GAPS WHERE WORDS SHOULD BE
When he said there are no words
I knew he told the truth,
and love poured in to heal the wound
where words would try to help.
I know you can't describe a gap
in lives so badly rent,
but nothing's lost that's truly learned
and lessons taught when truly earned
to help by kind consent.
Saturday 30th June 2018 11:41 pm
Also by ray pool:
ARCANA | CONFLAGRATION | NO GOING BACK | SALTY TALES | STEPFATHERS DAY | SUMMER SEASON | BICYCLE | ALWAYS ON THE ROAD | THREADBARE | DOO LANG A LANG |Seeing the light
I watch from
The height of obscurity
Looking down,
not god like.Simply I,
gazing from reclusion
Towered in the sky,
Seeing
the whole world before me
painted to the horizon;
Pressed against the glass
Unaware of my touch
Upon the latch
Of the caress
I feel as loneliness
I wonder of life
How vacant am I.
To open that window
And let my life fly....
Saturday 30th June 2018 9:09 pm
Also by DESMOND CHILDS:
Baying | Death of a doll | They step |Gin
The current obsession with gin
worries me;
My inherent memory sparks unease
with whiffs
of 17th century Protestants
Saturday 30th June 2018 7:26 pm
Also by J R Harris:
The Lady at Scholes | The Landscape Gardener and the Chap on the Telly | I Can't Paint, I can Paint | The Yellow-Bellied Idles (Homage to J. Milton Hayes) |{You}
{You}
My life
My love
My blueish~green
turtle dove
I had to set you free
And you flew far
away from me
and then you
had left me
permanently
©Tina Glover All Rights Reserved/One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer 2017 but posting here on June 30,2018
Saturday 30th June 2018 7:16 pm
Also by Chiari Warrior Soldier:
She's Pure Country | Fear~Fear | I'm Not Afraid | Flirting With Death | Love Me The Same | ?The Fire In Your Eye's? | Secrets Inside | How Could You Miss Something You Never Had? | Holding Your Tiny Hands {Cody} | She Misses Him Badly | Walk A Mile In My Shoe's | Your Sparkle | He Is A Mystery | His Whisper's In My Ear | Nothing Last Forever | I Am Always Going To Be Missing You | Death Warrant | I Don't Fear Death | Timeless Temptation | Life's Expectations | Executed By You | Once | His Love |( )
I can go about my day
The headphones in my ears
Keep the thoughts at bay
Saturday 30th June 2018 6:17 pm
Also by Chunks and Marrow:
Post-apologetic |With an illusion
With an illusion
Saturday, June 30, 2018
9:12 PM
we live with an illusion
there is no confusion at all
it is the tendency to wait for the miracle
and avoid the struggle
we are a total failure
and still, want to make it sure
that despite our being dishonest
everything must be seen as the best
the world is same
but we claim
the safe place with...
Saturday 30th June 2018 5:05 pm
Also by Hasmukh Mehta:
In friend circle | Best mean | Great dissimilarity | Life angle | Wrong or right | The danger to the society | Kind gesture towards | Guilty mind | Hand in hand | Response | Tears fall… Love you, dad | Thank God and think | Visible lines | I wait for | The world may hear | Dark coudds | Poets never die | No moral ground | Strong resentment | Given call | Collective responsibility | True observance | Little difficult | Real an angel | Decent farewell | Steady presentation | Total peace in the mind | Normal human life | Safe in arms | The human quality | Mental arrogance |mediterranean august
Hot curry scent of helichrysum
rosemary, myrtyle and lavender
flaunting scarlet bougainvillea
darkly shadowed by umbrella pines.
Colourful butterfly windsurf sails
zigzagging across the turquoise bay
watched through dark glasses.
Small orange and cobalt fishing boats
riding motionless on glittering
flawless transparent emerald glass.
Golden sunbaked body lying limp
...Saturday 30th June 2018 3:56 pm
Who breaks a Butterfly upon a Wheel?
In that first perfect summer, that summer of love
when rifles bloomed and we turned on
and so nearly dropped out
in that year we met
and in the sun
we loved
despite clouds
that threatened us
and sought to break our love
a sad weight of parental love turned on
our first perfect summer, our first summer of love
In that first perfect summer, that summer of love
whe...
Saturday 30th June 2018 3:39 pm
Also by Chris Armstrong:
Time | The Bench | 39 | When... | Wind Dance | Llyfnant 2 | Llyfnant |To all you writers and poets out there
To all you writers and poets out there.
Thank you for your words of courage,
words of truth,
words of encouragement
and nourishment.
Thank you for your solidarity,
for lifting us up.
Thank you for breaking ground,
cutting the edge,
standing on that soapbox
with daring and drive,
having the nerve to shout out
what many ...
Saturday 30th June 2018 12:15 pm
Also by Janey Colbourne:
Culture | Canaries in the Mine | Still 23 | Mama |Spot
In this universe what is the image of a moment and how long does it last.
Spot : https://youtu.be/DshiMBVD_FU this documentary realates many ways with my poem which will hopefully help understand on the title of this poem. Hope you like both.
spot of life : spot of time spot of colour: spot of music.SPOT
A poem holds the story;
words find the right note
meeting of just a momen...
Saturday 30th June 2018 9:09 am
Also by steve james:
(untitled) |Firefly// No One Likes Hair Metal Anyway
Firefly it seems that I can't get enough of you
Can you catch me under and steal my breath
Can I give you high on my love
And have you sink into every word I say
It seems that I can't get enough of you
Can I make you numb to the depression
may I taste you just one more time
Why don't you believe me I truly love you
Can I wake you up to the monsoon
That's outside your window
I want to...
Saturday 30th June 2018 7:59 am
Also by Mikey V Kinsey:
Happy Canada Day | Illithid//A Deal With The Halfling | Words of The Waiting Man 14 | Space Cowboy 5 Violet midnight | Firefly//Better Than Heaven | Oath | My Neighbor and His Leaf Umbrella | Rational | In The Morning We're Making Waffles | Folktale//Children's Desire | Nihilism | Firefly//Envy of An Angel | Firefly//Simple And Sweet | A Token of Betrayal | Gray | Cafe Blues/ space cowboy poem | The Night Café | An Uncalled Situation | Firefly//A Rose That Don't Bloom Twice | Samurai Bebop 4 Bad Dog No Biscuits | This Isn't Even My Final Form!! | Whatever Happened To Oreo Cakesters? | Lifetime | Firefly//Angel | Heartbreak Juice | Tomato or Tomahto | An Overdose of Anxiety | Just Another Bowl of Cornflakes | I Doubt She Will See This | I'm Drunk It's The Only Time I'm Honest | Abandoned Schoolhouse | Letter To April 2 | Illithid//26 | Words of The Waiting Man 13 | Silence In Her Arms (Lyrics.) | Firefly//Sour Patch Kid 2 | Space Cowboy 4 Angel Folk Blues | Firefly//Bulletproof |just thinking
what i only remember
you
casting shadows away, just a few
with my only feelings that are left, they pass..
can't look i'll just go this way just keep me thinking
undermining thoughts come back that rest to stay
the fire is bright emotions sway and given with delight
Saturday 30th June 2018 1:56 am
Also by Wood:
Black Moths | The Ballad of a Birds Soul | Red Cape | Arranged Verse | That is not All | Mayhem June | Billow of May |Heatstroke
I feel faint; cannot breathe
in this goddamn heat
that it's weird that my body cannot sweat
and I'm left with a headache.
There was no time to swim; to save my life
but I drank fluids to keep away from burning
and stayed in the shade until I
was safely inside with cool air.
Created on June 29, 2018
Saturday 30th June 2018 1:14 am
Also by A. Jade:
I might do it again because I | a song for you | The Marks | A Sinner's Confession |Brian Has Gone A'Cycling
Brian Has Gone A'Cycling
Brian has gone a'cycling
Somewhere near the coast
He won't now be a'spidering
Over all my post
Now Brian is very clever
He noticed that my frown
Was really just a smile
But simply upside-down
When I did first meet Brian
(via my screen I mean)
His picture really scared me
What the hell's this mean?
Did WOL allow suc...
Saturday 30th June 2018 12:08 am
Also by Don Matthews:
You're a Mixed Bag. But I Like You | Australian Sharks, Dorsal Beer Chests and Fosters Beer | Have Tornado. Need Rope | Letter to the Editor | Don and Brian's Car Problem | I Can Write Serious I Can Write Fun | Wandering Wondering Thoughts | Poems in the Pipeline | Rock Throwers | Unskew | I Have an Addled Brain | Brian's Having Problems with Tina | What Do we Do with our Brian ? | Karen Dalton Same Old Man 1971 | We Want to Join Your Loop | Brian's Got it In for Poor Tyson | I'm Bipolar - don't talk about it don | Hey Suki, You Out There ? | BritPop Poet Reporter 8/6/18 – Forthcoming Interview | Imperfect Leaders | I'm Just a Lowly Poet (Brian will help me out) | Metaphorically | Road Splatter | Push the Boundaries | Cat/Mat/Sat |Storms and Sorrows
He stands in the rain
soaked to the skin
wondering where in the world she has been.
A girl sits on the floor,
leaning on a cabinet,
writing a letter to someone she knows probably won't read it.
She's safe inside,
he's out in the rain.
He walks away,
willing to try another day.
She walks out into the storm,
not wanting those inside to see her cry.
She does a lot...
Friday 29th June 2018 9:44 pm
Also by Elle Shaine:
Alone in Her Agony | Think | Forbidden Love (Part 1) |Hold on tight, it’s a rocky ride
All aboard the rollercoaster
strap yourselves in and begin the ride.
Hold firm and think of those,
who try to listen and speak
without prejudice.
It is something of which they can be proud.
They do not hide behind a fake smile
or an ignorant grin
but are open, honest and vulnerable, too.
Attempting to ward off the shallow words
flung back at them in a attempt
to curtail and sile...
Friday 29th June 2018 9:15 pm
Also by Jon Stainsby:
I know | Fallen angel | Down, but not out | An empty house, a full life | Product fury | Fear and Wonder | Life |A TIDAL RELATIONSHIP
A TIDAL RELATIONSHIP
Ours was a tidal relationship,
It ebbed and flowed
Over hidden shipwrecks,
Sometimes calm,
Sometimes smashing defences,
Opening cuts on beaches
Then healing them
With the soothing sand
That fills each wound.
Ours was an unsteady relationship,
Seaweed covered driftwood
Slid beneath our feet
As we slipped and stumbled
Over the flots...
Friday 29th June 2018 9:03 pm
Autobiography (seems to be a theme on WOL at the moment)
I am that woman who does yoga
Then sits on the beach
Eating oranges and writing poetry
I am that woman who watches her weight
Then takes the grand kids
For pizza and icecream on Friday evening
I am that woman who listens to TED talks
And checks out youtube
For mindfulness, shamanism and grannies dancing.
I am that woman who is an almost vegan
And (you guessed already)
...Friday 29th June 2018 3:46 pm
Also by Hazel ettridge:
The other C word | Mothers Pride | One of those weird unexpected moments | Comfort | In the Garden Again | The Oyster | Almost a Prayer | The C Word | Fight |GOATSUCKERS
I caught a glimpse of goatsuckers
At dusk the other night,
Appearing as twin phantoms in the
Murky forest light.
Friday 29th June 2018 2:01 pm
Also by John Coopey:
SON! SON! SON! | HATS OFF TO HARRY (Part 2) | THE BROCKENHURST TRAIL | IMAGINE MY SURPRISE | THE SAGA OF LEV YASHIN'S BED | RELIVING THE RAJ |The Last Shanty
From packet and clipper, from Royal destroyer,
with prayer and with hymn
and a rum-drenched Amen,
goodbye to the matelot and captain;
so long to the boatswain and master.
We're chanting to ease up the passing.
The last one is sung in a million tongues.
Grief-soaked and lonesome
haul hard...
Friday 29th June 2018 10:28 am
Also by Laura Taylor:
Mavis |The Wall of Prejudice
The Wall of Prejudice
Their smile is warm and reassuring
well rehearsed and convincingly given
But behind this veneer is a dark wall
which conceals a true and sinister identity
To be in a minority is seen as not to conform
to pose a threat and challenge the norm
Muslim, black, gay or zoroastrian
the beaming smile remains the same
The smile is false, rooted...
Friday 29th June 2018 9:42 am
Also by keith jeffries:
Cast into outer Darkness | Restoration | Destitute | Brought Low | Withdrawl | The Waiting Room | Inside the Ambulance | The Streets of London | The Rainbow Arc | The Lone Driver | The Videomatic Tutor | Put down | The Wicked Witch | A Summer Ramble |MIWTKBIH(memories I want to keep but it hurts)
You said that you can get over anything if you got over me
But you did dirtt to so why everything being held over me
I get you over me
You don’t want nothing to do with me
You graduated from me
This gon sound selfish but I thought you really loved me
Yeah I left but I never stopped loving you
Whenever you was going through something I was always there for you
I’m not even gonna try ...
Friday 29th June 2018 1:17 am
Also by Dontaves Wiggs:
Soon | IAS(I Ain’t Shit) | They hate | Thoughts | Never |BEAUTIFUL PLANTAIN
Knowing the knowledge of man is like testing the wielder man, growing and gripping from grass that causes a liquor of liquid. •••• To those who love plant, will tell the benefit of the incubant everywhere in the farm, having a rotating mind to wind up a standing fan. •••• The sick will pick the dreak, living the falling leaves to in astray in a mouldy train. Having a believe in the shabby...
Thursday 28th June 2018 9:39 pm
Also by Chinwendu C.E Rays:
An Elegy | Vanquish | No one else | Volcano | NIGHT FALL | MY GOVERNOR **dedicated to Gov. Okezie Victor Ikpeazu** | PRISON OF PALACE | MR LITTLE | No work, No school | LOVERS USED TO DREAM | All shouting, too much rain! |Biography ...
.....
".. and show me another plot of land where
just for a moment I dawdled and losing sight
of you let go your hand ... show me that fooprint.
.. we pass this way but once, you took nothing
with you, and so I , with tears, and regret, pursue
the same path, the space you left.
There are no words, you carried them with you,
four hundred sunsets, there, we counted them...
Thursday 28th June 2018 8:37 pm
Oh love of mine,
I hope that you are fine.
I miss you so,
My love for you will always grow.
This is just a little message for you to know,
That I wish to kiss you in the snow.
Oh love of mine,
I love you so much more than you know ?
Thursday 28th June 2018 8:27 pm
Also by Zulfa Snyders:
My school poem |GOAL OF SOUL
Amidst the jealousy,
so many hopes,
these desires are the one,
which don't let this belief to mop.
Desires of granny,
and aspirations of nanny,
has inspirred me,
to see big dreams many.
Unprecedented respect,
of this fearless soul,
gives immense power,
to avoid the fall.
Life's ultimate goal,
is not astute pleasure,
rather its to seek,
the unlimited hid...
Thursday 28th June 2018 4:49 pm
Also by MANISHA SAINI:
OUT OF BLUE! | STATE OF TRIUMPH |ON THE STAIR
Suddenly this morning
I was without care
When without warning
We passed on the stair.
Daylight was dawning
And my mind was elsewhere
Busily yawning
When I saw you there.
Now sadness I'm scorning
And I long to share
The heart that's adorning
This love-stricken stare.
So - every morning
I dash down the stair
Hoping the dawning
Will see you ...
Thursday 28th June 2018 12:09 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:
FIFTH COLUMNIST? | MARKING TIME | WHERE DO YOU GO? | THE OPEN ROAD | TRANSPORTS OF DELIGHT? | HOW? | POWER SHOWER | QUESTION |Desolation
They are not away;
they stay close to me.
They are not lost;
they live in me.
They have not forgot,
nor forsaken me.
Just a branch is cut
to save the tree.
To live happily
they've set me free.
I am ready to accept
the fate's decree.
Just a tiny wish
that in happy times,
may they look back in life
and think of me.
Wednesday 27th June 2018 8:19 pm
Also by Binte Afroz:
Requital |The you and me...
Since this is the way it's going to be,
I'll sum it all up with poetry...
Where do I even start explaining the way I feel?
I just keep telling myself: this can't be happening, this isn't real.
In my heart it seems there is a sudden void.
You built me up, only to break me down; now everything appears destroyed.
My life's orbit has suddenly stopped- where do I go from here?
I g...
Wednesday 27th June 2018 4:42 pm
Also by Xandaria:
When Will You Stop? | Twisted love | A broken girl... |Transatlantic Verses - online open mic
I am hosting an online open mic using Zoom.us conferencing software beginning at 7 pm (UK time) on 1 July 2018. We will use Zoom.us teleconferencing software (meeting ID 260-756-986) and take turns reading our poems out as you would in a physical open mic. With luck, we will have a few poets from Britain and a few from the US as well. If people join from other countries, that is even better, but t...
Wednesday 27th June 2018 2:16 pm
Also by Randy Horton:
Ode to Eve Libertine | Slave to the Algorithm | Living in the Future |Thought of a restless mind.
As I grow, I see many places to live by
I see the true nature of life,
On how doll and peaceful it can be.
But what is life without sorrow?
What is life without dreams of the melancholic soul?
Just a thought of a restless mind.
-G.N.D
Wednesday 27th June 2018 3:15 am
Also by G.N.D.:
I need you |Knock Knock
You and your trust issues
Me and mine
You have your fears
And your doubts
About me
And I have mine
But every time
We try to rationalize
And prove to each other
That the pieces don't fit
The sentences get left
Unfinished
Back and forth
Like whiplash
Seeing how far I'll go
Until I look back
Keeping me comfortable
At a distance
Have...
Wednesday 27th June 2018 1:11 am
Also by Jara Giner:
The Snake |The Black Big Top
The start is the end of a long sleepless night,
A new day's light is the bell, next round of the fight
"Today's going to be different", echoes a heavy pillowed head,
You've heard this lie before from the soapbox of your bed,
You know who you are, you've lived through each day,
The context of those comments?? "What did they say?!",
That really doesn't sound like the 'me' that...
Tuesday 26th June 2018 8:39 pm
Also by John Prior:
Last Times... | Manchester to Me. |You Came Back
You came back into my life
and I honestly felt relieved
but some part of me felt deceived
I had no way to deal with our past
When you came walking in
I could hear the change in your voice
I almost felt the need to rejoice
But you had no intention of revisiting our past
It all happened so unexpectedly and fast
I blinked and suddenly you were gone.
Tuesday 26th June 2018 8:02 pm
Even in the night she writes
She lies in her bed, her electric blanket on
The lights are off, she is warmer than the sun
She likes it this way, it helps her forget
That her sunshine is not ready for her yet
He struggles on his own, stressing alone
The walls he is trying so hard to shatter
Are still standing tall, towering and strong
He feels like his attempts don't matter
When he sleeps, she stays awake
Fi...
Tuesday 26th June 2018 2:34 pm
Also by Wonderer:
Problems with the Pedestal | Imagine a world | Mind's own darkness |why
What does the world have on us?
lets set ourselves free
we're under this fake world's shadow, indeed!
i keep asking how can the sun keep shining after going down the sea
but the real question is why do people scream when they have to sing
or why they blink when its beautiful outside and some wind
why do we breathe the lies but really its the oxygen we need
having to understan...
Tuesday 26th June 2018 1:27 pm
Gun like a flower
You don’t know me.
The time is gone
for you and for me,
but with this gun in your hand
you see the future
of your illness mind.
Call me by my name
and kill me after that.
Maybe in your eyes
I can write my happiness
and give you for the rest of your life
a peaceful victory.
We could die together
but who keeps alive
our memories
in this world,
the only world
that can exist?
My mist...
Tuesday 26th June 2018 6:59 am
GSOH
I would not say this heart is hungry
I dare not say this heart is heavy
I only know now, a surer sense of all I want
a clearer description of what will fire
the drive, the rush, the love in me
If we're not going out tonight
then can we just sit and giggle
at each other, at the TV, at the others
can she laugh with me, make fun of me
until we have tears in our eyes, can’t breathe
When ...
Tuesday 26th June 2018 12:48 am
Also by Tom:
Morning Mellow | My Body Gets In The Way | Pocketful of Rain |A Wound That Never Heals
A Wound That Never Heals
It hurts me
when a you shaped hole
appears in the cosmos,
where there is
an absence of colour,
where the sound
scrapes along,
where the light
is masked by
dense grey mist.
That’s where
I miss you
the most.
When it rains
a greasy rain,
when the cracked bell
clangs,
when the planets
are misaligned.
...
Tuesday 26th June 2018 12:12 am
Also by Ian Whiteley:
There Are No Angels Here | Strange Fruit |All these many ill-fated days
Well I wove the rope and I picked the spot
Well I struck out my neck and I tightened the knot
O stranger, stranger, Im near out of time
Richard Thompson
This is no country for young men
Men who will not bend to every fashion and whim
Men who cannot abide the gig economy, zero hours contracts
All Thatcher's legacy, a poisoned chalice.
Men do not like being lectured to, hec...
Monday 25th June 2018 9:06 pm
Also by John E Marks:
Mid-summer Eve | Meet on the Edge. | Troubadour | Oxbow lake | Flotsam |Gathering Clouds
We could be
sheltered
from crumpling
horizons,
but atmospheres
are tempered
and all the weathers
culminating.
I don't want to stay
and await the flood:
there is already
in your face
a rain that will not
soon be dried.
Monday 25th June 2018 5:32 pm
Lioness Laura
Dedicated, without her knowledge or permission, to Laura Taylor, who gave me the desire to write and perform and the kick up the arse to actually do so.
Lioness Laura (Waitrose staff room Jun '18)
Lioness Laura, she Roars
Fury and Rage fly off the page
Venom and Grit, Bile and Spit
She's a voice of a certain age
Lioness Laura, she Purrs
with Mercy and Charm, Beguiling a...
Monday 25th June 2018 5:16 pm
Also by "Call Me Graham" (Graham McKay-Smith):
I Want a Mechanical Elephant |Cookie Lucky
Cookie Lucky
There goes a cookie
I'm feeling lucky!
Observed the RAF aircrew
When the huge bomb blew
An explosive filled dustbin
Made of little more than tin
Killing more damned Germans
The blame was all Herman's
Sending the Krauts to Hell
Sound of the final bell
Dead in their beds at night
What an awful Satanic fright
We gave them a real blitz
Enough to m...
Monday 25th June 2018 5:00 pm
Also by NICK ARMBRISTER:
Defuse The Bombs | Biscuits | Choice Made |Kitchen Clutter
Into the kitchen, surrounded by clutter
Crumb-covered plate sitting next to the butter
Coffee stained mug at the edge of the sink
Put on the kettle to make me a drink
Dust-dotted gadgets lie dormant, unused
Wearily waiting in vain to be used
Bottles of wine in the half-empty rack
Patiently wait for the corkscrew’s attack
Deafened by silence that echoes so loud
...
Monday 25th June 2018 1:38 pm
Also by Trevor Alexander:
Please Hold |Slam Poem
It starts with a bit of confusion at first
Maybe a question about me
And some daily occurrence
With me hoping I can work it through
So I pick up the rhyme
On the street of the stage
Cos in this age of poetry
Not on the page, the beats from within
sing inside of me
And now eternally,
the rhymes come internally
And through these rhymes
that ain’t no crim...
Monday 25th June 2018 9:36 am
Half-Asleep
Half-Asleep
The street light casts a shadow on the bedroom wall through
partly opened curtains and for a moment I see Adolf Hitler
in silhouette and I know it’s my imagination but the truth is, hate
in an orange face scares me.
Monday 25th June 2018 9:21 am
NO HEAT IN THE KISS
Tho technically sweet
there was no heat
in the kiss
The kiss was taken
no offer made
Seized the moment
but killed the future
No loving request
to test
the power of the
attraction
Not the reaction
looked for...
Best to ask for permission
then assume the position
if granted
Should not have just
planted
one on her.
...Monday 25th June 2018 7:58 am
Also by lynn hahn:
HE HAS HIS HANDS | THOUGHT PATTERNS | LIFE TIME FRIEND |Born from fire
Such grotesque creature leaves acidic gashes. Cringing her skin raw tearing at the grime. Sick twisted pleasure in your favor. Desolate orbits twisted in your skull brightens in my agony. Marred by violent scars resurface high with primitive urgency.
Cruel visuals of past surface bright and vivid as yesterday. Finally broken,something died along side her soul. Dancing intertwined the smoke rec...
Sunday 24th June 2018 10:25 pm
Also by Jacklyn Turner:
(untitled) |Best Friend
The phone call was somewhere between 2 am to 3am,
His voice was shaky and full of sorrow as he told me my best friend was taken from this Earth.
Drug overdoses are never easy to cope with, considering you never know someone’s true intentions as to why or how it happened.
It was all too much in such a small amount of time.
It felt as though while you were speaking, my heart of th...
Sunday 24th June 2018 6:51 pm
Re: what is love?
re: 'What is Love?'
Sometimes it's a mistake you make on purpose
a chance you take for something that feels as close to real as anything can
in a world filled with band aid relationships and medication and distraction, layers and layers of falsities behind farcities, love comes off as legitimate.
So that's what it is. The great spiritual motivator: the sapient justifier of our need to proc...
Sunday 24th June 2018 4:11 pm
Also by Zach Dafoe:
pale (06/09/2018) |In my head
When my room has sunk into darkness
When it’s crept to the depths of night
Then I fill my head with the words I read
In my book when the world was bright.
When my house is hushed into silence
When the sound all around me ends
Then my thoughts still hold all the tales I told
By the fire with the smiles of friends.
When the world is curled under blankets
When I doze and I close my eyes
...
Sunday 24th June 2018 2:09 pm
Also by Marnanel Thurman:
Ogden Nash rewrites Andrew Marvell's "To His Coy Mistress" |The Last Giant Tortoise
You don't understand, do you?
It's okay...
we'd lie under a crushing trove by now.
You're the dead man walking. Slowly.
Lonesome George, you are the last of your kind,
the cut already made. But you don't understand,
do you?
Going back to sleep an hour is a long time.
"Upon a hillside, sheep-dotted
a shepherd and soft flute player
enacts the old tale without end
...
Sunday 24th June 2018 9:41 am
Also by Adam Whitworth:
It's An Optimist's World | Praia Maria Louisa | Olhos D'Agua | The Muse's Apology |THE REAL YOU
Look at you
Loving for the world
To be applauded and hailed
For gratitude, praise
Look at you
Intimidating so wrong
Ignoring the soil fertility
And planting the good seeds
Only where people can see
Look at you
Moving in the van of ‘I did this for her’
Crossing the road of ‘I was there for him’
Lounging in the valley of ‘people should know’
Look at you
Feeding the hungry
Clothi...
Sunday 24th June 2018 9:23 am
Minds Of Our Own
Their minds are made up and expect you to follow . Their ways are right
and your expected to swallow .Our lives we need to defend . Politicians don’t listen . They say they care about all but don’t . Take away all their pleasures . Take away there gift of the Gabs . Their pretending to care about all others . Squabbling about all and between one another . Instead of making our country Great ....
Saturday 23rd June 2018 6:39 pm
Also by Wendy Higson:
Surmising | Never To Be Missed | Our Old Age |HEART BREAK
Millions of pieces lying around me
A deep gash slightly towards the left of my chest
I look up at the dark sky cursing Zeus
As toxic beads stream down my face
Another sharp stab to my chest when I hear her sob
Pouring out is black ichor
Call me a demon for shattering her heart
But for our best, I greased our beats
A couple of broken people
All of the gods above looking down at this ch...
Saturday 23rd June 2018 3:43 pm
Also by Swetha Kandati:
CAMOUFLAGE | REALITY VS. FANTASY |I'm In Love With Keeley Donovan
I’m in love with Keeley Donovan,
weathergirl extraordinaire.
I love her figure-hugging dresses,
cheeky smile and silky hair.
I love the way she can’t stand still,
rocks back and forth, sways side to side.
I love the fact she’s just a very
tiny little bit cross-eyed.
I’m in love with Keeley Donovan.
I hate it when Paul Hudson’s on.
I’ve sat through half a boring h...
Saturday 23rd June 2018 2:09 pm
The moon
Quietly sneaky
you came
Thunderstorms
in my heart
Yet you left
me alone
unset and alone
You were the moon
Now i ask delicate
why when i hear your
name i can't forget
the words on you mouth
those blue eyes staring
inro mine unashamed
I found new hope
untouched
buti can't shake you away
when i hear you name
and your sparky attitude
but i will keep on
romoving your spell
on m...
Saturday 23rd June 2018 12:06 pm
Also by Arina:
The Queen of smoke | The hunter and rose deer | Everblooming Rose |On this Love Timetable the Dreamline Stays Open
That's strange
I had
a dream
about you
When awaken
starlight figure
instant heartbeater
eye contact
We exchanged
glances on
the fast
moving train
That's strange
I had
a dream
about you
Who says
dreams don't
come true.
Saturday 23rd June 2018 8:37 am
It’s All Kicked Off.......
it’s all kicked off down at the zoo
absolute chaos, a proper to-do
when it all started, it was really quite small
when a boy in a pushchair just squeezed a ball
he didn’t mean to do it, it’s just it was there
all round and pink and covered in hair
they bobbed past him at just the right height
so he grabbed a handful and held them quite tight
he wiggled his fingers and gave them a tweak
th...
Saturday 23rd June 2018 6:02 am
Also by Chris Briggs:
The Circle of Life |recognition
Even through stillness
like a wall between us
I felt the rhythmic
heaving of your body,
and like my first born
I knew your cry...
How many sounds
from the crying child?
I counted five:
Pain
Fear
Anger
Sorrow
and one I had yet to come to know...
Saturday 23rd June 2018 1:02 am
Also by nunya:
things that become me | I am not one who believes in universal love--an epitaph | slip | soft |Trapped
I'm stuck.
I have nothing else left to say.
I have no luck.
I don't want to feel this way.
I'm trapped.
I don't what I'm supposed to do.
I'm done doing this act.
There's nothing left in my view.
Help me.
I'm stuck on a rollercoaster of fear.
I can't see anything
There's nothing left in me but tears.
Friday 22nd June 2018 1:30 am
Distrust is a bad trait
Performing an intrusion
Could damage the illusion
Leading to the forgone conclusion
That I might just lose you.
Thursday 21st June 2018 8:41 pm
Also by HayzTee:
Obsessed With You | Can't Escape | Numb | A Bipolar Mind | Ich Du | Sickness Within | Demise | Free-Falling | Real Life Nightmare |My Demons
Every night when I close my eyes, memories from a thousand years come back alive and shadow becomes me.
Most times I can taste my soul; it's not a picture of a happy ending, it's bittersweet.
I feel them every night as they come alive, ready to prey on the little sanity I have left, then I think of nothing but white walls and oceans, praying not to get lost in its calmness.
In moments of ...
Thursday 21st June 2018 7:04 pm
Hurricane Girls
The most beautiful kind
Are the most dangerous
Standing transfixed
As she tears you apart
Ripping out the roots you had built
And the walls you had planted
She leaves you in awe
As she glides away
A grey and blue trail
Of beauty and pain
And you realize why all
Hurricanes are named after people
Thursday 21st June 2018 6:32 pm
Beyond forever
You were nothing i ever expected but you ended up being everything i had longed for in my whole life. I will love you beyond forever and though I can't find the ways to tell you how much I cherish you Without a doubt I can say I will love you beyond forever.
Thursday 21st June 2018 12:42 pm
The Man Who Loved
Are my days numbered? Can I feel them running thin? I think as my day goes along that I can feel the cold kiss of death upon brow.. or is it just me? Do I even feel the need to live any longer? What is my purpose? My only wish was to be a husband and a father.... And yet I sit here and wonder to my self why was I not good enough? What did I do wrong? I care not to live.. I do not fear death.. I ...
Thursday 21st June 2018 8:03 am
Thinking
Everywhere I look all I find is potential. Potential to be great, but didn't quite make it. Potential to be brilliant, but fell a few years short. Potential to be kind, but chose to be crewl. This great big world keeps spinning and sure potential will always be there, but when will it really be. When will the great metamorphosis occur that turns potential into reality. Into now. Thats all it is ri...
Thursday 21st June 2018 2:05 am
Grenfell Falls Green
Grenfell Falls Green
Another minute’s silence
Seventy two seconds to be precise
One second for the loss
Of each precious life
Please join me for a moment
To remember those beautiful lives…
As day turns to night
Grenfell falls green
Green for Grenfell
Everywhere to be seen
Grenfell, once a green field
Now the tower is green
Green for peace
Green for love
Green for solid...
Wednesday 20th June 2018 5:13 pm
2am (Too Many Thoughts)
Its 2am
I'm lying on the bathroom floor again
Heavy breathing, I got pills in my hand
Shaking and waiting for the sandman
To take me to sleep so you can understand
This is not a claim to fame
Only an attempt for you to remember my name
When you see me in the headlines saying "He wasn't okay"
Oh you miss me now? Ain't that a shame.
I'm not coming back, there is no replay
You can't tak...
Wednesday 20th June 2018 1:59 pm
Also by Nick:
Twice A Day With Food. |The Slam
The Slam
They told me we would do a slam
Of odes and poems and wham bam mam
Our words and rhymes would fight it out
We mustn’t mutter, better shout!
A ittle like a boxing bout;
So off I went to start to train
Like Rocky, in the ring again.
My female rival? Well, I’d beat her,
With exercise of regular metre.
My metaphors would pack a punch
I’d knock em dea...
Wednesday 20th June 2018 6:54 am
Also by mike booth:
Tell Me |Wasteland
Wasteland
Herds of clouds travel by at sonic speed
Appearing to have meetings to attend
Never looking down at my drastic need
Lacking pity not a tear to expend
Once my fields produced many bumper crops
Filling the air with my sweet summer wheat
Now a flat arid brown mosaic corpse
Giving absolutely nothing to eat
Every living creature has moved away
Land...
Wednesday 20th June 2018 1:51 am
WORLDS APART
WORLDS APART
Safe in a tower somewhere
a woman writes about anger
while on ground level a woman walking
home from work gets a police check.
Made to produce papers, abandoned
for three days in a cell, bedroll and blanket,
no chance of a phonecall either.
But egotism rolls around the tower
she paints it beautifully with blackened rage,
scars of privilege ...
Wednesday 20th June 2018 1:26 am
Definition of Beauty
I used to think sitting up high and looking at the city was the perfect release.
If I just stopped and watched the world, all of my pain would cease.
Its my perfect definition of beauty,
Blocking out the world and only focusing on me.
How was I to know that isolating myself would cause such pain,
Because I swear, if I knew, I wouldn’t have done it again.
I unintentionally...
Tuesday 19th June 2018 10:46 pm
The night to remember
The two lifelong best friends are drinking the night away
With inhibitions down, they start caressing skin
With the frolicking hands reaching for some more gin
As whispers in the ears of new horizons sway
Together's harmony with sensual nature
As lips are pressing hard and hands are roaming deep
To a birthing posture, with moans bouncing in heap
Triggering arousal in tremendous venture
Tuesday 19th June 2018 10:14 pm
Also by Louis Audet:
Cultural divide | Breakfast |I Stopped
I stopped feeling things so the universe would stop punishing me
I tried to feel it right, think it into existence, and withstand the resistance
I'm under decades of doubt
I'm afraid of what will happen when I come out
No longer behind the veil
But I got secret doubts that I can't tell
I'm operating on a fear of going to hell
Think it and be it
Pray it and believe it
Rare glimpses at th...
Tuesday 19th June 2018 6:07 pm
Also by Angie Lewis:
You Keep Saying | Whoever | He Is | If | Becoming | A Million Men March | Wait For Love | Post Traumatic Religion Disorder | Twelve | Hit the Floor | Letter from My Heart to God | Just Another Thursday, Bearing the Hurt | Trouble, Truth, and Reality | Whoever |Harry Kane
The name is Kane – Harry Kane
Licensed to entertain and thrill
The pitch lays before us a field of dreams
I lead my men into battle and I don’t flinch
In the vast land of Russia we prepare for war
We will fight for every yard and not give an inch
Our destiny is in our hands and at our feet
To lift the world cup is our ultimate goal
One game at a time a band of brothers shin...
Tuesday 19th June 2018 2:30 pm
Beach Boy
Beach Boy
South Shields afforded me no defence,
I was open as a Santa Monica sunrise.
The sand, sunshine on the waves
just a bus ride away,
we went week after week
after Endless Summer day.
In the 1960s
the West Coast had the sunshine,
but the dream, surfing
across the ocean,
came all the way East
and remains in my heart today,
music a constant, driving feast
with big blue skies ...
Tuesday 19th June 2018 1:25 pm
Also by Chris Bainbridge:
Little Love | Something Good |"The Man and The Bird"
The Man:
Why not?
You can fly wherever you want,
Go any place you desire,
No one’s permission required,
To the beaches, to the wilderness,
You are free beyond measure,
Yet you stay,
You stay in the nasty pit,
You stay where no one desires.
The Bird:
Everyday, a new painting in the sky,
The stars that combined to give us a masterpiece,
The soothing sound of...
Monday 18th June 2018 10:35 pm
Also by Andres Arias:
“The Man and The Whisper” |In My Dreams
I have these dreams in which I I feel really alone. Its not because there arent people around me in them. Sometimes the people in my dreams are even people currently in my life. Although an interesting concept is that they are never my immediate family, and never EVER my son.
I feel alone in that the circumstances that surround me feel dark and desolate. I feel hopeless, and it's like I know t...
Monday 18th June 2018 3:55 pm
When You Look At Me What Do You See
All the hurt is making me stronger, The deceitful ways help me strive for better days,
I know how it feels not to be loved by your loved ones
I know how it feels to be cold,
Living with no heat, three pairs of socks on my feet,
Still I stay strong in the mist of my storm
Knowing my self worth is better than not knowing at all,
So many stumbles and falls I took to see me,
...
Monday 18th June 2018 2:56 pm
Butterfly
She’s mixing vodka with echo falls
She’s taking Prozac and climbing the walls
She wants to silence the voice in her head
Determined that she won’t act out what he said
But life’s getting hard without any support
And all of her thoughts they begin to distort
The voices get angry when she won’t comply
And she longs to once more be that radient butterfly
As a child the colours were always so ...
Monday 18th June 2018 10:13 am
Also by Andrew Mark Bedell:
There is a hole in the ground |It will be the death of you
She stands outside
Shaking as if she were naked
Her short fur lined hooded jacket
Her only protection from the cold
Not covering her tatty faded jeans
And burnt out long ago trainers
Worn to the walk of her feet
As she takes another drag
From the cigarette held tight between her lips
Held clumsily in her fingers
purple and white as her face
her yellow stained teeth
...Sunday 17th June 2018 8:54 pm
Also by Martin Elder:
Mountains climbed | old kid, new tricks |Mug
Comfort-satisfaction steam-feathers my mind;
my mug has this aura, a soul -
a presence that, when I see this crafted, ergonomic beauty,
I enjoy pre-consumptive, pre-experiential, pre-appreciative mind-flutters,
I feel the blood-tingle, the brain sparkle,
the caffeine induced dull-relief sharpened clarity.
My mug. I feel you. I would love you.
Had I not shattered you upon my ...
Sunday 17th June 2018 6:17 pm
Obfuscate
'I fell asleep unexpectedly
Draped across my bed
A release of wakefulness suddenly essential.
I did not sleep long but very deeply.
My eyes flipped open
My whole self aware
Before the bridge to Mind was closed -
My brain beetling away in my subconscious.
And with neon clarity it left this word:
'OBFUSCATE'.
'What! Give me a break!
What!
I - I - sort of kn...
Sunday 17th June 2018 2:46 pm
Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:
Never! Never!! Ever!!! | Love |Beyond the dream
How would it be if we could see through the mirror of that Dream
Its the story with in which you find your own true glory
Would it Stars single glorious songs
Father Sun would shine the love all around
Mother Earth would hold us in carrying hands
I see the picture in my heart where Divine thread
Connect us all, sewing infinite patern of Love.
Each of us shining like eternal light
A...
Sunday 17th June 2018 1:43 pm
Also by Artur Hulboj:
Being Self | Nothing it's everything | Love is everything |Dad
I've seen the many medals, I own a plaque.
I played football too, but such things I lack!
I look back and think to myself what a shame.
We never saw each other play the beautiful
game.
I would have seen your honours held high.
But I never did, I don't know the reason why.
Although I played at a lower level than you.
I would have loved for you to have seen me ...
Sunday 17th June 2018 1:27 pm
Also by Mike Bartram:
Windows | Dreamland | One More Bottle | Reminder | The Greatest City | My Demons | Above all That |Episodes in a collapsed relationship
She sat at the far end of her high ceilinged room
I sat on her prefered chair.
We stared at each other.
***
Her hundreds of books were piled upon a just cleaned black wooden floor.
What was that with the light?
ahh yes, clean windows-
she had gone and gotten herself a window cleaner.
***
' I'm listening to ''Bring me the head of Philip K Dick'' again' she says...
'I ...
Sunday 17th June 2018 12:41 am
Also by Tommy Carroll:
falling... | Practical pronouncements | Predictive arrangements |Smashed frames
I wish upon the stars of
Your coveted mind,
Covered in cobwebs of thoughts
Avoiding mine,
Wishful thoughts asking why they exist,
Passive buoys raise bodies to surfaces
Stained with your words,
Remarks as fleeting as dotted stars,
Mapping the route to treasure
Never buried.
Beneath the sand sinks hope and glory,
Born with teeth as thick as mountain walls,
Silver water gleaming
Impos...
Saturday 16th June 2018 9:52 pm
Also by Cesca:
The red river | Perception | (untitled) |Rebel Rebel
I wanna be a rebel, no more goodie two shoes
I’m done with being PC
I wanna be a rebel you see
Get myself a girlfriend or three
Or would I prefer a strong cup of tea?
With a double brandy, a lager shandy?
Not radical enough? I’m just not tough
But now I’m growing old I wanna be bold
Eat loads of meat pies, kick sand in eyes,
and because I may havedementia,
say there w...
Saturday 16th June 2018 2:12 pm
Also by Rick Varden:
Why Does it Have to be So? | As we walk down the street | Why you should love your Cardiologist | Shards of Broken Glass |Grand betrayal
You're reaching out.
You're pleading.
Hands to the sky,
Heavy heart beating.
Knees to the ground,
And the rain falls.
Peace couldn't be found,
So you put up these walls.
In an empty broken place,
Never a smile on your pained face...
And you let the darkness sink in,
When all you needed was ONE friend,
But time and time, over again,
No one was there for you in...
Friday 15th June 2018 8:02 pm
Also by Jerrica Badgett:
Balance | Sun |Alone
She suffers, but no one knows her worth.
She takes the pain, but no one sees her hurt.
She cries, but no one seems to understand.
She feels, but no one seems to take a chance.
She breaks, but no one seems to see her sorrow heart.
She falls, but no one has been there with a hand.
She hurts, but no one seems to want to take her stand.
She drowns, but no one cares to make her fee...
Friday 15th June 2018 4:23 am
Sweet sorrowful sparrow
I’m a poet, a dreamer, a non believer, the girl who’s always smiling, belly full of laughter, sweetness by nature, but at the same time a total disaster, the heart broken heart breaker.
Thursday 14th June 2018 4:32 am
eternal slumber
He griped her hand tight
without her consent carried her with him
it was so sudden it took her minutes to fight
he was taken her to a room very grim,
pushed her in ruthlessly
there was no light nor hope
shut the door loudly no way to flea
alone in an envelope,
to be submerged by the night
years of work to suppress tears unshed
are being taken away in blin...
Thursday 14th June 2018 3:30 am
Dear Grandma
The way the world I’ve seen millions of times can look so different after one moment
One life-altering moment
The world looks and feels foreign
When you left this world I instantly relaxed
While the tears began to swell, I kept them at bay knowing you finally got that breath
You finally let go of the pain from every inch of your body
You became free, and I was so happy for you to...
Wednesday 13th June 2018 12:13 am
Also by Kristy:
Escaping the Clouds |My mum, my bones
My bones
Sometimes they really hurt
My mother has arthritis and it makes me freak
Will I become like that
My fingers curling and hard to mend
Hard to touch or hard to grab
It kills me inside that I can’t do justice
I cannot make that pain go away
Like a massive wave sinking me and her
She becomes more fragile and it’s hard to bear
When will it stop
When will ...
Tuesday 12th June 2018 10:50 am
The Washing Line
Down dark cobbled back streets, clothes lines stretched
across cohorts of back yards, on Washing Day.
Regiments of white bed sheets hoisted high
flapping like flags, in threatening skies
supported by proud,
immoveable clothes props.
Garments not daring to fly loose,
Straddled by dolly pegs
forced down hard.
Above boiling bleach buckets
Malevolent steam swirled, silently seethi...
Tuesday 12th June 2018 10:23 am
June Collage Poem - Negatives
Riots in another Eden, Eve’s tearful funeral,
Her truth was a lie and was all about Eve
Caged across anonymous affairs
Over poetic contexts in fragmented narratives
Through expectant open-mouthed pockets where paradise
Would never be the same again
Eve has escaped the serpent
But not its bite, she chases the dragon now
The blackened souls will always rule,
But not i...
Monday 11th June 2018 11:35 pm
You Have A Voice
One day this education,
Will create a quite beautiful nation.
A nation of understanding intellectuals.
A nation accepting of homosexuals.
They will see that this world's hate,
Is not of one's choice, but merely of fate.
Ask the lesbians and the gays,
They will tell you it is not "just a phase."
God's tears soar through the air,
Inside we all know that this is not fair.
...Monday 11th June 2018 8:41 pm
Also by Janine Armentrout:
Sorrow |Deep dream
I dreamt the perfect days
Of me without thinking of problems
I dreamt the perfect times
Of me without worrying too much
It was so great
To felt that way
It was so great
That makes my day
I dreamt of my journey
In a wonderful place
With everyone
But just thinking of myself
It was so great
That sometimes you will be selfish
Thinking nothing or no one
Just me and my wonderful jo...
Monday 11th June 2018 4:33 am
Also by Gelo leysa:
Fear of | Reality |Fury as frail 100 year old pensioner dies
Violence on our streets hits a new low,
How safe is it for us on them to go?
Our police force has surrendered control of our streets nationwide,
Due to CONSERVATIVE CUTS wherever we reside.
In Derby a 100 year old fatal mugging is another moment of shame,
Fewer police patrolling our pavements is definitely to blame.
The lady was approached from behind,
Knocked over by a brut...
Sunday 10th June 2018 12:29 pm
Also by hugh:
Retirement |Dear Mr. Turtle ?-_-_-_
I wish I were like you Mr. Turtle,
More than I can possibly tell,
For if I wish to avoid someone,
I would just hide inside my shell.
I'd never have to pay for babysitting,
I would just leave my kids in the sand,
Did I mention I'm a great swimmer,
And can live in both sea and land?
I'd be the O.G of the animal kingdom,
Better let the other creatures know,
That my speci...
Saturday 9th June 2018 9:40 pm
Also by Zahir Sookoor:
The girl everyone ignores |Be Begin Be End
I don't remeber how we started talking
Probably with words as simple as this,
Your attacks came rabid
I had my guard up
You came as a friend
I wanted more
I came with zeal
But my skill
Lacked edge,
Tongue less sharp,
My emotion's,
More clear,
You drifted above
Nearly in my grasp
Only for you to float away
Saturday 9th June 2018 12:50 am
27
You accuse me of inability to express my emotions
but when I put my pen to paper it all flows
You are the poetry within my heart
I sit beside you every day
and there are seasons and flowers inside of me
There are daisies for your naivety
There are hyacinths for your broken home and your sad eyes
There are narcissuses for your arrogance
and Jasmines for the beauty of your so...
Friday 8th June 2018 9:35 pm
Nectar- the offering (part 2)
My temple lies in the middle of a concreate garden of Asters,
Between the Blazing Stars, Butterfly Milkweeds and Lantana’s
The word was out when their fruits grew out.
An empty space, they gathered in rumours around the last place
I was seen
What I could have been
They reminiscence
“I hope the birds find the butterfly and peck on its paper wings”
“I hope they kill the beau...
Friday 8th June 2018 3:56 pm
Also by Rachel Mhlongo:
Nectar- The offering | Celestial goddess |Rainy Day
Water pouring down the sky
Cold wind blows through the window
Can't help wonder why just now
Now that I feel like crying
It went crying out with me
Friday 8th June 2018 11:46 am
War Poem - Tear Of A Child
I do not know when mom will return
I wait here for the promise that I was given
I am waiting for my food
I hear people crying
And I can’t go outside as I’m alone
I hear the thunder of jets
The sound of bombs hitting the ground
I am really afraid as to what I should do
I really think I should go out
But I can’t break the promise I gave
I feel the hunger rising
And the pain of m...
Friday 8th June 2018 5:27 am
Save me from myself.
Staring up at his ceiling fan, thinking about this disgrace
Looking in his closet door mirror, with this horrid weed that was laced.
Sending me into a trance of pure disgust
I have to stop this now, it’s most certainly a must.
I walked out the door
With no kiss goodbye
He turned around so fast
Like the quickest speed of light.
My heart pounding as we speak
I’ve gotten to a Cert...
Friday 8th June 2018 2:57 am
Also by Eden Louise:
PURE BONE |. thunder beiiiing
awesome thunder beings floating thur,
lighting kissing the earth to make it new.
lava spilling thur the lands,
mama earth making a stand.
rain drops falling in a gentle way,
what a wonderful time to pray.
givinig thanks for all i recieve,
the laugher, the joy, what more do i need,,,
Thursday 7th June 2018 11:50 pm
Also by coyote:
~ inspiration style ~ | ` BYCYCLE DITCH TROLL ~ | ~ univerity ~ |Test of Time
Sand passes by,
Through the glass neck ,
At the top of this rocky climb,
Yet still we slip and climb.
But where does it end,
Ready to charge forward ,
As we fall to our heads,
Vows to trust,
Emotions to gather.
Challenged by the force of time,
Where is the secret door?
Thursday 7th June 2018 9:34 pm
Cold Day in July
You came in like a cold day in July
My bare skin now ice
The cracks running down my chest
Breaking apart
I was a sparrow on the storm front
Did I ever stand a chance
Broken and battered wings
I’m falling
I was unprepared for how you hit me
Now you leave me behind
I’m lying on the ground
Bleeding
But again I will rise
And fly through the stormy ...
Thursday 7th June 2018 6:48 pm
Misplaced Memory
Minds mould cannot always bend to the will - Look!
A blur of surreal reality:
it’s vivid, a memory, a means
but travel through years
and maybe it’s a dream,
or the worst fear:
(for the youth with infantile stretch marks to hear)
Forgotten.
For the youths with flat ironed flesh and barely dogmarked ears,
what we all fear
is to forget.
Tell the boy with the newly ...
Thursday 7th June 2018 3:52 pm
Confession: Feeding Cornflakes To A Deceased Nun Is Easy If You Don't Know What You're Doing
i accidentally fed cornflakes to a deceased nun
it wasn't on purpose
she didn't die deliberately
it was a first for both of us..
i then attempted to feed the nun coffee
to help her swallow the cornflakes
she didn’t drink the coffee either
a deceased nun can’t drink coffee
perhaps i should have offered her tea
i know i often learn
by such ass-backwards
esoteric ether transferenc...
Wednesday 6th June 2018 3:05 pm
Must have been a sweet dream!
As I woke up
your face was all
I could remember.
That charm like demeanor
That magnetic smile
You must be angelic or
something of the like.
I've only met you twice
bUT with this sweet dream
Ive must have had, I'm now eager
to get to know you
(Sorry poets out there! I couldn't upload the file to this completed poem.will get back to it later)
Wednesday 6th June 2018 2:21 pm
Also by AbSo2021:
The perfect axis |Sad
I cannot remember how it feels like not to feel but I can paint a picture, I can see it and I can sense it. If I had to paint a picture this is how it would look like: You are stuck on a mountain, no cellphone reception, alone and with no voice. Just shapeless dark figures wobbling around with no direction. You are trapped with your inner voice who somehow feels louder and menacing. Your inner voi...
Wednesday 6th June 2018 10:17 am
Shots
Shots
shots break the calm
pierce your thoughts
what you think about
don’t matter what
you could pretend
nothing’s connected
then again
you could be dead
hear the kids
think about children
what happens next
no one says
listening to students
rapping through phones
safe in your classroom
lockdowns as jokes
shots ar...
Wednesday 6th June 2018 1:50 am
Also by Robert C Gaulke:
When the logic breaks |Stronger than hate
There was never a God in our civilised world
Who instructed our races to kill
Never a reason or doctrine or law
Never has been and isn't one still
We will not surrender
We're standing together
You will not determine our fate
Our country's united
We won't be divided
Because love is much stronger than hate
Wednesday 6th June 2018 12:36 am
After Breakup
A lot of pain in the ribs
I have forgotten her words
It has come to understand the foolish
The pains have taught all
I saw happiness in my tears
He found happiness in his smile
Tuesday 5th June 2018 4:23 pm
Farewell friends
Hey! If you have tears please do not shed,
And while weeping do not make your eyes wet.
The things i want to tell you aren't for fun,
I want to thank you all for standing with me as one.
Many moments came some were bad, some were good,
But, we stood and motivated each other whenever we could.
Now i have to leave you all behind,
But just keep my words in your mind.
Do not worry when ...
Tuesday 5th June 2018 3:30 pm
Black Betty by Huddie Ledbetter read by David Williams in the style of Sir John Betjeman
A little fun and whimsical nonsense! Anybody remember Peter Sellers reading 'Balham Gateway to the South?'
Tuesday 5th June 2018 2:55 pm
loch
loch
she was late, the moon;
knew that I would wait,
by the water, hoping.
life drunk, she staggers;
flirting with morning;
greedy for tomorrow.
night after night, weary.
high, broke and barefoot;
she holds me; dancing.
we leave corpses,
fears like broken moths,
rumours remaining.
we rest by the loch;
she brings stories,
long br...
Tuesday 5th June 2018 12:03 pm
Percentage You
I wonder of 100,
How much of you I've seen,
I've seen your 2 or 10 percent,
As you have seen of me.
I wonder if you'll trust me,
With 10 percent more you,
Say 20 percent total,
Ill give the same to you.
I wonder if my percent me
would be safe with you,
No reassurance? Give it back!
Lets keep it back at 2.
Tuesday 5th June 2018 8:44 am
A Shell
I stare at the empty shell in the mirror.
Is this what I am now?
My flesh tainted,
clothes tight and suffocating,
nothing looks right anymore.
My hair falls in the wrong ways,
my makeup is now a mask.
I am numb.
I am blistered and broken.
Nothing is real anymore.
I look away,
and once again
I am encased in the hopelessness
of this damned shell.
Monday 4th June 2018 11:06 pm
Also by Penelope Overman:
The Devil |Rib
Impossible to be separated
This love wont be mitigated
You wont be disappointed, if i see rain i wont go there
Take me to the side when we met
When i seen you on that last step
Who would of thought that was the first step into happiness
We have came and went so many times ive watched you move from here to there
With nothing but each others best intrest in mind
We shot in...
Monday 4th June 2018 6:47 am
Yellow
Her colour, yellow, brings exuberance to my life.
Yellow; a colour so unlike my own.
A scintillating, fluorescent perception
contrasting with my own dismal reflection.
Her colour, yellow, brings distinction to my life.
Yellow; who would have thought?
So, unique yet such a synonym,
altering my own shade from within.
Her colour yellow, brings significance to my life.
Yellow; ...
Sunday 3rd June 2018 4:16 pm
Also by Jade Kelly:
Secret imitations | Borderline |The doctor
Boring
Basic
Blah
I wasn’t feeling it
I wasn’t feeling you
For the four seconds it lasted
It was mediocre at best
You have so many great qualities
But sexuality is not one
Your dirty talk is blasé
Your moves are overplayed
Stop asking if I’m ok
Just fuck me already
I felt literally nothing
Not that it was small
It was there
I just fel...
Saturday 2nd June 2018 11:13 pm
Memory of you
The sun has finally set.
There's just one dim light on the horizon.
A burning light of orange, red and purple colors, All of them dancing on the music that the first stars on the sky appear to play.
I look beyond that light and I see you.
Just like the sun you seem to be further and further away...until you disappear.
There is only one thing that remains and that is the memory of you.
Fu...
Saturday 2nd June 2018 11:05 am
Also by Ana-Maria Necula:
The mirror | Thoughts in a dark room |Love is Fire
Come, light a match with
tingling fingers to ignition.
Flames kindle and prance in petalled shades of romance,
or burn like the sun.
Love is fire,
No fire is safe.
They burn like mischief and adventure,
like winter shoots trembling under Spring's dark crust,
bursting up with exuberance.
Love is like that too.
Love is gentle, love is kind
love is forceful, love is b...
Friday 1st June 2018 10:54 pm
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