Halloween Is Here
Halloween is here tonight, and all will seek to brave a fright,
as people come and people go, wherever pumpkins are on show...
The sweets are rattling in the tin, what flavours are to be had within,
and who has worn the scariest mask, as midnight comes that's what we ask…
Back home the children all wear smiles, their feet aglow from walking miles,
and as they drink some heated m...
Wednesday 31st October 2012 7:28 pm
The Raceless Man
The Raceless
My body is just a shell that I wear,
quite how it looks I have scarcely a care,
for I have no sight to cause me any pain,
or to make me view you with any disdain.
I'm told I have a colour but what does that mean,
perhaps it's like the flavours that I taste in ice cream,
I like the taste of all of those I've ever yet tried,
vanilla, coffee or chocolate, they slide smoothly...
Sunday 30th September 2012 8:37 am
No Perfect System
Who will tell my story when I am long gone,
of how I was a family man, husband, father and son,
and after many years of writing poems and more,
have I left enough or will the future choose to ignore,
my thoughts on the dangers and follies of mankind,
who use their anger rather more than their mind?
I'm not a noted man as I sit here and write,
though many ...
Saturday 29th September 2012 11:13 pm
Lining The Pockets
Harsh odours filled the war torn air,
Napalm dropped as if with no care,
tortured children screamed as they ran,
clothes ablaze due to one foolish man...
Not that he was there to witness the scene,
at home he could ignore the very loudest scream,
thousands of miles from those he did command,
more pointless deaths we could not understand...
From ...
Saturday 29th September 2012 11:11 pm
Our Carefree Play
Shall I sit and think of you and me,
alone on a beach with a tropical sea
we have no needs for worldly news,
for deep in love we have other views...
We'll swim and splash and cavort with glee,
then lay and rest in the dappled shade of a tree,
where the cooler air offers time for hugs and more,
all alone in the reach of that pleasing shore...
...
Saturday 29th September 2012 11:10 pm
Night & Day
When we walk together we will find
distance never enters our joint mind
for only love will take the path
while we smile and kiss and laugh...
And if we share forty years or one,
know that my love you can depend upon,
while I breathe it will be for you alone,
always hoping to share in our one home...
Warmth floods into my chest whenever I see
...
Thursday 6th September 2012 8:58 am
Legacy
Don't ever think that you could be naive,
just because violent deaths make you grieve,
for the choice to kill is itself an unwordly act,
beheading party goers is abhorrent, that's a fact
for to kill is only to invite revenge to come your way,
many can be sure that is how they will die one day.
In the long history of violence it is plain to see,
those that...
Tuesday 28th August 2012 4:22 am
They All Concurred
They came, they saw, they concurred!
"It's been the best Olympics ever" I heard,
so if that wannabe president from over the sea,
wants to eat humble pie, then you know that's ok by me...
Meantime perhaps we should ask can he tell us all,
just "where is the beef?" in his political call?
Not that we're so bothered from right over here,
as our tiny isl...
Tuesday 21st August 2012 7:17 am
A Life Too Short
Some say life is too short - and I wish mine was taller,
but can we stretch it enough, and then stay fit to enjoy her?
Yes, I call life a 'her', it surely can't be a him,
it's beyond understanding, and can change with a whim...
©Rhumour
August 12th 2012
Sunday 12th August 2012 10:45 pm
Life's Towpath
We walked the canal towpath in a gentle summer haze,
watching a lock leak water that seemed to go on for days,
our collie was running ahead and kept turning to watch us dawdle,
but we were in no hurry then as time seemed to present no hurdle...
It was the mid eighties and we were just two lovers, with one dog,
marriage was fine as we were, holding hands with no r...
Monday 23rd July 2012 8:21 pm
Red Wine
Let us spill our red wine together,
abandon all concerns about stains.
Let us take a long drive together,
and get lost in the woodland lanes...
Our picnic will simply be of cheese & wine,
with a soft blanket to cushion the ground,
and when we spill that red wine on each other,
we'll lick it up & make some giggling sound...
Yes, let us spill our red wine togeth...
Monday 23rd July 2012 7:56 pm
no No NO NO!
Love is quite assuredly the only way,
as hatred never brings a bright new day,
we cannot make a future from reliving the past,
history clearly says those ways could never last,
death and destruction wastes the lives of innocents,
to carry on like that would just be moral impotence.
Make the world see that violence is little more than vile,
only with love ...
Thursday 19th July 2012 3:54 am
Conversations With An Angel
How many folk have ever had the chance,
to converse with an angel and to glance,
into the eyes of one who flies where they will,
one who we know will never swoop to make a kill...
Up amongst the eagles they may choose to fly,
and perhaps they share the falcon's sharper eye,
does greater vision let them know reasons why mankind,
seems ever ready to break their fellows in spir...
Sunday 10th June 2012 1:32 am
Worlds Apart
The real world is different for those born within strife,
if they are lucky they may grow to become husband or wife,
but for many, boy soldiers is what they were forced to become,
only eleven years old, but still their burden is to carry a gun.
How many live long enough to know that there are other ways,
within another country they wouldn't have been made militar...
Friday 8th June 2012 9:12 am
Our Own Realities
Do we construct our own realities,
with a view to make us feel alive,
could we even live in spartan times,
no we need much more to truly thrive.
So keep those illusions that we can control,
embed ourselves within their rosy frames,
ignore the chatter of the outer world,
ignore the silly ones that call us names.
In whichever part of the world yo...
Wednesday 6th June 2012 3:09 am
Arise Sir Pain
Arise Sir Pain, for it must be time you smote me again,
maybe I've had too many days out of the sun and the rain,
some change in the 'fluences that drive my pen to shriek,
will bend the moods I can portray & themes that I then seek.
Yes today a challenge is welcomed despite the ruptured peace,
tensioned tranquilities having their fevered needs to be released,
...
Sunday 25th March 2012 3:01 am
When I Wake...
When I wake in the morning, I want to embrace,
a certain great lady, with a smile on her face...
When I wake in the morning, my heart will express,
how I long to be with you, with my love to impress...
When I wake in the morning, the only riches I need,
are those you hold within you, so love can succeed...
When I wake in the morning, give my hand ...
Tuesday 20th March 2012 11:02 pm
Inseparably
Take my kindest thoughts with you as you dream,
and tomorrow perhaps we can compare the scene,
that those thoughts evoked in you and in me,
if they match then that really is pure poetry...
Another night our thoughts may be in another vein,
I should try taking yours to my pillow and then again,
in the morrow we can then exchange notes to see,
if we are tun...
Saturday 17th March 2012 3:37 pm
The Velvet Covers
In the cloak of midnight's fond caress,
we'll hold so tight to share the deepest kiss,
and while passions rise within that urgent embrace,
we will surely move onwards to some further bliss,
feel our fingers make slow movements to warmly trace,
the trembling outlines of each others heating form,
and moist lips pursue their path across a face,
that they will lear...
Thursday 8th March 2012 3:29 am
Disparate Friends
Forest deep,
forest dark,
buried secrets,
altered spark,
four by four,
plus one left,
no one noticed,
no one bereft.
Months gone by,
suspicions rise,
detection maybe,
no great surprise,
move the problem,
set it deeper still,
concrete solutions,
from an iron will.
Still fixated,
one digs around,
amongst f...
Monday 5th March 2012 10:39 pm
The Tint Of His Vision
He sobbed as he took her back into his hoping arms,
while we all pondered just exactly what were her charms,
not her shrilling voice - for that had been agreed by us all,
nor her drunken dances, when we would oft see her fall.
The worries we had were about the lenses which were used
to keep pink there in the picture while he was being so abused,
as she flaunt...
Tuesday 28th February 2012 4:02 am
Stark Distillation
A slight departure from my more usual styles......
Stark Distillation
Wilt thou distill my bleating heart
To extract the spirit of love within?
Bottled in glass will it smell of pine
As just now it must within my breast
Take it then and rid me of its odour
Soured by the heat of your betrayal
Leave me no trace to fester as I sle...
Monday 27th February 2012 2:21 pm
CCTV
CCTV - an alternative title is in the acrostic....
Coming around the damp corner he spotted her as the flickering
Orange glow from the street lamp glistened on her red plastic coat
Leaning back against it's post with one leg bent as her left foot
Dragged back until just the points of her toes contacted the
Cold wet concrete which pulsated with the dual vibration...
Saturday 25th February 2012 11:23 pm
Deep Recession
I was prompted to dig this one out by reading the piece Lyn Dye posted about Bankers...
Now edited a little, which might cover some points raised in comments below :-)
Deep recession brings depressions
Credit crunch too hard to munch
Should the banks take our possessions
When their brains were out to lunch
All their greed and daft lending ways
The blame belongs...
Saturday 25th February 2012 4:27 pm
Good Dreams, Bad Dreams
Dreams drifted freely through the atmosphere,
not knowing who would reach out to hold them near,
a random spice of vivid scenes there for all to view,
I wonder which were at one time picked by you?
Good dreams we flavour with images of our own,
making them personal as if by some seamstress sewn,
embroidered with pictures from our real life past,
are...
Wednesday 22nd February 2012 4:09 pm
The Myth Of The Perfect Man
The Myth Of The Perfect Man
The perfect man does not exist
And if he did would soon be kissed
By all those waiting for the event
So soon his energy would all be spent
Indeed his lips would be so chaffed
Swollen while his breath was gasped
Poor guy his chances seem so slim
No one would call him Lucky Jim
Without some clones ...
Monday 20th February 2012 10:17 am
Brothers Right Enough
There are those that say it's black,
and those that say it's white,
even those that say it's red,
and yes they all know they are right.
Who are we to say they're wrong,
each views from where they stand,
but for myself I'd like to say,
there are more colours close to hand.
Seek those out and you may then see,
a rainbow that is harder to shake...
Friday 17th February 2012 3:53 pm
The Day Of Sense
This England,
this melting pot - of all those people,
those that wish to start afresh and free.
We stand apart from Europe,
our small island packed so tight,
and yet more keep coming, some softly in the night.
Is it the chance for freedom
that makes them yearn to see,
if all that they have heard of us, could ever really be?
Througho...
Wednesday 15th February 2012 10:26 am
The Kissing Game
The bus stop was deserted when we dived in from the rain,
we shivered as we stood there, but had no breath left to complain,
for lips met lips in search of warmth and would not yield their gain,
those lips were very much possessed of passions we could never tame.
And as we blended body heat, the wind and rain were heard,
we heard it drumming on the roof, but both...
Tuesday 14th February 2012 7:01 pm
The Unknown Child
I am the unknown child the stork didn't bring,
my mother struck down during endless bombing,
no chance had I to ever see the light of dawn,
or graduate from milk to rusks made from corn.
The web can reveal the millions that died in war,
those that were soldiers and sailors and more,
the many others who died without raising a fist,
but who counted the babi...
Sunday 5th February 2012 8:31 pm
One World Soon
ONE WORLD SOON
One hope I have for my children
No hunger or fear in their lives
Every parent wants this, so that is no surprise
When will the world meet in honesty
Openly plan an end to all poverty
Remove the crowns from the commerce kings
Let morality stand proud within all our tradings
Don't let it take too long my friends
Seek...
Tuesday 31st January 2012 5:37 pm
Call Out
It is the pleasing duty of the poet,
to offer lines that can reach to many,
to those that share his views and passions,
and for lovers to recall when they have any,
quiet moments to share together and linger in the glow,
that only they can ever know in its fulsome depths,
which in their full hearts and minds will ever show.
So call out to your loved ones,
...
Monday 23rd January 2012 4:27 am
Wait For The Flag To Unfurl
So you come to me and say 'I'm free'
And you claim all your words are true
Then you run from me, saying 'Set me Free'
Such confusion is brought through you
And you claim all your words are true
Then you run from me, saying 'Set me Free'
Such confusion is brought through you
Some years I spent in quiet retreat
Without such strife if incomplete
Dont play these games no more with me
Far better I'm left to rot here in solitary
Without such strife if incomplete
Dont play these games no more with me
Far better I'm left to rot here in solitary
Each time you've run and turned again
And its ...
And its ...
Monday 16th January 2012 10:09 pm
One Planet, One People
One planet, one people,
one last chance to survive,
if we don't work together now,
just how will our children thrive?
Take a fresh look at the facts,
and think hard for a while,
it makes sense to adopt peace,
so we can all eat and smile.
There's nothing hard about sharing,
we just need to put aside all the junk,
that's destined for the...
Monday 16th January 2012 1:12 pm
Wish To Enthrall
My arms will enfold you under soft candle light,
your eyes glow and sparkle as we savour this night,
a time for two people to share as they will,
with many a moment to treasure and thrill.
Two people in love will always seek such times,
away from the world with it's nickels and dimes,
no hunger that they cannot sate in their den,
with a warming log fire a...
Sunday 15th January 2012 5:11 am
Recent Comments
Stephen Atkinson on Icarus
1 hour ago
Hélène on Applaud
2 hours ago
Hélène on For the helpless fallen fodder
2 hours ago
Hélène on you're a star
2 hours ago
Hélène on Heavenly Chat
2 hours ago
Tom Doolan on Who Do You Dink You Are
4 hours ago
Red Brick Keshner on Denial and Friends
15 hours ago
TOM MERTON on Getting my thoughts in a thinking twist!
16 hours ago
Marla Joy on Favorite Poet
17 hours ago
TOM MERTON on LIQUOURICE
18 hours ago