Inspiration is within in ourself

Which we know: is the energy to move on

During when we feel uninspired

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every day is another to learn

and indulge in whats present

i figure there is so much that is pleasant

sometimes i have to just sit back and take it all in

disconnect

in order to reconnect

this place is quite lovely

especially, as i realize im starting to love me

so much thats happening

i can get lost in both of my worlds

i l...

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The stars shine brighter than the books say they’re supposed to

And the tall grass ain’t as green as the other side had proposed

I was too drunk to see the starshine

In the daytime I saw their glimmer spark and melt into some bronze eyes

Two rings of lulled dreamscapes I near missed when I fell into a low tide

I writ in song so that the stanzas, you can’t read them, but you li...

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They say the night has a thousand Eyes,
It's beauty no one denies,
The nocturnal passing is cool and crisp,
The mind creates ghosts from a single wisp,
No man knows night truly,
Man knows it comes by dark and cooly,
It has a feeling of enchantment,
Beholders are usually lost in the moment,
The glazed eye that is the moon comes ever slowly,
In the dark speckled sky, people watch them longi...

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Cool and softly falls the rain,
from the silvery sky,
it comes sweetly hissing on my roof,
refreshing the world with its life-giving nectar.

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Upon my grave do not grieve,
Just leave upon it death's token in reprieve,
A single lily fear not my grave be not chilly,
It is the home of love I am now in heaven far above.

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The night is like music it is cool and crisp,
smooth and elegant,
the stars twinkle like music,
the moon sails across the sky like a music score,
the darkness is the beat of the heart listening to music or looking in the mystery which is the night,
the night enthralls like a sweet riff of music,
the beauty of the night is the music of the stars,
the ghostly light of night is like an aria so...

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it’s not always that you catch the eye 

but there are times

where you simply can’t deny 

the connection that the 'eye' implies

remember the eye. it never lies 

it happens to be a sunny day

a young man seats solo at a cafe 

with a coffee in hand

in and out he breathes air 

he is observant per usual 

allowing it all to simply pass 

a beautiful women he spies 

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Mere vagaries dwell

On parchment old

Written with quill

In blood

Though, if your eyes

Should read such scribe

You'd flee 

If only you could

But scraping brain

And flesh & skull

The ills 

Shall burrow deep

Such sweetness of

Poetic sorrow

Shall free your soul

To weep 

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a thousand voices

cast away in my shadows

listen! can't you hear?

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our souls have parted

and the memories we shared

slip into darkness 

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nature is sleeping

under a blanket of white 

to wake in the spring

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this world we have built

like sand through an hourglass

succumbs to despair

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The ring on my finger

a product of all my fantasy

a gift from the universe

telling me I'm loved ... I'm just playing pretend.

A rose of silver,

cold and metallic

catching the light like a painting

a blade of refraction, it glows like the moon.

A simple circle, uncomplicated... 

morphs, like a butterfly, into something else.

The gentle form of a flower

petals overla...

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And why are you still in my head? 

In my chest,

In my soul?

Engulfed by disdain, disgust and love.

And I am so lone.

In the middle of Oxford Street crowds

I want your advice that never helped

I want your forehead kisses that I rejected.

Longing for you on dark silent nights.

To debate: am I ever truly alone?

Or does your phantomlike presence ignite and guide...

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Existence
"The state of living, or having objective reality"
Living is Existence
What is Existence
Not the ice sculpture
Not the photo shopped, picture perfect version plastered on the smuck white dictionary pages
What is it to you
Existence is I, composing these words so exact and sharp as the silence sliding off the snake's tongue
As it is to you, as your eyes dissect each letter and sti...

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Beep Beep Beep
The screaming of my alarm alerts me that it's time to stir awake from my sleepless dreams
I grab my mug and pour the dark liquid hell to get me through another day of 8-5
I grab my favorite unprepossessing red and brown checkered flannel with my short deep blue shorts
My eyes graze the outside sight of the glass infront of me
Cold, damp finger prints left by my hand as I begin ...

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You are a woman,

beautiful,

      black,

   God’s masterpiece,

    created with

    majestic power

       and divinity—

   The type of woman

   who could never

          be tamed

                           or possessed.

   One deserving of

 love, respect,

and civility.

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Poets from Merseyside have started to reignite the art of live performance with a series of eight spoken word events around the Wirral Peninsula.

The Wirral Poetry Festival has emerged from its online only status and has been back in the community over the past weeks celebrating the run up to National Poetry Day 2021 on Thursday.

On Sunday West Kirby Arts Centre hosted a green even...

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In general, it is possible to fly,

This requires a certain solitude,

And I don't mean temporarily,

Immobility breeds creation,

Just like being blind heightens the other senses,

It's easy, they say, if you know how,

To weather the storm after the storm,

Keeping your ideas close in case,

Another comes rolling along.

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Every night I go to the dentist,

He's left the light on,

For me and the moths,

This kind of consideration is rare,

Like a happy medium,

Maybe it's exclusive to spiritual types,

Then again, maybe not.

It always strikes me how insane we are,

In our hopeful repetition,

We call it perserverance,

Like when a dog marks it's territory,

Is an accident,

Thinking tha...

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The touch of paper against my skin,

Smooth,

A ghost of the varnished table or wooden door you could have been.

Instead you're here beneath my fingers,

Waiting,

Ready to save my thoughts upon your sheets.

Even when my memory fades the ink still lingers.

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She was my best friend.

I loved her unconditionally.

I loved the way she spoke her mind,

The way she worded things.

The way she lied.

Oh how she loved to lie,

Twisting stories to keep me hooked.

She doesn’t know that I know about her lies.

She doesn’t need to.

As much as she’s hurt me,

I could never hurt her back.

I mean, I wouldn’t dare to.

She’s my best friend...

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The tree that carries many memories of the act of love faith and sacrifices through the blood that will cleanse the ground of the tree and its memories of the thing that has past

The tree that surrounds them are few but many cost at a great burden of wisdom guidance through a test of faith through the trial of strength through the heart mind body and soul

Many may hide many may run many may ...

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The hollow man is the memory of valley and hill of life these valleys show no end but plain of enteral life

The man gets his name empty hall of many dreams and lies within a house of the phantom, teacher, mistress through their trial an experience from the love of family and soul value

The hollow man filled with regret an empathy toward the phantom we collected through th...

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the 7 valley of life the first is the flower of lily it beauty that surrounds it

the lily of the meadow is the grace and beauty through the decade shown in the hill of turmoil and despair 

the lily of Meadow has many beautiful things some carved by memory other by earth but flawless in their making and no ruin to be found

the 7 valley of life the second is a forest of dreams made the drea...

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The valley of the light equal shadow of truth an love through the darkest moment   
Fear is a great divider and the greatest enemy are through fear of our mind and body 
Let rain cleanse the darkness through the tear of joy and laughter and love  
The fear of love is the admitting to your heart calling   
The love  of fear teaches us to be careful and open-minded to are surrounding through 5 s...

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On the outside of this curtain there many beauty of the soft velvet an the Line in it but the beautiful thing is not what we can see, feel, hear , smell,or touch but this curtain contain many beauty through it

The most radiance thing in this curtain is the memory it hold from thw year it been there asorbing the memory like water on a beach

There beauty of it lye behind the most painful thing...

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that year we met, i trusted you.

i believed you liked me for who me and wanted to be friends.

but you didn't. it was all a lie.

you wanted to be friends just to get inside.

i confided in you and listened to all your problems. 

always there to brighten your day.

yet, you would always go back to her.

i was your back up---someone to fill the void.

a void so deep and ...

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Long hours spent toiling the land, his family had done for generations.

Living in tune with the seasons, never thinking of other occupations.

Farmers his father and grandfather before him had been, what else to be?

Of his sons he was proud, he said “one day you will take over from me”.

Come work in our factories, leave your village, leave your land.

Come work in our factories, ...

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Another prompt invokes an undesired surge
of thought and fractured scenes,
requiring energy to sort and draw conclusions,
prior to recording in the journal for today.

Time to him resembles auctioning a gem,
the longer it lasts, the higher its price,
and he's approaching life's end zone called "red,"
where actuaries hold their breath and count.

The formalist stands firm on well-packed g...

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Another prompt invokes an undesired surge
of thought and fractured scenes,
requiring energy to sort and draw conclusions,
prior to recording in the journal for today.

Time to him resembles auctioning a gem,
the longer it lasts, the higher its price,
and he's approaching life's end zone called "red,"
where actuaries hold their breath and count.

The formalist stands firm on well-packed g...

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Every bit of your life tells 

What you have done in you 

If you think 'what if ' 

Then how will your dreams come true??

Your fate always anxious to play with you 

Failure doesn't make success away from you 

But your struggle tells what will get you 

If you think 'what jf'  

Then how will your dreams come true??

                                              ...

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Who is he?

This man I only know up close?

Does he know me? And if so, 

who is this woman, this me he knows?

We have an odd situation, he and I, like a fantasy played out on a stage,

a performance, a curtain call and

then done.

I know the up-close, the heat, the physical

yet when I see him from a cool distance, 

I don't know him.

He becomes someone else with someone el...

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They sit in piles on my bureau,

stacks on end tables and desktops.

They stand in rows on shelves and are silent.

Each holding its own unique secrets.

I can hear their silent words, and

feel their thoughs pushing against their covers.

They wait and are patient.

A wealth of knowledge standing by

always steady in their thoughts, never changing their minds,

dependable and st...

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Poetry is a funny thing

It can cause debate

Or make hearts sing

It can take you to

A wondrous place

And brighten up

A moody face

It can make you smile

Or make you fume!

And sometimes even

Make you swoon

It can make you cry

And make you shout

Or, sometimes, be 

Just about nowt!

It can make you think

And make you ponder

What lies beyond

The ...

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we were an unsinkable ship,
built to sustain any injury
thrown our way, or so we said.

cast into the dark,
yet illuminated with infinite possibilities.

suddenly slipping through our fingers
the bitter cold quickly rushed in,
and the music played on.

while the chaos surrounded us
and the children were tucked safely in their bed,
the music played on.

while prayers were whispered,
...

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The World in Lockdown People's Poem is now part of the RLB 360 Capsule of Culture, which remembers the year 2020 and its defining moments.

The project was chosen by a judging panel of local and Liverpool-born celebrities.

Thanks to everybody who shared their words last year.

The time capsule will be stored in the Royal Liver Building permanently from today.

A big thanks to my co-creato...

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Ether 

Two minds, souls and spirits connect to become one 

Both energies Intertwined to give off a synergistic frequency into the ether 

Two hearts beating to the same drum

Speak it into existence and he/she shall be drawn to you

Like two magnets finding their centre

At times the pull might not be perfectly aligned but in the end you will always find your way back to each other.

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Linear intricacies

I might just be a tiny speck In this vast universe but everyday I leave a little part of myself behind in the ether so I exist in a linear space that can only be accessed through my mind. 

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Every now and again

She gets this feeling

OMG, it’s hoeing season

She’ll be a hoe for a season

Hoping to be teasin’, pleasin’ you

Ho Ho Ho, Hoe!

Ain’t nothin’ wrong about it

Ever met a hoe trilla than thee?

I doubt it

She’ll be your hoe if only for a season

Hope to be pleasin’, just teasin (wink)….you

She don’t drink, but she do keep that green

Oh, oh but does t...

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You see, as I’ve been waiting on the love of my life

Waiting so we can walk off into paradise

Thinking I was in love

Once, maybe twice before

Now I know betta

So Imma do betta

But not before I hit up not bae

Told ‘em let me put this thang on ya

One last time

Before the love of my life comes

Knocking on my door

One last time, before we have to say goodbye

Let me ...

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Gathering in empty space

A bunch of flowers for my soul

The spring is nowhere to be seen

So I am hiding my face

Until I find the happy scene

In the movie I watch

All night and day

In my long way

To find inner peace

Gathering in the darkness

A piece of hope

The sun is nowhere to be seen

So I am talking with the night

To make myself breathe again

And find th...

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A book all of my own
Where ideas have a place to play 
Weary thoughts a place to rest 
And ideas a place to ponder. 

Pages bound by glue and press 
Waiting for a friend to give them meaning
A purpose oh so simple 
Yet so profoundly special to me

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Living a life of fantasy is such fun.

Once you give your life control to your heart,

you begin to enjoy its every part.

At times listening to heart gives memories,

and you can spend your life with its stories.

I lived my 10th grade in the fantasy world of reality

when I gave my life control to my feelings impatiently.

Something I'll never regret,

not even in the days o...

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EQUAL IN GREATNESS

(For Michael Collins – Astronaut 1930-2021)

The fourth person to spacewalk

And the second

To orbit the moon alone

While fellow crew members

Buzz Aldrin and Neil Armstrong

Walked on the lunar surface

Sometimes glory is shared unevenly

But greatness often depends

On those backstage

Silently pulling levers

And watching instruments

Al...

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My light, forever

Bright, proud, and true.

Would surely know if he was untrue?

His words a balm to desperate ears.

My body only what he holds dear?

Oh heart, emotions be.

Craving sweet shore of security.

Safe arms, to pull me close.

Cherish my heart, essence close.

Play and laugh with carefree joy,

Dance our hearth, 

Not destroy.

My warmth is strong to warm us b...

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As a writer (I still shy away from the title poet at times) I often find myself in a dilemma, one to which the vagaries of my mind tutor the torment. The unravelling of meaning of poems – is it meant to be a test that makes you feel inadequate at the best of times?

I have often sat and read something and then wondered “what the hell have I just read? It makes no sense at all. Why must poets do ...

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