Life is full of illusion, 
a process of disillusion. 

No perfection in decay. 

To die, 
to be reborn, 
to be all that I am 
is eternity. 

Oblivion only comes 
to those that seek it.


©JMCole 

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I found my doctor a little remote

as he checked my lungs

and checked my throat.

The trouble was the blinking screen

new guru of the live well scene,

it seemed to come between us

as he consulted comparison apps

I said I was recently prone to cramps

and suffering memory lapse.

The screen came in between us

as he searched for answers online

and, offerin...

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Image: Our new addition Milo another Boston Terrier enjoying a sleep as in poem 5, not to replace Louie but as a pet in his own right. Poem 5 was also my first of 2017. This will be the third blog in a row that has featured a Boston Terrier as the "Run up" image

13.08.2016 - 1) The urge to book my flight I feel

Search the internet for the best deal

Quotes printed of to the letter, bu...

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Your skin like the yellow brick road,

and what is it that creates that rush of blush?

I’d love to shovel out your flesh or drill through your cheeks

to reach those autumn leaves,

that grow behind the golden weeds,

the red leaves that were never green.

No, never new, they never grew,

they stayed and they remained:

Dying, but never dead,

thriving, behind your face of ...

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No More the Sea

     Even an immortal soul would expire

Before reaching the ends of the Universe,

For it is big, competing with time –

Perhaps in peril, where the

Sacred chalice filled with wine

From a cellar built from infinity,

Can bring back make believe

Deities now so desperately missing

From life,

     Oh how ridiculous the story of Man,

His chalice fille...

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you know that 
I wear my crazy
on my sleeve.

it's best if 
you just 
let me be.

aren't there other
train wrecks 
for you to go 
and see?

if you really 
love me,
then leave.

because there
isn't anything
here but me. 

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My whole world is reflected in your face 
I can't believe I've finally found the place 
Which could be my mind's saving grace 
Such symmetry in the way we orbit life
It's like our paths were designed to unite
To alleviate all the suffering and strife
Which is life's reminder that it's all trite 
This world was not meant for the soul
A pitstop on the road to meeting a goal
Which will surel...

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I refuse to be 

the damsel in distress.

I refuse to be 

the princess who waits 

for her prince charming.

I am my own happy ending,

I am my own fairytale. 

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Seeking out the passion from the everyday
As the light seems to dim on the important parts
Soaking up all the fuel of the creative arts
Burning on the surface to the treacherous tray

Lacking the oxygen to expand the fire
Smouldering in distance as the retreat happened
To a safe existence with the notebook blackened
By the arsenic root in the mind's retire

Chasing away pages of talented...

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Our World

We have a planet of immeasureable immensity

Vibrant in its rich diversity

Intimately carved and intricately balanced

Flora and fauna lavishly abound

Oceans and mountains full of majesty and awe

Deserts, jungles and ice capped poles

People of different races and tongues

Vegetables, fruits and more besides

Air, wind, fire in one glorious globe

A wonder to...

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I love you

That defines your beauty

Real love is

Cast clouds

Your shine shines through

This is all I feel: you

As if you're reachable

I would hug you

With that gun in your hand

And tell you loud enough for you to hear:

"I never meant to feel this way

And love

Why are you finding fun in

Shooting deer and pheasants

While you could be free...

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:-"Meri Zindagi me Aakey" (BY ENTERING IN TO MY LIFE)

Tune dil me ye Kaisa Ahsaas Jaga diya Meri Zindagi me Aakey,

Mere bikhre Armaano ko phir se Saja diya Meri Zindagi me Aakey

 Band ho chukey they meri Ummedon ke Raastey Sabhi,

Tune ek naya Raasta Dikha diya Meri Zindagi me Aakey

 Bikhra pada tha Gham ke andhere me na jane kab se main,

tune Chiraagh-e-mohabbat Ja...

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grief is the thing with feathers - max porter

the swallows swam that evening as they
so often had the summer through, pricking 
the bruised peach sky with their infinite
spots, spits, peppering the sky with noise.
but they bled on your brain, everything bled 
and passed through the grief lens, 
the sickening beige of it all.

the siren that screamed at three o'clock did
not save lives....

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I am a slight and lesser man,

With added prunes

To keep me regular.

My Christmas feast,

Chicken stew with added sprouts,

Is splattering the microwave.

I shall pull a festive cracker,

Eat dinner wearing a paper hat.

Lost in love

Hobbled by fervent hope, 

I stood in siling rain

Gently pebbling my lover’s window.

The curtains stayed closed,

The we...

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Path deemed distinctive

in reality turned opposed

Odds proved enormous

from humanly supposed

All possible had a shot at

for unviable to come true

Now logic takes primacy

to ditch all on a good cue

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Why can't you love me when I'm low
Why can't you love me when I'm high
Why can't you love me when I'm trying 
Why can't you love me when I'm crying
Why can't you love me when I'm a mess
Why can't you love me when I'm the best
Why can't you love me when you're my world 
Why can't you love me when you're my sun, moon, and stars
Why couldn't I stop loving you when you never even tried

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Au, mon cher, Claude!

I have longed for this moment

ready with this eager pen, this expectant paper

and donned my prettiest words

to express to you

the first time ever I saw

Water Lillies

It pulled,

(not so gently),

emotion from me

till it spilled over out of new eyes

the greens, the blues, the peeking pinks

the movement, the quiet, definite, almost imperceptibl...

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Honey dripped from hands, divine;

She’s never felt so enjoyed.

This captivation,

Awe and devotion,

This care,

So lovely and novel.

And she began to like herself once more.

In the unlikeliest touch,

She found a friend;

But more than that,

She found herself.

No remorse, or guilt

She would not unravel.

And she began to like herself once more.

The si...

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I wondered why that set
Of Mediterranean sky
Was domed between these whirls of weather we get,

Why, through the jibs
Of the low oaks, the sun-shafts
Kept digging me in the ribs,

Why I could feel
The shock of spring seas bursting against a far coast
Vibrant under my heel –

The sudden toil
Of all kinds of coming-alive things
Stirring in the soil

.

(What was it...

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i cant carry

  the weight of your regrets.

It wasnt meant for me,

  so why cant you forget.

Forget the past,

  embrace my future.

You're pushing me too fast,

  you think im stronger.

Just give me time

  to make my own choice.

Dont try to read my mind,

  let me use my voice.

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My eyes blink

tears stroll down my cheek

My head explodes

Thoughts everywhere

My heart aches

Yearning for a better relationship

Heart rate rises

Breathing loudly

Control. Control. I need control.

He’s yelling louder

My eyes are piercing

Memories of the last time he did this come afloat

Hitting and shoving

Now I’m running

I can’t stand him

Eyes eve...

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Least said...soonest mended

Does not appeal to the easily offended.

They look around eagerly, seeking to get

On the unctuous side of being upset.

They trot out the "isms", (their bible in life),

Ever pious of pose, they'll disguise the knife

Of righteous riposte till the time is thought right

To drive home the blade in sanctimonious delight!.

They are found all ar...

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                                    To a friend

There is a small and unremarkable bridge I often cross

That now stands guardian to the memory of a friend.

When your burden became too much, it held you in its thrall

And gave passage across your own imagin’d Styx.

And on that very day and hour your demon choice was made

What base chance made me bypass the bridge, and you?

This i...

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space travel can bend you out of shape

so wandering too close to black 

holes would be a big mistake

and if you fall in feet first 

tidal forces and 

gravitational 

gradients 

will 

make

elasticity

of 

your 

plasticity 

and 

stretch

you

vertically 

and 

compress

you 

horizontally 

until

you

resemble 

spaghetti

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The door is closed,

unlocked but

cobwebs make it clear

this door is rarely entered.

Paint chipping,

black faded

stain dripping down

cracked glass.

Abandoned yet

familiar,

like deja vu I know

I've entered this door before.

Enticed,

I turn the key.

Wrapped in darkness

the echo of my stiletto guides me

one

step

at a time,

time

tick...

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“Hail to the Chief of Old Mother Rossiya

Oops!  A slip – I mean USA”

But Dubya and Ronald

Were brighter than Donald

At the time, though, you all said, “No Way!”

There’s no disputing

That Vladimir Putin

Is, like me, brilliant and fab

We’re sharing a bromance

But pooftahs?  Hell! No chance!

Preferring some pussy or titties to grab.

He wouldn’t hack mail

...

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It is good to approach the water's edge.
Here I put behind me all that which has
been so loud-voiced, so particular
and pressing.
Held by the constant rhythm of the waves
rolling in regardless of millenia,
struck by this vastness tickling my toes
and hushing.

It is good to find the sea and the sky
create and preserve with a lasting kiss
my ever out of reach horizon,
caught in the...

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I sit in a Titan's clasp.

Gripped.

Locked tight.

Breaking out my only wish.

Looking through fingers.

Hesitant.  Testing.

Scared to touch.

Lest I am detected.

Crushed.

Juiced.

By titan machinations.

Timid.

I sit.

'til forgot.

And run like magic,

At freedom's opportunity.

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beneath a chiding veneer--beneath the toothy and fleshy laughter, there lies some terrible truth and absurdity as tired and twisted as the utterance of the oldest names of the oldest gods, and older still than our kind: a death as old as life.

lo, beneath that, the comedian quivers and shakes under the weight of sweat-soaked sheets -- the company of painkillers of every color -- he knows the sh...

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A Damsel Asks a Boy, what's your wish,

The Naughty Boy replies!!

My hands in your T-Shirt, trying to feel your spine,

Give me some time to prove myself and trust you will be mine

Lips to be locked together, until the breath of sy,

Feel my skin to the extent, that you wanna cry

Your nerves are running strong enough, your heart beats are making noise,

Now i know y...

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In the last year we've had Trump & Brexit and me, a diagnosis of bladder cancer.

In this book I deal with it all - head on. Simultaneously the most personal and the most angry and political collection I've put together, and that says a lot after 3500 gigs in 24 countries, nine books of poems and over 40 CDs/LPs.

It's published on April 6th.

Fellow WOL readers may be interested to hear wha...

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“Look at it closely” said the old man as he dragged on his roller,

smoke rings rising like halos in the evening sky

“the human awareness that we experience

is actually vibrations from the angelic orbits.

This is where our creativity is born, releasing our souls to soar.

It is here that our potential to bond with each other

emerges. Unreservedly.”

I moved closer to him on the b...

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An unwelcome intruder

you were, that Wednesday night

you landed on the vinyl

while I tended to the bags

under my eyes before bed.

This, of all places? But why?

Did you want a change of scene,

somewhere to make a fresh start?

Or did you just end up here

and have no idea why?

If your answer's the latter,

don't worry - you're not alone.

Poor thing - you were s...

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The Passing of love

It started in the dead of night

As the box dropped, the noose pulled tight

His eyes as cold as stone

His skin as white as bone

As the night grew colder

The light in his heart grew older

As the candles light came to end

The hearse rounds the final bend

The tears in his eyes made him choke

As the casket lowered, his heart broke

Lone...

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Submerged.

What can the boy do when he’s at home?
But only it isn’t his home because every night he feels so alone.
When the boy’s father drowns himself every night in liquor.
When he goes to school and is asked, “What happened?” while his eyes are left low and bruised
He responds with, “daddy did it.”

Years of not being allowed to visit mom on his birthdays
Years of not being able to t...

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My courage in the middle of nowhere 
she came into my life like a grenade
I reeled back to familiar territory 
and stepped on a land-mine

Blown away! We both were and then we weren't...just 
a myriad of incandescent stardust undulating like waves
in a sea of oblivion...a sea that conquered the byzantine 
walls I erected to safeguard...? (NOTHING, nada, zip, zero)

HA!...Hahahahaha!...

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I rise

I go downstairs

I make you a coffee

I return

I shave

I shower

I dress

I am exhausted

I lay on the bed

I ponder the desires and the designs

Of heart mind and body

And the time for equilibrium to return

Time to recover

I rise

And go downstairs again

The medication gives me a headache

And I doze

I sit and watch any old toot on T.V.

I rise...

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Now the lights are coming on
pink and orange, white and blue
from this distance they seem to melt into an aura
a haze hung above this haunted city

A clock tower looms over the rails
passing through this place I've never stopped here
I know nothing about how it moves or swells or stalls
but the lights all blanket it so heavenly
I think to myself, I'd like to return someday

Always, I fi...

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When a traditional
Music and dance,
Accentuating
A century-old bilateral
Ties, took place
A biracial and mesmeric
Greeck  goddess,
With chocolate Lucy's face,
Exhibiting elegance
And radiant face
With splendour
Leased in the citadel of
My heart a place
Making it palpitate
Picking pace
Driving home
The intermingling of
This with that race
At times lends human beings
Unmatched gra...

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I saw you dragging on the ground

longing I let you be free.

I hoped you didn’t find out

one day you could spread your wings.

Would you go to the west or east?

With those emerald eyes

you thought the time was a line.

You knew you weren’t mine,

but you finally could realize

the world was not your size.

You became a gorgeous creature.

You broke the crys...

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Print off this haiku

wrap it around a large brick

hurl through a window.

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The truth about pain...

The truth about MY PAIN.

The truth is nobody knows about my pain.

The truth about my pain..

The truth is nobody asked me about MY PAIN...

Since the start of my time, here on this plane (planet) all I ever felt is pain.

Truth is behind this smile, this pretty face all you'll see is this here PAIN.

THE TRUTH ABOUT MY PAIN, YOU WANT THE TRUTH ABOUT MY PAIN...

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Scoliosis – Abnormal lateral curvature of the spine – From the Greek Skolios

The angel used to dance high above
from down here
I gleefully watched her run rings
around  the Cirrus and Nimbostratus
through long daylight and short moonlight
only touching the soil with her feet to make sure we were still safe and warm

Watching her stumble was an unnerving sight
the snag of a razor thin wi...

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Pushing and shoving on the dance floor

We must have looked a right sight

Ducking and diving next to the waves

Of distorted guitars and tribal like drums;

Our Hair blowing wild in the over ripe summer air

As we laughed at the singer

Stumbling at his words for a few seconds

Before carrying on, pushing each other

Up and down the dance-floor

Your hair was punked up, dye...

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to write in delight

or to spark fright

in the shadows of the night

to dwell in sorrow

to write into tomarrow

to chew what's hard to swallow

to conjure up a time

to depict a state of mind

to reveal, and give to the blind

to sleep but not a wink

to pour another drink

not knowing what to think

inspiration lost

knowing there was a cost

from...

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His sterility laced with feigned humanity
Touched my face through the phone
My attempt to warm him thwarted 
I know pointlessness when I hear it

Flakes of fake barrenness sent back to him
It’s a language he understands
And I was dealing with cold matters anyway

I remembered to love the little ones this time
I had forgotten yesterday
Life will always be there to remind me
No need to c...

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Passion

What is your passion in life

what's the last thing you

think about at night? 

What motivates your soul 

what dwells inside your mind

do you have any goals? 

Oh I get it, you're only here for the show 

but when the those lights turn off, 

where will you go? 

What will you show for yourself 

what do you think makes you a man?

Is it doing this or doing...

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Cowards, who can't look victims in the eye.
No uniform, no trench no battle ground cry.
Don't have the courage to fight toe to toe.
No ribbon, no braid no gold medals to show.
No man to man combat, no 1,000 yard stare.
The victims they choose, they have no care.
Make weapons of cars, to destruct and to kill.
No honour, no respect no regiment or drill.
And we'll never forget as tonight we m...

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Shed, shed your tears,

Till you have no more left.

Scream till your lungs can bear no more.

Cry, cry my dear,

For your heart can't take it any longer.

Cry, for if you don't, your heart will get crushed,

Under your sorrow.

And, you will be living no more.

For, if you don't let out,

You will only be a walking dead.

I know, I feel your heart tremble,

I feel you shiver...

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shadows spread in the fading sun

behind a high-walled doorway,

obscuring the chiselled features

of a forgotten life carved into stone;

daylight gropes for the living words

within, encoded like disremembered braille,

forsaking the encroaching future

of a coming night as yet to be told...

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Returning Home

Will the birds sing in the garden

Will we go down to the sea

Will we build our castles of sand

Will there still be scones for tea

Will my father still be smoking

Will he jog me on his knee

Will summer days still last forever

Will there still be scones for tea

Will we dream of great adventures

Will westerns still be on TV

Will we sit ar...

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I'd hold you close but you're not here, longing for you I shed a tear,the bedsides cold, my hands are too, If you were near I'd reach for you, the night sky is black but mostly blue,like how I feel when I'm missing you

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Verses and Flow" features spoken-word and musical performances from poets and R&B singers that are anchored in contemporary cultural, political and social topics. It evokes a unique experience deeply rooted to the soul. Each episode features accomplished, thought-provoking poets and amazing live R&B musical performances. 

I watch this show because not only I can learn how to make my poems m...

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White marble windowless womb

Seals inspiration inward, like a skull

Fenced by a colonnade and oaken doors,

A maze of steps and echoes.

White marble magic walls keep back the night,

Exclude the loud cheap town - its angry sirens,

Stumbling traffic, its cut-price ugly crowds

With inbred voices raised - our culture cuts away

These vicious tumours.

This purer place...

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From one night-time office window,
I zoom my gazing out, out, out,
Searching for other nocturnes,
Dancing the vacuum dance,
Tilting windmills at motion sensors,
That only seem to recognise phantoms,
On Wander Patrol through these elevated moon/june cathedrals,
Built from semi-recyclable materials,
Built to make office-time last and last,
And last..

You cannot get hay fever from a plast...

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He scratched his temple
And peeled off his eyes
Reveaing his sockets,
Dark, unfathomable.
I held my breath
I was scared to death
"Please put them back", said I.
"Why?
They were fake."

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If I went away, would you miss me?

If we drank lots of red wine, would you kiss me?

The 'what if's?' are killing me,

They say, 'If you don't mind, it doesn't matter',

But one lingering look from you and my calm thoughts scatter.

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The poet won’t buy you a drink

Don’t request it

Don’t suggest it

Because the poet won’t buy you a drink

It’s not that he wants to refuse

If he could do

He would love to

But the poet won’t buy you a drink

It’s not personal, please understand

Don’t feel rejected

Or neglected

If the poet doesn’t buy you a drink

The problem is purely financial

Ther...

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You walk into the room,

graceful as a swan,

seductive as the swish of Princess Margaret’s Gin and It,

poolside, ’75,

Mustique.

It takes a few seconds

to properly sink in

as you waltz across the carpet looking devilishly fit,

sit down, start to frown.

Spritz.

Half a minute later,

your scent seeks me out.

Tiny dainty molecules begin to coat my lungs...

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They make you promised,

But when the promises are broken,

They shout to the world that you are a liar.

They forced you to believe,

But when you lose faith,

They swear to god that you are not a believer

They seek your love,

But when you are forced to love them,

They says you are a slut, that's only want to play with their heart.

They craved for happiness,

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Don’t ask me what I’m thinking
just appreciate my smile
I was sitting there and drinking
as his painting took a while

Sitting there for hours on end
while da Vinci made fine art
gave me the numbest buttocks
and I could barely move to fart

That accounts for the enigmatic
wry expression on my face
You’d have a similar ambiguous look
if asked to pose demure and chaste

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I went out running this afternoon, for a spritely jog,

Down the Plantation Road, to clear the head of fog.

The legs, they take a while to heat, the heart it was fast pumpin,

By the time I got to Gilford, my mood it was jumping.

1 and 2 the breathing goes, to the rhythm of my legs,

Its times like this that I really wish, I was longer off the fegs.

I pass the fingerpost on the...

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3/20/17

I deserve

To have my heart broken

Into a million pieces

Just to feel my soul

I deserve

To be buried deeply

Far beyond the reaches

Of every hole

I deserve

To be alone

In the farthest parts of you

In places you don’t know

But I do

I shouldn’t be allowed

To sing with this crowd

Or even hear

Their shouts of joy

I shouldn’t be arou...

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When England played our boys in green

In Dublin the teams did convene

They huffed and they puffed

But got roundly stuffed

With nine points to Ireland’s thirteen

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Put your best foot forward hold your head high

Welcome in the new season with open arms

The time has come to banish those winter blues

With a fresh and bracing start to your day

Left right left right saluting the dancing daffodils

Discover nature anew and all its gentle charms

Halt under a calm sea of trees laden with blossom

Stride boldly in the morning dew come what may

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Once upon a time
Before you knew 
How to speak 
You climbed upon
Me 
And though I was
Sitting down 
You tugged at
My shoulders
And we both knew 
What you meant
And so slowly 
I stood
And the music 
It played 
And maybe it was that 
Which drove everything
Else 
Or maybe everything else 
Was what drove 
The music 
But whatever is whatever 
And you wanted me
To dance 
And I di...

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19 hrs · 

Note to revellers:

All the world's Irish pubs

are situated in the

Island of Eire (Ireland).

So the

Green Shamrock and Leprechaun

upon the Euston Road,

that used to be called

"The Grin & Bear Pit"

which used to be called

"Twisters"

and before that was called

"The Railway Arms"

ain't included.

So put down your shalaylee,

down your green Guinn...

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Given what's happening in America right now, I suspect it won't be long before the First Amendment begins fighting for its life.

With that in mind, I thought I'd share my most successful poem to date, though it's hardly a poem at all.

It is based on my experience of living in South Africa during Apartheid.

In The Tradition Of The Star

This poem is censored.

I cannot mentio...

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We never dreamed of war.

Our little bright child eyes,

But slowly and surely we watched 

As our toys became weapons 

And our rhymes changed into battle cries.

we were turned into men with black holes for eyes 

As we were morphing 

The countries were getting tense 

Watching each other like they would in a game of chess 

One would make a move the other would ponder wh...

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She is beautiful,

she sat down next to me. 

Her energy is intense, 

far more than I want to deal with.  

She keeps talking to me,

in fact she's talking to me now, 

but I find it more peaceful to ignore the company and just drink

i get paid to talk, I'd rather relax in peace. 

...I have become an antisocial bastard.  

Thank god she started talking to someone else. 

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My wish
Is to inspire
Someone

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From the moment I came onto this land 

Until the day I die,  and fade away 

My whole purpose in life is to love you

More and more each day

At night I pray to God 

Ask him is this just a phase 

Cos I know if I go in deeper

My heart will eventually break

But you have got to believe me

My heart will surely ache

But for a moment of happiness

It's a risk that I'm willin...

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Bend all ears oh My worshipers!
Your heyday has come.
The time when thee are invited by Me.
Each one solely.
Bestir to commemorate Me.
Rise to advance towards Me.
Stir up to acknowledge Me.
Wake up to bow before Me in supplication.
I am at hand to thee,
At this point of time.
Considerably closer than any other hour.
Take a single stride towards Me,
And I shall sprint in thy route.
Put...

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Radio playing in the background as I do the Saturday chores

Dancing and humming, dusting and sweeping

Spring time breeze, open windows and fresh clean smells

A familiar melody and beat swirl around me

Remembering the words, smile on my lips

And my heart swells

Suddenly transported back to the same girl in teenage form

Dancing and laughing, summertime beach bonfire

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1: 

Gametes are necessary precursors to sexual reproduction.  Gametes differ genetically from other human cells in that they __________.
 
seek a willing

surrogate

for tears

2: 

During the process of meiosis, crossing over can occur.  Draw a diagram of a crossing over event:

Take your love 

with my shame and
hands;

return

somewhat crumpled

3: 

Humans possess...

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The twins were out of the car before Dad switched off the engine.

Four years old, faster than foxes, slippery as fish.

There were rules about the park, no quarter given:

'Don't go under the fence; the wood is full of splinters.

Don't go over the top; the wire is full of barbs.

Daddy will open the gate. Wait for him.

Got that? Understood?'

They nodded and bolted.

They stoppe...

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A trapped mind wanders aimlessly

Circles the perimeters of its confines

Desperately searching through the bars

Yearning to escape but never daring the door.

Inside, a prison known

Outside, illusionary freedom

An overused concept

Abused more than hope

The mind hopes for freedom

Yet flinches at the thought

Anxious, overly-cautious and afraid.

The humble min...

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broken mind soaking red roses in dark lullabies

I thought we could give it one more try

should've known your hesitation was the cut between a hidden lie

I could've held your heart in a cradle but your unable to stay faithful

even when I cried to be your angel you killed me but came out the hero

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It's better when I write things down, 
I can be more meticulous.
Then I remember you called me a child and said I was ridiculous. 

Perhaps you shouldn't have made yourself so inconspicuous, 
it could be said that we would not have got into 'this'.

You picked at the conversation and I gave my participation. 
I rather wish I hadn't for now I'm left anticipating. 

Did the Indian Ocean pi...

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There's an angel among us,
He walks with his demons,
Drowning in sorrow and fear

And who would have thought
Such a kind-hearted soul
Would be trapped with the rest of us here?

So we planned his return
To the land whence he came,
So he could be free of his pain

Another lost soul
On the journey of life
Searching for light once again

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The someonewhowhat questionmark in me

Was wonderthinking whenwherewhy she be

And journey making gypsy like to go

Out looking, the answer for to know

She took a stephopleap and turned around

A circlespiralled dreaming silenced sound

With tambourine she danced o'er sandy bay

And found anew her home and pilgrim's way

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(free verse poetry) 

You're amazing just the way you are. You wear pretty jewelry. I love you just the way you are. You have the most beautiful voice when you sing. Your hair is beautiful. You have the most beautiful eyes. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever met. You have the most nicest and most prettiest smile. You're smart. I love your necklace and earrings. Your eyes sparkle like a sta...

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by Fush Moss

March 13, 2017

Quietly we invade the dark of night,

our great country to honorably serve.

We fulfill our mission without reserve.

Quietly we snatch away many lives.

Quietly many sustain unseen wounds

from the hell we observe and we inflict,

during what some refer to as “conflict.”

Quietly “conflict” is used to delude.

Quietly warriors succu...

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Sometimes I am promiscuous

A stranger, he just left

Fallen victim to temptation

Desire no more bereft

Is this what they call defeat

Because I don’t feel cheap

I see it as our nature

As humans when we cheat

We set aside monogamy

In the distance, we get weak

Faced alone with demons

A thrill ego will seek

So I tell myself I’ll play it safe

Let str...

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Life is like a chorus

Where the tone-deaf

Have to pretend

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I saw you first when I strolled in,

massive horse, the god of the yard.

You gave us health, you god of healing.

The light streamed in; your heart lit up

just like you were Apollo,

the god of truth, you saw our souls.

You put your head on my shoulder

It was so heavy but I held fast.

You smelt of hay and horse.

Your stamps echoed around the place

your feet as big as di...

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WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE DIED 23/04/1616 AGED 52
52 DIVIDED BY TWO = A PAIR OF ALPHABETS

To quote top playwrite Will Shakespeare
 remembered this four hundred years 
from among his much hackneyed sayings
 there's a couple that spring to mind here.
 One's about Cleo's lover,
  wanting to borrow...his country-mens ears.
And "The world is a great big platform 
on which everyone appears."
 
Wh...

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Reflection of Hope

Expectations of our lives are many and strained, those caulis moments of shared indifference are timed weeds in the garden of human experience, shallow of meaning, breathless in compassion, seedless in deed.

Choices heeded in battle, in a common walk, a stroll through the neighborhood, peering from ones stoop as if the world was at curbside and nothing else waited beyond t...

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GEORGE MARTIN

 Some of us never get to feel it

 That magical moment

 When you hit the ball just right

 Or that high note

 The one that shatters glass.

 And we never experience

 The thrill of discovery

 As Lord Carnarvon

 Staring into history

 At the tomb of Tutankhamun.

 But you had more than your share

 Though you never looked for it

 They say...

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The cold creeps in

To the little places,

Between the toes

Between the fingers

And in the nose.

The cold creeps in

At the expected hours,

Before the snow

Before the sun

While the wind blows.

The cold creeps in

When you least expect it as well,

Beginning with Pentecost

Beginning with the nursery rhyme

Escaping with exhaust.

The cold creeps ...

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The silence is deafening

I'm not sure when the silence stopped being calming

At some point the comfort of quiet turned into a prison

It's not that there's no sound, not exactly

I think I just stopped listening 

Now I can't listen, even if I try

I think I just stopped remembering how

It's not that I can't hear, not exactly 

At some poi...

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Hi all, 

I've put together a collection of poems from the last few years under the theme of night. Seemed a natural theme reading them back as most were written in the small hours. Would love to know anyone's thoughts- 

Night Work collection link

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Hospitals full 
No beds for care,
Government money 
All too rare.

Dementia patients left to cope
Danger, stranger, lost all hope.
Children waiting months to see,
Counsellors to set them free. 

Schizophrenia, write them off
No one really gives a toss. 
Benefits the only way,
Stop them having any say. 

Depression that's just a joke,
Just a crushing wall of smoke,
Watch it take yo...

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Charlie clark.

Huron high school has Randy as a coach.

Animal. What my dogs are.

Randy, the coach for huron.

Lebanon is a country.

I like pizza.

Eat pizza everyday.

Charlie Clark

Live everyday. Die.

ABT’s are food I like

Rabies is a disease

Kalahari is a place I go

Thank you

-Charlie Clark.

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A shabby and uncherishable growth,

it is at first unrecognised and scarcely noticed

as you make a roadside halt, your visitor’s eye

lured by distant iconic vistas. And so,

inveigled always beyond the details,

you appraise each photo op, framing,

say, the Silent City raised up against the sky

on self-absorbed strategic heights;

or lose yourself in contemplation,

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Pages and pages of pink and pink
roses on dresses and slender chic drink,
All pictures pretty some might think
but none reflecting strength, and that's the thing:

Women's Day isn't all flowers and hearts
it's message shouldn't be limited before it starts,
we are more than our constituent parts
so today try to tear stereotypes apart -

Support our differences, our quirks,
you don't have...

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Mom, sister, wife & daughter

Have portrayed as a role

Chased the calm charisma

Will they love you as a soul?

Appeased with offerings

Caged as a muse to woo

Chiseled stone into “goddess”

Do they see the one in you?

Butchered daring dreams

Blindfolded you with norms

Dreaded by the resurgence

Would they trigger the storm?

Praises are a vicious t...

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I know you are hurting

I know you feel alone and that 

applying more pain is the only feeling 

that brings somewhat of meaning

to yourself. 

But I promise you, 

you will smile again

you will enjoy the little things

for everything that they are

and when you reach the point 

when you dont know if you 

should even be healing

or if you should stay down this dark roa...

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It is a rose in front of God,

freewill exercised with consideration,

the voice of serenity,

hope invoked by the flawless faith that loves gives us

The serene vision of a brotherhood that has no color,

language, borderline, age, nationality or creed

The unexpected voice of life that understands the sharp cry where sorrow sleeps;

the coffin nails, the falsehood,

the...

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As they march across the land

To face their enemy

On their journey, all alone

To meet their destiny

As they look towards the sun

And hear the battle cry

Souls scream out in deadly pain

As they fall and drop and die

Bullets fly all through the air

Just landing feet away

Bodies lie all around

As the rest begin to pray

As they fight on through the ni...

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For the first girl I really loved ... long gone ...

____

Final Act

Brevity,

playing the fool

with time,

composes

his longest

soliloquy

in the actor's

dark asides.

Among the packed

stalls of eternity,

silence follows:

louder

than the aeons

of applause

life received.

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I see light when others see darkness. I see happiness when others see sadness. My perspective might be madness. But I am no stranger to misery and foolishness is much less demanding then mournfulness. Eyes that see sarrow never see the light that is Tomarrow.

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She knew he was psycho 

It takes two to tango.

she was just as guilty. 

She was just as guilty.

He preyed on her because he saw her weaknesses 

the holes through her defense 

he was gonna score

he was gonna score ! 

They are not what they seem.

The critters crawling in their teeth

Hiding behind sheep

hiding behind sheep. 

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I can do this

Carry you with me
And tell you stories 
Nothing would get in our way
Tumble and crawl

Don't just smile
Only together can we see the light

Today is special
How could we wish it away
I love the way you smile
So don't forget today.

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It’s all about finding the right girl.

The right girl who makes you forget about the may mornings of your past.

Who nullifies your need for the stratosphere by force feeding you fulfilment.

Who colonises your once impermeable morals and coverts them into nothing but trade.

Who robs you of your ambition by tainting your most sacred dreams with the smell of her breath.

The right girl,...

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This beach experience has nothing to do with Yorkshire, except its name!  And yes, it does get that hot.

On Scarborough Beach

flash dry fades

        in the turn of the world,

a shield of furnace flame

    as callous sears

        your flickering city

where dance of sea-glint,

        fixed near

and cannily coast-wise

   primates gather, cower,

crouch in ...

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Here's a pin.
I know this pin is tiny,
Much smaller than me,
Inanimate,
Not capable of moving without my help.

I'm aware of all those things.
I'm realistic.
When I talk about the pin;
When I hold the pin;
When I show others the pin;
When others hold the pin;
I show my awareness,
Outer calm,
Rationality.

This is just a pin.

I show this because I'm afraid.

Not just of the pin...

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Picnic by the sea: 

Deep peace of the rolling waves

On the golden sand. 

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What is true love?

True love does not involve vows 

True love does not mean living together 

True love is out of the control of society 

True is love is what the heart wants...and it does not give two shits what we think or what we want.

True is love has no beginning and no end 

True love is felt and not thought 

True love is ... well ... true and honest and un biased 

True...

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We search, manipulating ourselves through heart and chance to never find when its over. Faster through these years and farther from the layers that have made me. Wrapping me in that stupidity and decadence, where I’ve come to find nothing inside of myself but second chances. Thousands and thousands of second chances.

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There were people In parks And malls and jails On street corners Standing beside a bus sign People that I didn’t know, How to help, as I watched them And very often witnessed Their issues Problems Public and private On full display, Barked like dogs who didn’t Play well with others and were On leashes too long Collars worn and tearing But still restricting The people, Their dogs, One in the same I...

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  In heart-broken memory of my good friend Charlie, who died 7 May 2020

Charlie and I walked our post-cancer walks
Down this narrow stretch of green in the city
For a full decade. We aged together
But not like malt, we’ve blended into each other,
Man and Dog. He recognized the smells, me the sights,
And his life is shorter than mine. That afflicted me like
A sentence. Very few minute...

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I woke up this morning well ahead of my alarm

Filled with good intentions and desires- quite the opposite of harm

Surprised by the feeling of getting such great sleep

For the first time in a while I didn’t wait for the beep

Took a shower, shit, shaved and brushed my teeth

Eager to start the morning much earlier than this week.

The first ride cancelled, too impatient to wait

Di...

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মুখেতে আপনার কাহিনী লেগে আছে

সর্বদা ভ্রমণে থাকেন, পর্যটনের গাড়ি?

মন আর ভৌত বিঙ্গানে আপনার কাছাকাছি

আমি যে আছি এর কোন প্রমাণ তর্ক নাই

একসাথে একাধিক চলিতেছে রিয়েলিটি শো

পাসিং শটে আপনার সাইড টক আড় চোখে শোনা যায়

অনেক দূরে তরুণ শিক্ষক ক্লাস রোল ডাকে ছেয়ানব্বই, তেরানব্বই..

এরা যে কিসের এত বৈশিষ্ট্য পড়ায়

আপনি মিড নাইট ইন প্যারিস দেখবেন? চৌকষ

পড়ুয়া সহপাঠী যারে আপনি পেনড্রাইভ...

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Please sit back, don’t sit forward
I can’t hear a word you say
Please sit back, don’t sit forward
I can’t hear a word you say.

and there are certain types of roses
... never find their way..
those certain types of roses
... have something to say.

I left you on the corner
... trying to find your way.
I left you on the corner
... you were just the same.

"It’s like a littl...

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She stands in a puddle with

No shoes on her feet, umbrella inside out, still

skirting the street. Cobbled rocks gleam

black diamond dams,

She stands, hand raised and smiling

So sweetly a greeting, with jeans

dark, hair dripping black tears so terribly those

Trees beating their trunks stop

for a second, so solemn and

Lose the leaves of their years. They thud,

she splas...

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"Art of The Fool"
Know it all.
Always right.
Never changing.
Never learns.
Points the blame else where.
Always making excuse...
Such a fool for the wrong things and reasons...
Being rash,jumping the gun, never thinking of the consequences of the words or actions committed...
Living as a fool, will carve a hole of enormous proportion in ones being...
Even in the end the "Fool" a misguided...

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Northern Beat poetry Press Release

Northern Beat Poetry?  Is that, like, a THING?  You better believe it, Post-Truthers.  The cultural descendants of Ginsberg, Kerouac and Herman’s Hermits emerge from the cultural swamp that Mr Trump’s busy draining to bring the ripening fruit of invention to the vitamin-deficient streets of the North.

Who cares about courgette shortages?  It’s not...

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I didn't think I could love anymore.

That intimate passionate naive love seemed extinct.

I could see why he was so in love with her, she was lovable. I felt a hint of jealousy but of their love not of her or him. She had what i once had with him and I longed for that whether it was with or without him. I just wanted to fall stupidly in love like I had in high school before I knew how harsh l...

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-You have a healthy flower 
•I have a pot of dirt 

-You're happy
•I'm full of jealousy & pain

-You complain it's not the best flower 
•I wish my pot of dirt actually had one 

-You wish your flower was better 
•I cry knowing I don't have one 

-You consider other people luckier bc you believe their flower is beyond better than yours
•I consider you lucky bc you have a flower I don't...

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Stirred with a little spoon, the teabags swim

Like carp in golden liquid, fin to fin.

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