Winter wish
Winter had arrived
after the rain…
The sounds of their footsteps
on the softened ground
travelled gently…
Beyond the window pane…
In bed…Half sleep,
with the fresh winter light
warmly caressing his face…
Softly kissing his lips…
The artist wished for a dream…
Monday 30th April 2018 11:36 pm
Also by Xoanxo:
The wall |Remedy Rhymes Page One
I wish that we could be together
But it looks like we're just getting colder
I should probably put on my leather
Or maybe I should just write a letter
Love is pretty evil you should believe me
But I still leave my key under the rug
For the day that she comes home
Or the day that the sea rises up
She knows that she has a place to go
I like the divorce myself in the drive that I have
...
Monday 30th April 2018 10:36 pm
Also by Mikey V Kinsey:
Words of The Waiting Man Prologue | Little Crow Versus Firefly | Little Video | November | Imaginary Friends | Doctor, Doctor | Little Bracelet | Cancer | The Man Who Loses Everything | Whispering Willows | Protect You | Warm Up | Young Thief | All Alone | Absolute | Just Another Night (lyrics it's not a poem.) | Khantilian | Promise (lyrics for a song I'm working on.) | I've Already Made This Poem | Homegrown Pain | Words of The Waiting Man 9 | Cannaibal | Aza'timohgo The Feeder | Ye | Wendigo (This is a story.) | Enchanted Desolate | Drwoning Self Worth | Another Sad Song (Lyrics.) | Pros of a Broken Heart | Vow 2 | Bravo lime Oscar Oscar delta | Mama | Autumn Wind | The Raven | The House I burn Down (Death Part 3) | The House Sister Hates(Death Part 2) | The House That Father Built (Death Part 1) | Ashes, Ashes | Beautiful Storm | Deep Red | MLA | By Hellogoodbye - Here (In Your Arms) | H,O,P,E | Rambling of A Madman | Dope Died For | What's Real Anymore? | I Can't Breath. | My Twisted Side | Devil In a Suit | The Ghost | In Her Honor | Ghost | Pine Sap | My Family Misses You (Lyrics) | The Friction In your Mood | Nothing Like You | Because of Her | Monster | The Walk | The Devil Son (lyrics) | Unconditional | I'm Drunk And Will Always Love Her |A child's Rhyme
Spring Arrived!
The tulips are in bloom!
I am in great joy
because of you!
Monday 30th April 2018 9:24 pm
Also by AbSo2021:
Poets | Transparency |Lose no hope
Lose no hope
Monday, April 30, 2018
10:04 PM
God takes the test
and gives you rest
it will be the best he can offer
so later on, you suffer less
the body is prone to decay
and the death may have the sway
but nothing is taken away
without his wish and stays
you may recover soon
and come back with the boom
there is still room
and reason for yo...
Monday 30th April 2018 5:42 pm
Also by Hasmukh Mehta:
First time love | Own writer | Yes, speak | The distant mirage | Freedom Won | The poet never dies | Means a lot | Miss me not | The happiness is | The prayers are | Who is an enemy? | Remember an old | I loved | So many questions | Madeeha Gauhar | The world is open | Nice people struggle | The destiny and after | Poetry for peace | The feather in a cap | good to learn | Thank you, Prime minister | When darkness descends | Don't rob her | Attack on the judiciary | Let us utter | Beyond the boundaries | No shame on all | Love, no poetry | It is no good | The friendversary | The need for an hour | No need to fear | Sunshine | I shall not be cowed | Going to be | No possibility | We may call | What an amusement ! | Women's role | You will know | Yes, lot more | Right or wrong | Yes, we were | No one can say | What is poetry for | The life story | Let us not shed | How to remain | One must pick | Vast difference in | Love overcomes | I love her smile | No stoppage | Shame on our origin | Unfit to be human | What for am I? | Be silent | I will tell you about | I may not | An artist | Mothers come out | Mind is ..... | You kill | What to see ! | Total reflection | Their funeral | Life is not a problem | International anthology for peace | I may say | If i was a poet | O death! beware | O death! beware | No escape | The sun...A reality | Not only big | Within me here | No misunderstanding | As a golden day | Doesn't matter | Love and beleive | Decency code | I share it honestly | No, I never knew | ifs and buts there | I hear from | Not forgotten at all | Whether true or not | One must say | The poet everywhere | An ordinary woman | Don't prove me wrong | Lies help nowhere | You are right here | Life! teach me | Only link | Not reached | Tears call | Wrong notion | Only lady star | Strange accusations | Return to mother | Thank God | The soul travels | Watch keenly | We die | Oh! our future | Wildfire | With appreciative words | For humanity | Compare souls | With the hope | I feel at home with | Little hut | Fair enough | Simple in behavior | Create an anarchy | Who is to be blamed? | Ring the bell |her words my thoughts
She said
You not going anywhere
I’m not going anywhere
So what can you fuck up...
How bout the possibilities
Of what’s to come
If we become
My past life
Now interfering with my now
I carry old wounds
Scars from her
Not wanting them
To become you
Monday 30th April 2018 3:58 pm
Gathering The Turf
To the bog again,
with the ghosts of forefathers looking on,
surveying the task before them.
Along the turf face, the marks of the sleán,
slim, practised cuts,
a tribute to skills passed down the generations
who have worked this land
beyond memory.
Still-damp turves to turn,
dry stacks to gather in.
Fuel to stave off the cruel winter about to come.
Fuel to feed the...
Monday 30th April 2018 3:00 pm
Also by Trevor Alexander:
Pizza | Postcard | Shakespeare | Election | Mo Salah | Weather | The Bus Is Out Of Control | That Moment | Falling Star | Less | Footsteps | Ghost | Lascivious | The Builder | Inconsequential Man | Car Of His Dreams | Spring | Conversations | The Flowers | Marbles | Old Lady | Old Man | NaPoWriMo | ‘Cross The Styx | Shady | Happiness Is… | Misery Guts | Comb-over King | I Will Not Be There |Beds
Beds
To some it's just a bed,
Somewhere to sleep in oblivion,
suspended animation,
when to the world we're dead.
But sometimes
it's something else
instead -
A magic carpet to take us on a ride,
through epics and adventures
we may learn what's hidden
inside.
A bed to some may be a task,
a domestic chore,
Something we make
and no questions aske...
Monday 30th April 2018 2:23 pm
Also by Chris Bainbridge:
A River, Kent | Pride | Rebellion | Caravan Planet | It Can't Be Bedtime Yet | Hidden Chains | Castaways |Snakes Don't Kiss
Snakes don't kiss.
I know this because I used to be one,
in a former life,
long time ago,
biblically speaking.
Snakes don’t kiss cos their hiss gets in the way,
and that long long tongue you see with the V?
Gets all tangled when two snakes frenchie.
No, snakes don't kiss.
But never take a bet on it,
especially with a snake.
'Cause apart from not kissing, ...
Monday 30th April 2018 11:55 am
Also by Laura Taylor:
Just The One | Charity Begins At Home | Subjects of Denial | Not Doris Day's Armpits | Hotdesk Almanac | Advice For Free |Old Love
She soaked him up
Like water in a sponge.
Saturated
She went to a bar
Had casual sex
Got squeezed
Then went back for more.
Satre, Kerouac, Cohen
Horizons that exploded
In her small town mind.
They drank to forget the words
Made love in a fug of helpless hope.
Talked about marriage
"Why not? Why the fuck not?"
In an existential kind of way.
Then the love...
Monday 30th April 2018 8:39 am
Also by Hazel ettridge:
Why cant she write poems....? | Kathmandu 2 | Kathmandu 1 | Arriving at Annapurna Basecamp | To Wolfgar from the edge. | 100% Zero |Jessica
She only hears the rooster's call
In the morning and peeks deeply
At the sun's beams through the window
The way she reads a talking mouth.
She's twenty-two but thinks like twelve
Keeping fairytales in her nook
How a sixth grader reads a book.
Old papers hide in her basket
With her touch becomes piece of art
As she tears and folds the pages
Forming flowers, vases and doves.
She has c...
Monday 30th April 2018 3:13 am
Self defense
SELF DEFENSE
I just want to talk isn't what it seemed
Speak and he would just vacuum your skin
A friendly face how mesmerizing.
A breach of the shell, a breach of the heart,
Into your soul, is how it felt piercing through the dark.
Running through your mind is how to say no, self defense is the way to go. Head spinning, eyes wide open but still can't see.
Mouth wide opened as if y...
Monday 30th April 2018 2:51 am
Also by nathleighsha:
Submission |Bed like a spider web...
The night wears late
with cataclysmic debate.
Set fire from an ember,
lit long before eight.
Our molehills worn flat,
Meandering, this point to that.
It's vendetta based pinball (2 players!).
Another soul searching spat.
But then we arrive, at last to scene 5:
the finale as you take off to bed.
So exit stage left. Big finish? “Drop dead!”
The audience lef...
Sunday 29th April 2018 10:34 pm
Also by Matt Tyldesley:
Signals |SKELETON STAFF
Skeleton staff, always pleased to help,
pleased that they've come back to life
given yet another chance.
Cheap to run, never complain
rise from the dead again and again,
no service issues, bang on time,
cheaper than robots, quite sublime
and full of humour, lots of fun,
collect in groups or one by one.
They know our thoughts and serve us well,
arrested...
Sunday 29th April 2018 10:18 pm
Also by ray pool:
TWIN PEAKS | RESTORATION | IN THE GARDEN - AGAIN | THE WORLD ACCORDING TO ROGER MOORE | VIP TREATMENT | PENSIONER POET | THE WRISTBAND | ROSE KWARTZ | LATE DEPARTURE |Time
Time
The infinite space between life and death
Expanding contracting held in a breath
Lost in a moment born in a wave
Warm at the birth cold at the grave
In between we fail to measure
Add subtract hurry treasure
Learn expect wish and dread
Wake from slumber sleep abed
All the time, all the space
Held then wasted falls from grace
We own we lose we kee...
Sunday 29th April 2018 9:13 pm
Also by Carol Falaki:
Plastic | Canis | Foolish Pleasures |Not Mine
I have a face
But it’s not my face
It’s a face with flawless skin
And I have eyes
But they're not my eyes
Lined in black
With upraised wings
And the glitter and gold above them
Is not mine either
Shimmering and throwing light
When I blink
And I smile
But it’s not my smile
A practiced smile framed with bright red lips
That are not mine either
...Sunday 29th April 2018 8:41 pm
Also by Mahika:
Empty Tunnel | Foolishness |Appendicitis
In the middle of the night Fiona awoke screaming in pain,
"Quick dear husband,ring the doctor,my appendix is driving me insane!"
Dave rang the doctor, whom he knew really well,
"Don't panic,took out her appendix four years ago,I remember it well..
Whatsmore I have never come across anyone with two appendix in my life."
"Thats fine,but have you ever heard of anyone having a new wife!...
Sunday 29th April 2018 6:07 pm
Also by hugh:
Life in the slow lane | Fred's Dilemna | The Unlucky Vicar | Alcoholic Frolic | Raise them and praise them |An Editable Feast
Silence seems to be practising on me
from that uncertain distance
where the sky meets the sea.
Looking so far without obstacle
I don't know what I perceive.
Is that the other bank of a vast river,
and how might things be viewed from there?
On a day like this great ocean is
laying foam upon the sands
awakening my toes way down there
miles above my head wide sky is
throwing halcy...
Saturday 28th April 2018 10:47 pm
Also by Adam Whitworth:
Once An Acorn | Hanging Leaves | How Long Is Love Enchanted | Magnifying Glass | Oumuamua | Verses one, two, three | Equal |Junk Mail
Yes, I am bitter.
Yes, I am jealous.
Yes, I am insecure.
Yes, it hurts to watch.
Yes, I am not the victim.
Yes, you are free to choose.
Yes, I may not be your first choice.
Yes, my best is still not good enough.
Yes, I cannot accept your rejection today.
Yes, I won’t be able to accept it tomorrow either.
Yes, I apologize, I am a burden to you because I am weak,
Im...
Saturday 28th April 2018 8:52 pm
Also by Mazzi:
Muse | Disarrayed | Lonesome | Ignorance is Not Bliss | Prisoner of the Mind | Love & Cigs | Clipped Wings | Haiku - Quest | Touch | Bitter-Sweet | Three | Change | Jaded |See The Trees
Trees are so inspiring to me
Pillars of Nature, that live and breathe.
Have you seen Trees in the morning light ?
I never weary of that splendid sight.
Bark and branches dark and light
Sunlight contrasts them as day and night.
Winters starkness enhances delight
No distractions, just , Trees and Light.
Poetry reader may I suggest
See the Trees, at my behest !
Saturday 28th April 2018 6:46 pm
Also by terry l shuff:
The Moment |Ray Charles - a lyric essay
How does a blind man,
black man,
orphan,
born in disproportion,
make his prospects
better than his card decks?
Let’s take a trip into his past life
without life
while he tries to save his brother
and brave his mother.
Stay alive!
He screamed at his younger.
Stay alive!
I need you my brother.
But, no matter how hard he tried,
he d...
Saturday 28th April 2018 4:24 pm
Also by Nathalie Sieh:
Darling | Separate We Stand | I Hate to Fish |Trust
Folk Cut, folk thrust, folk fight
for a slice of life,
for peace and quiet,
for their health,
status, safety.
And folk cut you, slice you,
dice you and fry you
to gain relative wealth,
advantage,
their own ego.
So where you might be prone
to help, support and
nurture, advantage is
taken and
you get shafted.
Trust destroyed, isolate,
li...
Saturday 28th April 2018 8:50 am
Also by Rich:
Snails | Spring Tea |Passion
Feeling the fire that burns from within,the things I want to do is known as a sin. Lips touching lips eyes are entwine, .
us making love till the end of time.. let us
pause and look at the Stars, lost in the
moment as we gaze. In awe....
Saturday 28th April 2018 6:22 am
World of Drama
I've had thee, all mine
if thou wilt.
I'll find subtle way to cure
tremble at the words.
My dearest June, love beckons.
drama~
Through every lasting place
thou promise of such
thy hearts desire, sweet June.
Mark me well, lair of earth,
murmur of the birds.
~~
Whatever approaches the beating wings
oracular of drama, world of pain.
Saturday 28th April 2018 2:04 am
Also by Wood:
TUlip | Humpback Camel | Dormouse | Held into Day | Star Dust | Autumn in the Wind | Stains of the Day | Outside to Stay |so what if we spent just one afternoon
scooping grains of unseen stars into the life of our hands
watching as the universe drips between our fingers,
we would stare at one another and breathe
together,
at once, as still, as beautiful as what remained.
so what if we spent just one evening
gathering the last of the sunlight,
we knew we could do it all again
as we knew...
Friday 27th April 2018 10:39 pm
Also by Edward Coleman:
You're No Sylvia | Seven Fifteen |Beneath The Surface
Sometimes, we love what we see.
Knowing not that there's a different view beneath the sea.
We try to make sense of superficial things when being real demands no explanation.
We live in a world where we chase smoke then feel the fire...
We love feeling safe in our little world and forget that sometimes we need to let go.
Let go and let the fire consume us
Feel what it means to be ...
Friday 27th April 2018 10:28 pm
Widow Maker
Widow Maker
In the mid 80s my dad took me to a plane crash in North Wales
It was a B-26 Marauder that hit a mountain
We climbed up to the area nearby
I froze when I saw our last climb
Up a seemingly vertical dry waterfall
There was only a bit of metal at the bottom
The rest was hundreds of feet above
We had to ascend a series of rock ledges
These were like steps and gav...
Friday 27th April 2018 7:41 pm
Also by NICK ARMBRISTER:
Blasted Backfires | old soul | Biplanes Attack! | On Camera | Death Cash | Uncle Sam | Fake Believe | Lady Pee | SMASHED MIRRORS | ACRONYM | HEY ALANIS | THIS CITY | Lads | Nailed Indeed | Corrupt | Satire | Headstrong Tornado |Signs of change
The times may change
Certainty may become uncertainty
The intended may become the unintended
Your beauty always remains.
The times may change
Invention may become folly
The creator may become the destroyer.
Your beauty always remains.
The times may change
Healing may become the disease
The gift may become the poison
Your beauty always remains.
Friday 27th April 2018 6:48 pm
Also by Jon Stainsby:
Ageless love | Pleasure | Good night, my love | Renewal | Invading my personality | Dining on knowledge | Past, Present and Future | Standing on the doorstep | It's just not cricket | Going through the emotions | Can't sleep | Grey day | Terrible words | Rose in a vase |WILLIE NELSON
(I’ve always thought that literature lacked a fusion poem marrying a certain country and western singer with the achievements of Admiral Nelson and my Hampton. This is my attempt to address this.)
I have a certain body part to which I’m quite attached
And as a Rear Admiral I think he can’t be matched;
So to this country singer this tribute I apply
So I call my willy Nelson cos he...
Friday 27th April 2018 5:44 pm
Also by John Coopey:
THE TURKISH BARBER | YOUNG HOOLIGANS | VLAD ALL OVER | HUGGING CANDLES | THE BOY DOES NOTHING | THE WATER METER |Legacies (A poetic one scene drama)
Introduction before the curtain is opened.
-->The introducer addresses the audience.
Instead of none-stop
Condemning the past
Let us do our part
To lift our country
From economic morass fast.
Better than licking a wound,
Taking corrective measures
On former leaders’ mistakes
We could
Capitalizing, on what
They did good.
(Open Curtain)
--> Enters Emperor Tewodros II
I...
Friday 27th April 2018 1:46 pm
Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:
Diametrically Opposite Mentality | Richard Cory/ By Edwin Arlington Robinson/Translation in Amharic/ሪቻርድ ኮሪ/Alem Hailu |Why Did You Go?
It has been a week now
Since I saw your face
I walk by your room
Sadness overwhelms my body
I don’t want to open your door
Because I know you won’t be there
Sleeping in the house alone is different
The loneliness sets in when the clock strikes 10
And you’re not home
The dryer still full of your clothes
You shouldn’t be gone
I walk past the dishes in the sink that ...
Friday 27th April 2018 1:40 pm
Also by Dan Wilde:
Why Do I Let You Go? |About Today’s fake Babas
About Today’s fake Babas
Today’s babas are playing with religious sentiments of People
Fooling them for the sake of religion and God
They are well known by their followers in country and abroad
This is becoming every baba’s passion
Misusing people’s money and their blind faith are only their aim
Fake Gurus are hurting simple people’s religious beliefs
Betraying their foll...
Friday 27th April 2018 12:59 pm
Also by Bindu Trigunayak:
Today’s Relationship- The Latest Version | The Today's World | Love at first sight |I Just Want To Bloom
Why is it that when I am doing my best,
and feeling my best,
I end up collapsing,
and starting all over again feels so hard to do
You just feel like the biggest failure
Friday 27th April 2018 7:31 am
Also by yajaira:
HiGH TIMES |Justice and Peace
Justice and Peace
Rumbling sounds warn of earthquakes
gathering clouds speak of an imminent storm
A vat of wine mumbles as it ferments
a child whimpers before it cries out
The sun rises to reveal the glory of the day
beneath the surface of life a new force gathers momentum
This is where we are
A challenge is breaking loose
to denounce corruption, prejudice and war
...Thursday 26th April 2018 11:44 pm
Also by keith jeffries:
The End Times | A Grey Blanket | War Games | A Woman of Substance | The Rock of Friendship | This and that |Haikus 2
where do I fall now?
I’ve left so many craters
find me by the holes
=======
where Birds congregate
and people move too quickly -
there you will find me
========
you hypnotize me
I call for your secret lies
you never said no
=======
I have now begun:
claw my way up from the void.
no slim light - not yet
Thursday 26th April 2018 10:33 pm
Also by Douglas MacGowan:
Haikus 1 | Dancing and Shadows |elixir
I think of all the things we didn’t need before
and the thought is enough
to make my heart open doors
that i never dared before to huff ... To
my heart gets warm to the things we accomplished before
and then I wake from the sweet dream that restored
the faith that once was sore
but its enough for me just for the record
you didn’t need a face to be heard
your lo...
Thursday 26th April 2018 4:48 pm
Also by racha:
broken wheel of fortune | so long ago | encounters | voices | reversed | unexpected friend | father figure | closure |Painkiller
Painkiller
This world is brutal in its bitter way,
destroying beauty, tarnishing the good,
Hurting the carers, harming those who would
do better with their lives each passing day -
those who, despite all that the doctors say,
take back some control – if only they could
get up from where they drown beneath the flood
of good intentions. So today I pray:
when you’re hu...
Thursday 26th April 2018 4:33 pm
Also by Ian Whiteley:
To That Person Who Chips In To Finish A Crossword For You | Pub Quiz Theory | Let The Night Fall | The Collector & The Collected | Back To The Park |The Labour Party
I’ve never known as many people now in this country . Who are against our country’s beliefs . Too far to the left . To ever set us free . They know how to please . It’s like a disease . Lots of people don’t want it . Can’t get rid of it . They know it can spread . It’s been a way of life for far too long . And we need to cut this badness out forever .
Thursday 26th April 2018 4:17 pm
Also by Wendy Higson:
Ambition |The Young Lovers
Their voices harshly clash
and will not lie calmly
or rest in our ears
in peace
They rise loud over all else
and do not fall to our key
but strike out at us
in dissonance
Our song is raised joyously
and the harmonies sing
of the love we know
in concert
We have our air so their words
smash and fall to the ground
they do not stay in sight
o...
Thursday 26th April 2018 4:16 pm
Also by Chris Armstrong:
The Navigator | Vespers | Soft Spirit of the Night | The Garden | Grassland | On Hearing a Loved One's Fate ... E quindi uscimmo a riveder le stelle [1] | At the Grave |SING OF SPRING
The breath of an early dawn in Spring
Is like a choir eager to sing
To remind us of all that life can bring
The renewal of hopes and dreams that cling
From the early times when life was young
And we found ourselves adrift among
Fellow beings like flotsam flung
On some strange shore to which we clung,
Each with an unspoken fate to face
Engaged in some unspoken r...
Thursday 26th April 2018 3:19 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:
ST. GEORGE'S DAY APRIL 23RD 2018 | EXPERTS REVISITED | POETRY "COMPETITIONS" | GOODBYE KEITH, GOODBYE ROGER | A VIEW FROM 30 YEARS OF PUBLIC SERVICE | DOUBLE GUFF! |Lost Woods.
If you're not careful you can get lost in the woods of your mind.
My piece of advice would be to bring with you a guide.
Someone to hold your hand and walk you through.
So that if something is lurking you have someone to hold onto.
Make sure the person you bring is trustworthy.
That they'll stick around when it starts to get scary.
Things go bump in the night and more-so in these woods...
Thursday 26th April 2018 2:59 pm
Also by Nick:
Laredo Vista Avenue. | No Take Backs. |the hermit
Just one spec of dust
In the universe
And I’ll survive alone if I must
I’m waiting for your summation
Your wisdom is a revelation
Guide me teach me
Follow through
Don’t leave me stranded, reeling
My stomach in knots
This sinking feeling
You don’t love me
and that’s ok
I’ll just savor each day
And when it’s done I’ll say
I’m fine and show you I...
Thursday 26th April 2018 10:30 am
Also by Lilly Love:
the board game LIFE | Pretzel | Endoscopy | The good housewife | Shaggy | Roller coaster | Anchor | Upgrade | Honey | Museum |Missing
What happened to my forks?
What happened to my spoons?
Where are all my bowls?
Swallowed by her room?
Scattered onto window sills
Underneath a sock or two
I'm sure my daughter didn't mean to
Leave my dishes in her room
Old something green
Hardened brown mystery
I recall there was once a floor
Here
Beneath this travesty
All is well I'm sure
I'm sure I'll b...
Thursday 26th April 2018 8:43 am
Also by April Tredinnick:
Dear Sadness, |Foxtrot Fergus
He slicks back his hair
And knots his cravat
This king of the dance floor
The world’s dapperest cat.
He can tap out concertos
With only his feet
And his Tango has been classified
As “officially sweet”.
His hot chocolate eyes
Say come dance with me
I’ll show you paradise
And if you’re very hungry
I’ll buy us strawberry ice!
He has tutored Fred Astaire
And h...
Thursday 26th April 2018 6:50 am
Also by eve nortley:
Foxtrot Fergus | Grimbly Jones | The bravest cat of all! | Free range Easter | Cats Paw Mc Graw |editor at large
incongruent and awkward
always fit well, one with the other
but each make beggars choosers
in this ridiculous world that hides
inside the disguise of normality--
in this world, the jester is made king
and, though supplicants
only sing his song in mock
he remains fixed and frozen
to the throne waiting
for what might be sung next.
Wednesday 25th April 2018 11:29 pm
Also by nunya:
darkroom | INCOMING...onlookers regrouping at the summit | timeline | frostbite (maybe come next spring) | bodies in motion, bodies at rest (repression and repose) | undivided |“No friends”
I’ve been stabbed by dead moments too often to hear the depths of my own voice driving to keep purpose loud and clear.
What would it mean to hear all?
How often is it true what one wills for them self?
How seldom is truth far below the surface.
What’s a will like this doing in a wasteland of misfits?
No one is where they want to be.
Not a single one is satisfied.
Be who you ...
Wednesday 25th April 2018 3:47 pm
I want this to last forever
The greatest smile I have ever seen,
the most gorgeous voice I'll ever hear,
with stunning eyes that turn me to stone,
I feel like a child when I'm around you.
The little time that we spend together,
I wish it would last forever.
Talk about nonsense,
yet laugh at everything.
We create memories,
with only our fingertips,
never mind the spoken words that cannot be heard,
we make promi...
Wednesday 25th April 2018 2:06 pm
Also by LeGou:
I can see your face in dry paint |Teenagers
I've got green stained knees
they remind me of you.
its the color of what once was your room
that you always said you hated,
yet you never bothered to paint it.
where we stayed up till 4 am
dreaming of our future flat.
visions of blue walls
and pictures of waterfalls
because you were in to that sort of thing.
Now I'm laying in the summer grass
as God’s tears come trickling down,
storm...
Wednesday 25th April 2018 1:42 pm
Also by Karin Seaver:
plastic protection | Nerves |Murray River
That first time I sensed you at the old Tocumwal railway bridge,
I peered out the window like a child
at the window of a lolly shop,
It was night,
I could barely see your glittering reflections
In the darkness, your breeze surrounded
My face with a scent of fresh cool water
And a hint of parched eucalypt
When I returned you welcomed me
like a fostering mother,
So...
Wednesday 25th April 2018 12:39 pm
Killing the Piano
We tried to save you with small ads.
Free to good home, must collect
but nobody called.
We tried schools and churches,
community centres,
but none were prepared to accommodate you.
No room for the past,
no use for tradition,
and each back turned
was another key condemned.
Once we dragged you a hundred miles north,
and later a hundred back,
my faithful ...
Wednesday 25th April 2018 12:28 pm
Also by Joe Williams:
Street Food |Dreams don't come true straight away
I met her once
Under a white moon,
On the lake
With a gentle breeze.
I stared at her
Not knowing what she’s thinking.
We reach out for each other
Under the beautiful sky.
We talk, laugh and sing.
I’ve never been so happy.
I look in her eyes,
I see hope,
I see truth,
I see all I’ve ever wanted to see.
That mystical glow,
The moon reflecting off...
Wednesday 25th April 2018 10:04 am
Also by P C Kenet:
Playing the Game called Life |You weren’t the one
You scare me
You manipulate me
You used me for your gain
You thought you owned me
You weren’t in love with me
You were in love with the idea of me
You sucked away my happiness
I tried to leave
You followed me everywhere I went
You degrade me when you have a tantrum
You called me your wife and treated me like a possession
I don’t owe you anything
You changed ...
Wednesday 25th April 2018 5:10 am
Also by iesha washington:
L.O.N.E.L.Y |Last Word
Were I to write especially for you
Admitting emotions, far before they're due
Were I to feel a longing for your touch
Confessing my sin of wanting it too much
A noteworthy charm your messages convey
I can tell that you are smiling as you write to me that way
A playful endeavour as we natter back and forth
Both parts teasing as we equally want more
Were I to m...
Wednesday 25th April 2018 1:38 am
My Dreams
My dreams they have died
Buried deep within myself
Hope to renew them
Tuesday 24th April 2018 6:08 pm
Also by Shirley Smothers:
Open Your Eyes | My Name is Sarai |Our First to Now
I know not from when you came.
How my insides echoed hollow.
I know not where my conscious went.
My mind forgot to follow.
I knew not of what empty meant.
At least for a couple of hours.
I know not what empty meant.
Our love forever flowers.
Tuesday 24th April 2018 4:01 pm
Only Scratching the Surface
Sharp blade cuts I panic
Trying to get past them
The problem solving never wrong
I told you so people.
Tuesday 24th April 2018 3:44 pm
What if: nightmares, angst and fears
what is a dream; what is reality?
what is death; what’s on the other side?
it’s perhaps our vulnerability
our most distressing convictions
our most dreadful nightmares…
what if you die tonight?
how do we differentiate between
what is considered to be reality
and what is deemed to be a dream?
in what we assume to be the reality
is the actuality effectively a ...
Tuesday 24th April 2018 11:52 am
crown shyness
Abraham told us to come again
next year when the sky would
pother with ash from the fires
because right now we could not
see the stars just the faceless
children playing basketball on
the streets and you know they
never miss a shot so we spent
the year in our tiny homes with
aggressive mould coating the
walls and the things we gave
names to like Table and Lamp
...Tuesday 24th April 2018 11:37 am
Also by Stuart Buck:
it is a sphere |No room for doubt
A chair calling the anxiety I call bad, misinterpreted.
A doll covering a hole in the ground calling my shallowness vague.
Through the light, where I can see, leave me no room for doubt.
Monday 23rd April 2018 11:34 pm
Also by Seven Charles:
Wild is the wind |Vicissitude
I've been trying to fill a void, shamelessly I have to admit
by subsituting our late nights in with even later nights out
Friends once lost or forgotten reappear into the abyss that long ago were hours I would have dedicated to someone else
Like water filling a gap in the ocean floor, it is difficult not to let them pour in
But these are the friends I need
Night time drives with ...
Monday 23rd April 2018 9:11 pm
Pain
Pain
Pain
All I know
All I ever will know
Is pain
Because of
One mistake
One action
One mess-up
In a flawless life
We got seperated
Far away from each other
Where we thought
We would be better
Off at
I let him go
Out of my reach
Where it would
Be next to
Impossible
To get him back
Into my life
Into...
Monday 23rd April 2018 7:31 pm
Painless Torture
This night oh this dark and lovely night where the moon dances with my eyes and till the sun rises again
I have not felt a pain so uneasy as this in years it brings me to the edge of my seat
My heart wont miss a beat
The heavier my eyes grow the more the night glows
And I must refuse to sleep
Body exhausted and my mind a bottomless pit of potential
Thinking of things of old and n...
Monday 23rd April 2018 6:22 pm
Bare eyes to the world
You speak awkward
Struggling for words
Yet you captivate
with your desire to be
Someone who cares
In the clean gaze of your eyes
Honesty is a realm
Corporeal
I drink in your tears
They cleanse my mind
And bathe my soul
Monday 23rd April 2018 3:31 pm
Also by DESMOND CHILDS:
Within the wind |Paradise Lost
Paradise Lost?
Big adjustment. Nothing like retirement.
One minute, I’m your average day to day man -
up at first light, a couple of grapes, then
on with the day job: Emu; Elephant;
Duck Billed Platypus; Lesser Spotted Toad…
biodiversity makes a demand
on imagination. But when I tired,
I thought of her under the tree: first bride,
always smiling, beau...
Sunday 22nd April 2018 8:49 pm
Also by Terry Jones:
The Carer |Far from this place
Oh, to spend some time
Precious ill got
Away from the feathers and the flux
Of human intercourse
Where everything is either split or spilt
Or spat out and declared
Behind waves of words
Some unspoken
But more often not
Sent crashing one upon another
In costume covered gloss and paint
All froth and fancy
From those who fail to observe
The cautious perplexities
...Sunday 22nd April 2018 7:32 pm
Also by Martin Elder:
Airships |The Mask
The Mask
So softy sealed her lips keep all,
The hurt and pain only she recalls
From dimming the light of someone’s day,
Just to hear the words ‘are you OK?'
A disguise so real, no one would know
The day to day struggle I long to show,
Through the beauty and laughter of a delusory mask
It’s no wonder they don’t even stop to ask
If my life is still perfect as soo...
Sunday 22nd April 2018 3:50 pm
Broken Masonry
Not for me another love
like choking fear
It will not budge
I dare not blink
for it now seems
by choosing drink
I dwell in dreams.
I grind to bits
my words and teeth
when searching through
my history:
to lift above
what lay beneath
all that broken masonry.
Words and foto Tommy Carroll
Sunday 22nd April 2018 3:47 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:
Drunk |Silhouettes
Shadows lurkin' in the dark
Mingling, dwindling, taking new forms
As if like mist they've risen suddenly
Clear, murky or grotesque figures
Each shadow has its own story
First there's a tall girl caressing her child
Though it's shadow I can feel her smile
It evanesces gradually to take a new form
A toddler chuckling, chased by its mom
Next I see the child grow tall
And a labouring mothe...
Sunday 22nd April 2018 6:24 am
Also by Binte Afroz:
Rumination |To get through the day
Your the essence,
The essence of love,
The essence of life.
Your my soul,
Your my heart,
You reside over my mind.
Your part of me,
Your in everything i do,
You make every thought i have.
I feel you, always,
In every breath,
You give me the strength to breath.
Your in the warmth that brings me to life.
Your in the chills that make me alert.
You give my heart the strength ...
Saturday 21st April 2018 2:16 pm
Also by Chris Campbell:
Winter | True Nother | My angel |Only One Winner
Only One Winner
He dropped a glass
On my stone floor
And there was only one winner.
She breathed her last
Was at death’s door
And there was only one winner.
He took a chance
She faced a threat
And there was only one winner.
He lived a life,
He paid his debt
And there was only one winner.
My nights were dark
The sun arose
And the...
Saturday 21st April 2018 11:40 am
Also by mike booth:
The Body of Life |"The Watcher"
My lip has been chewed off;
your words, carved well into my bones.
I concede, I had given myself entirely
to an unquenchable longing.
You were astonishing -
some glimmer of Moon's depth -
and my toes found their way through shadow and bramble
to feel in the shallow reaches of your arcane lake-
only if for a moment.
Swam in dreams of what it must taste like
to belong to this earthly p...
Saturday 21st April 2018 11:17 am
Trees- be these.
A Trunk holds branches
that then support the new buds
all fed by the roots
Saturday 21st April 2018 12:11 am
Ocean locked blues
Ocean Locked Blues
This could be our legacy
These are words that help us breathe
Get through our anxiety and hatred
These are voices that make us stable
This is our energy that stays in a constant frame
An Advocate with a generous grace
that keeps your ambitions intended straight
so you can fight through a somber night
Smile cause you only get to see ...
Friday 20th April 2018 11:27 am
Mornings Grace
Birds chirping
Praising the beginning of a new day
As the sun rises
I look into your eyes and see
The glory of God staring back at me
Even though at that moment
Feeling unworthy
Yet still acknowledging the fact
That his Blessing was conceived
Thankful for another day
To be close to you
As our souls intertwine into one unit
Formed from a love that was given to us
...Thursday 19th April 2018 4:52 pm
To the Love I have Lost
I remember a time together
Things were so easy
We were so happy
I never thought we'd make it here
Where all our love has dissapeared
I long to hold you close
But your heart no longer craves me the most
The saddest truth you'll hear
To me you're still dear
I wait for the day
Where our hearts align
In my mind
Your heart belongs with mine
Thursday 19th April 2018 3:33 pm
seam (04/19/2018)
devil's sympathies
dried up streams
where letters used to be
smoke-filled rooms
warm with murmuring lips
rumors left vacant as coal dust
chalk outlines traded
for slow leaks of nitrous oxide
and the velveteen burn of a leash
taut teachings of how to loosen up
and laugh again
Thursday 19th April 2018 1:43 pm
Also by Zach Dafoe:
name here (04/11/2018) | viking book club 2 |Fear
{Fear}
The morning dew is
on my shoes the birds
are chirping and singing
their tunes as the
morning sun brightens
up the sky with warm
crisper air that made
you take a deep breath
into your lungs waiting
to exhale
And
I fear
And as the birds goes
silent and the clouds
went a dark bluish gray
with the sun gone
behind t...
Thursday 19th April 2018 4:16 am
Also by Chiari Warrior Soldier:
Lustful Confession's | Take Care | Face To Face With Us | I'm Out Of My Head | I See So Clearly | My Illusion's | I Maybe Fragile |MAN DO I HATE BEING LIED TO
My mind goes into a blank state
who's on first what's on second
Want to believe what I hear
know a lot is not clear
from the mouth of a liar
On shaking ground
when all can not be compared
due to closed mouths
of those too scared
to share their truth
The liar is loud
and proud
he causes others pain
pores down rain
on their heads
hopes to ...
Wednesday 18th April 2018 7:15 pm
Also by lynn hahn:
NO SURPRISE |LIFE
A little thumping fist
Rhythmically pulsating
With one hand on your chest
Another on your knee crouched over
Running yet again
You look back but not front
A glimmer in the distance
...
Wednesday 18th April 2018 2:48 pm
Also by Swetha Kandati:
GIRL ON FIRE |An old Christmas Poem
Special wishes for the day that arises
the day that breaths fufilling hopes and suprises
resting in the spirit of giving and thanks
puts things into perspective cuz love desires no rank
take pride while we ride in unity
the days also giveth and taketh then they are through with me
they feed my sanity
up front with less scrutiny
my verbal words provide the truth in me
so ...
Tuesday 17th April 2018 11:25 pm
Also by Zayman:
Onionmint |My Rainbow Baby
whenever i found out i was pregnant with you,
i was so happy and filled with love i could feel my heart literally melt...
whenever i found out i’d be losing you, and then i lost you,
that was the most painful thing my body and heart had ever felt...
you gave me the greatest joy, and also the greatest pain...
you so quickly made me full of life, and then when i lost you, with you my life had ...
Tuesday 17th April 2018 10:34 am
Also by Naomi Bunton:
the beginning of “The Naomi of All Novels” | haunted |Find Me
Will you notice me?
Where are you?
don’t this just send chills up your spine.
Tuesday 17th April 2018 9:37 am
Also by Eden Louise:
Harsh fireflies. | Aching Beauty | The Young Fool |First Fight
There were tears
Rolling down my face.
I never was a pretty crier,
So I looked away.
Heard your voice
Over my heavy breathing,
Crying harder when you said
You weren't leaving.
I hold tight to everything;
Knuckles white from my grip.
If I let go, even a little,
My whole world could slip.
I've been afraid, though,
To hold onto you.
My heart ga...
Tuesday 17th April 2018 5:17 am
Also by Jara Giner:
Heart Shaped & Reflective | The Girl Who Cried Wolf |2018 Once more Trev's on his annual Texas Tour Pt2 The journey out
Image: Got a seat near the emergency exits on the main flight, much more leg room.
31.03.18 – 17) Bags packed ready to go taxi waitin’
No time for debatin’
Quicker than catchin’ a fast train,
I’m leavin’ on a jet plane
Flyin’ high in the sky like a bird on the wing,
Let those engines sing
An’ I’ll be found Texas bound
So now I’ve written this little rhyme
It’s get m...
Tuesday 17th April 2018 12:23 am
Insane You
More than a reason, alive and new
You are so gracefully insane.
You are a thousand things.
As always and one more time
You just sit on the line.
Yet nothing is a big deal
And to be different,
So being in your madness
And dreams that storms,
And those chunks of missing pieces
Your path meets,
But rarely crosses.
Such pretty things you said to me.
For all is ...
Monday 16th April 2018 2:42 pm
Also by ADITI JAIN:
Just another thought | Late Night Talks |3 hours
day the night
pain to happiness
alone in your arms
black, white
buds, blooms
rip, leap
3 hours
this heart feels it belongs to you
my sweet dreams.
Sunday 15th April 2018 6:11 pm
Also by kanne:
Alam mo ba | Tanga |REAL HEROES!
Some gets it free,
and others to pay fee,
since they have to earn,
for their own life's spree.
Those who have pleasure,
remain busy in its measure,
unwilling to seek the value,
of colossal within treasure.
Those who really seek,
without getting bleak and weak,
are the real heroes,
who will eventually reach the peak!
Sunday 15th April 2018 5:06 pm
Also by MANISHA SAINI:
INNER BOX |Before My Eyes
Before my Eyes
the image came to life:
blue lava wails and flares its stifled tongue,
splenetic, sharp and surly-
licking waves which,
cresting ever higher,
catch upon the wind and rain-
crashing down upon
the sailors and the ships
and I can almost feel it,
the ocean’s spray upon my cheeks-
the tension rising
with the wave,
smotheri...
Sunday 15th April 2018 7:40 am
The Void is Cast
Whether it was going to an all boys' school,
Growing up in a religious subculture,
Having parents that didn't let you develop
Or provided no template for living
Say you are one of those guys that missed out
On intimacy in your teenage years
How do you ever recover?
Laying in bed lonely for all those nights.
Not even having dates with girls your age.
No girlfriend.
...
Sunday 15th April 2018 2:23 am
Rise and Breathe
Rise and take breath of newly found freedom.
Rise and take breath as those weighted shackles are gone.
Chains made of the heavyest stone are broken lost to you now are you rise.
Finally there is light.
Finally there is air.
Finally you can breath.
Freedom has been granted and given freely.
It asks no payment only that you take this chance.
Finally there is a shift, a chance...
Saturday 14th April 2018 8:37 pm
écrasez l'infâme
The Scientific Enlightenment came at no small cost
Imprisionment, blasphemy, books burnt, the Inquisition, internment death
The Secular, Spiritual Sceptical, Scientific spirit survived and slowly tamed Christian fundamentalisn.
Now, a new constant vigilance is the price we pay as unreformed superstition seeks to re-establish a new dark place in the west - truly it is difficult to f...
Saturday 14th April 2018 5:35 pm
Also by John E Marks:
A lurking |Mum
Not always easy me and mum
But sparks ignite loving hearts
And fire up a love that runs and runs
Firing true for my mum and me
Special relations mums and sons
As I’ve seen so clearly, with my own ones
Maybe too alike, maybe too different
Sparks just happened along the way
Both too stubborn, both never to give in
But the clashes only stood out, because really so few
P...
Saturday 14th April 2018 1:45 pm
My daily feeling
Hi Im parker a hopeless romantic
Ive been single forever but i dont panic
I have so many goals i need to manage
So i smoke weed and go on drug binges to stay average
Because i noticed im being to passive
Why am i so alone
Is it because im always home
I try new smiles
Create new styles just for the
Lovely ladys that catch my heart
But when she see i want to be more then friends
She stops...
Friday 13th April 2018 10:23 pm
A taste of hell!
A Taste of Hell!!!
Where does self-respect sit
In the minds of those who weep
For a burglar –without guts- who
Into a pensioners house did creep
His motive –with an accomplice- was
To brow-beat, so they could steal
From an O.A.P. and his disabled wife;
Such a deed has No-Manly appeal
Through fear for his sickly wife
That pensioner retaliated – thinking ...
Friday 13th April 2018 9:18 pm
Also by A Scallywag:
Not a happy ghost | Myne [a short story] | ode of a dealt hand | Give a chump a chance |The World’s Eyes
These thoughts that run through every crevice of my mind. The harmful things that touch and ruin the most precious moments, I can’t stop them. The bad that always overtakes the good. The evil that somehow breaks everything that I once loved. Society has broken my view of perfection. Not only my view of perfection, but it has broken me. Into millions of pieces that will never be able to join back t...
Friday 13th April 2018 8:32 pm
Sabotage
Sabotage
It came from out
Of somewhere...
A place deep within
You, never let you
Settle in with the thought
Of us being close friends
Every laugh, every tear,
Every wrinkled brow, every smile
Never fully developed, always stopped Before it matured
Because you never felt
The authenticity of any of it
How can I realistically
Have a rapport with you
This affinity is bogus
What bond?...
Friday 13th April 2018 11:52 am
Also by Cassandra Walker:
Unravel | Young Folk |OCD
I board the plane at Budapest; please fly me back to where my heart is.
OCD has followed me, nowhere to be seen during my trip then it sneaks into my backpack, managing to get through security and boarding pass checks. Surely not I ask myself, what has triggered all this hell?
“2hrs 50mins flight time” the pilot announces till the plane is back on land and I just sit with my head in my hands...
Thursday 12th April 2018 11:45 am
Helpless
Tight embraces were never my thing.
I hugged you, you smelled of regret and heartbreak.
You smelled so good and somehow the smell made my eyes start to water.
As I was walking away I almost felt like I was helpless.
I’ve become trapped;
Within your smell, I was helpless.
Thursday 12th April 2018 7:49 am
Also by Andrea Lee:
Movie | Love |I have broken my own heart
I have broken my own heart tonight
Crawling from a torture well and into a deadly flight
I lost control and took a life
I have broken my own heart tonight.
Thursday 12th April 2018 3:14 am
My Best Friend
There's one person whos always stuck by me
Through until the end
They have taught me what it means
To be human
What it means
To be loved
They have shown me the way
Let me catch the world in their lense
Told me the hard truth
But i always needed to hear it
They show me who is important
Who is necessary
And what i deserve
“The world is too much,...
Wednesday 11th April 2018 11:51 pm
An open letter
He was fine until this day
But never knew it would have pay
All his happiness and plan to saved
All his joy will end up grey
Days that he would commit with
Plans that he could have submitted
Now his face looks drown
On the other side of sea of sound
With no one else to be with
With no one else to clear it
He may seem so normal
Act like everybody else
But deep inside
His heart...
Wednesday 11th April 2018 3:16 pm
The Gutter
stomach in knots
in a race against my thoughts
if you get caught -
that just means you 're fucking up
you can keep ducking but
it 'll all catch up eventually
they say luck comes in threes
but it 's four unlucky years later
and i'd have to disagree
blood sweat and tears pave the streets
down here if you're weak it 's like a life threatening disease
no one believes in luck , they ...
Wednesday 11th April 2018 6:36 am
Someone New
It pains me to think:
we’ll never go to another sporting event
we’ll never make our favorite meals
we’ll never lay in bed, watching our favorite shows
that we’ve seen countless times
we’ll never watch new movies together
we’ll never eat at the same old places
“Let’s go somewhere new tonight”
when it comes down to the final decision
“Let’s just go here and play it safe”
we’ll never drive ...
Wednesday 11th April 2018 2:38 am
Also by Caitlin:
Oceans Apart |Move on
Life is too short and so
to save time,
to be efficient.
I wear an Einstein wardrobe;
white blouse, black jeans, boots, yet
when a kaleidoscope of colour
flounces before me, I envy
the flamboyance,
briefly.
I indulge in the dream of being
free to reside in sparkling rainbows
simply dancing, with no destination
kicking away scrumpled up “to-do” lists
tossed asi...
Tuesday 10th April 2018 7:08 pm
Testing Tap Water
Settling with being
By myself
But not lonely
To many trial runs
More than enough practice
Experienced enough
To know what I can handle
Open an published
letting one listen to my audible
past times,mistakes, struggles,and pain
Having a pretty face, good heart, steel mind, fashion identity,slim,sexy body means nothing even though it's attached to my brain
I think back ...
Tuesday 10th April 2018 2:34 pm
Also by sasha:
Beyond The Green | Unsafe ride |April Collage Poem: Threads
Thread-bear walks away, brave and curious
Travelling down a road
Knowing nothing about time and space
Happiness of the hangman, as
the Death Row fly is executed.
Silken threads, falling heart strings
There is death in crowns and crones, in the tender air
We are always cutting threads - or weaving them.
I slipped on folded paper that has more than pa...
Tuesday 10th April 2018 12:39 pm
Cusp
Those times when you’re feeling too much
and speech gets lost in the folds of fatigue.
When you’re feeling too much and can’t call a friend,
or stomp it off, or sit in a park and stare through trees.
When you’d trudge to the corner shop, if you could,
hoard jam rolls and wine for crying;
walk for hours outside the neighbourhood,
stand rounds at a pub you never set f...
Tuesday 10th April 2018 8:16 am
Friends
Friends...
I never want to go back to old me
Cuz the new me.
Knew I was a phony
It showed me, that if I stayed the same
I would have more homies
Now that im lonely
no one really knows me
Time flys like 0h three
and friends fade away like kobe
Meaning, no one wants a friend that grows slowly
But a friend that grows coldly
Numb, to every c...
Tuesday 10th April 2018 3:43 am
Just a peek
The shell in which you see before your eyes can play tricks on your mind. Do you see the angel with the heart of pure love or do you see past that into the core a red hot devil looking to play with the fire of life. Mesmerized you will get to close an be consumed. Better to not let this demon catch your eye. Stare too long and he will notice you before you’re able to look away
Monday 9th April 2018 10:26 pm
LIFE IS ALIVE..DON'T GIVE UP
Life is changing..like a season
I've been stuck in the same place..for the same reason
Loneliness came into my life like a wave
It will splash me outside from the cave
Struggles are getting harder day by day
Hopes are in my mind as well as in my heart in everyway
Sometimes I feel like I can't do it anymore
Wanna go far away and sit in the seashore..
Giving up will make me a...
Monday 9th April 2018 8:29 pm
A walk down the street
Liquid droplets on my skin
Acid rain? Panic again
Fellow walker on a journey
Smile. It's my style.
Will they smile back? I ask
Yes! He did
Will this one respond in like?
Not quite.
The first sign of cold hard pity.
Not my city.
Maybe now I'll dodge a frown
I'm a clown
A strained reply shows me why
Eyes full of blame.
Why should I feel shame? And now
Disdain.
Monday 9th April 2018 7:50 pm
slowly
slowly slowly stronger
reaching slowly higher
building slowly taller
feeling slowly tougher
better slowly forward
no turning back now
Monday 9th April 2018 6:49 pm
Also by Natalie Rupik:
the end |PORCHES OF SUBURBIA
PORCHES OF SUBURBIA
She's delivering leaflets again,
urging residents to oust their charlatans
who'll vote through a bad deal
then claim they had no choice.
The people here are house proud,
they all have pretty porches and loiter
in back rooms until they think she's gone
then emerge to examine the leaflet.
In her old country they'd be outside
at this ho...
Monday 9th April 2018 3:31 pm
The masks that we wear by Esther Daphne
The masks that we wear by Esther Daphne
The face that you see
is not truly me
It’s the person you want me to be
I do it to make you happy
My smile hides a thousand tears
And my courage hides my fears
I have hidden my pain for years
So that my misery doesn’t fall on your deaf ears
My body is just a robot that walks
My mouth, a clip that talks
My ...
Monday 9th April 2018 8:57 am
Also by Grade 6 OIB class of 2018 Lycee Jules Verne:
Winter By: Domitille MARTIN-DENAVIT | The Serpent and Cleopatra - By Matias Merrifield | Siblings By George Baring | Russia I Miss You By George Baring | I miss you grandfather By Catarina Meireles | Old but Gold by Catarina Meireles | A Book by Fatima Diop | Potato By Catarina Meireles | Same Difference by Ingara Maidou | Underneath it all.. by Ingara Maidou | Winter by Boubaker Naouar | Holi by Aryana Issa | Missing you by Aryana Issa | I found a rock in my shoe by Belade | Snakes by Luka Nathaniel | School's not cool by Selim | Gardens by Domitile | Life by Domitile | Homework by Ingara Maidou | The Time of my Life by Joseph Sire | The Giant by Eloi Chaptal | Friendship by Emma lanier | Nonsense | POEM by Nina Langlais | Advertising by Emma Lanier | The Crocodile and the Weaver - Esteve Bosc-Perreux | The Unicorn Song by Rebecca and Tawananyasha | Spring and Summer |I WILL ALWAYS
I WILL ALWAYS... .
I WILL ALWAYS
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I will never
Feel cupids sharp sting
I will never
Buy a wedding ring
I will never
Lose my male pride
I will never
Kiss my blushing bride
I will never
Have hitch to shoulder
I will never
Carry or hold her
I will never
declare " i love you"
I will never
"Stick to you like glue".
I w...
Monday 9th April 2018 2:40 am
If only
Your imperfection make you perfect
Your flaws cause me to love you.
Seeing you brings a smile to my face
if only the feelings were reciprocated too.
My my heart flutters with excitement
All I can do is smile.
If only you loved me too
Then you could perhaps hold me for a while.
The array of cute jumpers you own
and tight jeans you wear.
Cause me to fall ha...
Monday 9th April 2018 1:16 am
Also by Laney:
Help me | The only difference |Arachnid Death Star Vs IKEA/ I Am Starfucker Star Child
A guided gloaming giant tarantula
Umbilically detached
Sans the smart med pilot
Outreach mode ~ kinetic
Sweeps low over the cattle throng
Protesting occupation
Collective punishment
..moan moan and moan..
One difficult child tap-tapped
At eleven o' clock
A thrill-seeking laser-threaded precision shot
The stencilled oriflamme crowd gathers
Scrambling and scrambled numb
As the pulsi...
Sunday 8th April 2018 5:22 pm
Love and Love Lost
I don’t hate you for all the promises made that you couldn’t or wouldn’t keep.
I don’t hate you for convincing me that when I looked in your eyes I was seeing the future.
I don’t hate you for the passion in your kiss that seemed to always promise there would be more.
I don’t hate you for fooling me into thinking you were the one that was different. When in reality you were just the same a...
Sunday 8th April 2018 4:43 pm
Dear Him,
You’re beautiful. Belle Ame, French, for beautiful soul. I cautiously use the word beautiful, simply because the word holds so much power. It may be overused in it’s context, but within mine, it holds virtue.
Rain is beautiful. The smell of rain, the taste, the sound, the feeling on your skin as it seeps into the thread of your clothing. The way it collects in puddles on broken roads, or how it...
Sunday 8th April 2018 3:12 pm
Chronic Euphonic
Airy Atom, Arrow At Anger, Anxious, Add Angle And
Bark, Boys, Bright Birds, Bubbles Burst, Balls Bounce By
Clouds, Calm Cool Colours, Cratylus Chrysalid, Change,
Dark Dour Deadly Depths, Dawn Dreamy Days,
Ends Evolve Each, Ears, Early Echoes, Entry, Earthy
Folk Fight, Fail, Fiery Flux, Fears For Food, Farm, Float, Fly Free.
Good Green Grass Grows, Girls Gravely Give Ground, Gravi...
Sunday 8th April 2018 10:06 am
Also by Jon:
Invalid Offer |Crazy world, my world
I live in a world that often surprise me.
Where you have to stand on your own if you wanna survive,
where emotions are a bad thing and someone who plays with them is categorized as 'the funniest person alive', (and it's your fault anyway cause on scale of -627-0 you feel five)
where the highest value is to get laid before you at home hug your wife,
and where dogs are appreciated more...
Saturday 7th April 2018 5:28 pm
?
??Love isn’t a choice it’s what we’re programmed to feel
You can’t hide it forever
No ones hearts made of steel
Yes superman tried and he fell for Lois Lane
Only 007 was a sinner because he kept playing the game
But long lasting love is a one time thing
It’s something that when it starts ends in a ring
Let your love find a home
Let your heart and soul find a place t...
Saturday 7th April 2018 1:23 am
Pray
Lost most days
but you are here
Showing me the way
Showing me light
My dark days are when i sometime forget you...you seem to always bring the shine
I've struggled and then I realize that because of you im still here
Learning my lessons that need to be learned
Praying all day long
Praying that I can just make it through
Praying that I will get to know you better
...Friday 6th April 2018 8:12 pm
Words
Words
Purr and coo.
They kiss and snicker.
They lick, they lap.
They bite and snap.
They kick like hell
For the best position
Of their exposition
In the thought
On the line
Of your erudition.
Yours!
Your brain!
Machine of inflection
Reflection
Deflection.
Words!
A petition for grace
A plea for value.
Words!
Loving – lyrical -
Damaging ...
Friday 6th April 2018 4:25 pm
I Do Not Like You
I Do Not Like You
I do not like feeling alone,
Like every person I have ever spoken to
Has a face made of marble -
Bitterly cold stone.
I do not like remembering you,
Seeing you when the lights in my room have been
Turned out, I do not like
Tabacco flavoured kisses and
Never-ending apologies or
Tequila laced embraces of
Falsified ecstasy,
I do not like breathless.
Weightless, fallin...
Thursday 5th April 2018 8:28 pm
Cockpit check
Twilight hues threw a perfect bull’s eye on the drip heavy spider’s web
that still filled a perfect pie slice on the grubby window pane,
the slow sun drew shadow shapes on the flocked chimney breast
with the fading ghosts of beech leaves and telephone poles.
I closed the door, started making quiet camp with the chairs,
nodding to my old friends the barometer, the clock
and the ol...
Thursday 5th April 2018 3:55 pm
New Mills Festival Poetry Trail
I'm putting together a poetry trail for the New Mills Festival. The festival begins 14 September and runs for three weeks. Poem will appear in shop windows throughout the town. We will have a round-robin poetry reading for participants on 26 September 2018 at The Butterfly House at the Torrs. The deadline for submissions is the end of May, but I'm accepting poems as I go, so it is best to get them...
Thursday 5th April 2018 10:46 am
Puppet Master
At first I was angry the only thing running through my mind was how did I not see this coming how did I not notice I was being played like a puppet and you were the puppet master . While everyone sat back and watch the show this was my My life , it was just an act in a scene for you I guess you were the major star and I was the extra, and your assistant. running a...
Thursday 5th April 2018 5:51 am
Also by Niara:
92 days | Daddy Issues |Room
In here is the history of the world,
a wretched depiction of life’s poorest victims.
The deluded moth venturing all night
at the dim window trying to reach the moon.
The spider plucking his web
as the fly drowns in the toilet bowl.
Here is the threshing floor
we teeter across clutching our suitcases,
the butcher shop with
it’s the blood stained alter,
th...
Thursday 5th April 2018 12:18 am
My Loved Ones
My Loved Ones
I love you; bitch!
I love you; idiot.
I love you; shut up.
I love you; leave me alone.
I love you; go away.
I love you; what’s the matter with you?
I love you; you’re killing me!
I love you; I really do.
I love you; what’s wrong with me?
I love you; forgive me.
I love you; I’m sorry!
I love you; Thank you.
I love you; I love you; I love you...
Wednesday 4th April 2018 11:39 pm
Also by Andrew Willis:
Drowning |To cry outloud
to cry outloud
When your life takes that turn and you dont know what to do,
who do you turn to? what do you say?
for as i sit here my heart breaking so hard,
i couldnt say to a friend that i need a shoulder at heart,
for all my life i suffer in silence,for not to be a burden on those who are unknown to my hearts inconvenience,
as i cry for the events that have passed
i feel so...
Wednesday 4th April 2018 9:55 pm
Also by Andrea Place:
Alone | My brother | True heart in the light | my honest heart | forsaken |Sky
Our friendship is like the sky
Sometimes,
It is cold and unbearable
Sometimes,
It is stormy and full of tears
Sometimes,
It lashes like lightning
Then it hurts us both
But just like the sky
It will always clear up
It will always be warm and bright
It will always remain blue and sunny
Because no matter
How many storms pass through,
How many lightning blades strike,
No matter how ma...
Wednesday 4th April 2018 11:59 am
Also by Mystearica Hymm:
Cruel Refrain |The Beat
Pulse drums my ears,
red and burning no tears,
right hand stiffening sinuosly deprived of freedom,
weighted feet,
dim lit corridor,
the far off chatter,
hands burn,
the rain has stopped only outside,
I wait in the blind moments,
ticking,
dripping,
I drain away into the street.
Wednesday 4th April 2018 11:39 am
Selective Compassion
Without selective compassion
We’d go mad in the streets
Outside of bubbles
Things get deadly
Well-designed products
Reassuring labelling
Consumed without drama
H&M, IKEA, Aldi’s
But the Guardian’s front page
The NPR story
The man on the corner
Doubts go on hiding
I see you tomorrow
I hold you closely
While that figure in the window
G...
Wednesday 4th April 2018 9:36 am
Also by Robert C Gaulke:
Blue Sun | Break |Trigger Warning
I see it everywhere,
being laughed about, tormented
“Ha! Triggered!”
If only it could be prevented.
This generation needs to grow up
stop being so damn sensitive
a bunch of babies who can’t cope
well how about you stop being so damn negative?
“Kill yourself!”
Ha, wait, is that a trigger?
Not yet, but it will be
when you realize you’re the killer
...
Wednesday 4th April 2018 3:42 am
Also by Maia Moon:
Colorblind |Have Faith
Have faith
not in superficial distractions that only temporarily satisfies,
but that you can seek and receive everlasting forgiveness and love from our God.
Have faith
not in your own faith,
but in the greatness of our God.
Have faith
in the size,
in the strength,
in the power of our God.
Have faith,
despite doubt.
-- Be strong, grow from life's most ardu...
Wednesday 4th April 2018 1:29 am
Also by K:
Family |Words
For what we speak
In every voice peak
Words pack punches
Immeasurable inches
Faster than thought travels
Unreachable levels
For words spoken
Are no token
But are like a sharp knife
Hot to slice through life
Change direction course
Without determining cause
For what has been said
For purpose of being heard
Cannot be on reverse gear
Be put in rear
Neither can it be tippexed
Permane...
Tuesday 3rd April 2018 8:29 pm
Also by Mxolisi Cassius Mabuya:
Foolihness | Foolihness |Glory
Spic, wetback, beaner,
Border rat, pepper-belly, orange picker,
Names commonplace now
For Latinos and Hispanics,
Names,
Used to break,
Used to hurt,
Used to kill,
The orators:
Ignorance, Malice, Contempt
But most importantly
Fear.
Fear of what is different,
Fear of what is great,
Fear of what has always been great,
For the sun shone for centuries
On ...
Tuesday 3rd April 2018 3:56 am
Also by D. 4.:
me? |EASTER
Crucified.
Between thieves.
Bloodied.
Tortured.
Innocent.
His crime? The age old story.
He scared those of lesser brain.
Dared to shift his perspective to a higher plane.
A sacrifice, inevitable though tragic, a life for our lives.
And, on an exhalation of weakened breath, his final question.
"Why have you forsaken me?"
I'm still not sure I understand, or have an a...
Sunday 1st April 2018 9:42 pm
Ashtray
Delilah’s silent look
is as bitter as a headache,
and as silent as the engine
of a 1953 Cadillac Coupe.
Her slender hands
dig down the depths of that
Mulberry satchel,
and once her cigar box lies unfastened, she quakes no more—
Delilah is frantic no more.
She now gazes at me through brittle eyelashes,
and nicotine-stained nails, her fingers like
fetters...
Sunday 1st April 2018 6:39 pm
The Plot
The Stoner
There be a stoner, a mighty old one, wrinkled skin, twisted toes, frail and fragile, as if a tiny little nudge can dismantle his assembled soul. He’s not a person, not at least now, may be once, but long forgotten. Now he is a shadow of a soul. He is fragmented so is his mind. He would talk you through rubbish and say nothing, but then when you least expect it he says the thing. Spec...
Sunday 1st April 2018 6:37 pm
Also by Sreyashi Choudhury:
Grim | Moist | The steps of losing your mind | Too blue to breathe | Clink |Foolishness of my life
It was cool When I first became fool
By larry
In sadness I ate Cadbury
In the month of January
Which belongs to uncle barry
In the end of march
He asked me sorry
On that day he asked me for a date
So at eight ,
I straight
Wore the gown , with the hair brown
I was fine so reached at nine
At the venue, wait for menu
Whole night I sat with that cat
It wasn't...
Sunday 1st April 2018 4:10 pm
Spit of Life
Do you remember how we used to savour the pins and needles on our tongues?
Do you remember how we used to bite into bitterness?
lick the spit of life
I was turned on by brokenness
maybe it’s cliche
that I craved pain
swallowing broken bottles
it's lined my pockets
it's swollen my stomach
Do you remember when we saw ‘sad’ as just another crayon
to colour ourselves in w...
Sunday 1st April 2018 4:06 pm
Premature Birth
The excellent Bonnie's Crew website has just published one of my poems 'Premature Birth'.
Without going into personal details too much over Kate (who set up this project)'s personal background but Bonnie’s Crew was created after problems through the birth of Kate’s youngest child and the hard work Leeds Congenital Hearts put it for her. Paraphrasing the site, the unit is funded by the Childr...
Sunday 1st April 2018 4:04 pm
The Fool's Lament
I am somewhat given to melancholy, Lord,
Said the Fool,
And though I would give you the mirth that you crave,
All that I work is coloured by sadness,
Whatever I will.
My mother cried when I was born
And there was no star to dance
By way of salvation
And I was coloured by that,
Whatever I will.
And whatever I will my colour is black:
The colour of warmth, ...
Sunday 1st April 2018 10:14 am
Another Day (Foolishness Themed Blog) 1-4-2018
Another Day (Write Out Loud 1-4-2018) – Foolishness
Another Day
The clattering on the cobbles
of clogs, now fade away
and dark November dawn brings
another bitter day
of making do; attempting
to keep all her kids fed,
determined they should never
again, go starved to bed
And, as for her, her hand shakes
as she fills up the pot:
a cup of tea: ...
Sunday 1st April 2018 8:58 am
The Egg and The Stone (A poem for Easter Day)
New Year passes without a sound
Last firework fallen to the ground
Memories of a season been and gone
As folk continue and life goes on
Shops have stripped the shelves so bare
of festive gifts we all have shared
It’s time to stock the store with eggs
and cram them in on every ledge
But what does Easter mean to me?
I can’t compute I just can’t see!
They say a man He bled and died
up...
Sunday 1st April 2018 12:51 am
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