by Paul Sands
we, the understated,
the lazily represented,
decree that
once the poetry
bends at the knee
in the gilded confines
of SW1
it is another victory
swung the way
of surrender
better, say we,
to be a person of interest
than acquiescent metrist
invited to tea
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Sunday 10th November 2013 4:34 pm
buckingham palace contemporary poetry
by Graham Clifford
On the island’s south side
a solitary town fizzes
like overloaded circuitry
on dark, motherboard hills.
Across a sticky, smooth-tiled walkway
an amusement arcade spills
a test of sexiness based on how clammy your palm is
and the hitting game.
You spin in coins so they register
on sensors worn numb.
A padded stump protuberates.
The s...
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Sunday 29th July 2012 4:35 pm
poetry contemporary Seren
by Graham Clifford
It’s 1:30 am.
He takes me away from the others unpacking,
opens the front door to the first night
in our first home and squirts WD-40
over both hinges, explains
WD is water dispersal,
NASA concocted this stuff
to keep fields of rockets
from turning orange, then burnt umber.
He heard this on his pocket radio
cycling along blustery North London roads
...
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Tuesday 5th June 2012 8:54 pm
Graham Clifford poem poetry contemporary art creative writing reaction philosophy british poetry
by BT
I can feel all of you writhing together
Pooling your heat
You are hot wires running through me
Electric as you cover
Your thin bodies wrapping themselves tightly
racing like wind to a wildfire
You are covering me in flame
Dangerous animals are fleeing these woods
as you turn figure eights
creating paths of orange and red
trails of yellow to b...
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Thursday 12th April 2012 3:19 am
found word word experiment free form free verse contemporary
by BT
These days my body is filling up with light,
I can’t even help it
It’s happening without trying
There seems no room for darkness
My feet are extending
white roots
are growing ever
d
o
w
n
w
a
r
d
like a pair of tubers in rich soil
The universe is funneling itself through me
There is black hole forming ab...
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Thursday 8th March 2012 10:58 pm
contemporary free verse poetry free form
by BT
Meridian Lines
I have been opening the meridian lines
Gathering knowledge
Stretching the lines of communication like the marks on my hips
Gaining greater understanding,
of who the hell I may actually be
I am collecting all the pieces of myself
Bits from here and there
I am putting them back together again
with tiny much needed kisses...
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Thursday 23rd February 2012 8:48 pm
poetry contemporary free verse free form
by BT
I am an underwater creature
much faster than yourself
I am smoothed out
by the waves
your words a thousand dull lead sinkers around my neck
I can not hear you here
Here, I belong to no one,
not even myself
In fact, I do not exist
There is tranquility in nothingness,
no need for oxygen
or cigarettes
Clear
...
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Thursday 23rd February 2012 6:13 am
free form free verse contemporary poetry experimental
by BT
(part 1)
Loud, brash, sweet thing
Bring me some water to wet my whistle
For you
Love only lasts ten minutes at a time
Only this time
The time is mine
So go on over
Lay it down
Cause all your cards ain't showin
And my hands are full
I'll drop this heavy load
When words spill soft and free
Meaning what they shoul...
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Thursday 23rd February 2012 2:44 am
poetry experimental contemporary free form free verse found word
by BT
From the hallway,
I am hidden
I watch my father lay in the stillness
Eyes open,
he is somewhere farther away than I have ever been
He is fixed upon the tree limbs
against the grey sky
and I am fixed upon his expression
and all those secrects that he does not tell
I watch quiety,
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Wednesday 22nd February 2012 11:15 pm
poerty contemporary free verse free form
by BT
Be my sugar
My revolution
Bring me fruit in the dead of winter
as tears roll from your face.
Be sweet rebellion on hot summer nights.
Burn messeges onto thick leaves
and press them hard against my bedroom window.
Stand naked under the naked moon
Be raw
Be real
Speak true
If you spe...
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Monday 20th February 2012 7:38 am
experimental poetry free form free verse word association contemporary
by BT
The angels cum for money
The money comes from sex
The sex is last nights million dollar needle
Baby's bruised arm can't bend to stop the nose bleeds
Or fix the drippy faucet
Or fix
Or fix enough
to fix the holes in the walls
Or stop this broken shopping cart ride home.
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Monday 20th February 2012 7:35 am
free verse poetry free form contemporary
by BT
Pretty girl paints colors raw
with whole body
covered in wet white chalk
stinging the canvas with her strokes
as she bends in this hot light
On knees
you swish color up
lighting the room
song orange
in soft swift movements
canary yellow floats freely and deep red
...
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Monday 20th February 2012 7:32 am
poetry free verse contemporary free form
by BT
Imitation sugar, petroleum jelly, styrofoam,
plastic milk jugs, cockroaches,
toxic waste, photo chemicals,
silicon implants, rayon shirts,
carbon, light pollution,
true love
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Monday 20th February 2012 7:30 am
free verse poetry contemporary free form list word association
by BT
Sometimes I change my mind,
but mostly just the direction.
I think I’ll run into the woods, the next time I’m menstruating
and devour some wolves.
Or throw cotton balls at the Willamette river,
just to see how truly absorbent they are.
I’ll make a contest of it,
like the ol' school one's of "how many jelly beans...
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Monday 20th February 2012 7:28 am
free verse experimental word association free form contemporary
by BT
A letter to all the good night
drive by boys
with their last forever kisses
that say...........
'' every little things gonna be alright"
I sit fat,
ripening
Movement growing steadily within me
I
can no longer stand the quickening
building in my body
My belly swollen
My tits taut
...
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Monday 20th February 2012 7:25 am
poetry free verse contemporary free form
by BT
Crystals cover the ground
They sky is covered in clouds
They say that white is the color of absence
Just like the caterpillars in the spring,
eating all the pretty leaves,
you in a swift second
blow in
stealing all the color from the sky.
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Sunday 19th February 2012 8:42 pm
experimental contemporary poetry found word nonsense free form
by BT
Just so you know, I've secretly been watching your stories.
I wait till your asleep,
fully asleep,
It is then that my research begins.
Late at night with a pair of head phones and a flickering TV
...... I've come to some conclusions.
Developing super powers ...
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Sunday 19th February 2012 4:11 pm
poetry free verse free form contemporary
by BT
The California warmth has left my bones.
Now,
old memories hang as heavy as these winter clouds,
Again,
I am consumed by thoughts of you.
Familiar smells,
bring visions of your apocalyptic smile.
And I remember why I left.
My bones feel that familiar ache
as does my heart.
Call me Phinnius, your trusted friend
and pu...
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Saturday 18th February 2012 3:45 am
free form contemporary free verse poetry
by BT
Stand back
and let me rise.
Or each glance I throw
will burn through you
like grapefruit acid
spit in both eyes.
I can no longer take the heat,
I am dissipating like the clouds that form each morning
above the Willamette River.
Each morning they are torn apart
and left to there own foolishness.
Soon I too will be an apparition
and you will be pawing at the ea...
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Saturday 18th February 2012 3:39 am
contemporary free form word association free verse experimental
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