Sweetness fills my senses
As my tongue rolls around you
Savouring your taste
As my mouth gently engulfs your contours
Relishing every second until
Finally releasing your zesty finish
Sunday 14th February 2016 8:49 pm
Also by Pixievic:Humans & Poets | Somewhere | In Crisis | Poet Brain (30w) | Just in Time | A Whisper from the Moon | Your Words (Haiku) | Aftermath |
“All shall be well, and all shall be well and all manner of thing shall be well.”
â Julian of Norwich - Revelations of Divine Love
we had asked for no visitors for the first few days
and none came
as through colostrum tears
and showers of gurgling sparks
such a comet that had never been seen before
struck the cold hard ground i walked
Sunday 14th February 2016 8:35 pm
Also by Stuart Buck:lightning | gingko | ensorcelled | window | ak | witness | 6/8/45 | dog | ash | last | library | s/t/r/o/b/e (a haiku) |
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Distance shots or tap-ins from the six-yard box
He’s leading from the front as Spurs turn back the clocks
We’re heading for the title helped by Alli and Son
Sunday 14th February 2016 8:32 pm
Also by John Coopey:THE RANKING | WITH DAVE ON OUR SIDE | MY BEST FRIEND | 70m DASH |
We went east on the Thames
black tunnel of night
into the mysterious pools of night
on the Silver Barracuda
played the songs of Ry Cooder and George Benson
then the dancing took over,
YMCA thundered through the salty hull
as yuppies, ad-men
celebrated their new found culture
The roof opened, underbellies of bridges strode by;
for the mus...
Sunday 14th February 2016 7:37 pm
Also by ray pool:A BAROMETER FALLS | THOUGHT FORMS | ANTIQUE DEALERS | RAILWAY NOSTALGIA | FIRE BABY | COTSWOLD STONE VILLAGES | MUSICIANS ON THE MOVE | IN THE PIZZA EXPRESS TRINITY ROAD WANDSWORTH | A RESTORER'S LOT |
Awoke troubled from a crazy dream felt so real
Feels like something ain't right here and that's not fine with me
Clothes shelter food smalls lennon hicks
Why's does hidden knowledge exist?
Does reality need saving?
Check you're facts worship false idols
Act popular. Mod cons. Goodbye nice try
Spiralling out of control
Thanks giving in isolation
Sunday 14th February 2016 7:04 pm
Aussies are so clever!
because they can stand upside down
and still be upright at the same time!
Stef Wilde Feb 2016
Sunday 14th February 2016 6:16 pm
Also by Patricia and Stefan Wilde:Gottle'o'geer | hIDiNg | In the corridors of after light | Pouring of the hearts | Striped and spectorial | Knife edge | Avoidance of scotch mist | Water music | Prophecy | Born to be Wilde | Rough diamond | Cumulous & Co. | Midnight in Shouldbepulleddown Street | Mr Dark and I | Dying days menu |
Sunday 14th February 2016 6:11 pm
Tags: Not red stains round the bath again!
She whispers an aberration,
with mouth of soot stained metal.
Pointing out deluded self-doubt,
muzzling lies with targeted fire.
Seizing breath without sound,
at least four Turks and a Russian
With little or no repercussion.
Synapsed heart from sharp to steel.
Drinking shots after taking shots,
murdering time as it flies fast home,
past window of his decamped rea...
Sunday 14th February 2016 4:28 pm
Tags: Katypoetess, reservist, special forces
Also by Katypoetess:Las Vegas | The Temptation of St Anthony II |
I hope it rains on Valentine's Day.
I hope it rifles down, a drench
like little bullets splitting skulls,
a hammering of hail,
a siling, sleety deluge
to piss on the parade,
douse the day in tears,
like a very strange, wet fire.
Alright. Okay - I take it back.
I hope there's sunshine -
and lots of it -
I hope it cracks the pavements,
spills from skies like ...
Sunday 14th February 2016 1:02 pm
I was blinded by the glorious light
My world was surely out of sight
Have no more strength left to fight
Wide awake in the dead of the night
Screaming in the silence out loud
Entombed in a corpse like shroud
Just want to make you happy and proud
Join you on your heavenly cloud
Together we will watch the sunrise
You are a guardian angel in disguise
Let me dive swim an...
Sunday 14th February 2016 12:41 pm
Since I cannot that lover prove
shall I conspire to villainy?
For in the shadow’s of blinded mirrors
where words I speak are hid,
not one exists who stands un-withered
of whom I could myself not rid.
For all their weak eyed sentiment,
crouching backbones bent
not one could match the wrath of me,
or reveal to her what lovers see.
Sunday 14th February 2016 12:04 pm
Tags: love, Tragedy, unrequited love, vow
Also by Wolfgar:No spring day this | Edward Burra | Tremor's | Cathedral | The virtue of silence | Eternity's sunrise | Stolen | The impatient lighthouse | An ending | Peppermint tea with Gavin Bryars | A Mother | Un-slaved | Beyond the coriolis | Reflections on enforced separation | < = > |
I’m gonna be so pretty for you,
As one layer falls off and tumbles to the ground -
Hugging your feet
Like a lash of waves.
I’m gonna be so pretty for you,
Let me be pretty for you,
I will be the prettiest I’ve ever been,
As one layer of flesh peels off, along with her clothes.
One layer of soft lips melts from her features -
Layers and layers till...
Sunday 14th February 2016 11:56 am
Tags: beauty, destruction, gender, human, insecurity, layers, sex, subconscious, unconscious, unravelling
Also by Alexandra Parapadakis:Blood Knot | Grisly Girl |
Late in the night
whispering of silk.
Wholly a lovers occasion.
This,as Cupid launches
one arrow in a golden arc
to signal his cause
of creating paradise.
Sunday 14th February 2016 10:39 am
Also by Jemima Jones:distanced | impotent | Passing through | Chain cutting | Late pre Winter stroll | Assuming in mono vision | Towards rejuvenation | Ideal hunk | Void | In the headlights | Dirty girl! |
Infatuation here behold
A poet with his morning brew,
Compiling lists of similes
To illustrate his love for you.
He brings to mind your haunting face,
That none would say was bland or plain,
Which once observed, is always there;
Forever seared into the brain.
Round casements set below the brow,
Is how he now compares your eyes,
That like two bright celestial...
Sunday 14th February 2016 9:54 am
Also by Jonathan Humble:Doris Loves Sid xxx |
It wasn’t the music that drew him,
not at first, but the shape it made
on a stand and the way it took
the light, staring back at him
from the pawnshop window.
And so he decided then and there
he’d learn to play it, taking
for granted his gift and the right
he’d have to cradle it
once he had mastered the keys.
Those first uncertain months
it yapped and whi...
Sunday 14th February 2016 9:48 am
Also by David Cooke:Wolfram | Manganese |
It’s so nice to receive your greeting,
From so far away,
I’ve often felt you tickle,
As Earth and Moon do play.
But I suppose cus you’re mostly constant,
And tugging at my feet,
It’s easy to ignore you,
And not feel your heavy beat.
You make such a big impression,
Fine grains in vast clouds you entrap,
And enormous globes entwine and swirl,
At your magic ...
Sunday 14th February 2016 9:28 am
Tags: gravity, nature, space
Also by Peter Ray:Aberaeron (after the storm) |
Five and six
With my sheet
Saturday 13th February 2016 8:06 pm
Also by Lynn Hamilton:Croutons of Guilt | A Whiff | format | EQUILIBRIUM | normal |
Saturday 13th February 2016 6:52 pm
Also by David Franks: Walkabouts Verse:WALKABOUTSVERSE 20 of 230, E.G: CHINA & INDIA IN 1988 |
Life must be held suspended in a glance
That moves backwards, forwards, holding
Your life together, ceaselessly
Reminding that you are
Something; this thing.
You stop looking: You fall
From a vacant gaze
Into vacant skies
Or even less.
That time is now and truth outside
You can assent to abstractly,
While the watchman in your eyes
Saturday 13th February 2016 4:22 pm
I took a few shots of the Unpicked-Restitched exhibition at St Mary's Stockport on Thusday night.
This one demonstrates the extent of our involvment...!
Saturday 13th February 2016 3:47 pm
Also by Stockport WoL:February 2016 Collage Poem |
and the liquid
and gentle oak
The lips poised
mind and soul are
Saturday 13th February 2016 12:40 pm
Tags: birthday, wine
Also by David Lindsay:Census Report |
My gentle love tends shoots and tender leaves
where she occupies this enchanted mind.
There her busy hands make her cloth; hear her
word sprung from her heart to my loving heart!
Of this world I can imagine, my thoughts
yet linger on black trees cracked in storms.
And dark floods rising unforseen I fear
while biding clay jars trust they'll not fragment.
So to my stronge...
Saturday 13th February 2016 12:06 pm
Also by ADAM WHITWORTH:Valentine | Haiku | Flowers On The Ground | In The Old Fence-Post Was A Perfectly Round Hole. | Stars |
Big Rabbit Sonnet
Giant rabbits are not cute as you think when they
are in a group then they sneer at us and make funny
noises aping human speech, they live in the forest
across the road and frightens hunting dogs.
The small village where I live is almost empty people
have either died or moved to old folks home where
they live three people in each room and get beans and
Saturday 13th February 2016 11:28 am
Also by jan oskar hansen :the twilight zone | Extolling the great | dead canines in Spain | murderous laughter | truth be told | wonderful Scandinavia | wildfire | wildfire | Morpheus`s kiss | Marvellous life | the lay of the land |
So is the unyielding weight of the world,
But a symbol of our own demise,
Binding us to the planet on which we walk,
Keeping us far from the reach of the skies.
Though, if we so choose to drop what we hold,
And see how it's caused us much pain,
The way may be shown, if our spirits were grown,
And we'd let go and dance in the rain.
(If we stay on our path of comfort and ease,
Friday 12th February 2016 7:46 pm
Also by Eric:The Journey's Just Begun |
Another one of those nights
It's 3am and we're still screaming
I try to hold them back
But the tears they just keep streaming
We hurt each other for no reason
Just to be the last to get a dig in
I don't want to do this anymore
But refuse to be the one who gives in
Until I can't take it anymore and cry...
Baby take that back
I know you don't mean it
Friday 12th February 2016 7:16 pm
Also by Nicole:Time | Richard |
Life by the beach
students on fire
chicks with tattoos
streets filled with hope and crank
the guy from Hawaii is the coolest
away from mom and dad
high school was so yesterday
party at the Bob Marley house
after party in the morning
beer belly and whiskey dick
fake tits and nipple rings
warm beer and cold pizza
mac and cheese fill...
Friday 12th February 2016 4:32 pm
Tags: beach, California, College, Social Observations, society alcohol, Student
Also by Eric Broke:Sleepy | By the Bay | When we speak | They | It falls |
Expect us not to believe
You could miraculously fetch
Water with a sieve!
Till we return to dust
You, nothing better than a rust,
Could not quench our thirst.
Without combing out lechers
That spare not even the broke
Or the stone to siphon
Rather has an impact adverse,
For it is allowing few
Nation's wealth unfairly amass
At a cost of harm to
The credulous and ...
Friday 12th February 2016 6:17 am
Tags: corruption, tax
Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:Inequalities of all shades(revised) | Inequalities of all shades(revised) | Ego-rocking words | Must Your Gratitude Be A Knife? |
My words sometimes flow
Like a torrent, Like a sieve
Hope to inspire
It's not too cold, it's not to hot
Friday 12th February 2016 2:36 am
Tags: Haiku, Poems, senyru
Also by Shirley Smothers:Depressed Haiku, sort of |
There Is No Enemy
Don’t surround yourself with negative people!
Tones of propaganda and brainwashing
Committed to the none committed
Let’s take a good look at what
This cliché known as Earth expects,
Expects of each and every citizen,
Citizens born upholding compassion,
Now trained in each and every kind
Thursday 11th February 2016 10:38 pm
In order to mark Children’s Mental Health Week (8th – 15th Feb. 2016) I have gathered together my personal collection of pieces related to depression et al in the hope that some crumbs of comfort can be gleaned and passed on. Please see the SAMPLES section of my profile.
Thursday 11th February 2016 9:08 pm
Also by Rob J Mann:Spin on This | Haiku: Punxsutawney Phil | Haiku: Carpet of Crocus | Silent Witness 2 (Supernova) | Haiku: SAD |
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Nods are due to K. Mellanby for inspiring the tune, Marcie Summers for the vocal,
and Pete Dymond for the arrangement of my song.
Thursday 11th February 2016 5:43 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:FUEL FOR THOUGHT | AUSTERITY |
Like a fish outa water a were
When I went to America
Strollin down the Walk of Fame
Tryin not tu step ont Stars' Names
When a went to America
Meetin Charlie Chaplin
Oh wot a to do
An im from Batman
Cant remember is name; can you?
When a went to America
Oh that massage parlour; wot a palarva
Think ad teken a wrong turnin somehow
A was such a silly cow...
Thursday 11th February 2016 2:05 pm
And as I ran, as I kept running, I noticed that the wave that had crested over the hill was made of deeper and deeper water. Every time I look forward, the beach seemed longer, so I would try to run closer to the outside edge of the rocks. I looked back, and the water was getting closer, deeper, more powerful in its white spray -- a swirling, leaping, downwards pull that, if it didn't drown me, wo...
Thursday 11th February 2016 9:38 am
Tags: white water fear
Also by Zach Dafoe:mulholland (01/30/2016) | winter shuffle (01/31/2016) | goldenrod monologue (02/97/2016) | caps lock purge (02/05/2016) | weren't odessa 3 (01/09/2015) |
Junior doctors we are very proud of you . You give us the strength and the will to battle through . Never turn your backs on us , never say not now . Without your help , where would we be . We have to let you know . Your dedication is so needed , your caring so intense . You cannot care for others , if your tired you need your strength . You cannot switch off like others can do , nor can you ever...
Thursday 11th February 2016 6:19 am
Also by Wendy Higson:Paying Our Way |
I saw a video image of myself today
Making recordings of readings and I creatively
Design the whole affair
But I saw myself sitting there
And I saw It
Like the answer to a sadist prayer
Sitting there on my face
I saw the discomfort and the pain
That was promised was not written
That couldn’t be seen
In my eyes
Come out like hate an...
Thursday 11th February 2016 5:23 am
Also by Rachel Bond :miracle |
Mind is on a journey
Seeking no destination
But to be comfortable with where it lands.
Thursday 11th February 2016 3:45 am
This woman in black
This flitty bitty girl
With bouffant mad hair
Eye shadow and lips
This long lost soul
Always, always on the go
No luck in love
No luck with drugs
Cracked up on smack
Booze and fags
This little girl
Who had every thing
But not enough to be her saving grace
With little choice
Wednesday 10th February 2016 11:05 pm
Also by Martin Elder:Drowned |
Where yesterday, they lay unbound within
that pit of joy: skipping pleasure's eye shone:
processing o'er the virgin stars of night.
Uncleaved, the fruit, no cloven star reveals
but split between it's equal parts, seen
in critical comprehension; what perfect
in created form: forms patterns accidental.
As the bud yields to the bee, craving the light
it opens fully in it's natural innocence: ...
Wednesday 10th February 2016 10:29 pm
Also by jeremy young:ecce homo | the muslim's tale xviii | the muslim's tale xvii | the muslim's take xvi | the muslim's tale xv | the muslim's tale xiv | the muslim's tale xiii | the muslim's tale xii | the muslim's tale xi | the muslim's tale x | the muslim's tale ix |
a ripple in time
in the muddy waters of life.
Grey faces standing at the bus stop,
A watery sunset glows, pinkly golden,
I walk past and breath life into the scene
with a vapour of hope
escaping from my mouth,
lips stretching in a smile.
Wednesday 10th February 2016 8:06 pm
Tags: Dusk, happiness, life, sunset
Also by Jill Ashforth:The Waiting Room by Tindersticks |
A brightly guttering light draws me to the window.
Raindrops rebound from the sputtering street,
As a solitary, hunching figure runs, splashing, towards a waiting car,
Clutching a coat collar at the neck.
A grumbling bass growls in the darkness.
I look up again as the sky is slashed
With a streaking, silvery laceration.
A dissonant dull roaring again rolls across the sky,
Wednesday 10th February 2016 4:06 pm
Also by Trevor Alexander:Of Starlings | Poets Anonymous | They Are Not Gone | Event Horizon |
black lines under her eyes
tear stained pillow by the end of the night
and the smell of his cologne
lingering in the air for only a fraction of a second longer
for the day that she can let go and run
out of the dark mass some call heartbreak
when she can faithfully proclaim
that she will start the next day
and end it with a dry pillow in sight
Wednesday 10th February 2016 6:00 am
Tags: breakups, love, sadness
Can You Smile
While Eyes Still Groggy
Was Your Signature
Set Clocks Back
Seemed They Were Done
This Time Ticking
Wind Whispers Memories
Wednesday 10th February 2016 4:40 am
Also by GeeProcessor:TWO WORDS | POOF | NEEDY | UNICYCLE | FOOLSCAP | GOT LIFE? | THOSE DAMN DUCKS |
4:45 in the morning
a distant freight’s horn is blowing
at every street as a warning
get out of the way it’s saying
the market's wheels are still turning
I’m eating but still worrying
like hamsters waiting to be sold
to pad the pet store’s bank’s billfold
but I’m not valuable to hold
because I’m on my way to old
and my mind’s rebelliously bold
and I don’t believe w...
Wednesday 10th February 2016 3:04 am
Lay him on an ocean
Rock him on a wave
Cradle his sweet head
against the tempests and the raves
He’s the one who lifts me up
When I am going down
Give him peace and paradise
Or I will surely drown
Cover him with love
To keep him dry and warm
Look down from above
Behold the angel in my storm
Wednesday 10th February 2016 1:51 am
Also by R Miller:Cloud Watching | Gasping | Reminders |
I went window shopping a couple of weeks ago, not planning on parting with any cash, but then, I saw these beauties. Three thoughts flashed in a state of instant wild excitement: 1. Starman. 2. Noel Fielding. 3. Give them to me nowwwwww! And then I thought of this - ENJOY!
I will wear them down the pub
I will shop in them at Sainsburys
I went to a book launch in them last week
Tuesday 9th February 2016 9:59 pm
Tags: fashion, new boots, noel fielding, school, starman
Also by Anna Ghislena:Feedback |
The demons swim where no one sees,
But no one hear their ill-lighted screams,
Instructions so inlawful and oblique,
Heard by no one except from me.
I see the word guilt but what does it mean?
Seems like a fictional desire that I won't feel,
No conscience to stop me from doing wrong,
A knife in my hand as they sing their twisted song.
Is it too late to say sorry now that the...
Tuesday 9th February 2016 9:35 pm
Tags: child murder, cold blooded, dark, Death row, Execution, free verse, mur, Psychology, psychopath
Also by Bethany Mae:The Psychopath | The Psychopath | The Psychopath | The Psychopath |
this hug is for when
the roof caves in
the walls depart
and the void within
crushes your heart
this hug is for when
the dark creeps in
you cry at night
and the hurt within
blocks out light
this hug is for when
the day steps in
all exhaustion filled
and the tiredness within
makes you cold and chilled
this hug is for when
the roof caves in
the dark creeps in
and the day ste...
Tuesday 9th February 2016 8:10 pm
Also by Colin Hill:insignificant haiku | McPigeons | come rescue me | I had this dream | On Crwbin | little blonde boy blues | "a pillow of winds" | losing things |
I've noticed recently how many more people listen to the message of a poem if I put a tune to it, so here's a recording with music.
They told me when I started school
I had to join a line.
There's one for girls and one for boys
I asked them which was mine.
They asked me if my mother raised
A daughter or a son,
They sent me to the corner, where
I made a line of one.
And the line for the gi...
Tuesday 9th February 2016 5:45 pm
Diving in deep
Escaping the estuary
On the littoral
Wiping off persona
with the towel of horizon
In the sacred sands
Reflection of her
Salinity of the Sea
Entangled raven hair-locks
Murmuring moist lips
Bosom hooked in shells
And scaled turquoise tail
Words of wisdom
Learned in the
Kingdom of Marines
Safe from sharks
Familiar fins and gills
Shall not ...
Tuesday 9th February 2016 3:06 pm
In a bitter late winter’s light
On a smoggy backdrop of the sun’s goodnight
Score of arcade pop and sirens sound
Cameras clicking and public astound
Consume the scene, they flock, they swarm
The show is now and now they perform
Like cooling tea in morning sun
They stroke the surface then swirl up as one
Tiny fibres, they vibrate the same
The silent mu...
Monday 8th February 2016 5:27 pm
Also by Isabel Hope:The Mixture's right |
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