The Island's Hosts
Preparing a welcome of Islander descent
On the sunny red beach to lucky foreigner
With a prized winning view in every corner
As the touch of beauty graced to this land's content
From a lobster dinner to great relaxation
The archery lesson to bonfire on beach
All for the children smiles with the ocean in reach
As the tip toes are dipped in the vastest station
Do the surprises end or is ...
Saturday 30th September 2017 10:10 pm
Also by Louis Audet:
PEI | The fun times | Koala | Real Estate | The game | Boss Lady | Connection | Cuddling | Vacation on a beach | Demons | Tuning Myself | Strange fellows | Loving heart | The shower | Hell Bound | Losing Bedroom Spunk | New Way | Seeking attention | Circle of Lust | Dreams of you | Coming out | Liberation | The night lies | Teaching differently | Future Holdings | Thinking Lust | Train of Life | Deception | Le clown |CRYSTAL BALL
In the gypsy lavender scented tent
she gazes into a crystal ball
at a gypsy table with beaded cover
like a stage set of a gypsy's lament
Gazes intently with head like an alien
into the squatting orb of the ball
knowing everything and nothing at all
her mind plays tricks
the glass is dark
where ocean meets the sky,
future bleeding with a tremulous sigh
he...
Saturday 30th September 2017 7:24 pm
Also by ray pool:
IN THE GARDEN | THE VIADUCT | BUYING A CARPET | MUSIC POEM | JUDGEMENT DAY | IN THE FATHER REDCAP | LIVING DANGEROUSLY | 1930's STREET MAP OF LONDON | THOUGHTFORMS | VENUS FLY TRAP | HORSE TRADING | PIGEON POST |Glesga
When I was a child they called me a wean
The place where I lived, not a home but a hame.
My mum was ma mammy, my dog was ma dug
My uncle was Hugh but to us he was Shug.
A potato - a tattie, a turnip - a neep
My house was a hoose and to cry was to greet.
A wisnae was wasn't, and did not was disnae
A kiss was a winch and a red face a riddy.
If someone was simple to us they we...
Saturday 30th September 2017 4:37 pm
Time
I don't know how to put it in simpler words or try to make it so hard to understand that you don't actually understand. But i have to say it...and maybe i will say it trying to juggle between the two ways. It's a fact and we see it every day...a freshly bloomed flower always blooms the prettiest. And I have heard time heals..but i have also known time makes things fane. I am still paradoxial w...
Saturday 30th September 2017 4:33 pm
Fear wedded life
I) A Child
Though comfortably asleep
With a doll by my side,
Often I was terrified
A chimera could lurk
In the dark!
Also from a distance
When a dog bark
I saw it stark
A hyena with a
Horn was out
People to attack
Capable to pose
Its grotesque face
Behind my back.
II) A boy
Smote by
A dream object
To anxiety I was subject.
As she was
Inaccessibly beautiful
Self co...
Saturday 30th September 2017 4:08 pm
Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:
Disciples of satan |The Bedsit
I put a fifty pound deposit down
A twelve foot square of room
A toilet that doesn’t flush
And a carpet that’s never seen a broom
The refrigerator it has mildew on
The last tenants cooking, is still in the
pot
And when you’ve seen the forks and
knives
Well, you’ve seen the forking lot
The mattress is full of pissed stains
The last host he was on smack
I found his hypodermic ...
Saturday 30th September 2017 3:59 pm
Also by Phils Words:
G C D7 G | Fashion victim | Rusting with time | The old trooper talked of falling Candles and revolution | Meet me there | I am a liitle nobody | The Loss | Addiction (above and beyond) | Passing poem | Infant woman |White Space
Cursor flashing
No inspiration to be found
No thought worthwhile of writing
No pictures
Little sound
Saturday 30th September 2017 2:35 pm
Also by Andrew Donachie:
Wo Wanderin' | Playing the game | Such as life | Every Thinker | Girl with no name | How can I? |Compulsions
I don’t know why I do what I do
but it doesn’t stop me
want to do these things with you
perfecting the copy
haven’t seen directions I came with
would they change something
feel compelled to use what I deal with
constructing nothing out of something
compulsions updated just now
compulsions can’t figure out
obsessions don’t co...
Saturday 30th September 2017 1:00 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:
Mouthfeel | Problems Curated | Stuck in Trees | Cousins | Insomnia (2) | Why I Left | Stronger Than You | Bad Writer | Coyotes | cool | Deep Ambivalence | Unpopular Music | I want to sell out | comfort animal certification | Orange and Blue | ambivalence works | You're My Shop |Dusk
In the darkness it was a shadow
Highlighted by the edges of the rising sun
Where in-between it began to gleam
As the son stuck its fingers through the seams
With her eyes on
The horizon
Watching
The dusk of the night
Meeting
The don of the day
And with its light
It ended twilight
Oh Maddened Mind Of Mine
Saturday 30th September 2017 11:14 am
Also by OhMaddenedMindOfMine:
INSANE | Halls of my Mind |The day they died
My imagination was there;
Within the walls.
The information billowed
like a toxic plume
The weary of hart
gasping for untruths
The strong,bracing;
For the deluge
Bated breaths, silence
Cut through the hum.
Screams;
Within the walls,living
They are not immortal.
Under the sediment
Life falls silent
My imagination walks
Ladened, in history’s gu...
Saturday 30th September 2017 9:17 am
Also by DESMOND CHILDS:
JIG | Thanks Mom | The Old House Lament | Searching | The Last Leaf | Bigot | Sunflowers | Lost in stone | Heady | Venus | Possessed | We are Sand | The last Book | The Weeping Tree | February Morning |United
Thy arm; in twisted triggers tied,
To desolate the air,
Where glass in splinters, diamond eyed,
Rolls bloodied, stair by stair.
Young joy despised, as envy claws
Lest freedom take to flight,
But from the horror of its jaws
Will innocence unite.
Copyright © Simon Austin 2017
Saturday 30th September 2017 8:57 am
Balance
Scales
At what point is love in balance?
resolved?
love is not an unyielding beam
but flects as weight of want
or force of need
offsets another's wishes.
Yet such scales can never measure
loss nor the loss of balance.
Words and foto Tommy Carroll
Saturday 30th September 2017 1:34 am
Also by Tommy Carroll:
(untitled) | Ob obit | Once was |Racing Back to London
Veering through Northern valleys
Nocturnal nomad chasing lights
Squinting through misty glass at
Solitude
Rural black
Hills rising raucously
Perfidious silhouettes whispering
Shadows looming
GPS. Reroute. M1.
Settings were fucked - avoid motorways?
No wonder
Back to the linear path
Diving towards the sprawling metropolis
Hours to go.
Adjusting frequencies -
The Wind Cries Mary.
...
Friday 29th September 2017 7:42 pm
Hidden Freedoms
Child of Empire, he freely starved in Valetta
Free to resent the many fat priests
Free to go
Desperate, hoping
Stowaway to Istanbul
Free to be beaten by the Ottomans
Sent back to hunger
Not stopped yet
Stowaway to Britain
Set loose in Imperial London
Free to prosper
Free to work
Free-diver repairing Brighton’s Pier
Freely volunteered in 1914’s Expeditionary Force
Free to marry,...
Friday 29th September 2017 7:04 pm
With friends like this who needs............?
(News item.)
Gove tweets support for Boris
Is Boris quite calm and serene
Now that Michael is back on the scene
Does he miss the suave charm
And that strong loyal arm
That once pulled back his lips from the cream.?
Friday 29th September 2017 5:36 pm
Also by Harry O`N eill:
Aubade | Why has everyone gone quiet? |STOP AT NOTHING
Destination is clear
and undoubtedly near
it is sacrosanct dear
as i am the one to steer.
I am no more a mystery
I am here to create history
not admitting with blistory
but can listen bells of victory.
let me fly
high in the sky
let me be sigh
seeing my glittering eye.
My system belief
gives limitless relief
like an euphoric leaf
is what i can say in br...
Friday 29th September 2017 5:09 pm
Also by MANISHA SAINI:
BLUE LOGIC | SIGHT OF LIGHT |flower
to he who was
who is
who will be
do not hinder my growth
because
you are not my sun
shining
but today
in this moment
i am
Friday 29th September 2017 4:53 pm
Nice Coffee ( written whilst out drinking coffee!)
Sitting here drinking coffee
Watching as people scurry
From one place to another
Little time for each other
Empathy and compassion lacking
From their schedule hardly slacking
I often wonder how they would react
To the ultimate siren's wail in fact
Would they re-discover their humanity
Would their behaviour change suddenly
Would they rush to the ones they love
Would they raise their ey...
Friday 29th September 2017 12:54 pm
Also by Duncan McKenzie Ross:
Sob Story? | All Will Be Done | Examinationes Incidamus ( Inferna pars quinque) | Metus (Inferna pars tres) | Solitudinum (Inferna pars septem) | Untitled | Mortal Curiousity | Legacy | Mortem |I, Ffynnon Drewi of Mynydd Bach
From the mountain
I pour forth
I give you my waters
to drink
and the many words
of my waters
to hear.
My waters have seen
the gathering
on the hill
above the lake
My waters have heard
the prayers
on the grass bank
My waters have known
the worship
in t...
Friday 29th September 2017 12:24 pm
Also by Chris Armstrong:
No one hears | Words | RETROSPECTIVE |The Inside of My Shoes
Moving back and forth
round and round the merry go round
the calling
the falling
the whisper it glimmers
but never seems to shine
I feel the heat of the ice in my shoes
I hate the feel of ice in my shoes
but love the feel of heat
The whispers are calling
they falling
round and round the sorrows go round
The east for the rich
the west for the vain
the ear...
Friday 29th September 2017 10:29 am
COULD IT BE
Life throws us around
surrounds us with confusion
The puzzles untwist
showing a list of could be's
They reveal themselves...
Could it be
That I have
walked into the magic place
of paradise
For there he is
the one that I was looking for
the one that was looking for me
Could it be
This was meant to be
just as it was
...
Friday 29th September 2017 6:05 am
Also by lynn hahn:
SWEET COURTER | WHAT'S UP WITH THAT? | YOUTH AT MY DOOR | PEDESTAL |More than this (more of a monologue than a poem)
I see you trying but its not enough
I need more than this
You won't move an inch
So why get upset when someone else does?
Am I supposed to be content with your breadcrumbs forever?
Adults shouldnt have to be told how to behave
I never pretended that I would wait forever
And you never pretended to care
Friday 29th September 2017 12:34 am
Also by Wardah:
Mirage | Come what may | Mind Games |Another birthday
We went to a gastro pub to celebrate your birthday
We sat among the sunken silly jolly faces
All with their remembrances of former years
When they felt better about themselves
Or so they say
There’s the loud one
The opinionated one filled with facts about this
And about that
There’s the woman whose always in awe
Or is she just pretending
Because the man sitting oppo...
Thursday 28th September 2017 10:36 pm
Also by Martin Elder:
cracked | Rested |Brief desperation, with apologies
Oh this feels sore today
Because today is the day I’ve got nothing to say
Where’s she gone and what’s the use?
Where, exactly, is my wonderful muse?
See – it doesn’t even rhyme.
Thursday 28th September 2017 5:03 pm
Also by David T Jones:
Forgetting the air | The wandering ash and wondering crow | Calendars clocks and snapshots |The Tidal Man
There was life, it seemed, in the Estuary
the flats blistered bubbles that rose and burst like gasps
brackish pools guarded poking razor clams
and whispering whelks
gulls paddled respectfully around the lumpy porpoise
I shielded my eyes
tapped a stone in time with their crys
saw the lumpy porpoise nudged by rising tide
like wrung and twisted Estuary birds afloat by fruitless oyster beds
o...
Thursday 28th September 2017 11:37 am
HATS OFF TO HARRY
I‘ve fallen for another man
A man that I would marry;
And though I know I never can
I’ve lost my heart to Harry.
Hats off to Harry; he’ll break your heart
He’ll take your best defence and tear it apart
Our home-grown guy will make you others cry cry cry
Hat-trick Harry’s hit the net again.
In Autumn and in Springtime too
Or winter when it’s raining
You know ...
Thursday 28th September 2017 10:17 am
Also by John Coopey:
TIPS FOR THE NEWLY MARRIED MAN | CROSSROADS MOTEL | BAD BISKIT BLUES | OPEN MICS | MENDICANTS |almost crashing into a concrete barrier late at night while thinking about the recent death of someone i didn't really deserve to know (09/27/2017)
sleep, don't wake me:
If I could paint
I would these half closed blinds, lit and peering by paranoid neighbors, half asleep: half in a dream, an abductee of a frozen frame, a refugee caught in a dried and rotting wooden square
if I could paint you'd be a sunset
long since gone, but whose laughter echoes in the dark
stark as halogen lamps
ark buzzing the shell of life into these streets,
...
Thursday 28th September 2017 12:37 am
Also by Zach Dafoe:
kuro silica (09/24/2017) | waves of thomas (09/14/2017) | how are you? (09/15/2017) | allusion III (09/17/2017) | cowboy relic (09/17/2017) |The Big Sleep
There's no end tonight.
Sat at the same desk
waiting for the next chapter to walk in
but nothings moving
just the aspidistra nodding
to the tireless fan,
the Venetian blinds
blowing the scent of
rain soaked streets.
Down below the street lights
change to noone.
A single green light blinks
In the direction of the harbour.
An ant crosses the great plains of my desk.
I sit back and writ...
Wednesday 27th September 2017 10:45 pm
Also by Tom Harding:
First Snow | 2.38 am | The Moon Tonight |For you I will do my best
Slowly you disappear into the past,
yet you are buried in my thoughts which I'm forcing to last.
Everything that you do,
finds a way to touch my heart,
and every word you say,
shows the beauty of your art.
Your bleached white hair,
perfect smile,
cute little nose,
an honest representation of your soul.
You say you want to give up,
but you don't have to go.
You're not alone, nor will yo...
Wednesday 27th September 2017 7:55 pm
HEAVEN SCENT
She glided past me in the street,
Sweet, petite...good enough to eat.
And leaving - to mark where she went -
She left a lingering heavenly scent.
.......................................................
Wednesday 27th September 2017 6:23 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:
LEAVES AND LIVES | HOT (AND COLD) AIR | PONDER THIS (2) | PONDER THIS! | THE PROPERTY DEVELOPER - 2017 | WHEN YOU WALKED INTO MY LIFE - audio reprise |Making Rome Great Again
‘If you make me Emperor,’ Hadrian declared,
‘I will build a wall in Britain,
from the west coast to the east,
to keep out those marauding Scots
who come to steal our sheep.’
The partisan crowd roared in approval,
but the left wing press were less enamoured
of this charismatic campaigner.
He came, he saw, he’s bonkers!
was the headline in the Mercury,
while the Herald ran with Emperor M...
Wednesday 27th September 2017 4:09 pm
Fireflies
Fireflies on a summer's night
Are a wondrous sight
Flitting from weed to flower
Casting long across the lawn
To a far bed of blossoms and herbs
flashing … flashing ...
their little lanterns.
Reflected in our eyes grown wide
Our mouths little tunnels of 'OOOH!'
We watch, silent as grass
As twilight deepens
And the tiny bugs pass
flashin...
Wednesday 27th September 2017 1:08 pm
Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:
WAR KIDS (Prime Parental Reproofs) |Limerick
There once was a poet named Debra
Whose name only rhymed with 'a zebra'
'Til a South African breeze
Changed her 'As' to strange 'Es'
And now she's got "ebracedebra"
Wednesday 27th September 2017 9:19 am
Also by David Lindsay:
Jack and the Beanstalk | Revenge | Cinderella |Infomercial
A white t-shirt that goes to my thighs.
And covers my genitals when my arms aren't raised.
Is a convenient and useful tool that you can have in your very own home!
Comfortable!
Affordable!
Sustainable!
Be a fashion trend in your own house, show your bathroom mirror what style really means!
Pair with moderate acne and puffy eyes for that special flare of originality!
It's ...
Wednesday 27th September 2017 8:29 am
Also by Connor Lannes:
A Hunger | A Triadic Structure of Depression | I Have A Fetish For Escapism |Forgive me
What did I do?
I'm sorry I hurt you.
I've never been this sorry
Like a sky so starry
You're the light to my night
You're the courage to my fright
And I've cast you away
Thrown you to the fray
And I'll do whatever
Whatever you want forever
Anything to get you back
Because my life's gone slack
And I need you
Your every blue
I need your smile
To cover my ...
Wednesday 27th September 2017 7:58 am
Also by Silverrust:
Bow chicka wow wow | Sins which we are | All I have | Please don't leave |Closed Windows
I've heard it said
that when it rains it pours;
but that when life closes a window,
it's to open up new doors.
And yet, in spite of what's ahead
I fear my heart's holding me back.
I do not wish to go through doors
when all I see is black.
The colors that I used to see
so vivid and so bright,
I now know are the cruelest lies
when brought into the light.
It seems ...
Wednesday 27th September 2017 2:11 am
I see why love is red.
I can’t tell you.
But last night, you entered my chest
for play, some kind of game, like ‘Operation’
and then I couldn’t sleep
I jolted – shivered – jerked – quirked,
now my eyes don’t close
and my body is a pulse,
you tiptoed across my ribcage,
leaving foot prints enlaced by landmines,
you slept on my lungs,
short wired my arteries,
you clipped the circuits of my ...
Wednesday 27th September 2017 2:10 am
Bait
Bait
fat man
has an apple
picks a worm
from its flesh
and sticks it
on a hook
hangs the rod
over the river
casts the line
into the water
tugs a little
teases
the bait
glints in sunlight
refracting
in the water
silver sliver
whispers “feed”
all the little fishes
come
a-nibbling
round the worm
in the swirling
...Tuesday 26th September 2017 11:47 pm
Also by Ian Whiteley:
The Devil Don't Own Me | Today's News Game |Life Tests
Life Tests
Everyday, everyone is tested
From a house, to school, to outside
We will never be well rested
To be fully focused and abide
Since we can't really say no
As life falls like an endless rain
From a text to a tornado
Or a hello to a hurricane
While the choice being ours eternal
To be affected or effected so simple
To take it personal or genera...
Tuesday 26th September 2017 5:40 pm
Also by Joseph Calderon:
Preliminary Relief |Sweet Surrender
Been wrestling with conceptual seeds. Thoughts of love
disturbing me,
passion troubling me,
desire corrupting me
Ideologies challenging me.
Until a spark of enlightenment light the room. Then I become a light to myself.
‘Surrendering to the other is a gift’ says the inner voice. It comes unconditionally from the heart.
Its meaning is existential.
The only way to know is...
Tuesday 26th September 2017 5:10 pm
Also by Chakraj:
Look, now we've gone and upset Irma |A LITTLE LIGHT RELIEF FROM THE FLOW OF MISERY PERMEATING THE PAGES OF W.O.L.
A LITTLE LIGHT DISTRACTION
FROM W.O.L.'s MISERY PERMEATED PAGES
Mum and dad were so excited...that early April morn
by the arrival of another son...their second to be born
every bird residing...on this half our blacked out sphere
sits waiting in good vantage...silent on a tree
to welcome one more infant day
and coincidentally "me"
the rising sun creeps in the room
chasing away...sta...
Tuesday 26th September 2017 4:21 pm
Also by ken eaton-dykes:
WAR CHILD |The Eye Of The Storm
The house is silent now
syliva being churned disturbs the air
A total eclipse of the sun
A total eclipse of my heart
A darkness cast upon my soul that I took part
It took two to sail the ship
Two to be strong
One not fully equipped
The gayle forces did not lift
Tensions bared tight
the main sail torn from the hull
The troubled waters over take the ship
...Tuesday 26th September 2017 6:12 am
Also by New Shoes:
CHANGING LOVE |A Poem in Progress
I stare straight into the sun
a rock doesn't in the river run
unlike the witch
I sink like a stone
unknown
cold
alone
as in the beginning
numb
to my existence
lost
in oblivion
a round a square
to triangle crowned
no coming back
the clown drowns
there is no sound
out in the clouds
upside down
hanging on a frown
my colour fogs
to a clay like brown
I whistle...
Tuesday 26th September 2017 6:11 am
Also by MyDystopiA:
Red | SunBeams | Tunneled | Leaves | Orangeblue |Afeared rose
He gave me a rose today,
It was not any Rose day,
But for his brutish words last night,
I know he is sorry so I smiled.
He gave me a rose today,
It was not our anniversary day,
But for the blood I haemorrhage last night,
I know he loves me so I smiled.
He gave me a rose today,
It was not Valentine's day,
But for the clash we had last night,
I know he cares for me so I smiled.
He gave m...
Tuesday 26th September 2017 3:26 am
I Give My Soul to You
Sleeping, dreaming
I see you, soft
Slipping into silken dreams
I lie here with you
I can only hope
That I lie inside of you, too
Can I nestle into your soul?
You already have mine
Do you know
That I would slumber forever
If only to be by your side?
My love, my heart drips gold
And overflows with
The thought of you
If only I could
Lie here like...
Tuesday 26th September 2017 2:16 am
Also by Kay Li Su:
Dancing with the Moon |Charlie Clark
Charlie clark.
Huron high school has Randy as a coach.
Animal. What my dogs are.
Randy, the coach for huron.
Lebanon is a country.
I like pizza.
Eat pizza everyday.
Charlie Clark
Live everyday. Die.
ABT’s are food I like
Rabies is a disease
Kalahari is a place I go
Thank you
-Charlie Clark.
Monday 25th September 2017 2:57 pm
Bursting at the seams
Her lips are sewn shut
Her seams ripping at the sides
She has been stuffed with fluff
Much more than she can hold
Her fragile fabric fraying
As it stretches across her thighs
The stuffing is suffocating
Her stories wanting to be told
Yet peculiarly it's pouring
From within her beating chest
The stuffing slowly flowing
Into her already swollen breast
Her lips are sewn shut
Her...
Monday 25th September 2017 12:32 pm
Also by Wonderer:
Love | Control | The screen virus |Falling down
And falling though this casam
Is like flying down a drain
Rushing like the water
Falling hard like rain
In the depths is darkness
We all appear the same
And all our skin is harshness
Burning us insane
my fingers graze the wall
But there’s no where to hold on
It is because we want to fall
Through this hole that we belong
Monday 25th September 2017 11:47 am
Also by Alexander Watson:
Being a Fly | Dust of the future |Leave
Cancel all you want
Get away from me
Get what you want
Get what you need
I never needed you
And you never needed me
But what am I kidding
I loved you so much, all I had was envy
Friends I thought we were
Friends you told me
By then you had left
You always leave me
Monday 25th September 2017 1:26 am
sorry to the who
but I don’t care to think I know you anymore
I'm like a pinball rolling towards what’s in store
I don’t even know what’s at the bottom
of the slightly sloped hill but I ought err um
I’ll never know til I get down near IT, maybe
there’s nothing up here to change IT, maybe
with all these things and flashing lights
reflecting through my chrome coating
I’m...
Sunday 24th September 2017 1:47 pm
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