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Restless Inner Solitude

Restless Inner Solitude

 

Alone amongst others

lost in a crowd

alienated without choice

friendless with no voice

killing time alone

a desire to speak

an inability to do so

cocooned in a crowd

self imposed exile

inner repression

detached from humanity

seeing but not speaking

but why?

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Also by keith jeffries:

Despondent | To Hoard | Uncertainty | Free Thinkers | Winds of Freedom |

Passchendaele (RE-POST)

Passchendaele

[Here's a poem I originally blogged in 2014 with a link to the audio I produced for it on Soundcloud - it is a collection of 8 haikus]

https://soundcloud.com/the-man-at-the-back-1/passchendaele

Blind, wide open, eyes.

Dripping poppy petal tears.

Crimson rivers flow.

 

Fields transformed to mud.

Deep cut trenches scar the earth.

Wounds that will not heal.

...

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Also by Ian Whiteley:

Next Years Model |

passchendaelere-postuudioWW1

THE DANCE

You work so hard

to woo me

Once I surrender

you become less tender

Your fingers forget

my number

Contacting me encumbers

you

It's a dance that needs

to come to an end

So I can begin

my new life

No longer a wife

I need a new man

To hold my hand

and lay next to me in my bed

Bodies warm with slumber

Both of us under

Each others spell

 

By Ly...

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Also by lynn hahn:

WALK ON | DATING | JUMP IN | DEEP SHADES OF YOU |

I Love, I Am, I Feel

I love


The forgetfulness that comes from
Speed-floating towards nothing near
The quaint line of yellow to blue;
Rippling with the current that flops
My lop side boat; tops and turvey.

 

I am


Swallowed by the sea of blue/green,


I feel

 

My scraggly strands tightly knitting
Themselves in knots of two and three,
The sun crawling slow on pink flesh,
And salty crisp; c...

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Also by Michaela Sheldon:

Green Biscuits | Blank Feeling | Thunder's Compass | Raw Meat | Fresh Bread at the Beach | Later, I Promise | Blossom, My Garden | Mind Murmur | Mellow Glow | Study Abroad | The Continuous Nothing | Frozen Time | Redundant Delight | Penumbra in the Deep Night | In Risk of Offense | Burnt Bread: A Reminder | Thick Roots | Breathe Me In |

Fingernails

My hands are patterned by ambitions,

these lines on my skin are wishes,

palms marked like the sky after a shooting star

and shining when they interlace with your fingers,

your skin's wrinkles and crinkles.

The crevices of our skin do not match or meet

the way coloured paths on a map synchronise and intercross,

reaching destinations.

We are separate pieces of meat

but

...

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braveryempowermentherolovemetaphorrelationshipspacestrongtrustuniverseweak

SHAME

Who are you pointing at; with your twisted finger

and your meely mouth

And what gives you the right to rule our roost

When we are the youth of tomorrow and you the death of yesterday

Go with your hate and go with your crooked smile

For you  will walk the stone strewn miles

Whilst we will stagger but rise     -      eventually

 

Safe are stars; but we are here

And warrior...

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Skin

I've shed my skin a million times

Sloughing off the dead cells

Standing in a snowstorm of

Flake and dust

But every new skin appears the same

Same thoughts

Same emotions

Same old conditioned behaviours

Where is my new beginning?

Where is the skin that wears

It's heart on the outside?

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Also by Hazel ettridge:

Navel gazing |

Love Can...

Love is such a funny thing.

It can 

eat 

you

alive 

But if can also give you the greatest fulfillment ever

It can

keep

you

up

until 6 am

But it can also be the thing that lets you sleep at night 

It can

tear

you

apart

But it can also help you grow as a person. 

And now im laying

here

600 miles

away,

But all I can think about is

you.

...

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Jesus

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He's the sinner's Savior, He's God's Son

His goodness is limitless, His life is matchless

He's incomprehensible, He's indescribable

The grave couldn't hold Him, but he can hold you.

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Also by Shirley Smothers:

Parody of Achy Breaky Heart | The Price of Freedom (much longer version) | Anxiety, My Companion (a daily struggle) |

JesusSaviourgoodness

Gem

Silent stood time,
when you came to mind.
Pure delight it sought, 
in each and every thought.
Talks of ours will be cherished,
for I will never let it go perished.
Admiring our words with such amaze,
laughing about our selves like craze.
Cheered each other all the while,
till we got back our forgotten smile. 
Became friends unnoticed by all,
cocooned our hearts with a pious love shawl.
...

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Also by Ameya.:

Unmoving | Noshes greed | Desolated desert rose | Saporem vitae | Waltzing towards my grave | Pretense | Why would it matter | Costume |

friendship

AFTER WOLFENDEN

like hermit crabs out of their shells

they came, all pink and personal

blinking in the freedom of light

they looked around

not over their shoulder

slightly wiser

and slightly older. 

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Also by ray pool:

WHOOPS APOCALIPS | THE APPOINTMENT | WHEN SANTA COMES TO STAY | VARIETY ARTISTS | WHEN LONELINESS CALLS | SANCTUARY | YOU FALL IN LOVE WITH EYES | THE NINE ELMS CAT | WATCH TV | IT'S FUN TO BE FROM THE NORTH | TROUBLE IN METROLAND | ON THE BRIDGE | SHORT POEM | SLOW DEATH ON A SLIDING SCALE | SEX ON A SHOESTRING |

Rupturing

I fear I am breaking

Something inside me swells

and cracks

Tears and harsh words

drip through my seems

I do not recognize parts of myself

Though plenty of effort and resources

have gone into repair,

wholeness seems more foreign

than destruction

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LOVE AND LUST

There are those who will -.

Because they must -

Call it love

When meeting lust.

.......................................

 

 

 

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Also by M.C. Newberry:

LIFE'S LOSERS | SOLITARY | Doctor WHO?! | MUCKING ABOUT | THE VIEW FROM HERE (2) | FRIENDS AND ALLIES | ONE FROM THE HEART | SOMEBODY'S GRIEF |

Hoover Damn

Hoover Damn

Got boxes and boxes of dust
I'd like to throw them out
Turn them into cement
Build something permanent

Pillows full of feathers 
Those microorganisms
Beautiful but
Don't stick them in your mouth

Rearranging the past
So it can make sense
It's temporary 
I can live with it

Rearranging the past
'Til there's nothing left
No one wants my stuff
I just get over it

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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

Have you met my needs? | Script Confusion | Civilization takes two | To Joy | Plans “A”, “B”, & “Z” | Kindness of Strangers | the feeling of feeling | Petals of Yes | Maricopeia | drugugly | Airports | Wear Red | Comfortable | A fine finish | Quixotic Dancers | Doing the aftermath |

The Tug of Depression

The tug of depression
It was always there
It's my greates lesson
That life wasn't mean to be fair
It's the shackles on my legs
The clouds over my head
It's the dead of the night
Never far from sight
It's the weight holding me down
Turning the smile into a frown
It's the whiskey I didn't need
Making me think I'm free
It's my monotone life
Making me scared of the highs
It's the prison ...

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Also by Regan Roberts:

Drinking Life Away | Frustration and Boredom | The Gentrification Scheme 2017 |

depressionfeardarkfightinglight

Black Boy Jerome

Black Boy Jerome
walking stop, walking stop, closed park nest
insecticide guttered blood lumps
realtor biting torchlight, thicker dollar pile rate rat room
squat sleeping, leaning broom, dirt bridge
ate pigeon error Wednesday
Ma note sticks about Black Boy’s bridge’s lynching arcs
shining knotted ironwork, rogue’s gum
waning bridge appeal, twists, turns, joints, worn rust
move on Winter
...

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Also by Paul Welsh:

Smell Filthy |

Beat PoetrypoempoetryRaceUS Civil Rights Movement

Mona Lisa

Waiting for love is discouraging.

A tedious and tiresome act.

I give in to temporary fixes

and take my own promises back.

I give each toad a chance

and before goodbye, a kiss.

The little girl I've always been 

looks back in hopes of a prince.

Though, all have not come rugged 

and many have had style.

I've given out sweet gestures

and Mona Lisa smiles.

All the wh...

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Also by Lyrical Lexa:

Scorpio |

Wisdom Teeth

 

Get out of mouth now.

This is not yours.

You keep prodding at my gums, don't you get it?

 

They're sensitive.

I don't floss. 

 

I can see you past the surgical mask, behind the goggles that you keep foggy with a steam of egotistical pomposity. 

You're framed by a white room, white clothes, white breaths, because everything inside of that is dirty.

 

A living cavi...

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Also by Connor Lannes:

Ringling Brothers | Daisy Chains |

Connor LannesCorruptionDentalNovocaineTeeth

looking backward (a sign during the day)

night is a stranger that

shouts the door down

 

and revisits me on an

evening news rerun and

black ticker tape flash

stuck on infinite loop--

 

a crisis of light that

peels back to reveal

only a dark tower sky...

 

looking into its sundial

shadow I am reminded

 

quickly of the time and

that mine will always be

considered a land apart.

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Also by nunya:

paths home | gulf | slip | invictus | ripple (limits of human perception) |

TRYST WITH DESTINY

Trust Buddha,

Trust Jesus,

thoughts are the one,

creating your genesis.

Be good,

like a robinhood,

then who can stop you,

from growing in the hood.

Embrace your life,

like your wife,

and you will be cutting,

all agony with a knife!

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Also by MANISHA SAINI:

AN ALTRUISTIC ANIMA | KNOCK DOWN DRAG OUT | TOP NOTCH WHISTLE STOP | HOT WATER | ON PINS AND NEEDLES | WHO AM I? |

Wilderness 2001, 2021

You see

            a land wraithed in smoke and the stink of death

You feel

            man's determination dulled by desperation and

            the hollow, guilty hope that the creeping fate might end

            at a neighbour's door.

You cannot farm in the present

At least not in Wales.

The hills were silent memorials to herds brought low,

Uncropped: a tragedy of gr...

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Also by Chris Armstrong:

The Consultant (Revelation, first draft) | Revelation |

BrexitCattleCymruEUEuropeFarmingfoot-and-mouthHill farminghillsLandSheepWales

NOTE TO SELF

Note to self by Lyrical Inebriality

28/06/2017
11:07

Emotion. What is it but a mere feeling that we can control?
Or is it a corroborated sentiment thats embedded in your soul?
To me its a parasite, eager to corrupt the mind,
Keeping you away from what your heart yearns to find.

In order to move forward you must accept your past...
Its ok to make mistakes, its ok that it didnt last..
...

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Also by lyricalinebriality:

TELL ALL |

there is an ocean behind your eyes

last night i dreamt that you served me

and my children, in a restaurant in the city.

that as you placed our steaming food on the table

you smiled a sweet malaise and caught my eye

for just an instant, but there were oceans in

that quick glance, the churning of a

thousand regrets. how you longed for

the children that sat beside me, for

stretched skin, teary eyes and tempers.

...

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Also by Stuart Buck:

the guns, they rain on everyone |

Mountain flower

I was walking pushing my soul into the floor when i seen a flower something ive seen many times before

It was gorgeous a true beauty to behold 

And innocent much like me when i was 10 years old 

Its petals were like mirrors reflecting the truths and the past 

Its leaves were so well concealed they were one with the grass

But there was one thing oh so unique 

The center of the flo...

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donefinishedhurtobliviousplain sight

M'am your poem is served

I love you for your quiet confidence that screams reverence

I love you for the courage of you convictions.

For your wayward eyelids as they flap like chrysalis wings.

You make the others look like forgotten minions.

A sense of purpose lurks in the lithe abandon of your walk,

full lips smirking at fate.

I love the triumph of your uninhibited temper

as you make men rattle at the...

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Also by Chakraj:

She blows hot, blows cold | To my Angel who waits |

Suffering Long Term

Why do we do it . Who is there to Care . Women do it for all reasons . Unable to share because they have to care . We suffer with pains Unimaginable . Don't make a fuss . The pain will go away . Have Inplanted you with something to help you . It's needed don't worry just do it . So why are so many women suffering . If the side affects Are known . And why take so long to admit it . A Mesh causing l...

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Also by Wendy Higson:

Fools Rush In | I'm Alright Jacks | Don't Go | Use Your Imagination | British Meats | Band Wagon | Tour De Yorkshire | Yorkshire Folk | Leave Them Alone | Tv Last Night | Benefits | Think |

Help is needed

Anticipation

Awaiting my lover to rejoice in my arms
As the heart beats faster and a slight twinge in loin
The excitement of night, of pulsation of groin
As the moments linger to nervousness of charms

Will you be delicious as I remember you?
With a welcoming smile to chase away nightmares
And savour popsicle with the seducing shares
That only you know how in the moments anew

I close my eyes to see ...

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Also by Louis Audet:

Dreaming | Old farmhouse | July 1st, Ottawa | Celebrate | Dessert | The Northern Town | Welcome Addition | Nature Lovers | One plus one makes two | Snowflakes | Tenderness | Almost | Thirtieth Dare | Twenty-Ninth Dare | Twenty-Eighth Dare | Twenty-Seventh Dare | Twenty-Sixth Dare | Twenty-Fifth Dare | Twenty-Four Dare | Twenty-Third Dare | Twenty-Second Dare | Twenty-First Dare | Twentieth Dare | Nineteenth Dare | Eighteenth Dare | Seventeenth Dare | Sixteenth Dare | Fifteenth Dare | Fourteenth Dare | Thirteenth Dare |

Self

I never been true to others
Never been so honest to myself

Sometimes shows more than what I am 
Sometimes shows lesser than what I am
But never shows equal on what truly am I

Never been so disappointed on what I am
Just wanted to show others what I can

Not showing what you truly are is not being dishonest
It's just that you want privacy
Privacy that you can want what you wanted to b...

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Twinkly twinkle little book

Twinkle twinkle little book,

How you hook,

Your readers so.

 

Tell my friends how much you mean

I hear some favorites for me

 

Twinkle twinkle little book

Look forward to see you in my nook.

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Perspective

Growing up, life teaches you lessons.  The

More you experience, the more lessons

You learn, and this shapes your world view.  Lessons

Form your outlook, changing your personal

 

Perspective, as you gaze out, over your

Future, an ever-shortening view.  That

Future, the landscape of life, appeared bleak,

Featureless and hostile.  Preferring not

 

To look, understanding ...

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User

I guess I was the special one,

My end was quick and painless,

But now im gone you've claimed your done,

You made me feel so worthless.

 

I wondered why you stuck with me for so long,

Just to watch my eyes grow cold,

But whilst im gone you can sing your song,

You can pretend to act like your bold.

 

You cut all of us out like heavy duty removers,

I hope all the othe...

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Also by Rhianna Blake:

Child's play |

Beauty abloom

Beauty abloom

-kishore karunik

 

I am waiting eagerly for a bloom dawn

Everything will glow red all around

There be no choose and malice

We will hear twittering of the birds loitering

Sound of human beings

Every day I awake and see killing, murder,

 Disorder and terrorism

Derailed boys will call me coward,

No power to reunify

No importance of their words

The...

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Eyes

Eyes they come in all shapes, sizes and colors

But i've never seen anything quiet like yours

I've stared many in search sincerity

But I've never seen anything quiet like yours

The way they glisten in the sun when you smirk

I've never seen anything quiet like yours

The way they change shades when you're angry

I've never seen anything quiet like yours

The way they soften when...

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Also by Pao Oli:

Walls |

paradox

So close

Yet so far away

All at the same time

 

So lonely

Yet so surrounded by love

All at the same time

 

So confused

Yet so clear

All at the same time

 

Close these gaps

Yet mend the lines

All at the same time

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Also by Maxine:

Polarity | lip service |

Love wins

Their hands touched and the room stood still

Genuinely, completely stood dead still

He held her hands tight across the table

Wanting to shout out but he wasn't able

Wanting to shout she's the one I love

Tearing down values he'd long understood 

Life is for living with no holding back

Only truly experienced with love in full flame

Not playing the margins in some fake game

...

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Also by IanQ:

Love reunited | Big leggy |

endingleavinglovepartingtogethertruth

Vertices

Vertices iv

Jan folded the letter
her finger formed an edge.

She looked up-
somebody was explaining functionality:

Platonic solids.

She stared:
the new argument was written
on the white board-

she returned to the letter-
another fold
another plain

pressing
opening,
rereading.

The diagrams explaining.
His words revealing

vertices missed;
he to the point.

Words r...

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Also by Tommy Carroll:

Hermione's sly wink |

The Hearse

The hearse moved slowly
Like a shining silver wraith
Gliding through the summer scene
Along the road from Manningtree.


The coffin carried at the rear
Dressed with bunch of lillies,
Bore its dead with dignity
Upon their final journey.


Following the river's edge
Alongside bright green grassy verge
Over-hung with agèd trees
Seeing all from up on high.


The tidal river full and ...

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Also by Richard Hartley:

The Rose | The Last Train | Deo Gratias | Embers |

Internet Insanity!

 I visited my cousins in Russia

One summer vacation day,

And my conclusions during my stay

Turned out to be more than I could say.

*

What happened?

*

Older cousin surfs on laptop

Younger did that and ipod games too

Sister sticks to ginormous ipad

I skim online webs in hullabaloo!

*

What’s happening?!

*

Day after day, hour after hour

We’re caught in the ...

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Also by Tiffany Wright:

Solitude | Writer's Reverie | Running Power |

poeminternetinsaneboredsocial mediavirtual life

Listening to Airship: This is hell

As the illusion shatters around me

As the dust melts away into reality, I realise

I realise like everytime before, this wasn't real 

 

Everything you said to me wasn't real 

Everything I felt was real

Every moment we shared I managed to translate incorrectly 

Each look misjudged 

Each smirk misread 

Each nudge misinterpretated 

 

'I never liked you' 

'I never li...

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Also by Charlotte Colvin:

Written whilst listening to Sam Smith: I'm not the only one | Written whilst listening to Solange: Don't touch my hair | Written whilst listening to Ghost Poet: Dial Tones | Written whilst listening to Incubus: Wish you were here | Written whilst listening to Placebo Ask for answers | Written whilst listening to Jay Som: Lipstick Stains | Written whilst listening to SIBWIR: Munro |

rejection

Let's Part dear Crazy Heart

Falling Apart

Falling Apart

My Life

My Heart

Always falling apart

 

From head to toe

I'm a mess

But you would never know

I don't have a clue which way to go

 

I need you now...

Your tranquillity to calm my restless soul

Don't fail me now...

I have no other to shield and protect me 

From this crazy mess that is

Myself...

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Also by Wardah:

Weary Traveller |

Where ?

Do you know where I left it ? I just can't recall. I often think about it, Tho Somestimes not at all. I think you know, just where it is But you won't tell me, will you ? You've hid it from me , all these years. YOU HIDE THAT LONGED FOR ANSWER !   No your wrong, oh your so wrong I'AM NOT ONE WHO KNOWS Don't tell me  speak, the Truth,  JUST PLEASE LET ME ALONE ALL RIGHT. AL...

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Also by terry l shuff:

Winds Return. | False Realities | child Forsaken | Hebrew Bible poetry as LITERATURE |

BURNED

i burnt my eyes for you!!! i stared into the sun for hours for you!!! and you wont even take a glance for me?? what is it that hollows out my heart to be filled with smoke and empty friends all i ever wanted was for sour candy to touch my tounge but instead i got a pile of dead worms shoved down my throat! this is what i get for having a kind heart? i never wanted your dark moon love for i thought...

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Also by Youthfullyxx:

seeing you for what you are | i sit alone | my beauty is taken for granted |

Music Formerly Known As Jazz

photo credit: Intermedia Arts

Geneva and John Henry played songs like they learned them, by rote, for as long as they could but knots of unrequited living or unrequited love didn’t unraveling to satisfy their needs. Something more was required; a hook, a head or a melody wouldn’t carry them away anymore. They longed for passage to spaces beyond what they knew into somewhere other than here. Eve...

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round bout midnight

Words too hot for the tongue

Words too hot for the tongue


 

I was once a flame kindling with every thought

The fire inside grew brewing hearty soup.

Everyday i checked to see it was hot.

My cooking cycle seemed endless, a constant

loop

 

nothing in the world could put my fire out

My flame made the sun look like a candle.

this scorching affection burned through any doubt

The slightest touch ...

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Also by Joseph Calderon:

Let Me Sleep | Away From The Wave | The Notebook |

streets I’m too familiar with ..

...

 

All I wanted to do, was sit with you,
create absurd worlds of moving sausage rolls
in smoke-filled telescopic bells and timps
n’ pot-flops of sound.  
I could have kept you warm day after day
after day after day after day. Apart from the
23rd of May 1058 when I’m supposed to be
buying a Bulgarian bulrush.
You told me once that your feet and your hands
and your body do get some...

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Just trying to help.

(A friendly warning for those members of
the women`s PLP  who were elected by
`leave` constituencies)
l

 

Given that our decaying, aging population
Is causing this perilous rush of immigration,
Is cheapening the morning after pill abuse
By `incentivising inappropriate use`?

(Think! for every pill that proves efficacious
Space for immigration`s made more spacious!).

 

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Also by Harry O`N eill:

The girl at the dance in a sari | The night battle | N`Shya.....and me. |

Manifesto

 

I vote with my feet


carrying the creature


from the sterile house


to a living environment


those like me who capture spiders in a plastic cup
to take them out of the house
make one great group in society
another great group has other ideas
and so society is split


we move through the same space


like thoughts in a head

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Also by Adam Whitworth:

Passing By | Far Out | Attention | Ground Nesting | Proem |

Growing Up

I am fifteen years old and I think I own the world.

I have a boyfriend and he loves me.

He yells at me but that is okay, he loves me.

He shoves me but that is okay, he loves me.

He slapps me but that is okay, he loves me.

He holds me down as I yell and scream because it hurts but that is okay, he loves me.

 

I am sixteen years old and I escaped my first abusive relationship.

...

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abusedomestic abusegrowinggrowing olderinternal struggleslam poetry

And The Heretics Weep

Dark mirror dragon-kings black swans
Your shadows lick the mural beam
Bathe most caves and cloak the flame..

The Magi of Pipers
The spell casters' prescience
Incantatory grand designs murmur..

Nothing of More in three in two in one..
The chambers echo canned echoes
Grim shepherds whistle and tails wag dogs..

The heretics weep..
They have peeked at the Illumined masters
And their s...

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Also by Suki Spangles:

The Cappuccino Captains' Buzz |

REGRETS

When my dad was in his failing years my sister, Linda, and I used to visit him in his sheltered accommodation at Worksop (she, I confess, much more frequently than me).

She tells me the tale about one of her visits.

They’d talked for an hour or more when she asked him out of the blue,

“Do you have any regrets about your life, dad; anything you’d do differently if you had your time again?”...

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Also by John Coopey:

BIRDSONG 2 | THE RINGS | WHO LET REES-MOGG OUT? | 262 | LADY IN RED (PART 2) |

Retreat

A storm is coming 
and I can't sleep. 
I can feel the deep 
lapping at my feet. 
Tides tease 
waves black and violent 
breathe, plead
come inside take a peek. 
I think I retreat 
go back 
hide in the trees 
where the owl 
steals my dreams 
and the grass 
colours everything green.
Not all is 
always as it seems 
in between lies 
the true heart of things.

©JM.Cole

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lyrics

Do I smell funny?

You ever get the feeling that you smell like curry?
Now I'm not being racist or trying to be funny
It is just a simple thing that I have observed 
Whenever I leave my house it's quite absurd
I smell like centuries of mastering flavour
Of spices and mixes that one should savour
Of happy childhood memories in the kitchen 
Where food is not just boiled veg and chicken 
But a lifetime of exper...

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Also by Wonderer:

The Misery Drum | Broken | A bit of a choke |

The Farmer's Wife

'Easy, Boss....So-oo-oo, Boss.'

The small barn is dim, stuffy with rotting wood

the smell of summer hay, urine and fresh excrement

of rich hot cows their breaths meadow-sweet.

The building rustles with little movements

in the rafters, the old plank walls

restive animals cropping in their troughs.

Three sloe-eyed cats sleek with mice and milk

sit and mewl, and they wait

s...

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Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:

The Lighthouse (a romance) | One Standard Poodle | Three Kids Having Snacks |

INTRUSTED

waiting on something from someone else will never get you anywhere

trust in those who have your best interest at heart

be free, and know the hearts to which you are intrusted

be responsible to the planet and youth and keep it intrusted

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Also by New Shoes:

Without a Boat |

LOOK UP EVERY ONCE AND A WHILE

gazing into the july night sky

our segmentation of time to define a point within our silestrial revalutions

the grand structures of light that seem to suspend in an endless universe

like binkons of hope not written in verse

the four points of light that make the diamond shows me were the milky way is running

and if you catch it in the middle of the night, it really is quite stunning

...

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Also by old shoes:

A Gift From the Universe to Emer |

Normalcy Bereft

They rewrote songs on the sceneries of their dreams,

under the same roof, in the same room, but alone.

Living in each other’s isolations,

so tiring, boring, sensual, overwhelming, warm.

In thoughts, several severely intimate moments had passed;

their knotted minds kissed intermittently, not seldom.

 

He knew he was boundless, liberal, enraged, , jealous, dizzy,

he thought h...

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Also by The Forgotten Liberties:

Sex Overlooking The Sunset |

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Kevin the Chameleon Astronaut

Kevin, the Chameleon Astronaut

As he sat in his space ship

young Kevin knew that soon

he’d be the first chameleon

to walk upon the moon.

 

He clambered down the ladder

in his special reptile suit,

his high tech lizard helmet

and his little welly boots.

 

He wandered round the surface

picked up a rock or two

then Kevin came to realise

there wasn’t much to d...

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Also by Tim Taylor:

Kevin the Chameleon Astronaut |

poetry for schools

Then and now


Lucid lovers we were, 
Troublesome partners we became

Blessed was relation, contended our spirits
Ruined is now relation, 
ruffled in its spirits 


Every moment together was pure moment of joy, 
Everyday of forceful essence which sheerly killjoy

Gone are the days, we adored those sparkling eyes 
Tears now keep rolling and we smile in just disguise 

Persona was such which radiat...

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Also by Akanksha Agnihotri:

Why???? | The Dilemma | The Dilemma | Yes i love him... |

The Senses

I can't hear the whispering of the trees,
I can't feel the tall grass tickle my skin,
I can't smell the blooming flowers,
I can't taste the salty ocean breeze on my lips,
I can't see the good in the world anymore. 
I hear my quiet sobs while alone,
I feel the pain of lost hope,
I smell the blood of a broken heart,
I taste the bittersweet memories of us,
I see a vast emptiness inside me. 

...

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Also by Ashley Otto:

Fire to Flicker | Save this World | Pain |

Family

"Family is more than blood so true

 

Family is people who love & care for you

 

Family is as a sweet a chocolate/vanilla swirl

 

Family is the most important thing in the world"

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Did you notice?

I didn't visit you today 

Did you notice?

Were you there?

 

I didn't say your name today

Did you notice? 

Do you care? 

 

I didn't send you love today

Did you notice? 

Is this fair?

 

I didn't reach for you today

Did you notice?

Were you there? 

 

I didn't cry for us today 

Did you notice?

Do you care? 

 

I didn't hear your voice today 

...

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Also by Lauren Spurling:

Tell me how's the world today, love? |

Time to Rhyme and Say Hello

I looked at my computer and saw your name at the top,

Write Out Loud, and I had to stop.

It has been a while...since last I wrote,

I thought I would stop, and blog a note.

The clocks are are all chiming,

While I do my best at rhyming.

I have not really got much to say...

So, I guess I'll be  on my way.

Hello, and goodbye... I hope you all have a great day!

 

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Same Sh*t, Different Day

standing there silent, feet on the ground
in a world of my own whilst folk rush around
in every direction, this seething throng
is it just me, am I in the wrong
am I the only one in this crowd
not making a noise but wanting to shout
and scream at those that are nearby
I shrug my shoulders, let out a sigh
all going to the office, a corporate ideal
sterile surroundings, same look and feel
...

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Also by Chris Briggs:

Circles |

workofficestress

From Speakin' Weird 12/07/17



( the First poem performed -)

Reflection:

How is it possible to hate yourself this much
But love yourself so much, too,
I asked.

Because you’re a narcissist,
He said.
I don’t know if I agree with this.

What I do know
I say inside of my own head,
Is that too often I wake up screaming
Because of the Things I left unsaid
The things I wantonly said
The sutures I didn’t receive...

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poetry performances

Crystal mind

Slow walk, soft conversations, persuasive in gesture, my guilty pleasure

Your eyes are damning, my heart is floating and my neck pulsating 

A vicious beating,  what is black and what is white

And yet here I am, skinny and floating in the grey,

 

The catch was sudden,   my vision was  blurry

You found me starving, the restless yearning

You had my mind fuzzy, you made it  very c...

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Queen of Cups

Enchanted women enter 

Hades fucks Persephone

whilst watching a silver Queen

Re-enter the ordinary world 

where Poseidon rules the sea

I dive through opaque water

the salt flushing out my eyes

under the silver silent waves 

 

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depression; women; myth

A thought from last night

The rolling waves of thunder rumble through surrey’s silent hills

Like a ripple of a wave upon the sea’s shore

This deafening clap of anger tortures through dense air for thrills

But why? Can we be so sure?

Could this be a God who is fuming with mankind?

Or the Earth perhaps is signalling there is something on her mind.

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thunder

Mercedes Benz

with apologies to Janis Joplin

 

Oh Lord won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz.

Ma friends are all truck drivers ah must make amends

by blowin' clouds of black smoke from ma supercharged back end.

Oh Lord won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz.

 

Oh Lord won't you fiddle me the exhaust test readin's down

so ah can poison ma neighbors as ah drive around,

belchin' nitrous oxide all a...

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Janis JoplinMercedes BenzPollution

So I scream

Summer is three months

Of getting sticky

Without the fun

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Open

Open

 

 

pain shreds your voice

but inside I’m singing

even as the usual platitudes

fall smooth and ready moulded

from my lips

 

your life lies in pieces

around your feet

hard to keep your balance

when you’re tripping over

shards so sharp they burn

 

but I remember a man

afraid to love

a heart too hard to open

a boy who would never grow

whil...

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No Surrender

No Surrender

Another battle, another day
From afar, she seems to go
Happily on her way
What you don’t know is
She’s doing her best
To cope with incessant pain

With remarkable courage
She’ll give it a go
But the hurt is something
Only her Fibro buddies
Will really know

On good days it’s bearable
But incredibly, she’s been called a fake
Unsympathetic ignorance
From those whose b...

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Aired

Breaking point...

Broken point...

Mind out.

 

Tears bled

Blood shed

Mind aired

 

You...

Unburning;

Beam;

Unfalling;

Balanced.

High as the sun;

Unseen.

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Tombs

Great men die, and so they lie
In their tombs and graves
Glorified, magnified
By their followers and slaves

Quiet mounds on the Downs
Lasting through the many ages
May cover cruel tyrants
Rather than wise sages

All men must die, all tombs will lie

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Xen

This is the Xen remaining in my mind.
These are the memories we mourn today:
they know no bounds, and cannot be confined.
These are the fingerprints you left behind;
These are the shadows that you cast away.

This is the Xen remaining in my mind
who fights to heal, to hope, and to unbind,
who helps the homeless build a place to stay,
who knows no bounds, and cannot be confined,
whose voi...

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What Hides In The Shadows

We hide from the monsters in the light 
But only because we fear the night.
Although, we never see what hides in the dark.
What is really lurking down in the park.

Has it ever occured to you that the monsters aren't under the bed?
That they're actually only in our head.
That we have taken a beautiful thing,
And twisted it to something evil and cruel.

We pit two old friends against each...

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Also by Azreal:

Sqorms | Please Save Me | What Have We Become? |

Deccan's Daughter

Wrap-a-round the waist
Of brown dried leaves
empty nests and lakes
gusts eroded soil
closed ones left her
Summer-of-turmoil

Singed yet yearning
defies upheavals
Sun tries the hope
; had locked clouds
in a deep dungeon
beneath blue shrouds

“Bleak sprouts bliss
, I shall stand tall”
Quips the Queen
one dawn in June
receives a reward
from the monsoon

Brocade black blouse
dren...

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natureincredibleindiapoempoetry

A Poem for Every Night

Is there something wrong with me?

No forget it, don't answer.

I don't need the diagnosis,

There's no need to say it,

Not even a whisper...

 

As the moon rises, the sky darkens...

It can't be helped.

As the place grows dark and time passes,

In this quiet home,

I start to feel alone.

 

The sinking feeling starts...

It's only 9pm and I feel alone.

Who can I...

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THERE ARE ELEPHANTS ON THE ROOF

There are elephants on the roof,

I know that sounds absurd

But there’s elephants on the roof,

I know because I heard.

 

I am told it’s just a few pigeons

That think our caravan’s Heathrow

But waking at five in the morning,

I don’t believe this can be so.

 

My ears can hear quite enough proof,

There are elephants on the roof.

 

Pigeons are just much too small,

...

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Closest companion

 

Sometimes this fellow follows,
sometimes he leads my way.
At times my closest companion
can still seem quite far away.

I don't doubt he's a dapper dresser,
he's oft spotted sporting a hat,
'though his figure frequently fluctuates
from tall and wiry, down to small and fat.

He is easily seen by moonlight
'though his profile is lower at noon,
and I've known him to get completely lo...

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companionshadow

Home

Familiar walls become unfamiliar tunnels,
The heart isn't in here anymore,
Screams echoing the tunnels, yelling
Mom and dad sign the papers
Cracks coming up from the middle of the floorboards, the house is separating
The plants are dying, dried up leaves are falling on the ground that we once had family picnics on,
The roof doesn't shelter me the same, allowing nature to take its course, not...

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I TAKE YOU AS I FIND YOU

I TAKE YOU AS I FIND YOU


For one to go take - he must first go find; 

for one to have known - he must want to  learn;

for one to share love - he must first be kind;

 for he who  loves you - must lustfully yearn. 

 

 

 

You're a goddess a - vision of beauty,

Athena, Aphrodite, Amphirite;

a conquering  queen - of the land and sea, 

always glowing bright through the...

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WHY?

Why?  Is this world so cruel, so thirsty to enslave us?

Why is this world so violent breaking us slowly and slowly?

Why? Why can’t we do as our hearts want?

Why can’t we shine as fierce stars?

Why do we have to prove ourselves again and again?

We are just tired- tired of these opinions.

Tired of hearing,

“You can’t go there, you can’t come here, and you can’t do this or that”

...

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It's you

Your sure fire

absolute certainty of journey

route, sustenance, kit,

plans, patterns, foresight,

well thought through reports,

talks on survival skills;

led an expedition into a pit.

 

Your only hope is,

whilst executing your ideas,

they kept a little something back

to save themselves.

 

They scramble for air

in hope that there are safer paths.

You sit ...

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addictionloveignorancehope

Fire

I realize that I am the fire that burns the foundation. I see that I am the reason that the once beautiful smile slowly faded day by day. Holding on to me is the same as clinging desperately the sharp edge of the sword. Slicing down the meat and severing precious vessels of life. I lay claim to the demise of your innocence

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The attitude

I am staing in the shadow
Because my word sounds strage for you.
Fake people,poor and blind
Which don't inspire me to talk.
Theier attitude it's pissed my off,
But it's hard for them to catch the point
It's easyer look annoyed
They are complexed,that's why
They iell at you to make their job
They make you look like just a junk
 They don't have power,
Just a gun
They don't have light,
T...

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The future

The future

Unpredictable as the world itself

Caring as the mother itself 

Don't mess with it

Otherwise it will be Fierce as Volcano itself......

Don't know what will happen

Just believe whatever it will be

Will be better than Present..

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There was once a man.

There was once a man,

charming in the flesh

He fell in love with a woman,

who he described her as a universe with the brightest stars.

She was his dream,

a dream that came close with his reality.

There was once a man,

bewitched with all.

He dare not speak,

for not to ruin all.

He cared for his beloved,

as if she was the heart of it all.

Until he met his dem...

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Also by G.N.D.:

Kiss me now I say |

lovehappystoryromancesadcouplesfriendspeoplelifedreamsuniversethoughtswonderswriterpoempoetnew

Every Part of Me.

One night, I dreamt a dream.

Sleeping, with eyes wide open.

How can a heart continue to beat?

Even when its broken.

No heart breaks evenly,

one wins, and one will lose. 

despite all the pain i've had to endure,

it is her, the one I will always continue to choose.

And so it goes, round and round

an endless cycle with no end in sight.

To let go, to move on 

requires ...

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Also by Jay McQueen:

Hopeless |

Thoughts on foothill drive

Took myself to lunch today. Just the way I like it. Actually, I'm sitting here at the table waiting for my food right now. I put my phone away so I could just enjoy my mind and the things around me. I'm surround by gossiping people. Literally each table I tune into consists of one person telling a loud story with a snarky voice and flailing arms, with the others at the table either trying their ha...

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Thoughtsindependencepeople

Even if we never understand this messed up world that we live in

At just 17 when life seemed so empty

Your father and I, we got a bit friendly

And 9 months later you arrived at the scene

When I truly comprehended what love really means.

 

I love you more than life

 

And this love runs through me like a fire in my veins 

A fire that will protect you from all the adversity and pain 

that this world will try to impose and inflict 

and...

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Mrs Sorensen Said

Mrs Sorensen said

Ruby’s not here today

and asked if we’d seen her

since yesterday home time

or knew where she’d gone.

We talked about how

it is very important

to tell a teacher

if something is wrong.

We talked about how

keeping a secret

is sometimes the wrong thing to do.

 

Mrs Sorensen said

Ruby’s not coming back

because she has died

and if we are...

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Sister in a box

Stood there on the left outside the kitchen
Crying out my eyes
While you were sat in a box
Our emotions carry across camera shots
From another lifetime ago.

Now we are both deep into our 40s
I am still stood there even now in amazement 
Every-time I pass our first house
Remembering our mother
With that battered old camera

Swiping at the leaves on the footpath
In her broken slippers
...

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Today When She Looks Back

Today When She looks Back

its not just the Bad memories But

the good times and the Dreams they shared.

Today When She looks Back

She could see the face that used to hold her breath

The voice which always so much Cared.

Today When She looks Back

its not just the sorrow and tears

she could still hear his voice in the momemnt of cheers.

Today When She looks Back

that cur...

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Also by Nupur Jha:

You are so difficult to understand |

Trigger Warming

 

Summer triggers memories

of paddling and orange Quosh,

butties squashed in paper, waxy white,

and leather sandals at the lido

just in case of broken glass.

 

We plough backwards to the past,

furrows made of glory.

It's a double-edged sword

but we have these golden memories

of life-affirming Thermos flasks

and Sunday baths and safety.

 

Summer triggers me...

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DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND

Hello,dear you,i hope you are somewhere thinking of me

on the other side i am busy trying to figure out who you are

i do not know if i have met you yet

but i have a feeling you are also thinking about me too

 

and now dear futute husband,

be at your best behaviour,i am not a fan of bad boys

i believe you are a very understanding and loving husband to be

so do not do the thi...

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Also by kanini Beatrice:

AND THE SUN SHONE | I MISS YOU |

Fiona

she's watching hot she likes me I know her a lot that's the first shot that's the second the first the second I'm beginning to think this world isn' t in a matrix or people don't watch themselves why not go ahead be politically correct think before you shoot what type of pregnancy is that how much it cost free language and a form of bandana speech have a heart play your part no smoking allowed let...

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Also by Lisa Coleman:

Fiona | One Shift | Possible Student | Someone | Gotta Be | Krazy Bone | Do That |

Bubka

Bubka

 

There must be a lyric for this.

Something already written, or sung

about this place, at this time 

on a calm October day.

Or is this just for me?

This empty sea and unsullied sand

is it, just for me?

Over there, beneath ship shaped clouds

that cruise across the sky,

Koroni gloats in a lagoon of sun.

Between us, a mast without a sail

poles across the b...

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You

before you everything was one way or another,

everything was either black or white.

suddenly I'm seeing colours for the first time;

I can see variations and something other than tones.

before you it was all a blur;

now I'm able to focus,

see clearer..

suddenly I'm not blind anymore;

I can see everything in its entirety.

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Also by Lou:

#1 | Engulf me |

My Perfect Man

            I wish for a life partner( who is in fantasy)

Who would make me happy and wholesome

Have good sense of humour and should be truesome

I wish for a life partner who is broad minded and have treasure of innovative thoughts

Who is generous and without any blots

Who has broad shoulders, when he hug me I feel secure

Wish for a man whose heart is very pure

The one who adm...

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Also by Bindu Trigunayak:

To become Mother - The Most divine Feeling | To be a Mother - the priceless feeling |

A Feather To Drift

If you see a white feather floating by.
Coming from nowhere out of the sky.
Down from Heaven a feather to drift.
An Angel is nearby, a loved ones gift.

Into the face of a child a feather blew.
Down from above, from an Angel new.
A sign to show he will always be there.
A sign from Bradley he's in Gods care.

As tributes adorn the Stadium of Light.
Bradley sent comfort in a feather white...

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Two sides

Delicate movements with a hidden message behind,

each touch tells a different story.

A nightmare that can also be turned in to a unimaginable dream.

As I am caressing a face that I had place my tender lips,

getting in touch with spiky facial hair, becoming delighted 

sensing you're pain.

Wanting to be inside that troubled mind,

I would make you be inside of me,

and making y...

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Also by MC:

Light |

Haiku

feeling empty

a leaf on a tree

enough for me.

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What Color Do You Feel Like Today?

Today, 

I feel like the color Blue. 

 

It seems like every day, 

I feel like the color Blue. 

 

You may ask, 

how do you know 

what Blue feels like? 

 

It's when you're sitting alone 

in the Blue room 

of your one bedroom apartment 

contemplating your whole existence. 

 

Blue is when 

you don’t feel good about yourself, 

when you don’t  

feel l...

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Light & Shade

‘Light is life, and life is joy’
sang merrily the choir boy
whose ruffle hung around his neck,
which yesterday was on the deck
pinned down by bullies in the yard.
His life at school was very hard.


At home the picture’s not too bright,
for mum and dad do nowt but fight
and sister’s having Conrad’s kid
whose Grandpa will be Uncle Sid.


So life is dark for choir boy James
who plays ...

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Also by Paul Booth:

The Dolly Peg | Disappointment |

poetry for schools

Masks

The hills have masks

or at least that’s what I think dad said.

Walking the length of Warehouse Hill

you can see them over

the horizon: metal towers

with buttons of red lights

that we can see from everywhere.

We’ve got bags of

Chinese takeaway, and a free

bottle of pop because dad

told the lady it was my birthday.

I know I’ll remember this day

as long as I live,

...

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Also by David Coldwell:

Another Year | April Birthday |

poetry for schools

The Football

Who would have guessed that a small tree

could be so vicious. All day you had kicked

the new football back and forth against

the gable of the red brick terrace and

not even the promise of ice cream could

coax you away, until the Blackthorn spoilt the game.

 

That’s when you ran back, holding the thing

with your thumb pressed white against its skin.

You begged me for some...

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Also by Poetry for schools:

Severe Miss Gladstone | Could you write a children's poem? |

David ColdwellfootballMarsdenpoetry for schools

Untitled

" how lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard" 
Winnie the pooh
To you this is just a line said by a character on a kids TV show but to me this is a quote with a meaning so deep that if u don't have a mind that can understand it you will never understand it yourself.
I don't think anyone ever understood how depression can affect the way you look at things, if you were to ...

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Hedgehog

I'm a hedgehog and I'm full of spikes

I live in the undergrowth 

and hate motorbikes.

I'm a hedgehog and full of fleas

but when I see a three-wheeler

I say 'God, help please!' 

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poetry for schools

two things

two things

 

rain soaks, creeping cold,

hates the blue of sky.

wishes only for sun.

 

one night arms held me,

i had all i wanted, quietly.

woke softly for days.

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lovenot love

That feeling

It had to arrive,

it had to return,

and sooner or later,

it did.

 

After all this time, 

it feels utterly confusing,

like an unsolved crime,

not very amusing.

 

I still remember the touch,

the impetuous feeling,

it hurt too much,

it's time for healing.

 

It had to come back,

it made my heart burn,

it covered up black,

it announced my return.

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Divorce

They battle.

Kids in the middle.

Swords drawn,

Jousting parents.

Children crying,

Caught in the middle, 

Lovers tiff,

Family rift, 

Place of pain,

Divorce. 

Gone.

Still fighting,

Still battling,

No agreement, 

No rest bite,

Kids a weapon.

Mass destruction.

Can't save them.

Parents scar them.

Divorce ruins them,

Trust betrayed. 

Love lo...

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Also by Louise Clarke:

Girl in the Spotty Dress | The Room |

Divorce

Barry Norman R.I.P

In days of old long before our broadband digital Wi-Fi age

Three channels on the tv and suddenly colour all the rage

Watching a film on the silver screen across the nation

Was a treat that needed very careful consideration?

A late night slot on the BBC was the place for those in the know

To get the update and critical acclaim Film was the show

A hombre by the name of Barry Norman...

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Wishing Tree

There isn’t a coin in the pocket
of my jeans, to peel from my palm,
not a dream that can breed for us.
A scant mention in the guidebook,
twelve miles from the nearest fencepost,
The Wishing Tree, trophying currency
jewellery, French, German, Dutch
denominations and monarchs, sovereigns,
farthings, francs, rands, brass razoos,
a language I can’t quite fathom.

 

Ribbons of coins inlai...

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When life is but a dream

There exists a time
between sleeping and wake
when only the night owls stir
the street lights flicker to candle light
& nothing but absent thoughts whir.

Reality becomes but a stencil
as the dreamers direct their scape
the black bats cry a warning sound
2 minutes ‘til the curtain calls fate.

As all the possibles become truths -
between broken sparks that are woven together
lost begi...

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Also by Emily Suzanne:

Heroine: A tale of peace by piece | Rain | Spirited Away | Jumble | The truth was written on my face |

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GATEWAY

Standing still  in a vibrating room , echos and voices , memories and foot prints to be made.  Our mind diognosing , filtering , and upgrading its programs . Studying characters , their when , why , how... Sifting through the world in an optimistic eye. Standing still but moving at a pace of fire  , understanding whats within. we all wonder but never live. Our minds fade in a gateway .A gateway th...

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Poetry Summer School

Good Morning All

Over the summer holidays I'm bringing a Poetry Summer School to the Town in association with Ossett Arts for 16-25 year olds.

The 6 week course will feature a mix of writing and performance workshops that will culminate in a very special performance during Ossett Arts Gallery Evening

For more information see below:

https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=2003448533...

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On a bitter bank

On a bitter bank I admire uncertain
ships departing plowing the seeds
of the waves, and already singing
sailors hymns to the poor heavenly.

 

Outside of my invisible boundaries
I start slow walking between yet
and mists; contours fade and
unfamilar faces oppress the mind.

 

Subjugating the fate they challenge
in the depths marine creatures,
and I become sad companion
of gamble...

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The Dawn and The moonlight

The full-moon about to depart

the sky waits for the moon to light

the earth desire's  to seek pleasure

rather deprived of the divine sight.

 

The clouds overlay the corners

getting better of both

beings awake for a miracle

covering soul with single piece of cloth.

 

Miracle has to happen

with dawn inching closer to arrive

else would be worthless

if the sun ta...

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Also by shashank:

The Dawn and The moonlight |

WHO AM I.

Better days before my eyes,
Balance, these tough times intertwined
with lessons got to subside
Greatness disguised as a working progress
Heavy hitters the product of several years enduring the process
accept the crown under protest
Im not ready to sit down and rule, the wises man looks in the mirror and sees the reflection of a fool, i can relate.
I desire more, genuine intellect to my core
...

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Cadaver

I was tattered and drunk staring in the mirror;

A blank expression with a tear-stained face;

Unshaven, unkempt, the weight slowly melting away,

The bones slowly revealing their form, ready for the grave, with slapped on talcum to keep the lesions covered, wherever they may stain.

The aches, the pains, the inability to stand, fill my brow with a cold sweat that casts a cloak upon my bra...

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awarenessLGBT History Month

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When i come to the end of my voyage 
And i travel my last bleary miles 
Forget that i ever sulked 
And remember only the smiles 

Forget the pains that i have imparted 
And remember some good that i have done 
Forget that i ever witnessed suffering 
And remember,being with you was pure fun 

Forget that i ever fell 
 And sometimes stumbled by the way 
But remember i have risen up 
And...

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CONFESSIONS

CONFESSIONS

I am inclined to despair, sobbing in the lap of my maker

A repentant posture bloodied knees rubbed raw

Pleading, as if you might clasp my tiny hands with rusted razors in palm.

I am inclined to despair, flailing before beasts of my own creation.

Catatonic in the path of 7 impending plagues

Plucking fruitless flowers from the scorched grounds of contemplation I walk up...

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Also by Reilly M Scott:

FALLING FORWARD | FOOTPRINTS | CANVASSING |

Acceptance

there's a beauty in
her angled shoulders

between the shadows meeting
beneath the curve
of her breasts

unbroken hours
forgotten in
the narrow dark

silence moves
along the small
parts of her hands

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