudes | Darker Than Silence (For Leonard Cohen) | Lives + Afterlife (RIP Derek Mahon) | The Poet's Solution | The Poet's Curse | Downstairs People | MMXX Death's Dance of Deliverance |Covering The Plants
Plants are friends
as close as kin
providing us with
beauty and grace
in summer
they enjoy the sun
giving off an aura
of happiness
in late Fall
when the weatherman
predicts a hard freeze
it is only right
that we come to their defense
against the coming coldness
so all are gathered
in a corner
and blanketed with old towels
and o...
Monday 30th November 2020 2:15 pm
Also by d.knape:
DIVERSITY | Enjoying My Self | Bathroom Candle | Writing Out Loud | MISTAKES | Success Rate | NIGHTLIGHT | LITTLE WREN | LEGACY | INSEX | Customer Survey | Footprints On Our Floors | My Teeth | Little i | Busy People | Autumn Leaves | Hope In Their Hearts | The House Guest | Someone Said | The Company of Crows | Two Days At A Time | Taking Chances | A Place | Coin Toss | Platform Guidelines | Ode to Terry Quinn | Tree Stump---a poem by O.L.Buzzerd | Blue Moon |DESTINY
Destiny is not where life or time is taking you to,
Destiny is the place where you want to see yourself.
Destiny is not where others push you to be,
Destiny is where your heart feels satisfaction.
Not everyone born with a silver spoon,
Not everyone inherits fame,
Millions of people with their hard efforts and sturdy will power earn it.
Everyone born with a hidden talent and it...
Monday 30th November 2020 1:14 pm
Self-Conscious Love
we all have bits a tad imperfect,
(dark specs hide my killer squint)
other embarassments of mine
so many they're not fit to print
Beverley liked to hum during sex,,
she kept goats and preferred oral,
tight bandages on both big toes,
her orgasms were strictly choral
middle-aged smoke screens hide
natural signs of wear and tear,
I left Sue's bewigged head alon...
Monday 30th November 2020 11:05 am
Also by simon lucan:
Meat | Trapped In Amber | Downstage | Back To Basins | Cinematic | Drop The Tears | A Long Walk | Ageless Heart | Needles Under The Tree | From A Clear Sky | Blooms | Heartfall | Ella's Fitter | The Swinger | Smouldering | Out of Somewhere Blue | A Handle For My Pillow | Longbow Covid | Oiling My Machinery | Beaten By The Belle | Desperate Times Two | The Chapters I Remember | Unbuckled By Angels | Left Luggage | Love Left Rusting In The Rain | Pins Drop | Her Sunset Came Too Early | Carnage | The Woes Of Needy Lovers |Do you have "IT"
Can you see what you are not looking at?
Can you hear what you are not listing to?
Can you feel what you have not touched?
Can you smell and taste your visions?
Can you think with your mind, and decide with your gut?
Can you understand something immediately,
Without the need for conscious reasoning?
Have you thought to yourself, YES already?
You have "IT". Your (sixth)...
Monday 30th November 2020 8:52 am
Also by J.D. Bardo:
The hook | The Gift | My life | Meeting St. Peter | The Thanksgiving Poem | What I do not see, cannot hurt me. | Within the confines of my Cranium. | My Best Friend | Caution ! Door swings both ways. | My Prayer for Peace, (and its answer) | Giving "Thanks" | Thinking | Memories | Patience | My education | A letter to Leah (untitled) | a BAD start to the year 2020 | The LAZY student | What scares ME |Dead at their door
Bing arrived at Maternity with his wife Jane ,
Her last delivery was fearful ,a pain.
The doctor said to Bing,
"Relief to your wife I can bring."
"We have a machine ,as you are the dad, will transfer the pain to you."
"Great I will do anything to help my wife get through."
20 percent of the pain at first was transferred to Bing,
"That was great ,I didn't feel a thing !"
...Monday 30th November 2020 8:51 am
Also by hugh:
A rude awakening in the church | A message from the hereafter | "We were counting on you !" | A horrific meal | Too old for passion | Urgent 999 call , thief takes the cake | Age definitely mattered | Finally Sid's bid did win | Cannibal caff !! | Don't drink and drive !! | It's good to laugh. Keep laughing ! | Bill and the ducks | Caught red handed | I hate school ! | Friday the 13th | An early warning silenced | "I gave up drinking in the 2nd lockdown, a return to normality" | It just didn't work out ! | No longer a dunce. Well done !! | Two ghosts caught trick or treating on Halloween | A painting competition | Heads or tails-Trump or Biden ? | The benefits of being working class. | Don't dither and delay ,make covid go away. Close schools | Deaf | Armed police called out in Westminster ! |Stanley
Blue plaque sits upon wall
Arthur Stanley Jefferson it proclaims
Born 16th June 1890
Telling of where his journey started
A walking manifestation of talent
Known to the world as Stan Laurel
Comedy legend
Here his story began
His family soon moving away
As he would later relocate to another continent
A partnership with Ollie only half the story
Movie director, scree...
Monday 30th November 2020 8:10 am
Also by Dean Fraser:
The Old Straight Track | To Be Alone - Grizedale | Stoneproof in Avebury | Castlerigg Stone Circle | Druid’s Temple - Inspired by the Birkrigg Stone Circle near Ulverston | The River & The Sea | Be Beautiful... | Art on 5th Avenue - The Guggenheim | Farming Through Time | Oneness | Where It All Began | Every Day A Celebration (even the 5th of November!) | The Jacket | City Life - Follow Your Bliss | Now Truly Living | A Gift For You |Beyond
Stillness that stirs
Silence that purrs
Doubt that enlightens
Shadow that brightens
Here and now
Live Love Bow
Monday 30th November 2020 7:50 am
Death We Must All Face
[ ] Murder is to death; killing is for a thrill.
[ ] Souls corrupted broken with no will .
[ ] Life is revelant, so death let life live.
[ ] Death we must all face that's the deal.
[ ] Written in stone, stamped, & sealed.
[ ] Heart corroded body is ill.
[ ] Slowing heart beat the flesh is chill.
[ ] Heart stops to a sudden still.
[ ] Welcome to the Grim Reap...
Monday 30th November 2020 6:04 am
Also by Insta: bullthemessenger_94:
Watch Who & What In Your Life You Allow. | Take a loss as a lesson learned | A True Friend. | You are not alone. | The Mind Of A Deep Thinker In What We Call Life |LOVE POEM
LOVE POEM
I love the cool simplicity of you
that you're not complicated,
that I know how to please you
and the shape of happiness today
will be the same in a year.
I love the way you wake and stretch
towards the promise of morning,
that neither unkindness nor injustice
have tainted or diminished you.
You are spring dawn perfume
the suggestion of distant c...
Monday 30th November 2020 1:40 am
Also by john short:
MARKET DAY |Rescue
Stranded on this figmentation of reality
Deciding between light and dark
Overshadowed by our failures
Head kept afloat by all that is good
In the arms of the great abyss
You have two options
To give oneself up
or to tread the seamless glass
Monday 30th November 2020 1:17 am
Also by Cody Roach:
Woman | Dream a dream | (untitled) |LOCKDOWN FUNERAL
After the cremation service the fresh air.
"I never forget a mask,"
I said to someone i'd never met,
an attempt at grim humour.
The embarrassing marquee behind us
pallbearers upright in their black masks,
so long in the waiting.
Truth is I had felt disconnected
but grief can spread like ripples
from a stone cast into water
at the downcast head of one
I k...
Sunday 29th November 2020 10:17 pm
Also by ray pool:
RAFFIA MAT | A HUMBLE COTTAGE | THE WONDER OF WOOLIES' | CANINE CAPERS | AFTER THE CLOCKS GO BACK | HYPOCHONDRIAC | NON ESSENTIAL |Used To
My heart loved like a racecar
But my anxieties never let me switch lanes
I saw you from afar, I admit
Though I believed your curious eyes
Were a figment of my imagination
Then we collided,
And you left me cold, frozen in the snow
My heart still loves like a racecar
But the collisions don't hurt as bad as they
Used to
Sunday 29th November 2020 10:17 pm
Also by M3RK:
End of the Road | Hurt Me | Long Gone | Star Gazin' |Lufituaeb er’uoy
let your index finger
gently lift towards her
in one smooth motion
keep your eyes
fixed on hers
let your jitters simmer
open your hand
thumb pointing at your chin
fingers pointing up
roll your fingers across
the front of your face
in clockwise fashion
like a carousel
lightly turning
shadows to glimmers
end with your fing...
Sunday 29th November 2020 10:13 pm
Also by Candice Reineke:
Pink Lady | Overthinker | Drive |As Kamasi Blew
I was out walking today
Trying to clear my head
After a morning of too much study, Twitter
And coffee.
On the way to town, listening to jazz
I tried to slow down my mind
Counting flat, fallen autumn leaves
Making words from number plates
Avoiding kids on their bikes.
I came out of Boots with
My blue sweets for the weekend
And stopped for a double espresso.
Havin...
Sunday 29th November 2020 8:52 pm
Helping The Poor
Helping the poor
Is on my list for sure
They are still one of us
Without money and shelter thus
My duty is to look after them
Being a beautiful gem
With a generous heart and soul
That has always been my goal
Giving some of my earning
Without betrayal or turning
Hoping to put a smile on their face
Showing them my love and grace
Probably not their fault
That th...
Sunday 29th November 2020 5:16 pm
Also by Aisha Suleman:
Flavours Of Cooking | The Perfect Poet | That Time Of Season – Winter | Want To Party | Size Does Not Matter | Never Loved You | Single | Trust | Move To The Rhythm | Memories | Festival Of Lights | I Am The Girl | Smile | Fly With Me | Freedom | I Am Real | Father | The Missing Sunday | The Parcel Courier | Loneliness | Lockdown Blues | Keep Trying | Hatred | Dance It Out | Love Is Blind |The Land is Fallow
The Land is Fallow
The land is fallow, the virus has struck
the grass weeps and the fields sleep
Trees stand bare as onlookers stare
the land is fallow for a while, a year
The land is pock marked with tangled weeds
no longer is it time to sow the seeds
People retreat to the warmth of their hearth
nothing is achieved on inertia's path
Clouds and rain no lon...
Sunday 29th November 2020 4:55 pm
Also by keith jeffries:
Stillness | Held in Abeyance | They danced the Tango | After the Cabaret - impending doom | Lockdown | Acceptance | A Tribute to Decency | The Divide of Prejudice | Inner Conflict | You would have found me.... | A Mysterious Warmth | Darkness and Light |Repeat
Past pain learned
Burned within our hearts
Anything related
We set flames
Agitated
Our inner demons
Slowly seeming
That anything that provokes
The insecurity
Fixated on the remote
Event that occurred
Reliving the feeling
The heart's been concealing
We push away
The one we think is causing the pain
When it's our own projection
A reflection
That we need to heal
Slowly start to ...
Sunday 29th November 2020 3:38 pm
Also by Amy walcott:
Withered | Blinded | I'll Be There | Story | Withered The Storm | Always | A Nights Journey | no one wins.. |Two-Stroke Counsel
After checking the oil for the chain
and a quick pull on the starter rope
my father’s chainsaw cuts through the branches
Stainless steel teeth offer no quarter
The quickly turning blade suggests danger in unsure hands
regardless, his grip is firm and confident
Swift and experienced strokes
make short work of the green and sap-filled wood
Fine powder sawdust drifts across my arms
We s...
Sunday 29th November 2020 3:31 pm
Also by Mike McPeek:
Axel | Squirrel and Crow | In The Night | Bad Poetry Blues | The Mayor of Occidental | cassie and josh |Adventure
dream about turning it off
think about getting up
fantasies become elaborate
as the mirror moves away
sweat you know nothing about
dreaming in the supermarket
words in advertisements
start to call your name
adventure adventure
waiting for you
giving up security
is all you have to do
adventure adventure
embracing your fears
...
Sunday 29th November 2020 2:14 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:
Your Cult | Teaching a kid to read | My sick sense | You left the meeting | Different Countries | Moi??? | Moving Situations and Overheard Conversations | Review of "Pocket Blues" | half-fascists | Browsing History | Twinkie Defense |Fantasy unveiled
As I sit back and look at life in front of me.
I see mostly shades of gray of what could be.
Out of focus paths to take each with their own rewards and of course pain.
What’s the cost going to be it’s a gamble in all honesty,We play the odds at best we guess.
The reason is because we don’t know all the facts about anything in life or death.
Can you be sure any of this is reality, I ...
Sunday 29th November 2020 12:38 pm
HE'S A LIABILITY - GET HIM OUT OF HERE
On a visit to the Morrison’s I took a bloke to task -
The dozy twat had no idea of how to wear his mask;
He wore it underneath his nose; I asked him in the shop
If he wore his underpants with his prick flopped out the top.
Sunday 29th November 2020 10:13 am
Also by John Coopey:
THE NOB NURSE | THEY DIDN'T KNOW THEY WERE BORN | THE FASTEST STEAM TRAIN IN THE WORLD | TORY BULLY | WEREWOLVES OF SELBY | BARN DANCE (PROGRESSIVE) | I MISS THE MAN THAT I USED TO BE | IT'S ALL OVER NOW | "IT WAS 20 YEARS AGO TODAY" | BUCKET LIST | I'M A LOSER | BOOTS | LITTLE BASTARDS (TRICK OR TREATING) |The Grimstone Vampire
The Grimstone Vampire
Granny’s Slugshaw was sat watchin’ t’telly
When something rattled her windowpane
She thought.. What the chuff is all that noise
It wasn’t forecasted to rain
So she got up and pulled her curtains back
And saw Vlad… just hanging there
Upside-down.. by his feet… like a bat
With his cloak, and his raven-black hair
“You soft...
Sunday 29th November 2020 9:07 am
Also by kJ Walker:
The Man Who Could See Behind Himsen | The People I Never Have Met |What Does It Take?
What does it take to be able to regard yourself as a good person, hmm?
What does it take?
Is it that you always give to charity?
Or have the clarity to never make a mistake?
What does it take?
Maybe you tithe, give money to God and think it odd that others don’t,
Or won’t, is that their mistake?
To want to have and eat every single slice of the cake?
And if all of their professed notio...
Sunday 29th November 2020 9:06 am
Also by Jason Bayliss:
Because | Roy | Moments | Counting Sand | The Cracked Glass | Conscience, My Conscience | Sewing Needles | Cricket Bats & Persian Cats | Defiance |Redemption song
I can hardly speak but I try:
my brain falls silent, still
it is the dying of the day
when a ferment of tenses
leads me up many cold-cut cul de sacs..
I linger on a moonlight-figure
palely mirroring the sparkling frost,
she’s gone but never lost.
Suspicious of the silences within
outside is wild, the colour of blood
soaks into the sky.
A barge meanders down the river
on a ...
Sunday 29th November 2020 12:22 am
Also by John E Marks:
Johnny Keats and the Footloose Cavaliers | Hypocrisy | The stolen child | French kissing | My Sweetheart the Drunk | Squaddie | For Jack Merritt and Saskia Jones | Roman de la rose | The time of our lives | Milk and Honey | For Kassia: a bold and beautiful Byzantine poet | GHOST WRITING | No place to be | An inception into art | A withering | Along the Unhallowed way | For the stoic and the silent | When the poet ceases singing | ALL SOULS’ DAY |PoHo
When I read your poems,
I fall in love with you.
Then I read his poems,
and fall in love with him too.
I admit it,
I can’t quit it.
I’m a PoHo,
like Phoebe Snow!
Saturday 28th November 2020 5:40 pm
Also by Vautaw:
Shadow Dancing | Malignant Love | Get Your Affairs In Order | Full Moon Rising |The homeless man
Evicted from his house
In a dark and cold night
He walked down the deserted alley
A bright light slowly showed the way
The path of hope that was crossed by shadows
Is this really the right path?
The wind whispered
The dead leaves were creaking
An owl hooted
What was the hidden message?
His stomach was growling
His body wa...
Saturday 28th November 2020 2:04 pm
Also by oussama elmanar:
The cold war |Blind Date
I’m late, I’m late
For a very important date
I don’t mind you see
If it’s a blind date or three
‘Cos I prefer not to know
What she looks like and so
I just turn up, give her a sultry look
and then hope for the best
(you can imagine the rest)
Now in my mind’s eye
She’s a looker, that’s why
I always prefer, to buy
flowers for her
But I’ve had too many sh...
Saturday 28th November 2020 1:46 pm
Also by Rick Varden:
Alexa and Siri (a digital love story) | Mystery Girl | Remember and Respect |You are infinite light
Do you know that the biggest star that belongs to the night dares every day to keep you warm?
And we love the sun’s warm, but what would the sky look like without the moon’s bright?
Don’t you know that you must need to go dark before you can truly shine?
Otherwise, how would we be able to see the best stars if it wouldn’t be for the nightfall?
Don’t you realize?
You are the biggest ...
Saturday 28th November 2020 2:56 am
Also by Raquel Lacayo:
They say |You're So Sentimental
he says as it relates
to a date
of another first
we’ve had.
It reminds me of things
I shouldn’t hold onto.
It shouldn’t matter
when I first noticed
the way light hits his beard,
or how his colors blend
as in a Monet,
only that I see them.
It shouldn’t matter
when those butterflies first flew
from our insides;
only that they fly every time.
It shouldn’t matte...
Saturday 28th November 2020 12:21 am
Also by kimberly:
Who Has Your Tongue | It Can Be Wonderful and Terrible, But It Always Tickles the Right Spot | Speak for the Trees | Coastal Wanderers |Magellans Straight....
Magellan Straight Chile.
I was sailing on the water
Looking down I could see my face
I imagined me down in a cool dark place.
My boots chafed my blistered feet.
It was just like yesterday
A fathomless bottomless canned repeat.
Staring in that cool dark place.
I stumbled to my cabin
It was just a mess.
I decided I had to clear the deck!
My feet still hur...
Friday 27th November 2020 11:50 pm
Also by mentalelf. Philk.:
unnamed | Gare Du Nord 1978 | Lost Love I miss You My Glasgow Girl | A million miles away | My Crazy Diamond | Blues For David. | Dream dancing | Lest we forget. | Remember. | Devil Take You |The Soul of the Moon
I stole the soul of the moon,
Kept it unclothed to illume
Dark, deserted manor rooms
And fireflies that forever loom
Above fifty forsaken tombs.
I secured a piece for me,
Kept it between creases deep
And verses of revered balladry
Written on the tattered leaves
Of my hands rickety.
But then came a shooting star,
Its hands stocked with bits of its hea...
Friday 27th November 2020 6:37 pm
Black Friday
Could I be too cynical
In being so critical
Of a world political
And thus paralytical
It is unforgivable
Far too many imbeciles
Whose acts are despicable
Yet sadly predictable
Are held unaccountable
Such crimes insurmountable
And never rescindable
Have we reached the pinnacle
The answer equivocal
Is apocalyptical
LCB
2020
Friday 27th November 2020 3:59 pm
Also by Lisa C Bassignani:
Artificial Intelligence | Of Stardust |Wonder Woman
I know this woman and I have seen the rest
I can go overboard and say she’s the best
She can take all the pain and then the stress
Will not show on her face, any sign of duress
There is a smile always that lays all at rest
Even when there is daunting task at behest
To me that’s the hallmark of a great human
Who lives for her loved ones, a life selfless
Let God bestow her wi...
Friday 27th November 2020 2:56 pm
Also by DINESH BHASKAR SHETTY:
Gods Portrait ( Dedicated to Mount Fuji ... Japan ) | Distant Thoughts |A Small and Simple Song
A Small and Simple Song
I'm of the easy, the gentler kind,
No counter of time as old Earth turns,
No twister of fate for the willfully blind;
My path's clear where the fair light burns.
I sing a small and simple song,
Lifted high by humble meter;
Largo textures, placid and strong:
A steady beat's all the sweeter.
The rhythm of my waking days
Is the song...
Friday 27th November 2020 3:03 am
Also by Chris Hubbard:
Dream | A Quiet Place | Vanishing Point | My Brother's Eyes | Paradise Road | A Tower | The Listener | First Light |Tap in
Your eyes are on backwards, you're speaking in tongues
Expelling rancid breath from corrupted, rotting lungs
Breaking all the rungs on your plummet down the mineshaft
Rehearse, react, try to quote fact to the faceless
Spaceless outside brain, watching rain stain window
Bend low and embrace me, or mace me, debase me
Give it time and time will erase me, and thee
Thursday 26th November 2020 8:10 pm
Also by Patrick Kennon:
Gliding scales | Shrinking tax | Playing with chalk | Brushy creek pools |La Vida Loca (for D.A.M;)
Small agile grinning implike being
a whirlwind with magic feet
sometimes seen of clay.
Streetkid's eye for an opening
sphere stolen with incredible dexterity.
It must have seemed to him
redress for youthful hardship
from penury to affluence.
Excesses of every kind
his many women forgiving
except the white lady,
and other wicked spirits
who held him in thrall.
...Thursday 26th November 2020 1:08 pm
Also by Jennifer Malden:
Maximun and minimum |Treasure Chest
Treasure Chest
When you move east and west
With no time, no rest
At that, you come upon a big treasure chest.
It was made for you
With the next jolly clue.
It was made from no other
Than colors and sketch.
Your next move, it points to the old- new riddle.
But, to get the next move you
choose, but please don’t fiddle.
Very, very good luck on the
Big- long...
Thursday 26th November 2020 7:04 am
"Walking Tender Paths"
"Walking Tender Paths"
Falling in love with a poet is weird-some
He begins by writing you poems in the night
About the beauty in your eyes, the honey on your lips
And the passion with which he would kiss each one of them.
Sensual right? But a poet isn't a blind lover.
He sees-talk everything in between
All are part of falling in love,
nothing is left out because ...
Thursday 26th November 2020 5:37 am
Also by Emeka Collins:
"Holy Politics" | "Blessing Disguised" |Defeated
Life
The Lover
The Hurt
The Pain
The forgiven
The forgotten
So many things
Not the pandemic
My liberty
I took that back
Thursday 26th November 2020 5:11 am
A Day for Gratitude (and Greed)
In a hushed and reverent tone
he asked us to bow our heads
in gratitude for those who sacrificed
so much for our prosperity.
We took a moment to remember
those who lost their lives and
their land to the invaders
euphemistically known as settlers.
We whispered muted prayers
of thanks to those who lost
their lives and liberty to traders
paradoxically called masters.
We mumbled appr...
Wednesday 25th November 2020 9:49 pm
Also by Randy Horton:
Champagne and Sunflowers |Terrorizing the terrorist
Those who had been
Killing heartlessly,
Their back to the wall
Are now forced to fall!
Those who had been
Adamant to peace talk,
Vanquished, are
Beseeching for one
Seeking help round
The Sun!
Those who had been
Burning many
A church,
As a last ditch effort ...
Wednesday 25th November 2020 8:46 pm
Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:
Like likes like | TPLF outperforming Satan |Self Pity
A bright and breezy boy of four
I started life at school,
They kicked me out aged seventeen
A lazy, worthless fool.
I never had a BMX,
I never had a chopper,
I never had a hope in hell
With Arabella Hopper.
Wednesday 25th November 2020 6:40 pm
Also by branwell kent:
Dance Dance Dance Dance |justified paranoia
Always on guard of the love you claimed was ours
as I looked up at the stars
I realized I was holding onto too hard
Wednesday 25th November 2020 3:39 pm
Also by Youthfullyxx:
toxic from the start | Letting go of what’s died | digging your own grave | illusion | self obsessed |GET A LIFE!
Spare me your ditty of self-pity...
Your ballad of self-obsession;
Be aware this life we share
Is a "sad and glad" procession
That we all join from another's loin
Without a say in the matter
So make the best of all the rest
And leave out the "me...me" chatter!
.................................................................
Wednesday 25th November 2020 3:37 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:
HITCHING A RIDE | FACTS OF LIFE | BELIEF | THE MENIN GATE | ONWARDS AND UPWARDS (2) | COVID NINETEEN (Start spreading the news) |We Get It!
We Get It!
We get it
It’s dangerous
Lethal, I think they said
We hide indoors
Obey the laws
It’s better than being dead
We get it
But it won’t harm
Getting a hug or two
It’s Christmas after all
And deserved
After what we’ve all been through
We get it
The vaccine’s near
So we’ll all end up being alright
A kiss
Under the mistletoe
...
Wednesday 25th November 2020 2:33 pm
Also by Ian Whiteley:
A November Haunting | The Unknown Soldier's Prayer | Wraith | Spirits |The Axe
“The forest was shrinking, but the trees kept voting for the Axe for the Axe was clever and convinced the Trees that because his handle was made of wood, he was one of them.” - Turkish Proverb.
The Axe
The trees ignored his sharpened blade
reflecting in the forest's glade
for surely he was one of them
a leader bold, a fighting gem
They voted for the axe
Admiring the wooden shaf...
Wednesday 25th November 2020 2:28 pm
Returning
Smile with everything you do
even when doing a poo
in the forest of love
His oven of celestial bliss
deconstructing the knowing
that is
or could be
or was
or should be
No longer a ploy
but a bucket of
Joy
or piss
who cares
for now dismiss
the past
the future
and soak in the liquid of grace
a taste of heaven
a warm embr...
Wednesday 25th November 2020 1:15 pm
Also by Zushka B:
Battlefield Surrender | Sister | Angel Wings |Queen of the Galaxy
It's funny how small world's collide
And may it be by chance or by design
Lives become intertwined
An insignificant "Hello" is just the beginning, a fresh start.
First introductions evolve into "I saved you a spot!"
And from there we age into the years of teenage angst, learning the art of cheating on tests, giggling behind stacks of books while trading black nail polish and fake tattoos.
...
Wednesday 25th November 2020 5:06 am
Also by Jordyn Elizabeth:
Broken Hearts Need Glue | Journey |Moral Collision
Everyone feels distant
All my feelings are so inconsistent
My moral compass is broken
People love me but I don't love them
Where is the connection?
I don't understand
I'm not strong but I'm strong enough
I'm not smart but I'm smart enough
I'm not the worst but am I good enough?
You give me everything even when I don't deserve it
When I run away you hold me tighter
...Wednesday 25th November 2020 4:29 am
Also by Melan Drifter:
Inadequate |Unsent Love Letter
This was my last reach my last time telling you that i dont, and telling you i cannot
I walked the walk and talked the talk and found out the other side aint that green
You decided that love aint gone dance on the floor Its not going to sing no more not going to go the mile for me
Do you think i hate the moments I remember.... every step on the payvment
Why you think the sun doesnt sh...
Tuesday 24th November 2020 5:39 pm
Villanelle fin
Of our lives, and of our meeting
Of all the schemes of destiny
It is that moment that, is most fleeting
And of our fate, there is no perceiving
Of what will come, or what will be
Of our lives and of our meeting
And in the grandest, scheme of things
And when of chance, fate does select
It is that moment that, is most fleeting
And in our elation, of rej...
Tuesday 24th November 2020 11:49 am
Also by DESMOND CHILDS:
Effigy | Zippered |Holy Givenore
Her name was Holy Givemore
She lived by the seashore.
She had a way with words
that made us feel like turds.
She had a left eye
That stared off the right eye
Catching us all
Off guard.
She said "I promise you this
I'll be your nemesis."
And we found out
After that.
Why it's always best
to lay to rest
the thing you can't find.
No neve...
Tuesday 24th November 2020 4:30 am
The Twelve Days of Christmas
12 Days of Christmas
On the first day of Christmas
Bojo gave to me
Fear of a virus
Spreading rapidly.
On the second day of Christmas
Bojo gave to me
Two metre distance and
Fear of a virus
Spreading rapidly.
On the Third day of Christmas
Bojo gave to me
Hands, face & space,
Two metre distance and
Fear of a virus
Spreading rapidly.
...
Monday 23rd November 2020 9:38 pm
Also by Malpoet:
Retraining Bert | God Bless America |Closure (My Dear John Letter)
Toxicity in human form
Your rage issues are crazy
No ambition, degenerate bitch
Inconsiderate, ridiculously lazy
I’m sure you can’t stand the fact
I’m describing you with such candor
We lasted for 3 months what can I say
I must have lowered my standards
Up my ass, go through my things
Nosy and super possessive
A wolf in sheep’s clothing, angry, jealous
A fraud, fake and obsessive
Monday 23rd November 2020 5:48 pm
drawing of souls
Monday 23rd November 2020 12:24 pm
Also by Ujjal Mandal:
Diwali! | The Winter Morning! | My Sweet Rose | LOVE | My Cheery Story! | The Fuscous Sky! | A Nameless Flower | The Beauty of EVENING ! | Recreation! | The Moon in the Cloud | Ah, My Heart Aches! | The Broken Heart |Unfortunate
Unfortunate
That's what they said
They ran of arguments
Hearing the life i had led
Unfortunate
Is the word they used
As an armament
To excuse the abuse
I am unfortunate
To have been abused
Now It should be an ornament
I should be proud of my bruise
Display it to who wants to see
Collect a minute of a sympathy
Remind them they've been lucky
To not have been unfortunate
Monday 23rd November 2020 9:51 am
Be Your Own Hero
cant say how the days will unfold,
cant change what the future may hold,
but now I am ready for what life unfolds.
I am no longer sorry,
for who I want to be,
cause that's just a part of me,
that's going to succeed.
I am so much more than you can see,
I believe in me ,
if I keep on working hard,
I am going to show you how wrong you are.
I will achiev...
Monday 23rd November 2020 4:21 am
Also by manasvi ganiga:
When You Left | what a girl really is |Stoney Clouds
Thank God, or St Giles anyway,
For Stoney Clouds.
You could be anywhere in the: Peaks, the counties, the Dales or the moors.
Jays give sudden alarm in coppice charms,
As people arrive, who should be indoors,
Locked down from our friends and family,
But luckily not the green of Stoney.
Stoney, an apt name for stoner youth,
Pot-plastered at the bench,
On the summ...
Sunday 22nd November 2020 3:25 pm
Also by David Addington:
Ode to the Pork Pies of Fleetwood | November 2020 |escalera ii (11/22/2020)
a compartment opens like a battery pack
phials of vitriol, brand names
changing out weekly like gods
stale breath rolling forwards
bare syllables
and newsprint tattoos
stamped sideways on sclera.
and we fuck
twisting by the white of our eyes
desperate to void each others' gaze :
Thresher be praised
it works .
another day gone and forgotten
triumphant brass blaring
Nere t...
Sunday 22nd November 2020 2:05 pm
Where You Begin
The first time
Is a pin prick
To unstitch
Your skin
To feel yourself
Begin
You search your being
You are it:
Coursing through yourself
The second time
You search inside
A stranger
Behind the corner shop
You find where he begins
Adrenaline!
But come back,
Stinking of rot
Void of thought
To feel what?
What are you searching for?
To begin ag...
Sunday 22nd November 2020 10:30 am
Also by Alexandra K. Parapadakis:
We Feel |Mummy
When are you coming home mummy, we haven’t seen you for a while. I know they said you’d gone to heaven, but I expected you to be back by now.
Are you in America, on a beach with your friends? I miss your cuddles, your smile, your kisses. You’ve been gone for too long now mummy, we need you home, on you we depend.
Oh mummy, I really miss you - why did you have to die; my brother says your g...
Saturday 21st November 2020 8:10 pm
Humanimals
I know
How you will speak
Before
You have spoken
I know how you
Feel
Before the ice
Washes
Over your soul
I knew you
When you were
A child
I knew you
When you
Were an animal
I knew how
You would
Move
For the secret buttons
You think
You have hidden
The secret drum
Which resonates
Within your soul
Is not so
Secret
We are all
Human animals
And animals
Of humans
An...
Saturday 21st November 2020 6:18 pm
Also by Twilbury Wist:
These days |Reasons
I’ve no idea what I’m doing here
Of course, it could just be an accident of fate
But it would be kind of nice
if someone could just tell me straight.
As an example of the human race
I’m feeling pretty good
Well, I’ve got a roof above my head,
I’m breathing
And the blood
That keeps going round and round
Takes the oxygen to my head
Or so it’s been said
I...
Saturday 21st November 2020 5:50 pm
BONSAI
Bonsai tree you are to me a magical form of life in a tree
In order to be at your perfection
Uniquely fed and nurtured by section
Treated with love from top to bottom
With pretty green leaves
You may start to blossom
What ever you give blessed be your owner
A bonsai for friend wont make you a loner
Oh beautiful bizarre miniature tree
I shall name you and love you
Bring magic to me
Saturday 21st November 2020 2:48 pm
Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:
SACRIFICE |He Knows
He Knows
He knows.
I can see it in his eyes.
He’s eight years old;
It says so on the caption.
It’s a gift to the photographer:
all emotion is there.
This eight year old boy, he’s sitting at the kitchen table.
He’s eating a burger,
a donation from the local burger bar.
Mum’s got no money.
She says she’s not hungry.
He knows she’s lying.
But he’s hung...
Saturday 21st November 2020 2:39 pm
Also by Dorinda MacDowell:
He Knows |Breathe
Thoughts racing fast
Heart beating
You can’t seem to find your mind
You close your eyes and hear the thumping beat
Thumping,racing, thinking could this be
Energies so strong you can’t sit still and breathe
Thoughts racing fast
Heart beating
You close your eyes and hear the thumping beat
Thumping faster, racing, thinking could this be
You tell yourself breathe...
Saturday 21st November 2020 1:29 pm
Also by Jacqueline L Elias:
Free | 1000 Letters | Rainbow Stripes |When The Fall-Out Settles
When The Fall-Out Settles
When the fall-out settles
Who will want to remember, all the Old Battles
Who will want to remember,
All the Glorious wins and scores,
The crushing defeats and despairing draws?
When the fall-out settles
Who will want to remember, the exact details
Of all, that was said and done,
The wasted time, that’s gone,
And remain consumed, by that yet to come?
When...
Saturday 21st November 2020 11:26 am
Unwrapping Christmas
Colourful illuminated laughter
unwrapping each other
love costs nothing
spend it well.
Saturday 21st November 2020 10:58 am
Also by Nigel Astell:
Born to Die | Empty but Full |the wave
The Wave is what i call her.
she comes and goes, sometimes not appearing for days or weeks or even months
and then i miss her terribly
she knows when i need her, when my heart needs a rest
she greets me,
full and strong and deep
she knows me, she knows my heart.
so i give her control, and she washes over me
i surf her, swim in her truth, drown in the cool
she whispers me...
Saturday 21st November 2020 6:05 am
Also by aliza:
who would have known? | midnight-blue eyes | hide and seek | floating | if my heart were a well | terrified |I need new material...
I need new material.
I need someone or something
To grasp onto,
I need to create.
I need my mind crowded with
New ideas,
I need my poetry to be written
With new and
FRESH material.
My poetry is like the desert,
Water is of the most scarce.
I find water but when I try to
Consume it,
I realize it’s just my imagination
And it always ends up
Being the same,
Empty Bitter sand..
Saturday 21st November 2020 4:11 am
Also by Damon Stigen:
I need someone real.. | I will stop. I will get back up and keep moving forward. | Why can’t it just stop.. | I am split between to world's.. |Black Hair, Black Nails And A Lot of Teenage Angst
There's no rest for the wicked when I'm cradling death
I'm on the edge of self-harming again
This is a race to heaven then I'll surely come in last
Because I'm hell-born and I'm surely not going to lie
I damn the Holy Spirit and I surely not glad about it
I can't go into a church without bursting into laughter
So I'm hell looking for an angel to grab
Saturday 21st November 2020 2:38 am
Also by Mikey V Kinsey:
My Last Words For The Year. | Paralyzed | You Can Blame It All On Me |OFF THE CLOCK
There are so many people unemployed
They say they would work if the could
But, the great thing about being unemployed
Is that the hours are so good
Friday 20th November 2020 9:18 pm
Also by Joe Marcello:
FINAL NOTICE |What’s next?
Why am i so happy so content with being. What am I missing what am I not seeing. I’m not used to this feeling and it’s rather addictive, makes me start to appreciate each moment I live. It’s unusual to me, an unknown territory, clearly must be my selected destiny.
It’s deceiving what my mind makes me believe in. Its harsh all of what my eyes have seen. All the places I’ve already been. Co...
Friday 20th November 2020 8:47 pm
Also by Racoon ?:
Dark side Drug Ride | Addiction but why? | 24 View | Dreaming Love 2016 | Love’s presence 16 | Aspire or desire |This Year
Sundays, Mondays
none of them are fun days
got us on the run days
every flippin’ day.
This week, next week
outlook’s getting so bleak
lockdown gets a new tweak
seems it’s here to stay.
Month in, month out
isolation - good shout
businesses need bail-out
but who’s gonna pay?
This year, piss year,
edge of the abyss year,
want to give a miss yea...
Friday 20th November 2020 4:41 pm
Also by Trevor Alexander:
Caff On The Corner | Viral Invader |She Was Just A Girl
She was just a girl,
With dreams she could not afford to see.
Trapped in a teenager's body,
She had a soul of three.
She was just a girl,
Who was supposed to have dreams.
Failing to find a way out,
She was left alone with her screams.
She was just girl,
With heavy expectations upon her.
Refusing to procrastinate her happiness,
She was then seen as a cur.
She was just a girl,
Who...
Friday 20th November 2020 3:42 pm
My Un-favourite Things
fish and chip papers and stained smelly sweaters
dirty used condoms, the posh man’s French letters
fresh fast food cartons and old condom packets
discarded pizzas and broken squash racquets
matches, match boxes and cigarette butts,
oodles of noodles from someone’s spilt guts
ring pulls and beer cans, sharp broken glass
empty pill sachets and a lost covid mask
unwanted penni...
Friday 20th November 2020 2:13 pm
The glutton
Delicately etched features
mark the guise of the benevolent leader.
Each contrivance a stratagem:
A lie but not a lie,
a truth but also a fiction.
A palpable fragility hangs in the air
contained within its enclosure.
In here everything moves, aware,
the smallest disturbance threatens a monumental fracture.
It moves effortlessly along
a handcrafted trail well tread.
Greed is satiated ...
Friday 20th November 2020 5:51 am
Also by A.S.:
Inversion | Consequence | The Obituary | Before heartbreak | To the reader... | The predicament | The Black Mountain | The dream of waking |I can't see the color blue
It reminds me of how you broke me down
It reminds me of you
Do you remember how you made it pretty to make a mess out of me
How you left me scared
Hating myself
Your face is the one I dispise
I hate that you sit so cute
But it's just a disguise
You're a fucking monster
But I still love you
I look in your neighborhood
Seeing all thes...
Friday 20th November 2020 1:53 am
The Wind Has Always Been
The Wind has Always Been
Love has not always been. Peace certainly not.
My spirit has waxed and waned in my human heart.
Family. Family is but an idea no more real than the clouds
But the wind, the wind has always been, and with her there is no doubt.
In the fields as a child when I was wrestling with my spirit
She carried You fast to me - close that I may hear it
...
Friday 20th November 2020 12:16 am
Consequences XI
The day had finally come he was free to roam the streets,
that was until that fateful cold Tuesday morning when he met his match…
it was a creature, half llama and halfcrocodile.
The Llama-dile shuffled upto the man, raised onto his hind legs and
asked would he would like a glass of red or white wine
to which he replied 'Both!', but could you please...
help me… no-one sees the real me.
A...
Thursday 19th November 2020 9:03 pm
Also by Andy N:
Consequences IX and X |Starlight
On a cold winter's night
They sat, hand in hand
Ravaged by time
Old in design
Two dinosaurs
In a digital age
Still in analogue love
Upon a wireless hub
Sitting on a park bench
Beneath a full moon
At the end of their time
Bodies poised to resign
In a gathering frost
They glisten as one
Hands intertwined
Old parchment defined
...Thursday 19th November 2020 3:49 pm
Also by Stephen W Atkinson:
To Bloom | The Old Garden Gate | Nirvana |Angel Fire
This an ole ole one. Just thought I would give it an air.
Especially for those keen to evade the truth.
Be.........................
Wednesday 18th November 2020 11:12 pm
Also by ZTK Space:
Manchester (The Poetical) feat; Elbow |My love ...
My love …
She errs on the side of gorgeousness,
sassiness, and kindness
And that’s fine
Because she’s mine
My love …
She errs on the side of gentleness,
sweetness, and forgiveness
And that’s great
Because she’s my soul mate
My love …
She errs on the side of womanness,
openness, and togetherness
And a heavenly scent
That is heaven sent
And that...
Wednesday 18th November 2020 9:28 pm
Also by Nicholas:
The future's bright ... |Bubble Butt
Impressive signs she has a design
Her eyes are like a spring divine
Love sprouting as her eyes wink
Her lips are a seductive drink
Enticing my mind with an infatuating line
Come winters and every thing looks shut
Yet she lets the world know that she has a bubble butt.
Passion fruits dangling from her chest
This is what she is at her best
When she leaves open the but...
Wednesday 18th November 2020 1:50 pm
Rose Garden
You stare at the chair
That would have marked you a woman
One that your all your friends sat on
Proudly, too young to understand
The implications
You feel like a child
Among your friends
Who have all been draped
In the pleats of womanhood
A sprout in a garden
Of beautiful flowers
Your parents
Wanted to hide
Your red rose blossoming
Claimed that t...
Tuesday 17th November 2020 9:20 pm
Exhiled
Neither the silver nor gold are tarnished,
Cradled by velvet and shut fast within
Proud symbol, symbolically banished,
Burnished no more with the oil of my skin.
Never discarded, but exiled from breast,
As knowledge fractured the edge of belief
Context warred against allegory’s best
A ritual removal granted relief.
No gold can represent carpenter’s creeds
No mo...
Tuesday 17th November 2020 7:51 pm
Also by Peter Stafford:
Twisted Roots | The Archive | Once Wooded Streets |Hearts tomb
I lay my head down,
With these words that come to mind.
Happiness and joy seems ever so bleak,
Somethings are just hard to find.
I paint a picture perfect scene.
But this is simply just a disguise,
Suppressing my truest thoughts,
That I hide inside.
My hearts tomb is real,
How could it be so?
My past has moulded me,
How is it I've grown?
My hearts tomb protects me,
But I can't ope...
Tuesday 17th November 2020 7:39 pm
Also by Zhar2020:
Rebirth | Closure | Unbreakable II | Crossing Oceans |Trial of Life
Each day contains its challenges.
And by the hand of fickle fate,
It may be full of great despair,
And could drive one to hate.
All life includes its stresses,
And may be turbulent and cruel.
Should we live with only hope,
Oft we may become a fool.
There are many great things in life,
Which should not be dismissed.
But if one should choose to give in,
There's much that can be mi...
Tuesday 17th November 2020 8:49 am
Also by Stuart Vanner:
Impatience | Romance and Me |WORK IN THE TIME OF COVID
Extolled, derided, feared, divided, sought, lost, and gained!
Work separates and unites us; finds us whether
We are able. Puts food on an empty table.
You may pretend to be just looking,
Relaxing in the garden or facing the other way.
But work has something else to say.
Simmering in the background on a low heat,
Or smirking smugly from a sloping shelf
That ...
Monday 16th November 2020 1:07 pm
Soul Searching
Craving escape
From infinity
It entwines
For a while
In a body
Exploring confines
Of humanity
Begging to break
Unknown boundary
Releasing timeless
Memory
Tilts on the edge
Of insanity
Won't rest
Till it is
What it's
Meant to be
A Quest that confesses
Eternity
Monday 16th November 2020 12:19 pm
Also by Ruth O'Reilly:
Coronamas |Daisy Chains And Laughs
I think I think too much
It's like a cripple with a crutch
A crutch can inspire
lighting a fire to cherry the herb
only once in a while
for the thinking can become too great
it can keep a man up late
Alone with my thoughts
you think I could put them down
I'm just rambling on like a circus clown
so just turn your frown around
and hum a little tune
'cause we all m...
Monday 16th November 2020 7:26 am
Also by New Shoes:
Election Day |
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