Holding the tide
In the waves of the ocean
There is no one else
but us and the notion
Of the birds and the whistling leaves
That crawl into the room
Where we lay in the sheets
And I drown in the rhyme
That you paint in my mind
Drawing a line, deep and insane, between
beauty and pain
The birds outside these ocean walls
They sing their noisy song
The pressure in my chest, i...
Sunday 30th June 2019 9:46 pm
Criminals
I am a crime – the planet is my victim, even in my intent to save her.
Until now, I’ve had the defence of innocence – now removed in new awareness.
I care about clear-felled virgin forests, species loss, carbon release, destruction.
I eat plant material and plant based foods, plentiful and affordable.
I avoid meat and dairy, not contributing to the awful consequences.
I joined the u...
Sunday 30th June 2019 9:23 pm
Also by Rich:
Woops. |Humanity without the humane
The faint strangled cry
of a separated child,
parents detached
when the need is most.
An emotional bond
smashed to smithereens,
lack of food, lack of space
lack of sleep, lack of love.
We are bringing up
traumatised infants.
What example are
we setting for our future?
Does the human
no longer exist in humanity?
Have we become our
own worst nightmar...
Sunday 30th June 2019 8:16 pm
Also by Jon Stainsby:
Afresh again | Love for you | A natural concert | Holding on | Colour - Red |B rok e n Ma son r y
B rok e n Ma son r y
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.
...
wO rd s and fo to T o mm y Ca rrol l
Sunday 30th June 2019 8:02 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:
Wittgenstein says he: | A freedom to express | The end of interest | testing... 1 2 3 | The Complainer |Lump in my throat
This is about the guy who groomed me so language feedback would be 'really appreciated:)
In the sauna
I was an open wound.
My skin was anger:
sore and raw and
so self-conscious-
always naked.
I'd be feverish,
dehydrated,
and shaking.
The constant craving for salt,
was provoked by me,
so it was 'all my fault'
he was so thirsty.
He'd tear me apart...
Sunday 30th June 2019 6:44 pm
Also by Sophie:
White noise | Waking up | Hour glass | Narcissists anonymous | My telescope: Tommy |BEEN HURT TOO
BEEN HURT TOO
think you're the only one
it isn't true
know you hurt
been hurt too
every one of us
have things we go through
on the edge
hammer to a sledge
dig deep
when the climb is steep
may be frightened to the bone
but you're not alone
can honestly say
i've faced dark days
some strife in your life
ahead are better times
keep up the fight
soon see the light
gotta purge the m...
Sunday 30th June 2019 5:13 pm
Also by cindylee loucks:
ISN'T GOODBYE | YOURS TO SEIZE | OVERDUE | ECLAIR | CHAMELEON(2) | VAMPIRE'S KISS | IN THE MOURNING | SPACE LEFT BEHIND | BAIL PAID | BOUNTY | ACE OF SPADES | WORDS | GHOST |The Printer
The computer sends
it pulse to the printer
which waits and waits
and then finally wakes up
then jerks and rolls its workings
and finally prints
the white page like a tongue
sticking out in defiance
the page given up reluctantly it seems
the printer was probably sleeping
and needed a nudge
a shot of electricity
to stir it from its hibernation
it pref...
Sunday 30th June 2019 3:12 pm
Also by d.knape:
I Dreamed That I Was Young Again | Necessities | How To Start A War | Common Sense | No Poem Today | A Pallet On The Floor | Back Porch | What Meets The Eye | When Everything Made Sense | Carmotion | Slow Walking | Expansion Announcement | Father's Day Poem | Diminishing Returns | Manly Thoughts | Wink | Devices | Mommy Mommy | Wireless World | Ordering A Mouse | Letting Things Go | Cat Nap | White Stripe | Reunion | School Photos | Last Laugh | Saving Grace |Golden ink on
Golden ink on
Saturday, June 29, 2019
7:22 AM
I will keep you intact
and swing into an act
with all my passion to react
and bring you into reality or fact
You are like a white stone
where words will be engraved and shown
that you are still the golden figure
full of charisma and bright future
some beautiful words shall imprinted
the beautiful aspec...
Sunday 30th June 2019 1:56 pm
Also by Hasmukh Mehta:
Beyond the walls | Deep ocean of the poetry | Cool down | Doors are open | Visit her grave | No more wish | Raise head high | Fire flames | The name of forgiveness | Omnipresent and Omnipresence | Simple occurence | I am an ultimate | Work with sacrifice | Damn wild | New to heart | present failure | With colorful flowers | New to heart | Lines are drawn | He delivers | Find yourself | Not beauty alone | Personality at home | Love bridge | With the child | Mountain and arivers | Only one creature | Common feeling | Real talent | Limited role | Cimplete strangers | Chatterer | Remain alive | Eyes speak pain | :Love-not a dream | No need | New trend | Change the fate | No pretension | Noa pathoven | Busy personality | I cry alone | Love is not | As if in cage | Love the way | Love the way | Eid-real worship day | Walk aimlessly | With a frown face | As if the cage | My answer | Less dangerous | No chance | Our folly | The painter | Allow me free entry | Dominate the scene | Omnipresent God |Pot of Gold
The ends of rainbows do exist. I know for I have seen one.
Faintly through the clouds. Across the water, alighting on a small mass of land.
Isleboro, in The Penobscot Bay. One of many gems off the coast of Maine.
I stopped for a moment, snapped a picture.
I did not have time to chase after it that day, but I know where to go to find it again.
2019
Sunday 30th June 2019 1:23 pm
Also by Lisa C Bassignani:
Summer in the City | Mother Goose is Loose | "Why..." | Trying New Things | X X X | Yikes! | Eric Was a Werewolf | Ethereal Wisps | Bored in Study Hall. The Nonsensical Wanderings of a Teenage Mind | What Do You Know? |asking
you ask too much
from your nap
that you will be transformed
and the world will be different
yet there you are with your
faculties intact as if you
could pretend to enthuse
on what’s profoundly stupid
Sunday 30th June 2019 1:05 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:
Oh my filth | Today's Lab | Scratched Out | The kids | Teaching bad children | Bodies | The Throb | To the edge of the ledge with a pickle wedge | On rejoining the cult | The Pitch | Ah, yes | The fabulist | Parents | Today's Meeting | Climbing out of a lie | E. Rigby’s Granddaughter |MARY
Mary had a little watch
she swallowed it one day
now she's taking castor oil
to pass the time away
Sunday 30th June 2019 12:48 pm
Also by ray pool:
SUBURBAN CASTLE | DISCOVERY | VISITATION | THE MESSAGE | TEN ON THE SPHINCTER SCALE | ON FATHERS DAY | GLASS MARBLES | SEARCHING AND FINDING | LATE INDULGENCE |Shake On It
There is yet much to see
within the darkness of a tomb,
so much to discover between two atoms.
An awesome universe of consciousness
separates you and I. Discussion continues;
argument, but not agreement.
Fantastic discoveries, proofs, but no agreement.
Insights, epiphanies, revelations. No agreement.
We, not blind to the crisis, see far
when we close our eyes, imagine
fine times of...
Sunday 30th June 2019 10:34 am
Also by Adam Whitworth:
Wayside Episode | A House In Silence | Beheading | The Nature Of Love | Words To A Playground Tune | Pueblo | Before Too Long | Maia | Knucklebones |Baa baa Black Sheep (a different rhyme)
'Hiya Black Sheep
have you any stuff?'
'Yes Sir, Yes Sir, three packets are enough?'
One for your girlfriend
one to make you hum
and one for the toy boy
who's sleeping with your Mum!'
Sunday 30th June 2019 10:14 am
Also by Jennifer Malden:
Humpty Dumpty - a different rhyme | Jack and Jill (a different rhyme) | Litholife | The Tourists From Milan | A Dying Art | When night comes |An Act of Crime
An Act of Crime
Preamble
Pictured is the house under threat
An act of crime will soon be
Committed in my town
A home with so much history
Was sold. Be soon knocked down
Our advocates of heritage
Enraged, say all along
Such a bad decision shows
The system is all wrong
The property's not listed
And there's the fatal flaw
Council says six uni...
Sunday 30th June 2019 7:51 am
Also by Don Matthews:
Trump's Re-Election Strategy | Nursery Rhyme Challenge (entry in Frisky/Earthy category) | Poet Lake | Are You Happy Where you Are? | Fire and Brimstone | No Particular Semblance (or WTF?) | Whinging Poms All Sent Home | Conscious Uncoupling | Service Stations. Disappearing Services | My Muse Has Gone Off Bike-Riding | This Ain't No Aussie Launchpad Don | Infected | Bridget Everett - On the Edge | Snaffling Brexit Discontents | Wavemaker. But... | How Much Does One Reveal to Strangers? | Maryon Wants Me To Write Edgy | Outside the Rink. Unfettered | Monty Python's Bavarian Restaurant | Do You Remember Anya, Kate? | Models on Catwalks | Haiku – College of | The Poet's Grave | Nothing Deep and Thoughtful Here | Why Can't I Be Spiderman? | Why Has Our Aussie Stopped Posting? |you know how it go(freeform)
pull out thre trigger u know how it go
call up lil leek cuz he still got that 4
when I'm down bad I do not got nopbody
release all my problems when I drink this bottle
still fucking hoes man I just fucked this model
nobody know about all of my problems
call up tequila u know she gon solve it
I wanna stop drinking but I got nobody
I try to reach out but they always dec...
Sunday 30th June 2019 12:58 am
Also by Dontaves Wiggs:
Wished I knew | LAFSIWTD(LOVE AINT FAIR SO I WANT TO DIE) |The roses of Al-Andalus
“Commune with your own heart on your bed and be still.”
― Maimonides Moses 1135-1204
The splashes of red, the heady bloom,
The opulent smell, patchouli oil, lingering.
In a marbled room: a certain slant of light,
Reveals these Andalusian roses creeping
Along the fence between Mudejar and Christian.
Between Morisco and Jew,
Between my lover and I,
Between me and you.
...Sunday 30th June 2019 12:18 am
Also by John E Marks:
Subliminal | Mater mea | BLANK SLATE | Paralysis | BRIMSTONE NIGHTS | a splash of yellow across a sometime sky... | The Shoah of us all | Brother | The voice of death, the voice of love and the voice of art. | DEEP SONG - FERAL YOUTH | Die Zauberflote | Villanesque | SUFI | No man ever steps in the same river twice | A tangle in mind | An incidental haunting | The end of the world | The forgotten lore | Flesh is weak | Txt Msg | saying goodbye | Small town boy | Easter Sunday in Nineveh, Iraq | The golden, fairy goddess | D-DAY | El Tiempo | Lemons on sale again | Stoic suicide |Norma Jean
First day of June in twenty six
Blonde bombshell born
will star in many flicks
Childhood spent in foster care
but stood out from the crowd
especially her hair,
her beauty and so much so
she was popular with the guys
who all wanted to know
who she was, where was she from?
Where did she tarry?
At sixteen though
she went and got married
Oh Norma Jean your s...
Saturday 29th June 2019 11:18 pm
Also by Rick Varden:
When did I sign up? (A Carers lament) | Insomnia | Who is this please? |Victim or criminal
Why?
Why she stepped out in dark?
Why she trusted him?
Why she wore provocative short dress?
Why she giggled at him?
Why is she loud?
Why she glanced at him?
Why she made her first move?
Why she can't be like others?
Why she need justice now?
Why can't she forget and forgive?
Why she is breathing now?
Why she don't care of her loved ones?
Why she can't be silenced now?
Why she is un...
Saturday 29th June 2019 10:14 pm
Also by Ankita Srivastava:
It's all right | Little girl's dream |Rain rain... Nursery Rhyme
Rain rain go away..
Can't u ever wash the stain..
Hurts and trauma had much to play..
Rain rain go away..
Saturday 29th June 2019 4:11 pm
Also by mona s:
Oblivious | Haiku - True Self | The Bars | Across the shores |Ode to the Free World & its Leaders
Ode to the Free World
&
Its Leaders
They fight wars thousands of miles from their shores
and expect us to willingly applause
They have great wealth but need allies
with begging bowls ...
Saturday 29th June 2019 2:21 pm
Also by keith jeffries:
The Natural World | The Potter´s Hand |Over the Hills and Far Away
One man went to mow his meadow
But when he got there he found
A machine had been and cut it clean
So instead of scything he sat down
And sighed for rabbit pie
Made from conies caught in the hedgerows
Hedgerows as old as the old ways
Which wend over hills and dales
Where little boy blue asleep in the hay
Was dreaming of metal monsters
That ate up little boys ...
Saturday 29th June 2019 2:20 pm
Also by afishamongmany:
It was not so | Imprisoned or Prism | Thoughts about Thought | The Brink of Time | Blurred | Meeting Greeting | Three Times | Startingblocks | Stairways |SIMPLY COMPLEX
Moving through life one thing features,
Simply that we're complex creatures.
What we are can be confusing
And subject to continual musing.
You'll hear it said again and again
That we are all things to all men.
Our lives are assorted books on their shelves..
If not true to each other, let's be true to ourselves.
..................................................................
Saturday 29th June 2019 1:04 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:
NOT NECESSARILY | IS IT GOODBYE? | LIFE | ARAB SPRING | TRAVEL | THE LONGEST DAY | ISLAMOPHOBIA | SING-SONG |Love on the Beach
Love OnThe Beach
Fingers feeling sun-soaked skin
Tingling under tentative touches
We celebrate our closeness.
Side by side we sit stroking
Forearms first,
Watching seabirds wheel,
Dive and dance in sea breezes
As your fingers dance over my skin.
Our eyes hover on the horizon,
We skim the sea of sensuality,
So close now our scents are tinged with salt...
Saturday 29th June 2019 11:31 am
Also by eve nortley:
For Always | Love Potion | The Squirrel Ripple | Rock Pools | Can you bank on Winston? | Hostile Environment | Modern Slavery | I will go home and cry | SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY | Sparklers in the dark | Sea Woman | A Life On The Ocean Wave | Come down to the beach... | Driftwords | Awful Androgens | Dear Mr Burne Jones | Birmingham's Bhangra Babes | 21st Century Love | Curry and Kulfi | Gambling with grandad | Money | Sir Frances Drake |Deceptive Beauty
Bank epitome of radiant
Street symmetrical of it's time
Dainty talk of town
Bread of homo sapiens dream
Pulchritude made and ends in it
Zero competition before any
With the invitation smile,
Structure tempts any it come across
Zero zero hours the favorite
TV for the public,
Root parts for those that can reach
Hind quarters, visa free
At 30th, it looks 16th
A companion to nat...
Saturday 29th June 2019 10:21 am
No
Over a decade has passed, yet at times it feels as if it has hardly been a day
My body follows the passage of time while a piece of my mind remains frozen in that moment
The scars have faded, yet I still see them shine as bright as the day he carved the reminder upon my flesh
Written in a language only my eyes could distinguish
A lifetime has been lived, yet I still return to that litt...
Saturday 29th June 2019 3:20 am
Also by ByteSize:
Outrun the Demons | Inner Voices | Doubt | I Need You | Just resting my eyes | Matryoshka | Unable to live without Love | Broken | Beauty is in the eye | Demons Never Leave | Hidden | Struggle Not to Fall Again | Her | Fading | Happy Birthday My Dearest Sister | A Stranger | I long to surrender my heart | Long for Silence | The Sweetest Lies | Shadow Person | Lost | Returned | More than a smile |Hiding Love
Taking a step back,
It's too soon,
But only time will tell,
For now I will say I like you.
But today,
You make me smile,
You make me stronger,
You make me better.
In the mist of it all,
I need to take time,
I need to heal,
But for you I would take a risk.
I know you are my strength,
You are my weakness,
You keep me safe when I fall,
You a...
Friday 28th June 2019 11:50 pm
Also by Samantha Howard:
Clarity |disconnected
I rung to ask if you are okay
but really
I wanted you to know that I am not
you tell me you are doing fine, then say you trust I am
but really
you want me to lie to you, to say all is forgiven
yes, I can read between your lines
but really
I pretend I believe you, and I say goodbye
I sit still, holding the phone and wondering
what went wrong
Friday 28th June 2019 6:15 pm
Also by Eiren Water:
time zones | I'm a cliché (mused) | so many ifs (mused) | easy | perfect | what's left | I wonder | addicts lie | outside | maybe mayhem |The Power of Compatible Ignorance
Friday 28th June 2019 11:18 am
Also by Randy Horton:
A New riddle of Induction |The Mangled Lips - A Crime Thriller Plot
Mangled lips have been turning up all over London and the inhabitants are scared. Ten murders in ten weeks, all committed with a pistol, and still nobody has a clue who the rude killer is.
Jazz Phi Koo is a smart and charming professor with a fondness for love. She doesn't know it yet but she is the only one who can stop the thoughtless killer.
When her lover, Phil kay, is kidnapped, Jazz ...
Friday 28th June 2019 10:47 am
Also by catchmeifyoucan:
The Writer and the Professor. | Laughing Like Two Broken Love birds | The Beloved Stranger At High St - A Narrative Poem | Trackless Desert | 'The Enchanted Torch' | 'The Curse of the Crumpled Map' | My Handsome Moon - Phil Kay | Jasmine's torment | dolphins | passions | Phil Kay |Inspiration figée
Poupée de glace modelée par les regards
Figurine de lumière
Mais carcan de toile
Fuite impossible
Grâce piégée dans la création.
Thursday 27th June 2019 7:46 pm
Climax
Tired eyes to look
The Smile face floated
Colder wind touched body
Bird song lyrics
Spring climax
The directional bust started
Steady Lowering Light.
Thursday 27th June 2019 6:27 pm
Letter to April
Maybe I could slit my thigh
Pour the gasoline on it
How did I make it to 10 years without you
I'll let the flames burn the wound back together
Desperate words always come for desperate measures
But I've been living underground
For the world's the fraction of what I used to be
Thursday 27th June 2019 6:01 pm
Also by Mikey V Kinsey:
Plastic Boy | just a song |Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying!
Falstaff: 'Henry IV, Part 1' act 5, sc. 4
There is a man
Who would be a king. This is such stuff
As past dreams would make his many morrows
That he, Princeling, may strut upon life's stage
As one with pride.
Yet this is a man
Who must know a past. That is the stage
As present nightmare on which he played so sad a part
That he, Pretender, needs now attend our co...
Thursday 27th June 2019 3:42 pm
Also by Chris Armstrong:
The Estuary | Uchtryd's Summer Place |Alluring, When She Is Dressed Black!
She smiles and the breeze flows
She speaks the softest tone
Her charm is mesmerizing
Favorite among known unknown;
Personification of true love
She is a seed tenderly sown…
Cute, cuddling and precious,
She steps into my thoughts back to back,
Alluring, when she is dressed Black!
Whenever my eyes rapport,
I am not in my comfort zone.
Animosities on the rise,
...Thursday 27th June 2019 3:24 pm
Also by ai ou:
Mind Aberrations | After So Many Days! | आज बड़े दिनों के बाद| | Intoxication To My Greed! | Aik Nazm | WhatsApp DPs |Muffets And Spiders
(Sinister nursery rhyme challenge. Your turn...)
Crawling through the undergrowth,
On, "Tick tock," legs all spindle thin,
Eight in number, like it's eyes,
A spider came a'wandering.
Spying out a sleeping girl,
Resting on her tuffet,
The spider had a dark desire,
To eat up a young Muffet.
Just like she'd munched on curds and whey,
He thought he'd munch...
Thursday 27th June 2019 9:33 am
Also by Jason Bayliss:
Peculiarly British X? | Hell In a Handcart | The Book Of Broken Promises | A Face In The Looking Glass | A Spiders Haiku | Me And My Mortality | Crimson | Haiku X 10 | Hiding In The Silence |Be Strong, Have Faith, Don't Despair.
The importance of my purpose -
is it blown out of proportion?
For while such pride should be no curse
it might lead to some distortion
of how I see my rôle in this -
what I've a right to claim for me
and whether wanting more's remiss -
but should I accept what I see
or am I right to want my dreams?
Nothing's written: no-one's constrained
to mine safe, prescr...
Thursday 27th June 2019 8:53 am
Also by Richie Muster:
Paramatical Mathedox | A Cornucopia Of Haikus | 7-Up: Cleanliness Is Next To Impossible | The Whole Hog | Leave Or Remain, It's All The Same | If Poems Were Paintings (A Scabrous Fantasy, Written After Watching J. Koons at Work On BBC4) |June
Let the anticipation build Let the angst grow inside your gut Allow it to rumble and tumble and wreck havoc on your insides Feel the magnetic pull when we lock eyes a little bit too long and struggle to break away Watch me watching you while trying to hide your prying eyes Don't you dare rush a thing
Thursday 27th June 2019 5:34 am
PERFECT EQUILIBRIUM
PERFECT EQUILIBRIUM
Hot July ’75 days left a sky’s breadth lethargy
over the living world, where a breath of cool air,
a trickle of cold water, a draught of cold beer
were our day-to-day deities – all else
one weary step to another, even birds hushed, it seemed,
weather-wise, shaded in silent woods,
life it...
Wednesday 26th June 2019 10:58 pm
Also by Peter Taylor:
AND AS | AND BECAUSE | HANGING GARDENS, HASLEMERE | SILENT GREETINGS | SHARING THE SUN |The Weight
Bottled emotions are heavy,
the weight can keep your mind unsteady.
Unbalanced,
you stand the chance of tipping over.
Indeed so,
those emotions will spell over,
expelling another
load off your shoulders,
and peace of mind
your soul will soon discover.
Wednesday 26th June 2019 6:04 pm
Also by DeVaughn:
Souls' Worth | Emotions | Expression | Love | Mislove | Loss of Identity | Lost Soul | Love Blues | MENTAL BONDAGE | THE CREATOR | DREAM QUEST | FEARLESS MIND |Ring Around The Poison Ivy
Ring around the daffodil
All the gods have fallen ill
One by one
The forts burned down!
Ring around the asphodel
Cheaters do not kiss and tell
Wrinkle, Wrinkle
Stars no longer shine and twinkle!
Ring around the daisy
Standards growing hazy
Foul Words, Foul Words
Hearts break too!
Ring around the poison ivy
Sip "The Lie" from Monday to Friday
...Wednesday 26th June 2019 5:37 pm
Also by Mae Foreman:
Rage, rage, rage! | Funny, Funny | Beast in Pain | Starchild's Spell | Thank You Mother | Father Thank You | Meaning Lost | Us and Them |How To Be Alone
Waiting for a friend
sipping tea, sunglasses on
passers-by double and disappear
as reflections in shop windows
everything lit golden
then dimmed behind my lenses
I stir the drink some more
Waiting for a friend
they’re half an hour late now
I barely notice
just watch the people
let my mind wander
the liquid turning in the cup
And it hits me, squarely, there
on the corner by the cr...
Wednesday 26th June 2019 4:07 pm
Also by Tom:
You Are My Priest | Pillars of Creation | Purpose | Shadows Climb In My Cold Room | Return To America | To Be Adored | Don't Look Into Their Eyes | Your Light, Our Youth |Sweet meat
A quick Haiku that I wrote in reply to a radio dj's tweet, just for fun
No puedo pensar
Crema Catalana
A cake ate my brain
Wednesday 26th June 2019 9:05 am
Also by Graham Parker and his musings:
Father's Day |my mummy
I'm gonna talk about a woman who I can only describe as my world my universe
my brightest light ..my tonic ..my backbone my nurse
even in black she has more colours than a rainbow
brighter than the moonlight the sunshine she makes the rain go
when I'm told that I'm magic and I'm gifted
it's coz of her though keeps me uplifted
iv been so low
but never solo
she is the light that attracts lig...
Wednesday 26th June 2019 8:59 am
Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:
OCD | A Fool Like Me | tick tok | Dear Diary | God Blessable Bless | The power of giving | 2019 New moon 17th june | Transformation | 11.11 | Heartburn no more |A Cowards Way
Life's too Precious . Lives would be saved . If you stop Denying and start trying . Facing up to crimes happening to you . A Chip on a shoulder will always Fester . Parents feel unsafe then deny they really knew . But ideas charge batteries . And Instincts are There . By denying what is happening . Your helping to Fuel . That someone must have Knowledge. The Knowledge of just what makes your relat...
Wednesday 26th June 2019 5:58 am
Also by Wendy Higson:
Presumptions | Life’s Changes |THEM AS LIVES LONGEST LEARNS MOST
(Confessions of a man with little honour. But you get it while you can)
I used to turn up on them marches
Arms linked with the Trotskyist host
But now I tune in to the Archers
“Them as lives longest learns most”.
I wore all my badges and labels
The shouts and the slogans and words
I learned them just like my times tables
But really I went for the birds.
M...
Wednesday 26th June 2019 12:40 am
Also by John Coopey:
I MADE MY BRASS THROUGH STRESS | THE GREEK ISLANDS CRUISE 2 | BROWNIE - MY OBITUARY | CAMAY | LEADER OF THE PACK | IT WAIN'T WESH | I MISS THE MAN THAT I USED TO BE |Masks
What mask should I wear today
Happy to beat sad, colours to beat grey
A mask to trick, a mask to decieve
A web of lies is easy to weave
A new face of confidence, free of fear
Laid on thick, so no cracks appear
Cracks like desperation, depression and pain
Covered with false confidence, it's a task to maintain
We all rely on our masks, to protect and to hide
Frightened, embarrassed, to sho...
Tuesday 25th June 2019 8:08 pm
Paradise Awaits
When our tears, we seem unable to control.
Remember Heaven awaits for our lost soul.
They are at peace and rest, a stranger to pain.
We cry long at our loss, but it’s Heaven’s gain.
Paradise awaits those who deserve it most.
And we will meet again, when God is our host.
But for now the reason God gave us a heart.
Is to fill it with memories if loved ones depart.
One day we’...
Tuesday 25th June 2019 6:14 pm
Also by Mike Bartram:
For My Dad |To be Loved by You
What do you see
When your eyes land on me
What do you fear
When I am near
What is written on the wall
That's guarding you from all
I long to give to you
Do you know
Do you really know
That I would never let you go
Do you understand
I only wish to be with you
In the end
When I look at you
It's like the whole world is new
A better place for all
...Tuesday 25th June 2019 5:50 pm
Also by Jara Giner:
Missed Something |shukriya!!
aaj boht dino baad main khul kar hansi hoon
khud ko ainey mey deykhkr sharmai hoon
log merey muskaraney ka sabb poochtey hain
sochti hoon keh doon ya rehney doon
meyra aashiq hai boht khoobsurat
nazar na lag jaiyey usko kiski
yahi sochkr apni doston sey taaruf nahi krwati hoon
woh soochta hai main usko pasand nahi krti
is liyey dosron sey nahi milwati hoon
is rukhsa...
Tuesday 25th June 2019 1:43 pm
Operation
My grandson, now thirteen, and sports adept
Had to have ingrown nails removed
From his two big toes
And the toes treated against regrowth.
Wide awake surgery -
And he was understandably nervous.
'Will you come with me, Grandma?'
'Of course, Honey.'
I would move heaven and earth for the child!
The three ladies in attendance were pleasant
And quietly interested in ...
Tuesday 25th June 2019 12:39 pm
Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:
Cutting the Grass | Mind in a Cage | Math Test | I Hope There Is A Heaven For That Pretty Pink Dress |quantum decision-making (anarchy and the existentialist)
over the edge
like comic relief
for the dangerously desensitized
and tragically disaffected
the fate of low entropy and all our chances at
something hoped for, desired yet unexpected
--our ultimate affinity an inglorious end
achieved in the finality of irreversible disorder
Tuesday 25th June 2019 9:09 am
Also by nunya:
X-Y | heartswell | h-bomb (the singularity is here) |Welcome To The New Age;
Welcome To The New Age;
Where 'no' means 'yes' and 'yes' means 'get me pregnant.'
Where a woman's underwear can be waved in front of a court like a white flag justifying all the reasons why he raped her.
And where the lining a woman's dress is the difference between 'leave me alone' and 'fuck me right here on the table'
When I was 16 years old, a teacher touched me on the knee, caress...
Monday 24th June 2019 9:34 pm
Sometimes
Words sneak up on me
Come up behind me
Grab me round the throat
Gag and starve me of all else
Beat me about the head
Until my mouth
My pen release them
A teeming, fighting stream
Of conscious thought
Storming an unconscious self
Words that nag and push me around
Like a long-lost friend
Assaulting my senses
Lying dormant for a time
In sleepy tired dreams
...Monday 24th June 2019 5:33 pm
Also by Martin Elder:
Eddie Condon's apprentice | How many tonight |Drugs to death
Pills and powders flying around the streets, each dealer adding their own unique twist to create a bigger batch of what they call a treat. A lads night out, a festival gone wrong, it doesn’t take much for you not to be so strong. “I know my limit” they say, but the pill that you pop may lead you astray, all that you’ve worked for, all who you love, gone in a flash over a dodgy bag of drugs. Laying...
Monday 24th June 2019 5:25 pm
Also by Holly Robinson:
Grey clouds |Full Pages, Empty Rooms
Thousands of pages in an empty room
Thousands of stories waiting to be told
The pages go untouched
The magic within begins to fade
Beloved characters cease to exist
Daring fights go unheard of
People begin to feel empty
Not always sure why
It's because those empty rooms
Inked pages breathe life to us
Teach us history, adventures, to love
We mustn't forget t...
Monday 24th June 2019 4:43 pm
LAST THOUGHTS ON FIDEL
TO THOSE ABOUT TO LIE, AND THOSE WHO SALUTE YOU,
NEVER HAS SO MUCH, BEEN STOLEN FROM SO MANY,
BY SO FEW.
THE LIBERAL COMMENTARIAT KNOWS A THING OR TWO
ABOUT THAT. ET TU BRUTE? ET TU?
I’M WATCHING LATE NIGHT TELEVISION,
WITH THE RADICALS CALLING THE SHOTS.
THEY’RE REVIEWING WEST-END MUSICALS,
WHILE THE WORLD’S DOWNTRODDEN ROTS.
THE PHILOSOPHERS OF ‘CAUSE CELEBRE...
Monday 24th June 2019 3:19 pm
Also by trevor homer:
THE POETRY CAFE [Café' Grande, Dudley] |Gas Light
Be kind... I am still getting used to writing after my stroke. It’s so hard but a friend’s experience prompted this one . Assisted technology sounds bizarre reading back such a sensitive topic. I hope it still works as a poem.
Gas light
It’s not a street light.
It’s so hard to see.
So unaware,
It frightens me.
I’m not worth it.
Am I to blame?
Is it my f...
Monday 24th June 2019 3:12 pm
Also by Louise Clarke:
This is me |Oh Dear!
Oh dear my eyes can't bear
longing so long - with fear
it's another year, with the same tear
only thing it knows is Spartan's spear;
hidden somewhere near
still not clear
what to do? with this fear
I lend my ear (beneath the seer )
oh dear
are you there somewhere / to hear
you left me here with the spear
but I can't find a deer
which will appear
so that I can beat the beer
an...
Monday 24th June 2019 8:31 am
Steps
Take a step.
Where does it take you?
Where can it take you?
Where do you want to go?
How many steps does it take to get there?
It won’t be an easy journey,
For there are many twists and turns.
Forks in the road
And challenges you will face.
The brave don’t give up.
You are brave.
Remember that and take those steps to achieving your dreams.
But how do you know which path to ta...
Monday 24th June 2019 3:32 am
Judgmental People!
We are surrounded by so many judgemental people
These people judge your every move,
They judge your every opinions, decisions and moods
They evaluate your life and estimate your role
As per their life’s primary goal
Whether you are a single or have a partner
They will find loopholes among you to make some story to narrate others
Whether you are introvert or extrovert
T...
Sunday 23rd June 2019 9:02 am
Also by Bindu Trigunayak:
A true Soul Mate! | Why me? |Morningstar
Hello my beautiful morningstar
My pleasure that i hold dear to myself
Who's beauty I hold to my self
I am the devil and i have deal to make before you waste your beauty here
Walk this green earth ignorant to pains existence or swim in your emotions and lose yourself like an ordinary human?
Does it not intrest you in what you could truely become a love a pillar of light in the dark
...Sunday 23rd June 2019 6:11 am
Drawn together
Drawn together, by god's hand
canvas weathered, with black clouds on foreign land
placed on parchment in the darkness
the line is thin from me to you, each other's mind paint the others dreamscape
drawn to you, the flip book of life brings us ever closer as every moment pass
each page bookmarked and in immediate view, I pray always my spine hold from the load placed on you
on the margin ...
Sunday 23rd June 2019 2:09 am
Also by Shawn Garcia:
Walls fall | I strive to be a part of the hive | Atypical ascension |Dark to light
I come from a dark place
Naturally
The land of no return some may call it
Making my way back up to the surface
After living in my head for
I pay homage to the fall and winter
Because it brings me closer to myself
Yet I am starting to notice how much I have been ignoring the light
How does the spring and summer affect me?
Besides being hot and feeling like I want t...
Saturday 22nd June 2019 6:03 pm
Also by Farmer Yani Koo:
(untitled) | Lion within |nothing to cry about
There is nothing to
Cry about
Anymore
He’s gone
He’s done
And spent
And all the old pictures
And all the old words
Which stampede through my mind
Like a rambling herd
Are mud and dust
And spent
And yes
We caught you
On our phones
So you live and breathe
In monochrome
And maybe it was suggested
That’s easier
Than a black ...
Saturday 22nd June 2019 3:31 pm
Also by Twilbury Wist:
what you do | Not made for lifting |Who are we?
We dwell in a region of the world
Where the promises of our leaders to us are being
tufted away by the wind
We claim to speak the truth coated with falsetto
Our actions do not compliment our words of principles,
discipline, culture and moral standards.
Lies have been placed on the throne commanding the truth as a slave
We are traded as schlock in the hands of the feeble
We are buried in ...
Saturday 22nd June 2019 1:44 pm
whale song
whale song
this melting shifting liquid world
encroaching onward inward land submerged
man didn’t think he didn’t know
the impact of his deeds upon the snow
the ice the glacier belt
the deepening of the coastal shelf
ecosystems fast dissolving
creating problems global warming
land based life declining fast
environments that will not last
moving on to pastures ...
Friday 21st June 2019 10:25 pm
Also by thephantomscribbler:
the first pitch of summer | Bless The Weather |I Cannot Hate You
These heavy chains were filled with rust,
Internal corruption breathed poison,
And now I watch a year turn to dust,
I stand at the edge, but you’re gone
You claim, you blame, you put it on me
My unhappiness I tried to change,
You do not love anymore, I see
Retrospect and hindsight feels strange
You claimed we were strong despite protest,
Such tainted beauty lea...
Friday 21st June 2019 4:59 pm
Seeker.
I'm searching for a genie at the bottom of every bottle.
But three wishes will only last a little while.
So I'll just sit and sip on my own sorrow,
But you know I'm still going to try again tomorrow.
I'm searching for some rhyme or reason,
Why I'm still here in this mental prison.
Maybe so I'm forced into self-reflection.
But you know I'm stuck in this misdirection.
I'm searching for a...
Friday 21st June 2019 4:54 pm
Indifference
Clarity of thoughts, actions, purpose, vitality, neutrality
Liquid, solid, and gas
States of matter
States of confusion
States of illusion
Heart has some dents
Scratches too
But it'll be brand new
Next level -
Friday 21st June 2019 5:26 am
Memoirs of an Alcoholic
This addictive dance is something like a romance
riding on a circumstance, giving in to an induced trance
bargaining for a second chance
A disease fueled by a constant need
A longing for propriety, to be the me that I can be
all just wasted energy it seems
Someone please give me a labotomy, take this wound and lance me free
Blamed it on anxiety, blamed it on society, crutched ...
Friday 21st June 2019 3:11 am
Accidental Meetings
Gods were smiling day and night
Accidental meetings were not right
Up to tears, they were laughing,
Some of them were just roughing.
We simply gave you a chance,
It’s too early to dance.
There are very little chances
To create your own dances.
Happy meetings are so rare,
Accidentals are not fair.
All your life you can just wait
Believing in your own fate.
It’s a miracle to meet in the ...
Thursday 20th June 2019 9:14 am
Also by Larisa Rzhepishevska:
It Was Raining Cats And Dogs... |the nerds are onto something, kinda
I(T)'s a simulation. In nervous systems, seemingly. My I(T) in mine, yours in yours, theirs in theirs. We assume that for each other, so an I can talk to a you and a they as an us.
There may be no nervous systems and no being or nothingness beyond I(T). You may be entirely in I. Vice versa. Or maybe there’s a turtle’s shell or a Greek dude’s shadowy cave or a cosmic bubble bath of bubble baths ...
Wednesday 19th June 2019 6:29 pm
Seeing Things
What is the scale of reality?
We all have our own truths
Our own views
How do you quantify actuality?
“A fantasy is a vision
It is solely in your vision
It is envisioned by you
A vision is a fantasy”
But saints had visions!
Politicians have visions!
Some people have double vision
Anyone that has sight has vision
Whether they have a sixth sense
Or no...
Wednesday 19th June 2019 1:28 pm
Also by Alexandra K. Parapadakis:
My Point is Circular |Unrequited Heartbreak
Happy for someone
Heartbroken for yourself
Chest tight
Gasping for breath
Tears stuck to your eyes.
How do you move on?
Let go?
It comes in waves,
Crashing one minute
Peaceful the next
Keep trying to forget
You can’t.
Wednesday 19th June 2019 12:37 am
Also by Rye:
Secret Feelings |Days of Dementia
Some days I look at the mantelpiece
Where the dust gets thicker and the cobwebs grow
I’m not sure what to do about it, you know.
Every day seems like the same day
And even though it’s sunny outside
Sometimes the clouds get in the way.
I watch the TV but I don’t always take it in
And the flickering colours and sounds
Are something I don’t want around.
Every...
Tuesday 18th June 2019 7:31 pm
Blackbird Mother
My wings are brown, not black and shiny.
I'm always peeping out through leaves.
I try and keep above the fear trilling below,
I know they are ingesting bitter roots.
And yet I swallow their song all the same.
The empty smoke of hope that arises,
as I am the Blackbird mother sitting,
gathering material and protecting you,
refined in pointless expectation.
I am a gust of failure that ruins,
...
Tuesday 18th June 2019 4:00 pm
Live much longer don't smoke! A message to teenagers.
Smoking is glamourous ,sexy and mature,
Advertisers create this perception to lure,
Teens to smoke and feel cool,
To fit in with their friends at school.
Smoking creates rebellion in the family hive,
Best to quit this mistake and stay alive.
Ask your teen what made him start,
To damage the lungs,circulation and heart.
Smoking and vaping are not allowed,
Darkness lu...
Tuesday 18th June 2019 1:00 pm
Death Party
Death Party
I watched my death party
And smiled
Because I knew what nobody can expect
When they leave into the darkness
Between the layers of time itself.
Some people shed tears of lost
While others smiled with no cost,
Many cry on their own
While I felt death
Like a wound
From a black rose.
I await to greet others
Within seconds
Not years –
Like time spent growing up with my ...
Tuesday 18th June 2019 10:44 am
Silhouettes
I woke from another nice nightmare,
the same one as last night:
calling in a midnight green garden,
sickening spilling envy over
the flower beds
and screaming through locked doors;
the keyhole beyond where
battleships flutter,
lopsided
in some old silent film.
Let me bring the colour to this
disease. Because
I've brought it in fruitbowls,
and bouquets, and I...
Monday 17th June 2019 11:40 pm
A Stranger Calls. .......
I remember taking my mum to visit my dad in the local hospice before he sadly passed away after several months of ill health and memories of the visits prompted this poem:
I visit you daily in your nursing home
you're physically with me yet I feel so alone
I reach for your hand and you pull it away
a bit of you dies with each passing day
Our love over years never did ...
Monday 17th June 2019 11:24 pm
Also by Wayne McLellan:
You Cheating Bitch! | The Silent Scream | Coco the Clown | The Lighthouse | Boy what a Lady! | The Princess and the Frog |June 2019 Collage Poem: Going Back in Time
Overhanging your tiredness
Coming home
Ah 60’s! Too young, let’s do it again.
60’s women, short skirts, knickers
Don’t look now in Blackpool
The man selling sand is here again
What comes before?
Silent silver surfing by the sea
Falling into the past
Looking back, we see clearly.
Footprints in the sand of disbelief
Nowhere to fly across...
Monday 17th June 2019 11:00 pm
The Truth Hurts
Strongholds of war threaten our life supply,
for death awaits those who seek and speak truth.
Battles are waged within our safe havens,
as kin and friend shed their masks of deceit.
Doorsteps of homes alter into altars
Refuge is taken spiritually now,
for the church has fallen religiously.
Satan worshippers disguised as righteous
Believers, spitting the Word better than
us because False...
Monday 17th June 2019 8:25 pm
Flicker
Emptiness.
On the floor in the dark room,
Paralysed.
The occasional lightbulb flicker
Brings some hope back into my blue-glazed eyes,
But it's a mere distraction.
I imagine that the lightbulb can see;
Awake when it's shining,
Otherwise asleep.
In the light I seem free,
My body moves. My voice, it speaks.
Speaks like the one it once belonged to,
Before the l...
Monday 17th June 2019 4:44 pm
Also by Astrid:
Beautiful Tree |Was it worth it
I don't care to hear what you have to say
I won't let it affect me anyway.
What you did ain't right
What you did made me tight.
I can't begin to understand your reason,
But what you said had a meaning.
We fought and
tonight I toss and toss.
Who would of thought your words
Could hurt this mockingbird.
That the blood that will spill
Would break my remaining will.
I don't care, you ...
Monday 17th June 2019 12:10 am
Pi
Someday we'll find a way to
protect our dreams and seek our hopes,
words - soft as July's razors
disappearing path, forbiden trace,
screaming loud, carving into stones - deliverance, replace -
''true love hurries but it always waits'',
never...in the same place.
Someday we'll find a way to
fly away and disappear,
going higher as we never did before,
staring at the same old mindless m...
Sunday 16th June 2019 10:06 pm
Also by Dragan Bozilov:
Chasing Light |More Flowers Now
more flowers now than cars
patterned colours
grey oaks the great spark of
A lake s
urface on the one hot day
of Summer too many
stars this time
of year
whole galaxies
holl o wed
in a single moment
and then come the flowers
lovingly cellotaped
to the trees
on the side of the road
cones like sigils filled
with bright,
alive so...
Sunday 16th June 2019 2:38 pm
ON A SICILIAN BEACH
ON A SICILIAN BEACH
A ladybird lands
on my foot in the sand
as I'm reading The Life of Pi.
A blue stretch of sea
carried me here
where an army of shiny black beetles
unbreakable as tanks
will persist in its trundling .
He was days on a boat
now I'm days in the sand
getting browner
eating pizza
reading this book
with no appetite to leave.
...
Saturday 15th June 2019 7:12 pm
Also by john short:
INVOLVED IN SWITZERLAND | BEACHED |Selfless selfie
We have it all wrong
Serial selfie abusers are among
The most selfless, the least egotistical
People we should strive to know
Really
This act
Repeated over and over (and over)
Of extending one’s arm
In the middle of, well, anywhere
Stopping time, and traffic and pedestrians
To share memorable pictures with, well, anyone
Of sunrises, sunsets, beaches,...
Saturday 15th June 2019 5:22 pm
Also by Jeannot:
Coming to terms |Scorched Skies
Scorched skies and the ground littered with
The dettritus of a careless society
Broken buildings and rivers poisoned with
The sickening pollution of a thoughtless culture
The wind screams endlessly like banshees
Howling the fall of man
Empty lives staring hopelessly at pointless
Tablets in their hands
Desperately seeking meaning to a forgotten plan
Isol...
Saturday 15th June 2019 2:41 pm
Also by Stuart Clark:
The Good Are Few |Retirement
The old man in the window seat
is setting quietly to his routine,
folding up the sleeves
of his Oxford shirt inch by inch
until the sun falls across his bare arms
then with just a smile
he signals to the waitress and waits
watching the hushed street
after the morning rush:
a mother with a pram,
a homeless man conferring with his dog,
a few pigeons plucking
...
Saturday 15th June 2019 10:00 am
Also by Tom Harding:
Love Poem | Ant Poem | Cafe Window |Escape
I held courage by the hand
And walked away
The birds followed me
Singing
The sun followed me
Shining
I was finally free
Saturday 15th June 2019 5:18 am
Ghosting
So do you still remember me across the tumbled years
Far off thoughts from far away places
Memories fading the pictures of our love
Do you ever think of me the way I do you
Of knowing stares and smiles and eyes that glitter
With no need for words as the loving thoughts just flitter
Warmth from head to heart, from heart to soul, into the bone
Do our thoughts bounce and join acr...
Friday 14th June 2019 8:10 pm
This Pain They Call Love
This was the last straw she went to far this time
Vindictive lies no matter the cost no matter the ryme
She says that she loves but her love has gone cold
These third demesional energies will get left in the old
This spirit of mine is feirce and strong but also brittle
And these head games you play are just A pet...
Thursday 13th June 2019 7:31 pm
Yesterday Stays Only a Dream for Tomorrow
Dreams to come true
kept us moving forward
A lifetime of promises
crushed inside a changing world
A disillusioned today is beyond repair
tomorrow now becomes isolated
As we fail to remember
how it once was.
Thursday 13th June 2019 4:36 pm
Arrival
They came by water
They came by train
They came by flight
They came in luxury
But some arrived in cages
All strangers to us and each other
They were stopped at the docks
They were stopped at the station
They were stopped at the airport
They were stopped in their conditions
Remaining ever a constant
Adhered to each other in isolation
They saw the look...
Thursday 13th June 2019 12:40 pm
Arid
I see death
the form of a tree
Dry, brittle, next to a river
bed writhing in motes
of dust
A ballet of breeze
Time swirls
the arid world
unseen
Thursday 13th June 2019 6:00 am
Also by DESMOND CHILDS:
Fates do fall as rain | Embryo |carver of a tree
one night
i met a wandering likeness
of myself
its hand stretched out before me
and beckoned me to stay
i wavered
wondered
watched
then as i saw the hand recede
from the tree where it had slaved
i saw my life
carved out before me
for a while
i merely stood
and stared
then as i turned to walk away
i looked back
toward ...
Wednesday 12th June 2019 8:34 pm
Extra Time
Extra Time
It was seventeen years
since I played my last match...
I played again that day.
I was the youngest of the old boys -
55 now and no hemiplaegia
or balance problems for me,
No frontal lobe trauma or bits of fits
or seizures -
I've been lucky.
I bossed the midfield.
Against blokes ten or more years older
I suddenly felt bolder
and was amused at shouts of
"Mark the Young M...
Wednesday 12th June 2019 1:58 pm
Also by Chris Bainbridge:
Signals |Dead Poets: No.99
A literary friend was remarking
On the letters penned by P A Larkin.
He agreed some were sad,
None remotely glad,
While many were totally barking!
Wednesday 12th June 2019 11:52 am
Also by fitzroy herbert:
(untitled) |Swilly
So there's this dude
And his name is Swilly
But I rather call him Papi
Saivon is his real name
Unique just like him
Smear is what he calls me
He gave me the name the day I met him
And after that it was a wrap
As time began to progress itself
I found myself caught inside of his charmful trap
His aura is like no other
Kind of like you are hypnotized
Like I'm lost ...
Tuesday 11th June 2019 9:18 pm
Also by Mama Lola:
Bigga | Sisters of The Fatherless Tribe | Thank You | My Soul | My Solar Return | Where are you hiding? | My Mission | To My Future Daughter |Pals
He drags you in along to his worst
A friend you are but he’s your curse
He is I and you him we’re sown
Together we keep depression our own
I love you and I know you me
Mistakes each other see
Matter not to us brothers
Emotions faded away
The hormones still there
Can’t transmit today
Tuesday 11th June 2019 9:02 am
Words, Clear. Not blurred
Sometimes I write, needing to have respite,
In the light which illuminates in the night,
The paper to pencil, the computer in which I type,
Music in the background, I have found puts me back in a rhythmic bound,
Hearing I feel they become clear, the words in the clear water pools which are sometimes just meres,
Or are mirrors, constintly repeating words proceeding,
I love writing...
Monday 10th June 2019 7:27 pm
Also by Chris:
Death within Life | Lost in Preperation, Not Knowing the Destination |Morning calm
A world of desperation.
The face and the faceless.
Indescribable yet on the tip of my tongue.
Impecability holds the key to power.
I stare out over the city on my park bench throne.
The morning hours calm my mind.
Crows speak in their own tongue.
I reflect on a night of dreaming.
The number is 4.
Time to let go of what I can no longer carry.
My saving grace is ...
Monday 10th June 2019 2:29 pm
Also by Zia:
Buddhism 101 |Manspreader Ha-cha-cha-cha
Hey Billy Big Balls,
spreading on the seat,
just how much space does one man need?
Did you buy two tickets,
one for each knee?
‘Cause they’re taking up the space that my legs need.
Hey Billy Big Balls,
spreading on the train,
such a vast sack must cause great pain.
Have you been to the doctor,
or had them examined?
They shouldn’t be the size of a ca...
Monday 10th June 2019 10:49 am
National Poetry Day 2019
Sunday 9th June 2019 1:14 am
Also by Barry Woods:
The Quality of Mersey Poets reading at Mersey River Festival 2019 |Ah' Chris mate. 8th June 1982.Ah' Chris mate. 8th June 1982.
Preamble.... Im reposting this in memory of my mate. From time ago. Young men who thought war was something to do with excitement and proud times. I'd tell you there are now more veterans of the Falklands war have killed themselves then died in the war.
Ah’ Chris mate,
What a fate,
We’d laughed
and cavorted
Before the fun.
I’d had sex
In Pompey
And lots of rum.
...Saturday 8th June 2019 5:30 pm
Every Knees Bows
Every knee, shall Bow to the Great Creator God.
Every Knee, shall Bow because God is Lord too.
Every Knee, Bows because only Christ deserves it.
Christ went to the Cross not because He was Forced to.
But because He Loved Us enough to Die on the Cross.
Then He Raise up once again doing what We can't do.
Raising Himself back to Life because He is God too.
Only He could create th...
Saturday 8th June 2019 7:58 am
Old Men's Tears
Old Men’s Tears
With hearts as heavy as thunder clouds
What once were torrents
Are now just trickles
Reflecting our futures
In the silver shimmer of our past
And they come
In stumbling honour
And their humility
Denies them as heroes
For the heroes were left behind
In voices cracked with age
They tell their tales
Of simple duty
In the face of...
Friday 7th June 2019 12:37 am
On and On
There will always be life
There will always be energy
in all its forms
and different destinies
From the exquisite and infinitesimally small molecule
to the limitless beauty and grandeur of all Black Holes
and all the Space inbetween,
which my mum used to say '...goes on and on!'
But, which I said at seven, 'It can't go on. There must be an end.'
'No such word as can't.'...
Friday 7th June 2019 12:26 am
Also by Kim Dutta:
Felixpoo You | Baby No. 604 |perfect grass poem
mother said there is a garden inside me
and not father not no-one can kick me so hard
that the grass will bruise and I will drink enough
from fractured men that the fountain behind my
midnight will keep flowing out keep everything wet
warm sacred and if I ever let you cut me open
the orchids will smell of a beautiful confusion
Wednesday 5th June 2019 4:06 pm
The Summer Tree
....
The Summer Tree.
You missed your niece decorating the Summer Tree
with strings of butterflies and flowers we bought
in Kelsall at the festival.
… then here she encircled small white stones
around dark flat slate and pointing at a
photograph softly asked, “who’s he ?” …
You missed your nephew skipping through
the hall and dripping choc ice onto a shoe
whilst bala...
Wednesday 5th June 2019 9:47 am
Scared Of Spiders
Scared of Spiders
He cracks walnuts with his eyelids
Bends girders with his ears
He’s the man who can fight twenty men
After drinking twenty beers
He eats racehorses whole
Plus their saddles, and their riders
He ain’t afeared of any man
But still he’s scared of spiders
He’s got a tattoo of a dragon
To show how tough he is
He’s got muscles i...
Tuesday 4th June 2019 9:56 pm
Also by kJ Walker:
The Lad With A Magpie Perched On His Head |Today I learned
Today I learned to kiss you with my eyes,
to caress you with my soul;
to make your sky the song of the Goldfinch;
that love that at night I dreamt of
without knowing that I loved you
Today I learned, in the magic of your dreams,
to be fertile ground and to see you with my hands
Today I learned to feel the warmth of your kisses
and in your words of encouragem...
Tuesday 4th June 2019 7:18 pm
Also by Noris Roberts:
Human misery |crowbar 7 (06/04/2017)
A last letter
Like everything that cut me, deep and true, just follows the same long-dead scars, now -- the underground tunnels of being run thru, over and over again: overfilled with joy, burdened with hate, crippled with fear, twisted by love.
now there's just a body, and I live with it, and there's a sequence of events that happens to it that are resolved in chronological order.
what som...
Tuesday 4th June 2019 2:16 pm
Oblivion
Chasing wonders,
With a pen and a paper,
An empty sheet,
A piece of oblivion.
Staring blankly,
Eyes lost in the wilderness,
Once with a blink,
A whimper towards nothing.
Looking around,
Inside a four-cornered room,
Pastel purples,
In between the white curtains.
Oblivion,
Running strokes on the paper,
A pen and ink,
Breaking the bars of this cage.
Tuesday 4th June 2019 9:52 am
Nightmare off 75
Anxious vibes keep me awake
I have these vivid dreams at night
They tell me you are not alright
It eats me alive that I cannot call tonight
Every second felt so real
The headlights and broken glass
Sharp breaths that sound like your last
The blood on your shirt and on my hands
The way they tried to pull me back
All I could see was your hand, a cracked screen, and glasses...
Tuesday 4th June 2019 8:26 am
Towards Freedom
What happens to a man in a sexless marriage
This poem will tell you, about the common facts
Not knowing the pleasure of a partner's warm acts
To relieve a stressful day or to show faith's carriage
The male confidence lost of a pleasing partner
To suffer into fright that instrument is frail
Yet wondering the way to engage the ship's sail
To set sight on journey into solo marker
Once the...
Tuesday 4th June 2019 3:13 am
Also by Louis Audet:
Blooming | Rebirth |A perfect mind.
Pip Thomas has a perfect mind,
Because he is generous, warm and kind,
He has the most intelligent brain,
Misconstrued as being insane,
But he has been rational all his life,
That is why he given a huge amount of strife,
He was mentally abused all the time,
Without committing any crime,
To cut a long story short,
Everytime he became happy,
He was caught, they told him he was unwell,
Then...
Monday 3rd June 2019 5:17 pm
Also by Pip Thomas:
Behind the smile | There will be hell to pay. |The Abyss
I fell.
I fell expecting she would catch me before I sunk into the dark hole of my own wishes and beliefs.
As i fell,
Thoughts and questions ran through my head.
What is love?
It's a feeling of deep affection,
But this love is more of a fatal attraction.
When you love someone more than they will ever love you,
It becomes more like envy and fuel that feeds into your hopes and dreams of ...
Saturday 1st June 2019 1:59 am
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