GIVE THANKS
Give thanks for every step you take
that you can make it,
thanks for each thought
that you can think it.
Bless each moment's constant rebirth
then give thanks for the bounty of mother earth.
Tuesday 31st December 2019 9:57 pm
New Year's Eve 2
The Champagne
has left our heads swimming,
feeling idiotic and in love
as two young lovers
skinny-dipping at midnight,
readying to leap into the darkness
of another year
with only the compass
of our foolish passion
to guide us.
-
I have drunk so much the dead are
coming back to me,
the ones we crossed arms
and promised not to forget,
ferrying back across
the dark waters of m...
Tuesday 31st December 2019 9:21 pm
A rose garden at altitude under occupation
The unpurged images of day
Will not give me away to complacency
Even after fifty years of Chinese
Occupation we Tibetans continue
To resist, especially in mid-winter
When we picture our rose garden,
The secret garden of our soul,
A place where all that is, is good
And all that is, is fine
Is writ in large, in watery wine:
Written in a tender-script divi...
Tuesday 31st December 2019 9:04 pm
Also by John E Marks:
CALCULUS | Poem for an anonymous Moorish Poet on the defeat at Seville November 1248 | The flowers of the forest | Lost in translation | To the crags, where eagles soar | A winter blossoming | A continuing calvary | To the Ghost-dancers of the Sioux | Manchester | Forget-me-not | Call it dreaming | Christmas roses | Wild is the way | Tabula Rasa | For Cathy, poet | On the Narrow road | Love will tear us apart, again | The Alpha and Omega | Nothing more | Burnham Beeches with Anna, 1985 | The solitary rose of your breath | A shadow behind the sun | Suttee |OLD YEAR - NEW YEAR
As Father Time now wipes an eye and takes a long look ahead
Past a moment when half the world celebrates...with the other snug in bed,
Let us take stock and ponder whether we really did the best we could
In the days of the year that now fade away - like dusty bluebells in a wood.
Did we fail when called upon to act or say the things we ought?
Did we shrink from giving.when the most...
Tuesday 31st December 2019 6:41 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:
WHEN CHRISTMAS COMES AROUND | CHARITY AND CHARITIES |Invitus et al
Invitus das da spang
Invitus boot ma link
Corga mi slank innerdank
Pobe na fang ma yade
Dr flik.
Oh oh mozzie brittel
Flag bon fang da boot
Na clagger
Na yark
Na mudder ban ittle.
Wranfler fi bornet:. VC Pkinki
Tuesday 31st December 2019 5:00 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:
2000 miles | t h i n k i n g s i d e w a y s |Old Year Eve"
This last day off to sleep
It was great to see it weep
365 days went rolling by
Only 1/4th left to die
Shall i cry, bidding goodbye
So many memories, i need to cry
Nineteenth year of a Millennium celebration
Making it's way to handsome jubilation
All the lessons learned and unlearned
Gifted us with hope, peace and felt loved
As the evening ...
Tuesday 31st December 2019 3:55 pm
Small Promises
Out there beyond the hill
Lights twinkle in time with distant voices
Preparing for the new year,
Making small promises of things to come,
Promising small victories of things to overcome.
What will they remember
When they look back at the year,
The fickle promises collapsing around them
Or the achievements made,
Or the constant redirections to get them through anothe...
Tuesday 31st December 2019 11:14 am
Also by kimberly:
Recurring Dream | Cold Rushing In | More... | How We Begin | Sensations | In the Dead of Winter | Wine Thursday | Weekly Sessions | Climbing up the Walls | Daydreaming | Looking Back | Name That Tune | Searching | Delicate | The Train |New Year
Discard the ageing twighlight,
Embrace the soothing dawn,
The seduction of change, do not fight,
There's a chance to be re-born.
You see hope glimmering,
Amongst the shards of defeat,
The rays of belief,
Amongst the rain and the sleet.
Mourn no more your weary feet,
Profane is your sorrow and despair
The new year is here to greet,
So surrender to your fut...
Tuesday 31st December 2019 10:36 am
Also by Charlie White:
Date night 1 |I want just us to be!!
I love you
This is the only truth
I want us to be
That is what my heart feels
So don't play with me
Just sink it in
Let things be
I just want us to be
It's my only prayer
So don't mess with it
Just settle all affair
Dark or light
Black or white
Sad or happy
Everything belongs us to be
Life or death
Freedom or not
Till my last breath
I want just...
Tuesday 31st December 2019 9:23 am
No Words to Explain
No words can explain
They ask me why, what do you see
I have no words to explain
No reason why she is working for me
Millions of people will be better than any reason
Millions of notions will trump her by far
No reason why she is raising the bar
Her smile is in the breeze of the sea
My heart is at peace, to let it be
Her kindness, like the waves washin...
Tuesday 31st December 2019 8:28 am
I Am a Naughty Ditty
I Am a Naughty Ditty
I am a naughty ditty
I joined the saucy crowd
Drove moderators round the bend
For speaking up too loud
To pay for my transgressions
They'll dig me deep (a grave)
At midnight they will Archive me
Because I can't behave
Eth? I can't help it......I'm tearing up.....
Don't fret pet.....You can still dig it up.....
It w...
Tuesday 31st December 2019 8:05 am
Also by Don Matthews:
LMS Is Taking Off | London Smog and New Research | Abou Ben Adhem for Today's Poets | Plink, Plink, Plink | 10,000 Miles to your Blank Screen | Three Christmas Poems From Downunder | I've Just Got a Shock About Santa | Governed by a Two-Edged Knife | I Was Wrong | Scriptwriter | Supertramp. Ahead of Their Time (1974) | Meeting Turns to Crap | Ethel and Bert | 40, 42, 41, 44 | A Perfect Fit | Write-Off | The Letter Writer | Crowder | But I Like Helium Balloons | Side-glancing in an Argentinian Cafe | The Newsagent | Publisher Wanted | Doomy Gloomy | Does No-one Know Where Rose Is ? | Brains to Practice On | The Lady of the GPS | Fluffer Round With Flowery Words | What is The Like-Minders Society ? | Learning Haiku – Important Point |Enough
The humm of distant traffic gently fills my ears,
It will pass us by, our proximity soon forgot,
It will rapidly move beyond our confusion and tears,
In short, it will do what we cannot.
So many memories to cherish down the years,
So many moments to never be forgot,
But I'm tired of being tested to comfort your fears,
In the end, I'm either good enough as me, or I am not.
Tuesday 31st December 2019 7:20 am
Also by Jason Bayliss:
Darkling Shadow | Truth & Lies | Haemo-spherical | House Of Glass | Love Doesn't Always Mean Like | Cracked Pot and Scuffed Pan | Responsible | Stand Up | Stoic | I'm Tired | Angular | Highway Code |...In The Ink...
Stellar wounds flickering…
Can I ask a question of the lights I cannot seem to touch?
Why is it so deeply you fascinate gazes in horrendous distances?
Come closer to feel the street.
I say your anguish is remarkable.
A fall to the very whim.
Root; antique war weaponry.
Seeds; the overbearing gust.
Those dreams beneath the stones.
Human dexterity; textures of ea...
Tuesday 31st December 2019 3:58 am
Also by Mimi:
...In Admiration... | ...Things With No Sound... | ...Nevertheless... | ...After These Hours... |Homeless,for a key and a door I continuously pray !
I sit outside a bank appealing for loose change,
I'm looked down upon as if something strange.
People pass as if I am not there,
Avoiding even giving me a glare.
Unfortunately there are many of us on the street,
Getting something in my cup is quite a feat.
Yesterday was tough I was soaked to the skin,
But ended up with a cup with something in.
Eight quid in change...
Monday 30th December 2019 9:19 pm
Also by hugh:
'Twas the night before Christmas | A tribute to Sara Britcliffe our new M.P. A baby of the house,only 24 ! | Spinning a yarn |The Fool
I lost out to the fool
who listened only to the proud
shut his ears to the complex
and shouted banalities out loud.
I lost out to the fool
who believed only the vain
graduated in the university
of who can I ridicule and blame.
I lost out to the fool
who trod the well-paced path
never strayed from its borders
now he will suffer my wrath.
Monday 30th December 2019 4:43 pm
Also by Jon Stainsby:
Lead me on | Beautiful You | The ledge | Goodbye voice |SHED
SHED
love
unrequited
rejected
spited
jealousy
couldn't fight it
enraged
labelled
tagged
devastation
regurgitation
stigmatized
begged
cried
ostracized
drug hazed
guise
self
loathed
rough
road
facing
gales
bond
bails
shaemeless
aimless
bedded
shredded
romped
stomped
stamped
tramp
pills...pills...pills
buried
still
suppression
depression
inside
dead
shed...s...
Monday 30th December 2019 2:29 pm
Also by cindylee loucks:
EVERYDAY | SEASON OF ME | UGLY DUCK |Hashbrown Town
I took a trip down Hashbrown Town,
To take a look around, and found,
Everything there, was textured-triangle
With angles rounded, and not at all Square
Unlike Toblerone Town, where everything is,
Monochrome mocha, with sides geometrically true
T'was more akin to deep-down, Old Dorito City way
Having uneven slopes, covered in a crispy-golden hue
Milling around, downtown Hashbrown Town,
...
Monday 30th December 2019 1:53 pm
Also by Doug Berry:
A Nature of London | Searching for the Spirit of the Season |Baby In A Shoe Box
Baby in a shoe box
left in a dumpster
behind the grocery store
weak but alive
barely breathing
found by a tramp
looking for stale bread
now he has a baby
in a shoe box
who left it and why?
someone hoped
it would not be found
a burden
that could not be dealt with
the mother changed her mind
had second thoughts
the father distant
unin...
Monday 30th December 2019 12:02 pm
Also by d.knape:
Planning My Own Funeral | NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS | Christmas Lights | Christmas Wish | Mother's Lament | Mother | Public Domain | Things My Mother Taught Me | Letter To My Daughter | Crescent Moon | Men In Homes | COWS---A poem by O.L. Buzzerd | See Something, Write Something | We Live To Eat | Then It Hit Me | KOREA | RATS | Book End | Easy Pickings | Whale Fall | Vaults Of Wisdom | Stupid Old People | Waiting Room | IT | Solid Ground | IF THE TURKEY COULD TALK | My Enemy |Finding a Way Down
Finding a way down
Twisting and turning
Orient crucial at every turn
Wait for the water to still
A mirrored pool
Thoughts already had,
A breath already taken.
The dissociation begins.
Pieces falling out of place
A calm mind essential.
No mind present
Left now right, up down, now and never.
The broken string
Dissonant promise of love.
All is lost, and never was
The ill father c...
Monday 30th December 2019 10:02 am
Also by nightflower:
Come. Let's swim. | Untitled - 2 | Untitled. | Poet by nature, not by practice. |The noise of life
You could let
A lot of things
Bother you
If you wanted to
The daylight
Breaking your sleep
The darkness
Of cold mornings
The noise
Of life
Dragging you
Along
Passing you by
Taking you in
And
Under
The people
Asking too much
Or too little
The gaps
Where things ought
To be
But aren't
The traffic and
The travel
When
Everything
Should
Stand still
The freeze an...
Monday 30th December 2019 8:21 am
Also by Twilbury Wist:
Shopping | The Aunty Phoenix |Selfish
You call me selfish for trying to take what is mine, and mine only, and do with it as I wish
Your claim and the belief behind it, is even more so
And, though you may not realize, all you are doing is prioritizing your pain over mine
You pacify your fear of heartache with my suffering
So tell me true, if you were in my shoes - if you overlooked your own feelings to e...
Monday 30th December 2019 1:59 am
Also by In Her Head:
Truthful Lie | Garden Greed | What Sits Behind Blue Eyes |Burn
This abusive relationship
Was never supposed to take a life
When it's all you think you deserve
A death wish can seemed like love
I believe you that no one understands
Societies can never true love
The road was traveled just abandoned
By the fuckers that gave it a promise
Leaving wasn't an option
We're all looking for a home with a nameless face
The person that loves us the most is ...
Monday 30th December 2019 12:14 am
Also by Mikey V Kinsey:
I Was Never a Enough | Giant | (untitled) |46
I wish I could rewind to before
When things seemed much easier
Somewhat childlike and innocent
Tinged with a longing for something more
Your way with words
Had me falling in love
While I was busy falling too deep
You kept me at arms length, too afraid to try
I want you to come home to me
Nestle in between warm blankets
With the windows wide open
...Sunday 29th December 2019 7:59 pm
Also by Cait Abbott:
The Greenhouse | Ghosts Passing in the Night | The Marks | Storm in a Teacup | Suffer | Do Not Disturb | Limbo | Ascend |Betwixt
Inspired by this time space we currently find ourselves in....
The land of betwixt and between
What's been
Versus
What is unseen
Next year hints
A clarity
Of vision
Perfect for
Leap year
Decisions!
Sunday 29th December 2019 4:53 pm
Also by Ruth O'Reilly:
Christmas Angels | Mistletoe Mistakes | The gift of words | Out of body | Solstice state of mind | Christmas game of cat & mouse | I-solation |Forest Fire
STOP the world I want to get off
with you, in a space
neither left nor right, east or west.
It's time to feel the reaction to all our action,
feel the recoil of our scattergun shot.
And feeling undeserving of sleep
we yearn the stronger to dream.
And in this dream space, and thanking God
we are here to help one another,
in this wood, blundering through the trees,
forced this way b...
Sunday 29th December 2019 4:04 pm
Also by Adam Whitworth:
Rising Waters | The Pledge | A Sonnet Of Sorts | Along English Lines | Let's All Dye Our Hair Grey | On Being Asked | Neighbour To A Mirror | Dressed In Easy Colours |Oldest Teenagers
I need you to be
This for me
I know it’s not
Who you are
But it’s a start
And I’ll be
That
For you
And sometimes
We’ll trade places
Without
Telling each other
Sunday 29th December 2019 2:26 am
Also by Robert C Gaulke:
life- the movie | you're such a nurse | last year | Strangers | Rhyme Scheming | Security | At happiness headquarters |A NIGHT OF REFLECTION
A NIGHT OF REFLECTION.
Some is for healing other times learning or growth
Each time different but the same a soul level oath
There's no words to explain although life lessons were had
Each one a revelation some happy some sad
And as I move forward l left my painful memories in the wake
Because my heart rises with more love and less hate
This levels only reached through n...
Sunday 29th December 2019 2:17 am
The Sand
Sunday 29th December 2019 12:49 am
Also by A Peterson:
The Whole | God | Plight of the Feather | Band of Brothers | The Universe | Window | The Mask | Addiction | Finding yourself | Under the Big Top |Job Loss
A job loss
Can feel
Like someone died
Saturday 28th December 2019 11:39 pm
Also by Shirley Smothers:
A Child | Blank Page | Poetic Highs | Candle |Alpine Village in France
Coffee white treetops
at elevated heights.
Road awash with ski shoes
and Polaroid eyes,
to view a summit
adorned by a solar mood.
Saturday 28th December 2019 11:33 pm
Also by David Addington:
DIY SHAMAN | BRITAIN SINCE THE NOUGHTIES | How to survive the apocalypse | It’s Rock Jim, but not as we know it | Birds play war |t'Posh Lad
I had cause to question if I was suited to a “posh” university like Durham as soon as I landed there.
It was Freshers’ Week and there were any number of events planned to welcome us. One was a meet-‘n’-greet for our hall corridor. But let me say from the off that Durham, viewing itself as Britain’s third best university, didn’t have halls of residence but pretentiously aped Oxford and Cambri...
Saturday 28th December 2019 5:23 pm
Also by John Coopey:
AWAITING A LEADER (A CHRISTMAS CAROL) | LE PERE FOUETTARD | THE BODY | "BLAME IT ON THE BOOGIE" | HE'LL HAVE TO GO | "ALL LIES AND JEST" | COS HE'S A LIAR (BUT YOU'RE NOT BOTHERED THAT HE LIES | THE MORE THAT IT CHANGES |Humanity Washed Ashore
Refuges looking everywhere
for shelter, peace
and a morsel to eat
are driven away from all shores.
The sea-water has swept away
many hopes for life.
As ruthless currents overturn their boat
their bodies swarm the seashore
where vultures and death-eaters sit expectant.
They are thankful
to the inventors of war.
Today humanity has been crowned
while many dreams h...
Saturday 28th December 2019 3:16 pm
Full Circle
When I was young I loved a man
Who loved me as no other had
Alas, he had to set me free
For at the time it could not be
I knew we had to part our ways
Yet in our hearts an ember stayed
Now and then it did ignite
A flame of memories, a guiding light
A beacon not to be ignored
Ever drawing us toward
The time again when we could be
Together in simplicity.
Here that time, at last, has co...
Saturday 28th December 2019 12:17 pm
Assay
An uprooted tree lies ebbing in the street.
The one who pledged everyone with a refuge
is herself in exigent need.
People come, see the fallen one.
Not a soul seems to be concerned.
Zero, zilch, nada, none.
They don't remember
those cloistered, sizzling infernos of June
those solitary, shivering nights of witchy new moons
and those
sodden, sultry volleys of pouring monsoons
...
Friday 27th December 2019 10:04 pm
Also by Chandra S.:
Laissez-faire |3 x new poems published
Seasons greetings...
After been away for a few days over Christmas, have come back to discovethree new poems of mine have appeared in three different journals.
Enjoy!
Andy N
"Exit Wounds" has appeared on Panoply
https://panoplyzine.com/Exit-Wounds-Andy-N/
"Christmas from Winter to Spring" has appeared on Cajun Mutt Press https://cajunmuttpress.wordpress.com/2019/12/25/c...
Friday 27th December 2019 8:12 pm
No Drive
Soon self-driving cars will be the norm
And we will long for the days behind
Because we are unable to just go for a ride
Without a destination in mind
Friday 27th December 2019 7:12 pm
Also by Joe Marcello:
I Need a Raise | Looking Good | Perfect Strike |Recognition universally
Recognition Universally
Thursday,26th December 2019
Not the wish alone
something more has to be done
yesterday has gone
today only something has to be done
if it was the world of dreamers
many areas may usher
where there won't be any reality
but only frustration and desirability
who will take the responsibility?
and restore the credibility
it has ...
Friday 27th December 2019 4:47 pm
Also by Hasmukh Mehta:
Imagery world | Poetry is an art | Nature is our savior | Trade & territory | Find the heaven |Signs of Christmas
We want so much for snow to fall
But through it all, nature predominates
Many signs though of festive proof
even though no snow appears on roof
Berries protuberant, and holly too
Ice forming amidst the water blue
of lake or pond and a stream or two
As the signs of winter transpire and ensue
Carpets of golden leaves still show
But alas no emergence of sleet or s...
Friday 27th December 2019 2:24 pm
Also by Rick Varden:
At Christmas time with bells on | We Can’t Breath | 2051 A Space Oddity | Drive of my Life |Looking at Life Through Stained Glass
Can we really see all that is before us,
or just a blurry image of possible lies?
Can we feel what we want?
or is our judgment too unclear?
Can we taste, hear, sense what is right there,
or is the devil's mark obscuring our view?
We allow others to hide our sight slightly
Not seeing what we want,
but what the world wants us to assume
Can we rid our self of these blind folds?
Can we as hu...
Friday 27th December 2019 7:03 am
Also by Dominique Lucas:
The Voices | My Red Chrysanthemum | Let me in | Dying Hope | No Escape | Lost Dreams | One Way Mirror | Released | New Spectrum |Hunting The Clean Boot
A barbaric tradition soaked in blood.
As foxes flee for life in forest and wood.
Around lenient laws hunters find a way.
To get their cruel kicks on Boxing Day.
'Trail' and fox hunting are just the same.
They are illegal hunts, in all but name.
Why the Terrier Men, if no intent to kill?
Saddled Redmen, destroying life at will.
Unenforced Laws broken, blatant to see.
A blind eye turned by ...
Thursday 26th December 2019 9:49 pm
Finding Himself in Nature
Deep in the heart of the forest
He lingers a moment to rest
He knows well his destination
Two hours meander his estimation
Finding the oldest tree of all, he hesitates
Sat, leant against the trunk he meditates
High within the mountain peaks
Within himself answers he seeks
All the world below somewhere
Quietly he finds his spot up there
Sheltered by cairn, thought...
Thursday 26th December 2019 8:17 pm
Point of view
The river is mostly white
Clouds of ice drifting
Left to right
The sky is pure blue
River and sky
Have switched places
Where does the river go
At unhurried pace
Whilst the island and
I are standing still?
The river will always be
There
I will disappear (so will you, reader)
River and I
Have switched places
Both trying
...Thursday 26th December 2019 3:02 pm
Also by Jeannot:
Self discovery | The dead of life | Winter in Florida |INSIDE A CHRISTMAS CARD
INSIDE A CHRISTMAS CARD
Inside a Christmas card
From prisoners afraid,
In a factory in China
Where nothing much is paid,
A handwritten message
From poor souls enslaved,
In oppressive conditions
Where festive things are made.
Telł somebody beg the authors
The truth about this trade,
That those who make big money
Our wretched lives degrade
So in this season of goodwill
When joy sho...
Thursday 26th December 2019 1:24 pm
only poetry
only poetry
can explain my
coarsened hands made so unsteady
muffled heart beat - louder, heavy
trusting eyes fallen too quickly
flaring skin
an impish grin
only poetry
and you
Thursday 26th December 2019 3:04 am
Also by Niharika Shah:
New York City | Write for me? | pink strawberry milk |Small Victories
Taking to the ocean
distance put between
my flippant will
and things to conquer
heart beasts
tugging at my sleeve
Turning, turning, turning
from that incessant chasing
the bay recedes, city lights
swallowed by the horizon
heart beasts
circling overhead
Test me, am I strong enough?
I try not to be broken
daily trials so choking
can I survive them?
At night, rocking in the wav...
Wednesday 25th December 2019 12:53 pm
Also by Tom:
There Will Be Birds In The Morning | The Truth Is Sadness | Leave Yourself Behind | Hyde Park Winter Rink | Ride Twice | Get A Room | House On The Edge of Town |Christmas Beat
Christmas Eve has finally arrived the celebrations have begun
The streets are full of joy gaiety and festive fun
Anticipation and joy on children’s smiling faces
As Santa loads up his sleigh for the Xmas run
A snowman smiles as he shivers in the garden
Are you happy excited are you ready to burst
Give me a glass of mulled wine and a mince pie
To fill my peckish tummy and quen...
Tuesday 24th December 2019 10:13 pm
The Bell
The bell is simple and historical.
It is used for praise and warning.
It is strong and resilent .
It has a gorgeous and reflective exterior.
The sound is like that of an angel echoing through the world.
It is a heirloom piece that can tell a story like nothing else can.
My bell is all of this, that is for sure.
I can't say that I want to collect bells - I just want to admire...
Tuesday 24th December 2019 6:33 am
Also by Robert Williams:
The Things I have noticed |Pioneers
Pioneer,
a person who is among the first to explore
or settle a new country or area.
Settler,
a person who moves with a group of others
to live in a new country or area.
The first pioneers to this land mass, arrived here
(it is estimated)
between 25,000 and 12,000 years ago.
They were the ancestors of the people,
because of geographical errors,
we have named American Indians.
T...
Tuesday 24th December 2019 6:07 am
Also by Fred Nicholson:
Kool Aid | mere illusions. | a New error | the Balance | 5 Bananas | Look back and see | Inside - Out | Let's talk . . . |On My Way.
All black, on galleons,
walk surf, breathing.
Maybe some cars,
maybe phrases.
Tuesday 24th December 2019 4:46 am
Missing
What is this empty feeling again inside me?
Ahh...it's you again.
Yes, you come to mind from time to time.
At that time in the past...I could swore I don't but...
now every new thought makes me doubt.
Is it possible I really loved you?
Naaaah but I knew this could never work.
The past me is more clever than present me.
Or not.
I wish I could skip these 10 years.
...Monday 23rd December 2019 9:57 pm
Also by FruFru:
A letter to Ex-friends ;) |That Special Someone
Warm kisses
mulled wine
for someone
so special
love wrapped
without strings
for someone
so special
kind thoughts
hugs given
for someone
so special
can't think
of anything - - -
more special
than you.
Monday 23rd December 2019 1:50 pm
Also by Nigel Astell:
A Krampus Wish |Home
At sight of pointed lights,
With wavy fanny,
Faces of Xmas lights,
Movement of a walking zebra,
We backslide.
Ribs we found by the river,
Like a hunter,
We wowed,
Oliver Twist right behind
We backslide.
A bethel we found,
Gathering we joined
Sacred dissemination made,
Within we were whole,
But then,
We backslide.
Life made of bills,
Excess care on it's draft
...
Monday 23rd December 2019 12:57 pm
Support from the Conscious Self
Hey, it's me. I know you're in pain right now
You don't have to talk, but please just listen to me- I'm here for you.
We will get through this, we always do.
I promise we'll see better times.
So dont give up just yet, there's so much left to experience.
I will always be right here beside you, wherever you go.
Remember to feel those emotions.
I know it's hard to hear,
But t...
Monday 23rd December 2019 9:59 am
Also by Eric Berard:
Sometimes I just feel defeated |Decision Making
Each and every day involves decisions,
And in much wondering what to do,
You may see the consequences,
Whether it be on me or upon you?
We may consider what job to have,
And think: Which should I select?
Shall I go for this or go for that?
And: What shall then be the effect?
We may just mull over what to eat,
Or what we feel like drinking.
Or it may be an important matter,
Which req...
Sunday 22nd December 2019 7:36 pm
Also by Stuart Vanner:
The General Public | Humour | Winter and the future |The Ballad of Brexit
The Ballad of Brexit
They’ve banned the salsa in Stretford
Stopped pasta in Heaton Moor
They’ve put a full cork on prosecco
As part of the First Brexit War.
No pizzas allowed now in Burnage,
Chopped Salami in Cheetham Hill.
Bratwurst are now quite forbidden,
For fear Krauts may make us quite ill.
Olives are spiked now in Chorlton,
Spaghetti is banned in Mos...
Sunday 22nd December 2019 7:04 pm
Irresolution
I want to lose some weight in twenty twenty,
so once again we have this pantomime,
‘cause each year I make promises a-plenty,
but self-control’s the problem every time.
I mostly make it last for several days,
but soon those awful cravings come along,
and all at once my traitor conscience says
a single bar of chocolate can’t be wrong.
It isn’t long before I start t...
Sunday 22nd December 2019 3:53 pm
Also by Trevor Alexander:
Christmassy | Vision | Waiting | Hailstones |Values
We are an outward expression of our values,
moral compasses navigating circumstance,
life experience refining understanding,
enhancing behaviour – our outward expression:
our values manifest in our reputation.
A few billion individuals roam Earth,
each with a unique value set – truly diverse
lives and cultures – recognising and valuing
behaviour in different degrees, b...
Saturday 21st December 2019 9:24 am
God Rays
Staring too long into the looking glass,
trying to predict the future and
make sense of the past.
Time goes by lightning fast.
Poetry sets the cast.
Call it dreaming...
cloud surfing,
cartwheels on high wires,
living, laughing, loving
singing, no regrets.
Drink every drop of life,
before God rays
absorb the wake
and your soul sails
into moonlight.
# #...
Saturday 21st December 2019 1:23 am
Also by Vautaw:
Savaged Soul | Dancing with Poets | Arrogance Immunity | Fan Girl |Port of Spain
Death
comes in and goes out
of the rum shop.
Dread men and black cars
pass up and down
the calypso streets.
And there is a smell of salt
and the blood of woman
in the acrid incense
of the dockside.
Death
comes in and goes out
of the rum shop.
Death leaves
and comes back.
Friday 20th December 2019 7:39 pm
Also by fitzroy herbert:
Pot Bound |Tinsel Time
T'is tinsel time when midst the grime
Of muddied minds shines ...
What can it be?
Electro-lite silver, gilding
This tarnished life of strife?
Celebrating the survival of the fittest,
The feel good factor?
Forgetting for the festive moment
The fate that awaits?
Or, could it be
The eternal light of an eternal star?
Startling joyously
Faces, who wa...
Friday 20th December 2019 5:01 pm
Also by afishamongmany:
Christmas Songs | A Christmas Cat |wake up
how much i dispise those
who only in despair
gain a consciousness
of the after life
in need of friend
they create a god
to walk their lane
and never ask
to give them reason
to never change
to set a prison
unto them selves
and how they preach
and how they praise
and how they criticise
those in pain
if you have never seen death
h...
Friday 20th December 2019 12:18 pm
Also by racha:
peace | A waste of time | A good deed |MURDER WHICH WAY!
The murderer has committed in the house of gold, lowering its shield towards the cathedral; bending the sword and pointing it towards the innocent he-goat. **** Have you joined the winning team of the cemented warriors, who in one way has benefitted in defeating the gorilla.. Change the battle field and have the bachelor in the war front to smarter the enemies of congress..
Friday 20th December 2019 12:08 pm
Haiku for a Wet Morning
Friday 20th December 2019 8:19 am
Also by Hazel ettridge:
h | Haiku for the Common Man |READ THIS IF YOU ARE DRAWN TO THIS
I wrote this poem especially for you
If you are reading this now
This message for you
The Angel's they tell me you are going through changes
And although you and I are technically strangers
I know you have your struggles
And I'd like to take this moment to
melt away your troubles
I say these words from my soul
And my Tibetan singing bowl
The healing frequency sounds it makes..
Travels s...
Friday 20th December 2019 12:00 am
THE BANK JOB
As I peddled, hell for leather, down the hill upon my bike,
I saw the lights TURN RED, ahead, a sight i didnt like,
My bicycle was ancient, it only had one brake
It took some time in slowing down.... of that there's no mistake
I duly pulled the brake on but the bike just kept on going
The cable SNAPPED, I had No Brake, or anyway of slowing
The people crossing up ahead, not k...
Thursday 19th December 2019 3:58 am
Also by Patsy Harris:
SLEEPLESS NIGHTS | (untitled) | KEEPING FIT | HOUSE OR A HOME | BLACK CABS | Do they know it.s Christmas | A really bad day... |Democracy
Democracy reveals the state
Of our disunity - Doug.E.Barr, poet
As I stood by the till
I heard a voice call out
It's over - the people's will:
A good result - a real rout
And ducked my head to pay
As the cashier agreed
And ducked my sad head to pray:
My silent view, an alien creed.
It's over - the people have had their say
That last faint hope is gone, done...
Wednesday 18th December 2019 12:29 pm
Also by Chris Armstrong:
Winter Beach |home.
where orange cumulonimbi are mirrored in stagnant rivers
where sleepy eyes blur swaying trees into dancing green monoliths
where the distant sound of crickets serenades the kangaroo’s carcass
where the salty coastal air dissolves onto arid tongues
where mother desert’s mounds hide her faithful servants
where dying gum trees groan as they accept the wind’s embrace
where nuggets of...
Tuesday 17th December 2019 11:03 am
Also by Marina T:
the wonky wheeled trolley |Teaching is a Bear
Mrs. Jobe complains about her class…again
“I even give them the page number….but they’re too lazy to look the answer up.
With kids that lazy, how do they expect me to do my job?”
Teaching is a crazy way to put food on the table.
But then again, I could tell her about Uten the Yak herder in Tibet who has to carry a wounded calf down a dangerous mountain gorge
or Perri the Amazon fish...
Tuesday 17th December 2019 2:04 am
Snow Globe
“Have faith,” he said, “Trust the process-
have you ever done it afore?”
I shook my head and he pointed at a hole
like a mouse-hole or the entrance wound
of an apple grub. “See yon? Ever wondered
how they sail the ship into the bottle?”
I shook my head – “Never mind,” he said.
I was dressed in green and red felt
with an oversized belt – my hat
like something a shoe-makin...
Monday 16th December 2019 6:23 pm
Also by Peter Knaggs:
Seasonal |The Plan
I had a plan to a great story
Not perfect but a happy one
Now I find myself in this smelling, dark situation
But i hope one day you realise that it was never my intention
I was left alone to face a cross road or to turn back
But I chose a difficult path
I know there's no redemption for me but I can only hope for one
The plan was supposed to be beautifull
But I hope one da...
Monday 16th December 2019 4:56 pm
A Part
My bed is still warm
When the next body rolls in
But I'm not
I'm numb
Until,
Your body
- Or his -
- Or hers -
Envelopes mine
And I can breathe
Because
I am consumed
I am part of you,
Of someone that lives
That moves
That loves
I am
I was
I will be
Because I'm not apart
Just a part
Of something
Monday 16th December 2019 3:11 pm
Also by Alexandra K. Parapadakis:
Outside of Herself |To My Dear and Loving Husband/Anne Bradstreet - 1612-1672/Translation into Amharic By Alem Hailu G/Kristos/ ለውዱና ተናፋቂው ባለቤቴ/በአን በራንድ ስትሪት/ ትርጉም በዓለም ኃይሉ ገ/ክርሰቶሰ/
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee;
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me ye women if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay;
The heavens reward...
Monday 16th December 2019 2:34 pm
Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:
The Road not taken/By Robert Frost/Translation into Amharic By Alem Hailu G/Kristosየተተወው መንገድ | Hold fast to dreams/ሕልሞችህን ወድር (በላንግሰቶን ሁጌስ/ትርጉም ዓለም ኃይሉ) |If I could touch the stars
I climbed a mountain on this day
Through brush and rough terrain I steered
& when I reached its peak
There was nothing left I feared
I peered over the landscape , such a story it could tell
And as I stared i felt a change in me that I didn’t know too well
Such an unfamiliar sight
Looking out on the unknown
Which direction ? Wrong or right ?
No way to truly know
...
Monday 16th December 2019 5:41 am
Also by Aimee:
When the stars fade | I’d love to say I love you | Overwhelmed | Home to me |The Don'ts
Don't go for beuty, get a keeper
Don't put it first, put it in the first
Don't follow your heart, follow your instinct
Those shoud've been the advice
The good ones don't criticize
The right time don't last long
The tough guys don't give up
Those should've been the signs
Don't dare lie, tell the truth
Don't get attached, you get hurt
Don't fall in love, you w...
Sunday 15th December 2019 5:47 pm
Also by Lucas Chihinga:
Look At Us | If |A Night Fright
Santa'd scoffed far too much cake
becoming wobbly and vastly stout.
From his sled he toppled into a lake
seen by gypsy poachers, who hauled him out
His reindeer landed ever so frantic
to see him carried to the camp,
grumbling about this latest antic,
still just alive but freezing damp.
His saviours brewed a herbal potion,
never once letting him out of sight.
...Sunday 15th December 2019 5:20 pm
Also by Jennifer Malden:
Unthinkable |All that is lost
Lost time, how much time do we really give ourselves
Are we living our own lives
Lost soul, constant feeling as if something is missing
Lost goals, fulfilled by unfulfilling ideas, other people's goals
Wasted love, loved the wrong one, lost
Lost hope
Fortunate
Unfortunate
Some things lost should stay lost
Some things found should never be found
Some things we ask fo...
Sunday 15th December 2019 2:33 pm
The Traveller
The Traveller
“Oh no, I never think of it as 'travelling,' I replied
while pulling on my second Bass and considering an easesome lass
go striding around the bar. Its just an eccentricity, my dear Akira,
a foible if you will – still, it lets me wander bare-foot
through seasons past, when taller (and, I admit, of sounder mind).
Yes, I've certainly learnt more tolerance am...
Sunday 15th December 2019 7:18 am
Also by Chris Hubbard:
The Wake | Faith is a Barren Garden |Do You Remember Air Mail?
Do you remember airmail letters?
Fine parchment sheets in thin, blue envelopes
With red, white and blue borders?
They were always so special to receive
From someone dear far, far away,
Often oceans apart on another continent!
Telephone calls were wonderful,
A beloved voice through the hard receiver,
But hand-scripted words had a charm all their own.
To wri...
Saturday 14th December 2019 11:57 am
Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:
CAT | Christmas Cake |Sylvie (A Repost)
Sylvie
Sylvie was a comely wench. Fifty, if a day
Oh yes, her charms were obvious, and always on display
Dressed to kill, in leather and lace
A shapely body, bonny face
Her hunting ground The Royal Oak
She’d always find a younger bloke
A teacher with a lack of scruples
Never short of willing pupils
Life was good, the sex was hot
She was happy with her ...
Friday 13th December 2019 6:06 pm
What's Next?
The trauma from my past weighs heavy on my soul
Unresolved issues making me feel alone
The pain in my chest been replaced by a dark hole
I feel like I’m living life through apps on my phone.
Night after night insomnia plagues me like a demon,
I’m so exhausted, I can’t take another beatin.
My stomach churns like I haven’t eaten.
Sourpatch Kids my life, I need it to sweet...
Friday 13th December 2019 6:03 pm
Autopilot
Santa felt sassy and seasoned
Having switched from soda to whiskey
Stirred and slurred, his vision was blurred
Sleigh-driving was stupidly risky
Sloshing around but still seated
Strapped in, seemingly quite self-assured
Whilst swerving through Nice, he saluted the police
Whose chopper was wisely insured
Donna and Blitzen were startled
Dancer and Prancer were ma...
Friday 13th December 2019 5:38 pm
Howling Into the Void
The sun fairly shines
But the world isn't one
And you wonder why
Of all the places,
All the people,
It has to be in paper
You could pour your heart out
And bleed your pens
With thoughts imprisoning you
It has to be the paper
That hears your complain and growing pain
For you were never heard
Of all the people,
It has to be pillows and blankets
Who calms your raging soul
In ...
Friday 13th December 2019 2:24 pm
Also by Darlene Butalid:
A Letter to Your Grave |Inked
Needle to the skin
Instead of a blade
Temporary fixes
With permanent scars
Paint a pretty picture
I’ll put it on my arm
Friday 13th December 2019 4:58 am
Also by FuckEmily:
Nothing |The Buddha Before you
The Buddha before you
Never the end
we hear someone say...
or the beginning we hasten to think!
MY life is important...?wha.. wha... what do Yooou think!... ???
3 - 3 - 3 9
I hear you call,
softly and secretly from the depths of my soul.
All the while
living through life
the buddha before you,
Our shadow?
Our light?
Everything w...
Thursday 12th December 2019 2:04 pm
Raising a Rose
With the first and potentially only tattoo
I celebrate this wet dark blue
With sleeves exposed to the moon
Don't you dare judge me, this art isn't for you...
Like ink on skin and ink on paper
This is my own creation
A red rose with a blue stem wraps around my arm
So that when we shake hands you see one piece of a bouquet
And I tell you something poetic like,
"Beaut...
Wednesday 11th December 2019 11:46 pm
Also by Cherry:
Black Cats are Brightest in Daylight | These Cages Aren’t Metaphors Anymore |side effects
pain
swallowed whole
stomach churns
muscles tense
thoughts clench
teeth gnash
focus: complete
joy
bubbles up
tingles spine
obliterates pain
tickles fancies
obscures truth
color: rose
stillness
creates space
lacks emotion
reveals truth
sparks creation
stirs change
power: infinite
Wednesday 11th December 2019 5:53 pm
Also by trixtex:
You once asked me why I loved you |Forward
Forward
A great door opens on a darkened landscape
I stand at the precipice of the unkown
A journey forward or an eternal void
I cannot know what is to be revealed
I am ignorant and childlike in my perception
Despite a wealth of experience and knowledge
The future holds no assurances
Faith speaks of eternity but who am I to know
I step forward with resignation
Th...
Wednesday 11th December 2019 4:30 pm
Nothing is Vegan
Sounding smug he said
“Nothing is vegan” as if he
had stated a truth revealed by God.
And I remembered a story about a
Buddhist monk who started each day
with a prayer for all the living beings
he would kill or harm just by
existing on the Earth.
He said simply walking,
or even breathing,
would surely cause and
perpetuate suffering.
He could have said, I guess,
everything is har...
Wednesday 11th December 2019 10:13 am
Also by Randy Horton:
The Dire Consequences of Room-Temperature Tea |the punch that never was
Laura’s snaffled an exclusive
freshly minted by the Tories
a left-wing thug has punched a bloke!
she tweets, ignores the story
about the PM and the photograph
the crisis in our NHS
kids on drips curled up on floors
the current government’s heartlessness
you see, a stolen phone is nothing
when you’ve a brand-new lie to share
about the punch that never happened
by a mob that wasn’t there
...
Tuesday 10th December 2019 2:10 pm
December Collage Poem: The Krampus
Goodbye Krampus, return to your castle of jet
No 'Ho Ho Ho' for you, old friend
Don't Krampus style big ears!
Elves we may be, but we're hard as gnomes.
Winter's empire is advancing through snow
Christmas spirits keep the supermarkets going
What do we do with a drunken Santa?
Asked the drunken Krampus, shall we give
Him mulled wine and keep him away from
...Tuesday 10th December 2019 1:36 pm
Moment in time
A moment in time
When everything stops
So still and quiet
And everybody stares
Because you are there,
And you stop time
Tuesday 10th December 2019 12:06 am
Also by Starri:
Merry Christmas | Spring |Give me a country that cares
Give me a country that cares
Give me a country that holds it's head high
Give me a country that still has some pride
But make it one that loves it's neighbour
Whether they vote Tory or Labour
No matter what the colour of their skin
Their sexual preference or building they pray in
So don't talk to me withyour patronising words
Wearing the mask of someone who cares
Don't talk to me like...
Sunday 8th December 2019 5:02 pm
Panama a love story. Late 1982.
Panama Love a short story.
The Panama canal is about 51 miles long. Constructed to save the hazardous and longer trip around the infamous Cape Horn. Its an engineering wonder! Made by man to connect the Atlantic sea with the Pacific Ocean it was started by the French in the eighteen hundreds who gave up because of the death rate among workers, which was in the hundreds, it was finished by ...
Saturday 7th December 2019 11:48 pm
- - DREAM OF MINE - -
her heart was so loving,
night was a delightful coming,
she was alive and curoius
pretending he was serious
she wanted him so much
was the truth of such,,,,
the same feeling rose again,
she blessed him until the end.
never will she forget,
how he touch her when they met
never in person or in the flesh,
but again and again, she felt his caress.
it must ...
Saturday 7th December 2019 1:22 pm
Also by coyote:
internet |Beyond The Gone Crowd
Beyond The Gone Crowd
There is a blind that cares for me,
A blind that rolls in the morn and then again, evening,
The colour, no consequence, no form or
Importance as, when rolled either up, or down,
Colour changes shape and shine, shadow
Within the room where cherubs once sang, and laughed.
Every morn the roll lifts itself a hope
Of life outside be...
Friday 6th December 2019 9:44 pm
Also by ZTK Space:
Above The Fluttering Butterfly |Hole
The only way to describe it, is like a hole in a pair of jeans,
At first you ignore it, but that hole starts to get bigger.
It gets so big that you have to decide what to do.
Sew it together, close the gap, but it doesn’t sit quite right after that.
Or patch it up; cover it with another fabric.
From the outside it is new and clean, but underneath that hole is still there.
A ...
Friday 6th December 2019 5:00 pm
If It's LOVE
I wish you would come here, stay near me - lay.
Stare at the sky. Count the stars.
Feel the feeling of love sparking up the beatless hearts.
And view, Similar kind of imaginations
displaying over our unconscious minds.
Instead of assuming, each of us are being alone
in a separate situation.
In the night, let’s get lost in each others arms.
I wouldn’t touch if it ...
Friday 6th December 2019 1:00 pm
It’s another failed day on Northern Rail
Northern Powerhouse
on its side,
the 8:26 to Halifax
crawls along the platform
like it’s watching out for snails
searching the rails for oblivion.
The train’s pace is hardly a race
but it’s only minutes late,
not cancelled like yesterday
...
Wednesday 4th December 2019 9:47 pm
In search of an identity......
All I see is a mist of darkness,
With nowhere to thread my feet in,
In World where there is absence of kindness,
I see a light of hope so thin.
I can’t go on; my body and my soul are giving in,
There’s no fire in belly to seek reasons for my quest,
With efforts and motivation of my kith and kin,
Now, I go along the path where the birds fly in the air so clean.
Then, I arrive at the gates o...
Wednesday 4th December 2019 5:03 pm
I fought
I fought so hard
Not to be with
A man like my father
Selfish and demanding
With cruel misunderstandings
Lots of silence and too many lies
I fought so hard
Not to be like
A woman like my mother
Afraid of her abuser
Becoming his enabler
Staying quiet to keep the peace
Losing her identity
I fought so hard
To become
The woman I am today
Self-...
Tuesday 3rd December 2019 4:01 pm
Jack In The Box
The number holds the value
The value is subject to the unit
The unit holds the meaning
The meaning is carried by the understanding
The understanding reveals the value upon the unit that is placed
2 Bacon Burgers with cheese for 5 bucks
can't beat that
Tuesday 3rd December 2019 7:13 am
Wish on a star
Look among the gems they sit shining like golden swirls of dreams
A song to belittle them a little star is more than it seems
They disappear in the day as the sun covers there beauty
But fear not sweet stars your moon will rise to unsheath you in hasty
The wishes you rest on May come from far but grand a few for they chose and prayed on only you
Tiny kids look up from window pain ...
Tuesday 3rd December 2019 6:24 am
Also by Zoëlla:
Why is life better |Hollow
Hollow she is who gives the smile
Hollow he is who fills a soul
Hollow he is who cries in secret
Never to let the world know what he is really thinking
Hollow she is who covers her face
The beautiful make up
Hides all that she distaste
Hollow we are when trying to hide the pain
Hollow is us, who choose to remain unnamed.
Tuesday 3rd December 2019 2:48 am
Dancing with the devil
When the devil offers to dance with you
You should say always say never
Cus the dance with the devil
Will last forever
After downing a bottle of henny
Sick thoughts I have many
Puffing trees till my eyes bleed
Visions of the devil I see
He talks to me through this bottle tonight
Asking me to embrace his lessons and come
"Destroy yourself child of god"
...
Monday 2nd December 2019 10:25 pm
My essay will be finished once the seventh seal breaks and the angles get their trumpets or whatever
Does silence disprove existence,
or does it just mean that someone's not interested.
Living our lives,
guided by the light,
and blinded by the sound that's not present.
Lives filled with love,
love for the waves,
bird songs pushed to the direction where the wind blows.
Even the grass is singing it's story of growth.
Hearing nothingness,
when you open your mouth,
the loud silence t...
Monday 2nd December 2019 8:27 pm
Friend to coked up bellend......
This was written after meeting an old mate.....
It was fair to say we had changed.
This is basically what i listened to for five hours until I left.
(BEST READ AT BREAKNECK SPEED WITHA TOUCH OF THE INSANE).
Friend to coked up bellend
I’m a money man me I’m a money man,
I’m a money man me I’m a money man,
I’m a money man, money man, man, money, man,
I’m a money man me,...
Monday 2nd December 2019 5:31 pm
Walking With My Son
I walk with my little son
He would follow me to the edges of the galaxy
Just to tell me his story of his love for reality.
He waits for my return
Then tells me he misses me
With a smile, a cuddle and kiss that reminds me he’s here in this world.
He gives me tasks to do
While playing in the evening
Then I read him a story
Way past bedtime.
We walk in the morning
While he points out...
Monday 2nd December 2019 11:29 am
Chronicle Of Love
She had been suffering,
The broken relationships under the cracked memoirs
Bones almost plundered
With the fearful hopes, anxious, doubtful all the way
So I slowed down a little bit,
With fragments of kisses
With delicate touches of makeover trials
With the letters denote something like love or etc.
Smell of nights, music of movements
Written poems underneath
...Sunday 1st December 2019 2:15 pm
FOREST STORIES
I last wrote about our five quite some time back,
a time when, for each of them, you and I (and mostly you)
still weighed in and sparred, day on day, in any cause,
on standby should they slip or fall – though close at hand is, perhaps,
the better way to say it, the gentle way to convey a sense of
our being technically unseen, absent, yet able to be found
by one or two, no more th...
Sunday 1st December 2019 1:26 pm
T. M. D.
Our hearts are pumping for us
Need not control
As they are controlling us
But we mustn’t speak
Or expose us to the world
What may they think?
Hiding being denied
Having never cried
From the view outside
Chemically aligned
Such intense attraction
Avoidantly sibylline
Cosmically maligned
A most brutal retraction
Abhorrently resigned
...
Sunday 1st December 2019 2:41 am
Scared
Scared
there’s a war in my head between
Me and my worst enemy
a giant monster of fear and shame
telling me I can’t ever change
And every time I step out to take a risk
the monster screams and shouts “you can’t do this”
cause “who are you, and what do you have to say?”
i know you, and I’ve always kept you safe
and now you can’t get me to leave,
I’m bigger than ...
Sunday 1st December 2019 1:57 am
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