BLANK
My bum is sore
imagination no more
lacking
I try and try
but only can sigh
for no words fall on my paper
I sit and sit and twittle my thumbs
swaying my chair side to side
I use to be funny
and quick witted
words rolling off my tongue
dripping onto my page
This evening my mind is a blank
not sure who to thank
for the empiness of my brai...
Sunday 31st December 2017 9:20 pm
TO THE RIGHT OF THE HYPHEN
I fear that
I will vanish
without a trace
as they add
the final date
to the right
of the hyphen.
Sunday 31st December 2017 8:50 pm
Also by Grape:
Indifference |Home for the holidays
Homecoming over white hills, blue waters
Inhale cool fresh air, exhale slowly to remember the sensation
Warm embraces from family and friends
Wood stove heat warms me to core, comforting blanket
View of the ocean, littered with sea ice waiting to form
Fishing boats resting for long winter ahead
Visits with old friends, laughter over coffee and sweets
Reminiscing, old times and...
Sunday 31st December 2017 7:37 pm
Forgive but don’t forget me
I don’t want to be a bad memory,
so here I am, saying sorry,
for the things I’ve done that could possibly have hurt you;
with everything I say or done,
I hope you forgive me
before the sun sets and
hope you’ll remember me
as a good memory when the sun rises.
Sunday 31st December 2017 6:32 pm
Also by Petal:
World Mental Health Day // October 10th |Happy New Year
Now the end of December is here,
So I’ll toast you, my friends, with a beer,
Then I’ll scribble a rhyme,
While I have a good time,
And I’ll wish you a happy New Year.
Sunday 31st December 2017 5:55 pm
Also by Trevor Alexander:
Seasonal Speculations | Tension | Summer, Sheephaven Bay |Garden of Awareness
Let me invite you to the wonders
Of my Soul where you can rest
In the garden of Awareness
bringing fresh aroma to aliveness
I watching the day passing by
Drinking the cup of Joy
With two spoons of happiness
I got some alleys of Peace
Where I like to spend some time
And then flowers of the bliss
Mmmm they smell so beautiful
On the middle of my garden
...
Sunday 31st December 2017 4:40 pm
Also by Artur Hulboj:
True desire | SoulMate | What is it? | The road of self discover... | Healing Heart | Wisdom... | Road of love | Lighting | Mother Earth | Trust | Cycle of life |A New Vision
A New Vision
A new vision for a new time, a new episode, a new year
for the future is full of uncertainty mingled with hope
We face it with a sense of expectancy
hopeful yet daunting in an immense complexity
Energy, wisdom with a strong sense of purpose
are required to embrace the unknown
We approach a mist, a maze, an entanglement
it is from within, our inner sel...
Sunday 31st December 2017 4:32 pm
Also by keith jeffries:
There is no Shangri-la | Friendship | Out of Darkness into Enlightenment | The Cauldron | The Bus Station | Disquietude | The Gay Manta Ray |Cheers to the new beginning
Let's raise our glasses,
As we bring in the new year.
Allow the positive vibes to consume you,
Like alcohol running through your veins.
Kiss your partner,
Show them the love you feel.
Hug family and friends,
Wish them the best.
Let's give cheers to the new beginnings.
Smile,
Laugh,
Enjoy,
Every moment you have in life.
Cherish your loved ones,
Ev...
Sunday 31st December 2017 2:20 pm
The tragedy of not getting what you want
borrowing the time you want now
taking more space than allowed
heart beats faster at the thought
there’s more to be had out in front
making a criminal duo in bed
never enough minutes left
sand runs out between our toes
something in our hearts scream "go"
to the exhibition with our name on it
glimpsing ourselves in the moment
outcom...
Sunday 31st December 2017 2:05 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:
Resonances | The Late Cretinous Period | my upfall | The Show | I was the wife | Vantage Point | 13 Forever | The ghost of what I want | Specific Gravities | Today's Doodle | shyness | Shredded Wheat | Sensory Inventory | Saved by Imagination | Vertical World | Plants and Cats | Of Course | Nuanced | Reset Button |sweetheart in b flat (12/30/2017)
"bang bang bang"
Vors mouthed this under his breath with every hit to the heavy bag.
Jab jab cross, chasing and following lines with his eyes, snap-raising a forearm check between an exterior triangular step.
"Bang Bang bang"
His aching bones creaking and stiffening, hardening and softening like the bows of a great ship, destined overseas, long ambivalent to pain.
"Bang bang bang"
Jab cr...
Sunday 31st December 2017 12:35 pm
Also by Zach Dafoe:
transcendence (12/30/2017) | Shornschu (12/28/2017) | "write about being neurotic" (12/14/2017) | lead III (12/12/2017) | consumption (12/01/2017) | being like them (12/06/2017) |The oak tree
A misshapen old man
that barred our way to school.
We would sidle past, caps over our eyes,
the aged oak in Greenfield Avenue,
so wide the path went round it;
startling, lurid growths
broke away from its crevices,
crumbling at a touch.
Aware of beauty, we gathered
cobwebs, glistening with dew
and sunlight, netting them as gleaming fish
in rock pools, with bent...
Sunday 31st December 2017 11:53 am
Heretic
My studies have given me a legacy of interest in many and wide-ranging social, moral and ethical fields and concerns, as well as the politics of power. This piece is a manifestation of that legacy.
"The world is splitting open at my feet like a ripe, juicy watermelon." Sylvia Plath.
On her gravestone: “Even amidst fierce flames, the golden lotus can be planted.” Wu Ch'Eng-En.
He...
Sunday 31st December 2017 11:44 am
Also by Chris Hubbard:
Time and Windows | Stone Poem | Winter Town | Slow Train to Freedom | every word | Dream River | Moon Pool | Stone of Love | Water Street |To love is to suffer
His words twist into my heart, in bold letters they tear me apart, leaving my eyes bright and green, I can't hold back the tears, I'm not trying to fight, expressing my feelings is damaging, he takes it wrong and here comes the sting, I guess love isn't meant for me, no matter how sweet I can be.
Sunday 31st December 2017 11:30 am
Also by Myescape:
big hearts |Resolution
Last year at this moment, I had resolution
To post as much poems as the monthly said days
It was going for broke, ambitious in a haze
Without fear I started for this execution
Some poems came quickly, some lingered in my head
Some news helped my content, the President is numb
Some were of fantasy, some were worth daily scrum
But all in all for fun, eight months covering spread
Septembe...
Sunday 31st December 2017 5:09 am
Also by Louis Audet:
The solo act | Remember | Drift away | Steam Whistle | Find peace | Swimmingly | Big Red Suit | Kidding aside | Mr Right | Nervousness | The fun night | Ancestral | The holiday party | Lesson learned | Deflowering | The calendar | Where does it end? | Reconnection | The bartender | Deal Breaker | Holiday Cheer | Stronger united | Writing Holiday | Dancing Queen | Control at work | The movement | First dates | Black Dress | Morning wake-up | The gym |Mental Health
Darkness doesn’t pass it just becomes different fragments of light Maybe over minutes, hours or days it can seem bright. As I sit twisting my short hair around my finger wondering if 4 days unwashed is a concern If the clothes I’ve not cleaned, that I sit in, does it really matter?
I can raise a smile yet a tear falls quicker, overflowing my eye lashes, warm on my cheek, never alone as anothe...
Sunday 31st December 2017 12:04 am
Also by Ria Richardson:
That’s when you find it | Don’t ask me | horseplay |Lazy Poets
‘Most poets are just lazy prose-writers’,
Said William Burroughs.
The cheek of it! Though he did say that T S Eliot was
Impressive as a lecturer. He had found that at Harvard.
And of course they did both come from St Louis.
He expressed no view of Ezra Pound though.
Hadn’t really read him, he professed.
Lazy prose-writers indeed! Of course, he always liked
To express dissent from commonly ...
Saturday 30th December 2017 1:05 pm
Earth's sword
Earth is a curious place. Sunrise evokes awe
in those who watch a day’s waking hour. To survive
that day, or consecutive days, we’re totally
reliant upon our ingenuity and
the society we’ve built. Were it not for our
technology, logistics and planning, many
of us would not be here. Earth’s beauty hides this harsh,
double edged sword. Something so beautiful can be
letha...
Saturday 30th December 2017 9:13 am
Also by Rich:
Afterwards | Self Certainty |A drop of life
I was in search of a smile..
A smile coming all the way from a true heart..
I was looking for that heart warming stare...
A stare that would shiver the whole of me with the paint of love...
I was in need of a caring touch..
A touch that could quench my thirst for a mother's love....
I was looking for a pure heart...
A heart even holy than the heaven above...
I saw decades pas...
Saturday 30th December 2017 4:52 am
Also by Shruti:
The Ray of hope | The Light | Hope still exists | The eternal wait | Chat with my bestie | "Strong" that's me | "Women" | Let that go.. | My daughter | My thoughts and me | The wait | Paralyzed | Haunting Guilt | Hidden Strength | Dreams | Distance | Knotted again | Set her free | The conqueror | Departure | Anatomy of a female life | Sleepless | Arrest | Past once again | Perfection(expectation vs reality) | A Rebirth | The offense | The Unsolved mystery | The journey to a woman's heart | The Breakthrough | A flashback |Norman
He’s big, He’s old, He’s rather bold, on his arms his muscles have dropped instead of being up on top. His scars are there for all to see, marks of hardship in his history.
His children see dad, his grandchildren see nothing, a bald headed old man that once was something, he stood on one whilst swinging at another, back to back with his hard arsed brother.
One day on a dark winter night, a...
Saturday 30th December 2017 12:55 am
Also by PatricioLG:
Alarm | ALARM | Rana Plaza | Homeless |COAT HANGERS
Coat hangers queue like question marks
waiting for answers -
asking why they have no shoulders to cry on,
no clothes to rely on.
"Perhaps," they might say, " our owners have
left us on the dead rail;
but why O why did they go away?"
Friday 29th December 2017 9:53 pm
Also by ray pool:
SCHOOL PHOTOS | I'M WORRIED ABOUT THE PRESENTS | SOUNDS OF CHRISTMAS | TURNER PAGE | TWINKLE TWINKLE | HEADS AND TALES | STEAM DREAMS | THE LAST NOEL |I'M DREAMING OF A HARD BREXIT
(Does this complete my miscellany of Christmas Brexit songs? Wait and see)
I’m dreaming of a hard Brexit
So we can make Great Britain great
Then the British nation
Can halt immigration
And send the Polacks back. But wait!
My dreaming of a hard Brexit
Has now been stuffed by Mrs May
She has blown Hard Brexit away
Cos the Poles and all others now can stay.
...
Friday 29th December 2017 7:04 pm
Also by John Coopey:
HATS OFF TO HARRY | SANTA KRAMPUS | "WE THREE THINGS" | "WRECK IT ALL WITH BREXIT FOLLY" | SEX 'N' DRUGS 'N' ROCK 'N' ROLL | GOD BLESS YE MERRIE BREXIT MEN | TOGETHER | IT'S LOUSY ROTTEN CHRISTMAS TIME AGAIN |Findings
Everybody knows it is best
stand still quiet while the rainbow lasts
seeing all times rapt in a moment
being slow to jump
to the latest distraction
from lines drawn out of fashion
everybody eventually retrieves
perfectly good heartbeats
long buried amongst all that's fit to dump
Friday 29th December 2017 1:31 pm
Also by Adam Whitworth:
Dangling Koan | December's Song | Sia | Love Remains | Missing |The Art of Changing
I'mma start giving positivity out like Oprah
So you can sit down
And do nothing with your life
But I'm going to change the world
I don't regret anything
To regret means
That you didn't learn anything
From that problem
I've been in this dark gloomy glaze for too long
Stop being scared of change
So let's start over again see the world
I've become too comfortable
With being depress...
Friday 29th December 2017 1:00 pm
Also by Mikey V Kinsey:
12/28/16 | Finite | Man in the Mirror | Ouija | Words of The Waiting Man | Morning Coffee | Stay For Awhile | Disconnection | 5 days | Untitled | I'm Kind of Drunk | One Side of A Coin | Mental Illness |Tashkhees
Me ne mujh sa kayir, beywafa paya koyi nai
Sharafat! Teri izzat abhi tak khoyi nai
Tu ley aa usey ke dhar uska khula hai abhi
Shayad uski aankhein abhi tak royi nai
Har jhapakti palak me ye bheegha pan
Meri aankhein to furqat se soyi nai
Sharafat, is roz to umeed bhi na yi bhar
Tere dhar se aaj bhi guzra koyi nai
~
Mir...
Friday 29th December 2017 12:12 pm
It is meant for one
When smiles
From my teeth
You often scan,
Do not conclusion jump
Posses my heart you can
The former is for all
But the latter
For one!
Friday 29th December 2017 10:46 am
Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:
Monkey's mentality |Brick by Brick
As Trump prototype walls are assessed and my back garden wall remains work in progress, penned this little poem....
Brick by Brick
I got some bricks, cement and sand
With water, trowel, a plotting line.
Thought of how to turn my hand
To leave a symbol of something fine.
I had my patch, could build so tall,
Keep to myself my piece of space.
I could build a monstrous wa...
Thursday 28th December 2017 7:12 pm
Auditory Hallucinations
Her galaxy is speckled with wormholes
Bridging throughout her universe
Cosmic energy flows to and from
Relaying messages within it’s radio waves
Thoughts, feelings, memories, ideas
Full conversations that only she can hear
Believing that they are really there
Believing in the possibility
Needing to believe
A source of comfort is all it is
So that when she is ready
...
Thursday 28th December 2017 7:04 pm
Also by Miranda Fegan:
Familiar Feelings | A New Day (A 4am Prose) | Unnamed WIP | Daily Battle | Specifically, Then, Why? | Losing Myself | Everything Has Changed | Hindrance | (untitled) | Golden Brown | Bubbles | Used Art | Snow Day | Who Am I? | Unnamed | Existence is Fatal | Why Do I Stay? | Renewed (Soon) | Silence |Still it beats
To a heart to another heart
Even if we stay apart
Please don't stop beating ever
Remember me in every rhyme
For my heart still beats for you
Your the only one it longs to hear
Even if a storm stops me in my path
Makes it hard even for me to breathe
Still let it beat hard
Remember me for a little more while
Till all darkness grasp me from my sight
It will st...
Thursday 28th December 2017 5:06 pm
When they gave him the Nobel Peace Award
"The first coloured president of the super power of the world"
The headline of every newspaper around, proudly said these words.
I wasn't sensible enough at the time to actually read between the lines
But I thought that this was supposed to be good, the world was finally moving to the right side!
But now I know that there are two sides of a coin,
The head and the tail are opposites ...
Thursday 28th December 2017 10:09 am
Also by Sidra Shahid:
Wedding Night - what it will be for me | Ode to my upper eye lid | 'That' girl! | Some Facts About Myself |Befriending Fear
Fear comes in different forms.
Fear of love.
Fear of pain.
Fear of failure.
One day you overcome it like a true Olympian. Another day, it arrives on your doorstep ringing the bell unceasingly until it deafens your ears.
Fear of attraction.
Fear of lust.
Fear of judgment.
And you never want to hear it again. You hide. You run away. Beneath the sheets of a stifling world. Behind the ...
Thursday 28th December 2017 6:01 am
KIND
As the New Year arrives for us to greet,
Keep this resolution in your mind:
With the ongoing opportunities we will meet...
Whenever we can - let us be KIND!
......................................................................
Wednesday 27th December 2017 4:15 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:
THOUGHTS AT CHRISTMAS - a seasonal re-post | CHRISTMAS SNOW - Instrumental - recorded by Pete Dymond | THE ENGLISH KNOW | THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS |Just because...
Just because they had a fight,
Just because that couple couldn't get along,
Just because he had a big mouth,
Just because he couldn't stop,
This is how things are now,
The way things always were,
The way things always will be.
(This short poem explains how certain things/events may shape one's future...the future that has already been determined...by one's kismet!)
Wednesday 27th December 2017 6:09 am
Like the young my wonder is lit afresh
As I caress the passing trees untouched.
Howbeit with speed and force we are set,
the loose portraits weave a comfort so plush.
Tuesday 26th December 2017 8:53 pm
Also by Tyler Newsom:
(untitled) |Lost in the woods
As i walk through the path that i saw
A light had lead me to somewhere i don't know
I tried to be strong and i kept walking
The light is slowly fading and darkness flowed
I felt loneliness. And Sorrow
The light that i followed abandonned me
I kept walking, i felt cold
I passed to a crowed
They saw me trembling
But no one cared
Tuesday 26th December 2017 3:39 pm
Also by meya:
Blanket |Xmass (wrap the box)
Wrap the box
Fold the sox
Hang the decks
Iron yer kecks
Oh Jesus Lord above
bless this land
bestow your love
Merry berry
Jingle cherry
Holly folly
Fill with stuff
Your shopping trolly.
Tommy etc
Monday 25th December 2017 5:22 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:
Arms folded | Who holds the pen writes the truth | Suspect |The end of a week
The light from the bed-stand lamp shone onto your hair
It was a wheat field at sunset, it was an empty clay field in New Mexico
With its saturated yellows, blacks and reds. I brushed my fingers across the plain.
I felt the grain brush and twist between my fingers.
You pushed your back closer to my chest and sighed happiness
And I continued to memorize every detail of the moment
...Sunday 24th December 2017 6:11 pm
The Race
So here we are, all done
At the finish line of a race hard run
A race that no one would ever choose
But once in, one that we just couldn’t lose
Never alone along the way
Always together, in step, come what may
A journey to discover what’s real in life
To realise what we’re truly all about
What we’re made of as man and wife
What shapes our hearts, shapes our souls
W...
Sunday 24th December 2017 10:44 am
While the Salvation Army Band Played On
While the Salvation Army Band Played On
It could have been the 1870s
You’d be forgiven
For thinking it was a different time,
Hymns and carols playing
While the poor folk wait in line
While we rush around Christmas shopping
Wrapped up in our
'Not a minute to spare' lives,
Those who have little or nothing
Cower in doorways out of sight
No feeling of Christmas spirit
No festive che...
Sunday 24th December 2017 6:55 am
Hurt
You will never see how you hurt me
when you can't even tell me you love me;
when you don't feel the same things i do;
when you can't love me like i love you;
when i can't see a sparkle in your eyes everytime you look at me;
when i can't find that smile on your face;
when i can't feel the warmth of your hand on mine;
when i can't feel your kiss on my cheek;
when i can't reme...
Sunday 24th December 2017 4:23 am
Also by Sarah Lockhart:
Gone |Butterfly Kisses
Subtle.
Precious flutters meant only for me.
The faintest embrace from one so very small.
My imagination turns artist and I see your face.
I wonder if the ocean is envious of the pools in your eyes.
I consider ways to style the wefts of caramel resting atop your head.
An image cursed to remain rhetorical.
For goodbye arrived so swiftly.
Sunday 24th December 2017 12:02 am
Lasting Impressions
First impressions are really important
Always being at the very forefront
Of all that we ever think about
envision, imagine, or sometimes doubt
Will they actually be impressed with me?
or am I obsessed with the fears of failing
Like a boat in the breeze I’m sailing
But water leaks in and I’m bailing
to stay afloat as I need to survive
make an impression and show I’m a...
Saturday 23rd December 2017 10:33 pm
Also by Rick Varden:
The Difference a Day Makes | The boy in short trousers | Acts of Human Kindness | SIGNS OF CHRISTMAS | The Loneliness of the long distance shopping trolley | My 12 Days of Christmas |RESISTANCE
RESISTANCE
We used to raid the freezer
in that dirty garage but cement
and dust made him cough.
His mother was a puritan;
he'd sniff and splutter when upset,
dance defiant on the car roof
then run off to town
giving her two fingers.
Winter mornings across ice,
spitting steamy gobs
through a face-hole in wool
with pale knees shivering
out of coa...
Saturday 23rd December 2017 8:11 pm
Also by john short:
BURGER QUEEN | PENSION MALDA | BISCUIT FACTORY |Kidnaping Santa Claus
Frost rich in the cold
another change in season
shifts acoss the lake
snow deep in pattered language
draped across early Christmas Morn
atomised in shackled light
Another year looking over the fences
callng out across the heavens
decoding the landscape in celberation
carving ice fillgres on the lake
reliving Christmas with a huge smile
...
Saturday 23rd December 2017 11:37 am
No title
Wish you well this Christmas
with lots and lots of this mus
an orgy lasting all next year
of chocolate cake and ginger beer.
Saturday 23rd December 2017 11:32 am
Smile
Just smile, love
For it's a new day.
Bright and warm.
Let it wash away
The stress of yesterday.
Smile, dear one.
Experience the joy
That comes with the evening.
Quiet and pure.
Let the peace fill you.
Smile for there is
No better time to be alive.
Saturday 23rd December 2017 7:10 am
Also by Dakota Steffen:
Saved | Hero | What To Do |She
She,
is not yet an old soul. Such apprenticeship has not yet begun.
Studiously she watches as you cite your second hand wisdom.
Bested by her innocence, such familiar nostalgia withers like the thick layer of dust it hides beneath.
Shaken and bruised like brine against an ice cube, the vermouth of your ideals is poured into an ill fitting glass.
Left feeling dirty you turn to d...
Saturday 23rd December 2017 6:57 am
The Furthest You Can Get
How far down can people get . How far to see the end . The end to all their troubles . How far to let them mend . They say Believe . Believe in What . A kind word hear or have we forgot . How much trouble has been caused . How much trouble when being Abused . How much light to light a fuse . And how much hurt when being accused . When all you have done is love .
Saturday 23rd December 2017 4:49 am
Also by Wendy Higson:
Merry Christmas to all on write out loud | When The Sun Shines | Grooming Gangs | BELITTLED | The Penine Way | Agression |Egomania
Karen into the psychiatrist did go.
" I'm having a problem with my husband called Jo,
He's insane and thinks he's a chick !
Its driving me mad,please do something quick !"
"How long has the problem existed ?"
"A year, to complain I resisted ."
"Why didn't you bring him in before?"
"To be honest we sold his eggs door to door."
"Methinks you should both remain here...
Friday 22nd December 2017 11:47 pm
Also by hugh:
The Snow |Losing You
Losing you hit a nerve that I thought could never be hit
pain that can never heal, pain that will never go away
tears that will never stop, or hurt that will never heal
memories that will never go away
Losing you made me realize that you was my world
no one could ever take your place
never fill in your shoes
love me like you did
Losing you was an eye opener
knowing lif...
Friday 22nd December 2017 9:02 pm
Maybe I love you
It fills an empty space in my chest I can't congest you made me feel easy no contest
My swollen feet can tell the rest
Friday 22nd December 2017 3:41 pm
Also by Youthfullyxx:
Distorted | Breathe | Me too | Lost | New |WHERE'S ONE HEADING
Soothe and joy flow towards,
groping for this thing one,
let the pious wall records,
to live the dream, you have nothing done.
Without any will,
without any toil,
what will be your skill,
for your doting soil.
Verity is clear,
your vision is lost,
triading the sphere,
which is triaded by most.
Heedless are all,
living for win,
planning gameball,
which i...
Friday 22nd December 2017 3:16 pm
Also by MANISHA SAINI:
FIGHT FOR REVAMP | PRIORITY STRIFE |GIRL WITH HER CHASING DREAMS
She love to fly..
She love to climb..
The girl who never cry..
Just love to make a rhyme..
One day she left her home alone and stuck in the land of butterflies..
That serenity that caught her mind, touch her soul and just passed by..
She wonder about her life which is so amazing..
The dreams that she is chasing..
Somehow a bit hazing..
But simply amazing..
She w...
Friday 22nd December 2017 3:13 pm
A Pint of Christmas Pudding - - - Please
The Oldknow welcomes
festive prolific return
rampant Stockport poets
Slightly stronger tasting
then pudding ale
Christmas beer available
Smooth and slick
eager eyes sparkled
crowd pleaser started
Mike held high
poetic electric buzz
poetry full volume
Local verdict unanimous
clapping for more
successful night ends
Big thank you
...Friday 22nd December 2017 1:37 pm
I Can Be That
When I close my eyes
I can picture us and you don't even know what you mean to me
It's your love that I crave and until you are mine my heart will not behave
So when you let me, I can be that for you
Giving you a love so pure my heart will be yours and your heart will be mine
I've had my share of heartbreaks and you've had yours but I wouldn't want to hurt you and bring so much ...
Thursday 21st December 2017 8:53 pm
Ruminations
Where my strangeness
meets your strangeness,
a home exists.
Without walls, absent judgement,
there is room only for expression,
the peeling paint
of self-discovery.
Thursday 21st December 2017 2:58 pm
My Life
I just want to get this off my chest. I know it’s not poetry but it’s all i’ve got.
I get bullied because i don’t have friends, because i’m pregnant and because i spend all my free time studying and talking to teachers. I find it funny how nobody has ever asked if i chose this for myself.
HA! Like i’d choose this for myself.
No, i’m pregnant because the one person i thought...
Thursday 21st December 2017 3:49 am
Also by Turtle Rawdon:
The Big Three |Thread
The words fell
falling like spores
from the softness of your mouth
Embroidered with ambiguity
they slip into the now
Woven to the cloth
As into the world
the mycelium runs
Through decaying harts
the fabric of love
Corrupting the dream
that ties two worlds to one
So blooms the fungus
Idiosyncrasies of love
Thursday 21st December 2017 12:05 am
Also by DESMOND CHILDS:
Phoenix | Rumours | Intruder | Poem of a moment | Leaving Ambiguity | beautiful grave |Xmas Oldknow Success
Thanks to all who took part in the poetry happening at the Oldknow, there was liberal variety and sheer quality throughout.
Merry Xmas and a Happy New Year to all!
Wednesday 20th December 2017 11:26 pm
Also by Stockport WoL:
December Collage Poem: Waves | Oldknow Xmas Poster |Moonlight
I casually looked up
from flicking through some book
and saw the way you stood
hell, we'd better look alive
while we've got the time
You met me by The Globe
the whole world waiting with bated breath
"are you in?" you purred
o, I'm in...
For one night only, we blew along the Southbank
I kissed you by the wheel
kissed you deep within the shadows
a thousand lights tied in the trees
Wednesday 20th December 2017 7:19 pm
molly
the truthful glance you cast upon me exhumed through the concrete of the casket and crushed me into a pulverized valentine's card, the ones smothered with sweet nothings onto a canvas donning a bleeding heart, and it dared to push through to the other side of this cuckoo house nest--the damned rib cage within this punctured chest. draping that valiant heart onto the shoulders of these blessed pall...
Wednesday 20th December 2017 6:28 am
Tattoo
I am covered in art.
Take a second to let that sink in
...
I am covered in the art of words.
They may be hidden on the skin that surrounds my body.
But they are there.
I know because I endured the pain it took to etch them across my skin.
They tell a story.
They have been created by a range of artists.
Which means that no style or font is the sam...
Wednesday 20th December 2017 4:32 am
Ready for you
I am a firecracker
Ready to smack ya
If you look in the wrong direction
Without self correction
I am a gentle wave
Always ready to cave
When you look at me with love
Sent from up above
I am an open ocean
Ready for any commotion
When it looks like you can't cope
I'll be your saving rope
I am a fertile field
Ready to fully yield
When you look green with jealousy
And suc...
Wednesday 20th December 2017 12:42 am
Also by Wonderer:
The shell | In the desolate city of my mind | Integrated | Last resort |Lost Soul
Plagued by depression
on a blades edge reflecting.
He feel the cold steel caress him
soul peeled from presence now his ghost fill the heavens.
Bereft lady luck so he swigged liquid death,
push needle past flesh to rid evils banish stress.
Demons vanquish men a past hollowed by the pen,
hollow eyed again sparking up the stem
he prophesied at Zen.
Self destructive,
liquor burst the walls o...
Tuesday 19th December 2017 3:23 pm
Longest night
I tore down the blinking lights
They’d been put to shame
By the police car’s
Tuesday 19th December 2017 12:00 pm
Atheist
Can I be saved?
Smite me, Lord I do not believe.
Sins of good intentions.
Relieve me, release me redeem me.
Give me a purpose worth bowing for.
I just need more, let me bleed for bliss.
Lord I am hungry.
Starving for the ignorance you bring, Lord lay your hand on me.
Lead me, I need your light I was never taught to love.
I am blind, Lord give me your sight.
Heed me, I'm unsure...
Monday 18th December 2017 7:42 pm
Lonnie's First Christmas Pudding
Okay, listen up, y’all.
I spent Christmas in England,
And this is what I saw.
They got something called a Christmas Pudding
I don’t know why--it ain’t got no pudding in it at all.
It’s just a big fruity mess
Rotting in fat and alcohol.
First they take dried fruit, sugar, and peelings,
Mix it with some flour, spices, eggs, and brandy,
Add some stuff I can’t remember,
...
Monday 18th December 2017 11:11 am
Unspoken
Awake in a world that is asleep,
Always in a constant fluctuation of chaos,
My spirit seeks balance and peace.
Solitude has become my friend,
For the crowd that is riding the wave has unconsciously become my enemy,
Negativity is toxic.
My energy is prescious,
I must protect it,
Cherish it,
Everyone is not worthy.
Monday 18th December 2017 1:54 am
Also by Gabrielle Renee':
Tired |Battlefield of love
Emotional fortress built with broken stones,
Battle ram rushing a chill down my bones.
Forecast rain and mist,
Cutting down my sight,
Loud cries followed by their echoes,
On this battlefield of love.
Throwing spears and arrows,
Shaped as yelled sentences,
Directed at my heart,
Even the quiet whispers are able to do their part.
As the gates came crushing,
You just stood still.
S...
Sunday 17th December 2017 10:52 pm
Self-defence, class
Shaking when I walked into his shop,
Thoughts of the beautiful, white Crescent Moon
Lost in the ebony sky of late November.
Fled like winter sleet melted,
The glint of the knife on that coal black night
The one in the hoodie, with no facial tattoo,
Lunged forward screaming into thin air:
“Put the fucking money in there!”
So what'd he get? In the blink of an eye?
T...
Sunday 17th December 2017 8:46 pm
Also by John E Marks:
SINGULARITIES |THE RAIN
Each day comes and goes, the calendar never lies
On each month it appears, but with a red signal
The moon seems dull, never has it been bright
Nimbus clouds on the sky
The rain is heavy, quite unbearable to be precise
Seems like a tornado, the storm is drowning me
The earthquakes are intense too, what a sleepless night
The inner clouds are slowly shedding off
...Sunday 17th December 2017 6:01 pm
Maria Dominica
Verse 1
The wild winds tear out in the night
As Maria rips the roofs off with all of her might.
Destroying everything she can
Till the people cry out in vain and fright
The rain, then mud it falls and falls
I cannot clear the image out
Chorus
Gonna take a lot to keep me away from there
There's a lot that 100 men can do
Gonna take some time to make it right again.
...Saturday 16th December 2017 2:59 pm
Also by Jack Lillingston:
AFTER THE LAST DANCE | UGANDA |Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #47 {My Safe Haven}
{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #47} {My Safe Haven}
You are my
safe haven as
you wrap me up
into your heroic
? angel arms to
protect me from
all those
trespasser that
trespasses against
me and this is
actually the only
time I feel at
ease with my
freedom and life
with so much
comfort as I
hate it when I
have to leave
this plac...
Saturday 16th December 2017 1:36 pm
Also by Chiari Warrior Soldier:
Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #46 {What Friendship Is} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #45 {One Last Time} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #44 {Just The Way You Are} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #43 {My Sleeping ? Angel Lily} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #42 {Dear Brother} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #41 {His Smile} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #40 {Shh Sleep Tight} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #39 {Alone With My Unknowns} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #38 {She Love's The Cold} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #37 {Multiple Personalities Disorder} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #36 {No Mental illnesses With Chiari} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #35 {I Will Not Live In Fear} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #34 {You'll Never Understand} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #33 {Ignoramus You} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #32 {I Am Holding You} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #31 {The Nerve Of Some People} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #30 {It's Always Been Him} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #29 {Rose's Are Red Poems #5} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #28 {Rose's Are Red Poems #4} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #27 {Rose's Are Red Poems #3} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #26 {Rose's Are Red Poems #2} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #25 {Rose's Are Red Poems #1} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #24 {Unsolved Mysteries} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #23 {Lucifer} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #22 {I Can Do Bad All By Myself} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #21 {Just The Way You Are} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #20 {Every Evening} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #19 {Living Death Traps} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #18 {He Just Don't Realize That I Still Care} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #17 {Can't Sleep At Night} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #16 {I Am All Confused?} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #15 {Hopeless Romantic} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #14 {My Story} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #13 {No Southern Belle's Or Gentleman Far As My Can See} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #12 {White Snow Flakes} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #11{Noiseless Silence} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #10 {One Wish} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #9 {My Shawty} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #8 {What A Typical Man Wants In A Woman?} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #7 {A Story About Me I Will Always Tell It} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #6 {His Rhythm} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #5 {His Lying Eye's} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #4 {No More Love Here} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #3 {When You Are Not Happy} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #2 {Sometimes} | Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #1 {What A Southern Queen Feels} | Flash Backs `N` Nightmares | Satan's Child | How Blessed I Am To Have You | I Do Believe | Once Was His Queen | Drape The Flag Over My Casket | We Stand Army Strong | Time To Move On | Where Does The Time Go To | You Best Let Me Know | What Is Arnold Chiari Malformation Disease | Hey Baby | War Paint | Time | Desirable Lust | Let These Boot's Do The Walking | I Will Not Let You Beat Me Down | In The Big House Now | Keepin` It Country | California~Birmingham Skies | No Guarantees | My Forever Sleeping ? Angel Daughter Lily | Baby No Hand's Needed | She's Trying | The Awaited Love Of A Lifetime | She Misses Him Badly | His Eye's~His Everything | She's Shy | Angry Quote #10 | Conceit And Vanity Quote #1 | His Writing | His Writing | He Was Her Drug Of Choice | He Was Gone With The Wind | I Feel You In My Bones | I'm About To Lose My Mind | Conceit And Vanity Quote #2 | Conceit And Vanity Quote #3 | Hold My Hand | Mad At Myself | With This ? Rose | Choice's | Thug Life Quote/Of Mine #2 | Thug Life Quote/Of Mine #1 | Sometimes You Forget About Yourself | Rare Brain Disease | A Crime Of Loving Him | Black ? Sheep | Mother Earth | How Do I Stop Thinking Of Him? | Bad Luck With Love | Only Love Him | My Juicy Bubble Gum Yum~Yum | His Southern Berry Yum~Yum | I Know You Want Me | Sister's By Blood But Distant By ? Heart | Just A Lick | I Have Listened | Hayloft | Pleasure Me | The Pain | What We Deserve | Sadness Has Stolen My ? Heart | Don't Wait | I Run Away From You | Diseased Brain |Albert Lemmon Sees The End.
The world don't end the way y'all think it do.
It ain't no alien invasions, or no world wars or no crap like that. And it ain't no natural disasters or prophecies neither...
And, it wasn't really all the way over when it seemed to be all over.
Trust me, the end was only just beginnin'...
Let me tell it how I seen it, again and again. It was 0930 on Monday, July the 4th, in the year 2,067A.D....
Saturday 16th December 2017 3:45 am
Also by Javis T.:
Breathe. |Crafted
Crafted
love like a sculptor shapes us all
with skilled and practised hands
smooths a sharpness here, an angle there,
melts edges with tears
cuts away with a ruthless knife
the clay no longer needed
and in time we become
what we never thought we could be
step out of the dark to a braver world
glory in our new found beauty
our crafted strength
and smile at t...
Friday 15th December 2017 9:19 pm
Last Chance
Last Chance
I took a Fiat Volvo back to 1606.
Raining. Dark.
Shakespeare was coming out the Globe,
full of himself, tragic, a whore on his arm.
‘Get in!’ I shouted. He ignored me.
‘Right,’ I said; ‘Last chance.’
But the girl he was with gave me the V sign,
carried him off into the shadows.
Friday 15th December 2017 7:31 pm
Also by Terry Jones:
exchanges | Cast | Collecting Bins at Emily Bronte’s | Lovers By the Ice-Age Tarn | Aubade | Moth-Print Spring | Apparitions | your-hope | Spuds | power company |Who Will Go Through The Door
Who will say they have no fear?
Who would say they see, as if the door weren't there?
Who will dare?
Who will grab the knob without care?
Who would dare even knock or stare?
When all the signs say beware?
Do not laugh, I am sincere.
Even if you were sin clear.
Making the sign read enter here.
With your life spent trying to prepare.
Watching others go th...
Friday 15th December 2017 5:34 pm
Also by 220August:
As Dogs Chase Cars | There is comfort in the creaking of the stairs | For the Longings of the Bard’s Vessel’s Vein |Brick Wall
I've built a
wall around
myself.
I keep even
my loved ones
out.
They are hurt
and think I
am mad at
them.
No, I just don't
want to bring
them down.
I don't want
to make them
depressed too.
Shirley Smothers
Friday 15th December 2017 5:16 pm
Also by Shirley Smothers:
Snow | Lucky | Poetry | My Heart |Depth Charge
Sitting here in semi lucid contemplation
I started thinking about depth perception
So here's my conclusion that you can keep
Depth perception is very, very deep!
Friday 15th December 2017 1:14 pm
Also by Duncan McKenzie Ross:
Wanted to call this 'F**k You Heroin' or 'From Mirror to Mirror' but decided upon 'No Problem' (I think) | R.T.U. |Jitters
She woke up with jitters
Drenched in sweat were her clothes
She didn't know what had happened
Watching all around, into darkness she tore
Something was causing the goosebumps
On her hands and the back of her neck
She chose to ponder around
Ignoring the sirens in her head
"I did have some friends with me
What were their names?"
Her mind was a mess
Was she ...
Friday 15th December 2017 10:47 am
Also by Thedarkpoetess:
Would they care? |What Of Laughter
What of the writings of laughter?
What of the humble ramblings?
The vain attempts to expound something
so small,
so soulful,
they only write what happens after.
What of the thought of laughter?
Of remembering the soul shaking,
of heartwarming,
stomach aching.
Of teary eyes and the best way to lose the quiet game.
They skipped to the next chapter.
What ...
Friday 15th December 2017 5:38 am
Also by Sarah Mae:
Sitting in the Stream of Consciousness | Touch | Starting Point | Shapes |The Maze
No light is seeping through the cracks
Of a formidable, never-ending maze.
Running, as if from the darkness,
Then tripping— ground meets face.
Surrounded by all the stone walls,
Never finding anything, but a dead end around
each corner.
Days transition into nights—
An extensive fight, proving to be torture.
Blessed days happen occasionally,
As the sun shines...
Thursday 14th December 2017 8:41 pm
The Doll's smile
Dolce and beautiful,
Smiling and enchanting,
Alluring the world,
Queen of a kid's heart,
Her smile allures the kid
disappearing the loneliness.
The gorgeous innocent smiling doll
She never complained,
just smiled and smiled,
She was the companion
of Solitude.
She was a friend,
a best friend indeed.
who was a giver
and just a giver.
She was played with,
Twisted and rolled,
...
Thursday 14th December 2017 7:45 pm
Christmas
A rain of dreams on the night landscape
A childhood illusion that yearns to celebrate
the joy of new dawns...
The warm gesture of friendship
Awakening from a dream that seeks
the miracle in where love is reborn
© Noris Roberts
Thursday 14th December 2017 6:34 pm
Memories of a warmer solstice
Stalking ghosts with horns and hooves
resolve into elderly elms and oaks.
A hundred hungry barking squirrels argue
with the dawn’s reluctant acorns
while damp mist sits cold and earthy
in my chilly nostrils.
I stretch wearily and release my stiff back
finally and gladly from the yew’s hard caress.
I can taste hot pancakes,
sharp bright blueberries
and thick sticky syr...
Thursday 14th December 2017 4:18 pm
Your words
I am a hunter of words, stalking my prey requires patience and creativity.
Some days I starve, allusive words hide in the forest of my mind, I can only glimpse them, as they rush out of the bushes, blowing on my neck as they fly by.
So imagine my surprise, as a sizeable word lingers, watching me, almost testing me, the eyes say try.
I know now that my pray lives in others, ...
Thursday 14th December 2017 10:37 am
Also by Luke:
Cyber survival |views and all that
it might just be you
i don’t know when
i started thinking of this
can’t put a pin in where it all started
over a year ago, i’d say
maybe you were a charmer and
maybe i was easily charmed
but
you’ve always had a spot
with me
a spot if you ever wanted it
can honestly say i would
drop everything
to just try us
to just try what we could be
not majo...
Thursday 14th December 2017 6:07 am
Cycle
Burning emotions slow me down
Need to decide which side I'm on
Right or Wrong
To which both i can't hold on
Slipping from reality
Can't seem to find a motivational gravity
Pulled away and I collide
Cleared my head as my heart subsides
In this moment I shall find
Another reason to live this lie
Soon it's over and so I weep
Can't make sense of this endless ...
Wednesday 13th December 2017 3:32 pm
Also by Kadin:
Sleep |Nothing
Everything hurts
I can't look up
I can't look down
I am stuck inside
I am stuck behind my walls
Closed off
Safe
I am otherness
never able to fully join in
I know you won't love me
So I will never let you even try
I will speak for you
I will act everything out for you
So that you can't really see me
I am sorry what did you say?
I was busy isolating myself
I was busy bera...
Wednesday 13th December 2017 3:17 pm
Also by Charlotte Colvin:
Written to George Fitzgerald Boxed In |Love Me Back
Why can't you just love me back?
You know it's the right thing to do.
Everyone knows we belong together.
Everyone except for you.
Why can't you just love me back?
I hate to play this game.
Though after all the push and pull
I love you just the same.
Why won't he just love me back?
I ask the moon up high.
And then I get an answer:
You have to say goodbye.
Wednesday 13th December 2017 2:01 am
Also by Lyrical Lexa:
Coltrane | Sunday Morning | Hurricanes | Aloof | Not a Thing |The Fear of Being Alone
The dark is everything wrong with this world.
It holds all the lies, fears, and rage within.
This is why the dark is a powerful foe.
It's like this home is the new underworld.
There is no will or hope that I will win.
My heart is now covered in painful snow.
The world tells me to give up, and I have.
I have found that nothing will last forever.
Through heartake and pai...
Tuesday 12th December 2017 11:00 pm
Also by Tryston Strickland:
Alone in the world | My New Found Love | Love Has It's Price |Forvie, March 2017
Dunes...
And then the sand flowed like the tide
Shifting the land at the wave edge of the sea
A vast striated plane of drifting whirling grains:
Aged dunes lost to the wail will of the wind.
As we walked close by the sea suck and ripple
The bound beach rose and swallowed our grounded feet
We seemed to be free floating sand cloud high
In the sandsmoke drifts rushing to their...
Tuesday 12th December 2017 3:17 pm
Also by Chris Armstrong:
Absalom's Rise | Lunch with my Grandmother | I read a poem |Choose Life
For anyone thinking of suicide...I send you light love and keep u in my prayers... May you know love and find compassion when u need it the most. May u always love urself first. May you hold onto the fact that if u love urself that's enough. May you find your smile through your tears. May u know without a doubt that u are not alone. May u believe that u do matter, u will be missed and u are lov...
Tuesday 12th December 2017 3:10 pm
The Man That Gravity Forgot.
I still think about you a lot
But in the most selfish way
Wishing I could float my way to heaven
And find the words to say
Are you scared
Are you alone?
Are you happy
Is it home?
I'm scared to move on
I'm alone inside my head
I'm happy when I think of you
Your home is here instead
I wish I could trade you places
But I know that's wished a lot
At the very least can I be
The man...
Monday 11th December 2017 1:52 pm
Beating Banality
Banality beckons because
beaten, battered by boredom
bright brains become blind;
bludgeoned by bearded beliefs
But before being broken by bad behaviour
Bitten, burnt, belittled, bereft
Be bold, be brave -
Believe better battles breathe beyond
Sunday 10th December 2017 9:42 pm
Also by David Lindsay:
Grand Old Lady | The Interview |The Angels
I saw the footsteps of an angel
Within the deep pools of blood
No one noticed the scarlet halo
Because angels are meant to be good
No one mourned the demons
No one shed a tear
No one noticed the angels descend
Until there was nothing to feel but fear
The angels smiled as they hurt you
And laughed as our children cried
There were no demons left to save the pe...
Sunday 10th December 2017 8:52 pm
Also by Natalie Rupik:
A letter to my Demon |Strange to think...
Strange to think of people gone
on a day such as this.
As walking I go, breathing to heaven
with all the other moving souls
filing into into the lamp lit station,
A thick procession of winter coats
like mourners at a funeral keeping
a grand silence between us.
Are the dead looking down at us?
Ferrying terminal to terminal
in the lonely rattling dark
running circular with our flawed...
Saturday 9th December 2017 11:15 pm
When The Breezes Come
When breezes come and make branches shake.
When the snow leans on twigs until they break.
The colourful decorations will still shine through.
Because this tree is special, Robins think so too!
Other trees in the world maybe steeped in fame.
The Hardy Tree and The Hyperion just 2 to name
The Major Oak, in which Robin Hood would hide.
The Sunland Baobab, which has a little bar inside!
T...
Saturday 9th December 2017 2:03 pm
Also by Mike Bartram:
The Non Badge Holder...'Blue Badge Limp' | The Snowman |i search for love on a cold dead morning
in the mornings, full of dread
i like to lay strands of my greasy hair
over my eyes, refocus, cornea stretching, scratching
allowing the silvery threads to become clearer
others to fade away, traces of breath on a freezing window
each hair picked out, some whispered, some blinding
like a motorway system designed by a madman
the veins of something not quite there
Saturday 9th December 2017 1:14 pm
Also by Stuart Buck:
don't breathe |extremist
She is tired. She does get tired.
She is tired of pretending to be strong. Like things were always all right. She is tired of being left alone. She has this friend inside. This voice in her head keeps on yelling that she’s stupid, worthless, and pathetic. Darkness loves her so much that he clothed her with fear and anxiety.
At night while she sleeps, he comes like a robber then takes her hap...
Saturday 9th December 2017 9:12 am
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