Locked behind Xanax bars; trapped between the ocean and stars
To rot away the life I have been given; to choose a life of opposition
For Unless one happened to stumble upon a key; I couldn't be, I know not what she
believes, only that through the drugs she sees
Through storms we sailed, across the ocean without fail, with glowing eyes that impale she is sure to turn heaven from hell
Friday 14th November 2014 1:19 am
Well, I never - poem by Joseph Robert: https://theopenmouse.wordpress.com/2014/10/28/joseph-robert/
Tuesday 28th October 2014 9:43 am
Tags: poem,poetry,poetry magazine,Poetry Scotland,The Open Mouse
A scratch on the back that send chills down your back
A smile that lit the darkside of the moon
No cares in the world
She whirled, twirled her hands till noon
Falling into the sand
Keeping the angel
BAck now aches with pain and regret
Moon is shaded with darkness and now seeking vengeance
More worried filled the world
Now standing ...
Thursday 25th September 2014 10:26 pm
Now that people are becoming more aware of my poetic efforts, interests are being expressed regarding the background of my poetry - in addition, to my spiritual muse. In this installment, I share the background and poem "In Remembrance of Grandma".
I recognize that most of you reading this article will not know much about my maternal Grandmother, other than what you're able to glean from this p...
Thursday 21st August 2014 6:20 pm
Tags: Background,behind the poem,In Remembrance of Grandma,Poem,poetry
Please don't go, leaving me up here all alone in the cold
Please don't go, no blanket, no hugs because your too "old"
Please don't go, too busy, too good, not childish enough for me to hold
Please don't go, I need you, my mommy, my sunshine my gold
Please don't go, I'm lost now, without you alone and covered in mold
You loved me, you held me until college came
Your boyfriend, your lipstick, you just wer...
Tuesday 19th August 2014 9:23 pm
When all the laughter stops, when it abides,
And all the tears of joy begin to dry,
When all the world looks up from aching sides,
And all the breathlessness allows a sigh.
A light, so brightly shining starts to wane,
But hidden out of sight, battles in vain.
When all the smiles are full, when they recede,
And straighten out into a furrowed frown,
When all the life in vibrancy concedes,
And from th...
Tuesday 12th August 2014 10:49 pm
Tags: Celebrity,death,Depression,Loss,Poem,Poetry,Robin Williams,Suicide,Tragedy
But one single bullet, from barrel to throat,
Choked and opened the wounds of the world,
Unfurled in the seat of a phaeton,
Played on like the most tragic of tragedies,
Greek in essence but eastern in substance,
As Sophie wilts in the lap of Austria,
A single shot through the heart of a continent,
The blood racing fast to the carriage beneath,
Signals the start of relentless war lines,
It is nothing, he ...
Monday 28th July 2014 11:51 pm
Tags: assassination,death,poem,remembrance,soldier,war,world war one,WW1,WWI
You always said you worried
For the ones you'd leave behind
And what they had to go through
As they watched your health decline
I never fully understood
How you found the strength to fight
Never once self pitying
Though you had every right
Never once did you complain
Or state life was unfair
Rejecting help because you felt
It better served elsewhere
The tears you shed wer...
Tuesday 22nd July 2014 10:48 am
If you were a dog
We'd have put you sleep
Before the loss of memory
And dragging of feet
Before the confusion
And constant frustration
Haunted with the knowledge
Your life would be taken
The jumbled speech
And declining sight
The fears that kept
You up at night
The lack of food
Going into your system
The morphine drip
And doctors inspections
The saddened look
Tired with ...
Sunday 20th July 2014 2:19 pm
I found a picture of you today
It rocked me to the core
Showing you smiling, full of life
Before your cancer war
It broke my heart to see it though
And made me question why
The ones who mean the most to us
Are taken before their time.
Filled with so much more to give
Oh how you spread your love
Always there for anyone
And never one to judge
You taught me vital lessons which
Sunday 20th July 2014 12:56 am
One more day I wanted
From the moment that you passed
One more conversation
To hear you talk and laugh
A year gone by already
And the void you left remains
This loneliness unbearable
Can't shift this fucking pain
I tried to drink and smoke myself
Into an early grave
Momentary respite from grieving
I still crave
But nothing numbs the feeling
Of a par...
Saturday 19th July 2014 11:48 am
No, there'll be no poem today.
I have a headache that won't go away.
It could be my blood pressure or tooth decay,
or maybe I just need some nasal spray,
But there'll definitely be no poem today.
Friday 4th July 2014 1:43 am
Words that get to bask in the beautiful light of the truth
Words loud enough to overcome the storms
Words that fold time into magical moments
Words that get to run free from their mouths
Words, the right ones put, in the right order
Words I am dying for you to understand
Words that never come to your lips or enter your ears
Words that fail us all and...
Monday 30th June 2014 6:56 am
Not another white nigger!
Was the statement thrown at me
By some un-evolved, knuckle dragging, pissed up mistake of humanity
In a Wetherspoons pub toilet
Spreading his intellectual views
I glanced to witness my aggressor
And saw him pissing on his shoes.
I should take him more seriously I thought
After seeing what he'd done
Please teach me sir all you have learned
Sunday 15th June 2014 3:03 pm
The photo is the poem, and it is called we can escape. It is about love and adventure.
Friday 25th April 2014 4:09 pm
Tags: adventure,appreciating life,daily poem,free verse,free write,inspiration,love,love poetry,passion,poem,poems,poetry,poets,rhyme,rhyme poetry,wisdom,young love,youth
I wrote this second edition at the suggestion of M.C. Newberry
Wednesday 16th April 2014 2:04 pm
Tags: Brevette,Poem,second world war
I keep telling myself not to take it so serious
All this time wasted and I’m left delirious
As old as bones and as cold as stones
Now I’m not sure I should be left alone
Free to think of me with wealth
Drunk, stoned and stupid
And in perfect health
Step out the door
Leave the brain on the shelf
Tonight I don’t see it being much help
A thought there then here
‘What was that?’
Saturday 12th April 2014 3:25 am
Tags: amateur,dark,night,night out,poem,self loathing
A Memory of Schooldays
Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir, ...
Thursday 27th February 2014 5:29 pm
Tags: cargo,history,John Masefield,poem,ships,the ocean
What dark threads did you choose, my Mother,
To weave on the loom of your life, For you loved gold and silver, my Mother,
And I remember your singing and laughter.
I remember your courage, my Mother,
For you were always in pain;
And I remember your fear.
You never swerved from the straight, my Mother,
Though you struggled on a stony road.
What was the cost of your choice...
Friday 21st February 2014 12:14 pm
Once in land far away
Was a woman
she knelt to pray
She prayed for a child who could be
The key to a new dawn of ages
The baby was conceived
Naturally of course
By union of bodies
By lustful souls
The scrolls foretold the child would grow to be
A pawn in the game of prophecy
A son of the goddess
Her diamond ,glowing bright in the sky
But there woul...
Sunday 9th February 2014 5:12 pm
Tags: alienpoet,epic,finale,Land faraway,poem,poetry,story
Born of a ducks egg
Hatched by a toad
The dread cockatrice uses wherwell priory as its abode
Don't be caught by its steely glare
Or be made into stone statue
If it catches you with it's eyes
So don't look run
Or be overcome
It eats and causes destruction wherever it flies
So watch the skies with fearful eyes
But wait a man called green
Seeks the four acre reward
He polishes a pie...
Sunday 9th February 2014 5:08 pm
Tags: cockatrice,dan hooks poet poetry alienpoet,poem,poetry,wherwell priory
Some Advice From Edwina Currie, Former MP
Don’t give thanks
for local food banks
the emotionally needy
the tattooed dog owners
Friday 7th February 2014 10:16 pm
Tags: Edwina Currie,Opinion,Poem,Rant
Monday 27th January 2014 5:16 pm
Tags: aloneness,dark nights alone,memories,men,musing,Nostalgia,poem,poetry,sensual,thought
Her face was peppered with white powder,
The prouder part of her slender frame
Lay still, a weary head on a pillow
By an open window four floors away.
Eyes of glass catch hazed reflections
From the direction of London lamps
Lighting themselves one by one,
But she does not smile at their amber gleam
Whilst the seams of her soul come undone.
Vague melt solidifies natures crime scene.
Unheard screams echo thro...
Thursday 23rd January 2014 12:02 pm
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