Nicola Beckett on big lots (3 hours ago)
Falling down assisted by
9.2 meters per second.
Tears heading downward cried.
Spots on the face beckon.
Falling feathers for the face.
Salted rivulets embrace
Nooks and crannies of the face.
Cascading at a steady pace
Familiar to the human race.
Tears born in scary place.
Is there anyone who never cried
Oops I just espied
over there they ...
Wednesday 15th July 2020 2:55 am
Also by Phil Kay:The holy pipes of Dublin | Mental Health | Standing Still Stoned | Everyone has a story | Homage to Shane Macgowan | Your reflection on ice! | Kill Them All | Hung by a thread | They're only words. | C:\ for the brain | Jack Dempseys bar New York 1980 | Granddad. |
He left me all alone
He didn't mean to make me feel so alone, abandoned
But he's damaged me, abandoned me
There's a cotton candy sky begging my attention
No one is ever here to take care of me
I turn my face away
No one ever listens
The cricket's hum verifies that I'm all alone
Wednesday 15th July 2020 1:54 am
Also by VHH:Blissful ignorance | Woman |
In internal agony i writhe
And the sky bleeds
As if god painted it red
My demons invite
But how much can i resist
Should i let go
And see what conspires
My mind cries out
But the birds chirp and twitter away
Unknowing to my suffering and silent cries
To them it's a new day full of opportunities
To me another morning of survival and being alive
Like a walking corpse
That can't remember...
Wednesday 15th July 2020 1:41 am
Also by Wanya Sinha:Sin and Me | Love for Hate | The Story of My Strife: Living With Borderline Personality Disorder | Of Hatred and the Worldly Ways | Pain and the World's View of It |
Glowing windows stepping their ways down and terracing
the valley hillsides, flickering in the distance like fireflies
until surrendering to the superior congregation of darkness.
Sheep, effigies of godliness, whitely contrasting with the tenebrous gloom
bleating vocal anthologies of pitifulness.
An Owl unfolds and paley ascends
predatorily ghosting the wind whispered f...
Wednesday 15th July 2020 1:18 am
Also by Mr LEON STOLGARD:Romanyesque | Silent siren | The penny drops! | The possibility of endangering a gentleman's genitalia | A words inside words hunt with my new thinking albeit ( as yet ) unsuccessful self | Praising the old Masters | Dreaming of a dream | Those ever useful off-cuts! | Downturn | The old unanswerable question | Bombshell of suddenly imposed singularity | And in the right hand corner Leon ' raging bull ' Stolgard! | Back into the realms of madness! | Barefaced cheek! | Condoning devilry | A poem from the book of me |
Two springs we drink from, since the days we met:
one is a silver stream – a draught brings joy,
tranports me far to fields that never cloy,
where drowsed on flowers I would time forget;
nearby – the next brings sorrow and regret:
turns fire to ice – turns to a scornful toy
a former love, whose charms now but annoy -
turns days awry, by sudden storms upset.
The lake of pass...
Tuesday 14th July 2020 10:51 pm
Ah, the tip of the straw gripped by your teeth
I move you gently. You are asleep.
You have a little money but enormous dignity.
You live in a caravan and poach for the pot.
You are silent about the past.
Let sleeping dogs lie.
You were born into misfortune
But that was in another country and, besides, the wench is dead.
Your arrows for your bow, a boat made from old furniture,
Tuesday 14th July 2020 10:11 pm
Also by John E Marks:Glimpse | For Kassia: a Bold and Beautiful Byzantine poet | A Sufi saint prepares to meet his death | The speech of angels | Vestiges | INDEPENDENCE DAY | FOOTLOOSE |
There once was a man called Katie
who said to the world
go hate me
I know what’s inside.
I’ve cried and told lies
to me , myself and my god
It’s not that I don’t care
to be like that
would be quite rare
What I’m trying to say
I now face each day
being the girl
that I know
lives in my
Tuesday 14th July 2020 9:53 pm
Also by Katie Wilson:I liked you | Heaven on Earth | Mr Nobody | Katie Changing Attitudes | Dinosaurs | A moment in Time | What do you Think ? |
A Tanka and a Haiku dealing with emotions about not seeing your parents in four months since before the virus started
The night before your first journey in almost four months to your parents before the virus started (A Tanka)
Suffocated in worry
Your first journey in
Almost four months hangs
In your dreams the night before
Crossmarking warnings in fear.
Reflections on the way to visit your parents for the first time after nearly four months after not seeing them since before the virus started (A...
Tuesday 14th July 2020 9:48 pm
Also by Andy N:Hopeless Rescue | A Haiku about returning to the beaches when it is safe to go there again. |
Her boss, while attempting to flirt,
Rubbed himself up the back of her skirt,
She cried to him: "Stop it,
Or else I will chop it
Off, which will certainly hurt."
Tuesday 14th July 2020 5:46 pm
Also by branwell kent:St Bartholomew's | Hello, World | A Fight In The Library | Horse Nonsense | Unlikely Nonsense | The Secret Of A Long Life | True Story | Mea Culpa | How We Won The War | Body Language |
The elixir was a disappointment
as the mirror reflected no noticeable change
I stared glumly as good money had been wasted
not one blemish had been removed
nor one wrinkle concealed or subdued
I had vigorously rubbed it all in, lavishly so
a few drops had even caressed my tongue
Fuelled with enthusiasm I was now dejected
all had been in vein, a useless...
Tuesday 14th July 2020 5:40 pm
Also by keith jeffries:A Common Wealth | The Prodigal Son | We are lost |
He saw her lying there seductively –
it moved him as he said, ‘Are you
ready for love?’ In those words of
a well known piece of popular music
He had been watching through the
bedroom window at a world of nature –
agile blue tits and the droning bees,
‘In your dreams’ she said and he could
have sworn she might have added
something else, about an ode to...
Tuesday 14th July 2020 5:26 pm
Also by Philipos:WAITING FOR DAWN | DIVESTMENT | THE BENDS | CATS | COOING | WEYMOUTH | REVERSE CHARGES | CHOPS | (untitled) | VISITATION | NIPPING OUT | SPACE | TIME SIGNALS | HALLMARKS | MASKS OR CASKS | THORNBURG CHRONICLES | IMPACT | TICKLED BY ROSE | BLUE SKY ON WATER | LAGUNA | LOCATIONS | WARD NOTICE | A BLUEY FOR DON | ARUBA | DIFFERENCES |
We walk in silence.
As God’s rays break through the cotton candy clouds.
And shine on the hills on the horizon. ...
Tuesday 14th July 2020 5:17 pm
Also by Isobel O'Donnell:Hope | A Broken Mirror | Fever | The Fawns |
My dream girl- Her
Tuesday,14th July 2020
Love the lady you like
and strike the discordant note
that always hits your mind
and finds no other
why eyes search everywhere?
and get fears
to lose them somewhere
and never tog et from anywhere
what has she so special?
as a good and kind individual!
lovely face and attractive smile
anybody would want ...
Tuesday 14th July 2020 5:11 pm
Also by Jadia4708au:Herculean task and | Inhale fragrance | Politics- Dirty game | Full guarantee | Welcome the change | Nobody on earth-poet | Liberty to stay | Work for the | With sturdy silence | Pitiable condition | COVID-19- Dangerous situation | No guilt feeling | Test of wine | Invisible enemy-Corona | Speak not a word | My sweetheart | Lay a wreath | Forgive them all | Hopelessness | In the true context | God is omnipresent | Real human beings | Beautiful reminder | Lifelike, bubble | Poets & readers | No place-lies | Words & inspiration | Where from? | Life self-confidence | So many questions | Human to err | Jealous poets-Poem Hunter | Mild aspect | Wrath & Anger | Father-with an alert eye |
Today I pull up the drawbridge
None may enter
Today I go to the mountain
None may find me
Today I commune with nature
None may follow
Today I bid adieu for a while
None may know
Tuesday 14th July 2020 4:16 pm
Also by email@example.com:Questioning | Endless Possibilities | What About Me? | Tales To Tell | Some People | Observed On My Travels | Dragons | The Jacket |
(put a five letter word in the gaps, if you dare!)
For this I could be called a ............ guard now.
Perhaps put on a ...........list even though
I can't be .................balled, not being
a worthy member of any exclusive club.
Can I still ........... out, or am I obliged to faint?
When asked ............. or white? for coffee
how do I refuse the first, If I prefer the...
Tuesday 14th July 2020 3:47 pm
Also by Jennifer Malden:Survivor | A visit to Vulcan |
I dreamt I was a brand
People sprayed me, ate me
To their friends
There was some controversy
About how healthy I was
But the marketing department
Told me this was an advantage
And I went everywhere
On both sides of the conflict
I left a good impression
I didn’t need product placement
One day things turned
And I was denounced
I plunged and
Took a job in...
Tuesday 14th July 2020 3:02 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:Lizzy MD, Patron Saint of the Inappropriate | Decades | Rugged Individualisms | Moving | Men’s Feelings | Young Musicians |
I don't wish to write anymore
Tuesday 14th July 2020 2:06 pm
Also by Bluesky.girl:Life battles - evil vs. good | Relaxing experience | I'm me | The power | Be a lion | Paths | Addicted to you | Acrobatic mind | Always my hero | For my only one | the aisles of happiness | Its time for fun | For my everything | Wishes renewed | Ruinous | Patiently await the hour | If | Uneclipsed | Crying😭 | Death | "My last love poem" | Not a poem 2 | Not a poem | Visitors | Don't go | Satiated | Broken trust | Droplets | Moongirl.in.nowhere.land | Entangled | Moongirl.thehulk | Soar to success |
Alas poor Boris.
He's out of his depth.
He lives under a mushroom.
His mind is sieved of ideas.
He's lead by impulsive behaviour.
Habitually blurts out policies on the hoof.
Yesterday Boris confidently rejected ideas adopted by others.
Today he embraces them as sound concepts.
Surely this is no way to run a chip shop?
Yet the gormless Boris merrily bungles thro...
Tuesday 14th July 2020 12:59 pm
Also by Abdul Ahmad:Play temptation | Equilibrium of mind | Rosy future | A banquet spread out in the night sky | The mirror only now reflects | Monkeys filled the vacuum | A well planned return |
there’s nothing to see
isn’t that the real problem
avoiding the unseen, the invisible
not knowing where to look
everything feels dangerous
worth a second glance
a wide berth
we become isolated
we appear furtive, uncomfortable
spurned amateur bandits
speaking only with o...
Tuesday 14th July 2020 12:35 pm
This Virus song
goes on and on
it won't go way
so we play along
It will not end
so in between
We did as told
accepted our fate
we didn't complain
now it's too late
Like sheep we followed
as they changed the law
how we went along when
we should have said Bah!
Tuesday 14th July 2020 12:27 pm
Also by d.knape:Night Visitor | TURTLES | When I Write A Poem | MASKS | Retrieving The Morning Paper | Managing Your Beard | Free Speech | REFERRAL ORDER | Mirror Image | Wiped Out | Salt Of The Earth | BEING BRIEF |
SQUEEZE THE DAY
like a boxer
in a featherweight fight
as a kite
when the mood's
moon hangs low
in the night
feel my spirit
in life's ocean
got my oar
to and fro
no stop sign
Tuesday 14th July 2020 12:16 pm
Also by cindylee loucks:WALTZ | QUESTION |
Amputation & Education
Some wounds won’t scab over
As some wounds never heal
They are infected by colonial blades
That hot irons won’t seal
Puss filled abominations
tainted by avarice and greed
you cannot absolve the guilty knife
whilst open wounds still bleed
You say ‘history was not written in pencil,
You cannot rub it out’
It’s not what it was written ...
Tuesday 14th July 2020 12:08 pm
Also by Ian Whiteley:One Hundred Days In Plague Town | Insomniac | Six Grandfathers | Marketplace | Spells | Old Vic | Needles & Thread | We Never Suspected A Thing | You Could Own An Upright Piano |
I was out for an eye test when we met
We stood there, chastened, two old lags
It must have been quite thirty years
You couldn't see her eyes for bags
Straight off, I grasped her clammy hand
She blinked at me, looked even sadder
When out of guilt I blurted out:
"Did you ever see about your bladder?"
She'd had it since the twins came
It meant our love life did a ...
Tuesday 14th July 2020 10:55 am
Also by simon lucan:Hardware | Shakespeare's Orphans | A Wholesome Girl | Never Praise A Lover | The Quiver Of Fond Lips |
A teacher was trying to teach manners to her all male class.
"Meeting a lady on a date,how would you tell her water you need to pass?"
Tom said,"Please excuse me ,I'm sorry I need to go to the loo."
"Yes that's sensible,a good response from you."
Jake who was the naughtiest of the teenage bunch,
Said,"I have to shake hands with a friend,whom you'll meet after lunch."
Tuesday 14th July 2020 10:33 am
Also by hugh:Alcoholic thoughts,God bless alcohol | A bite on the rear by a dog on a bench | A sad and happy reunion | Silence is golden | "I'm going to have to put him down." | An embarrassing few words | A knee change operation | Don't drink and drive | Didn't they dig well | A postal error | A thongful arrest | Don and the swan | A nice ride | Confessions of a fly |
As lockdown measures ease
and we adapt to our new norm
Lovely to see our local market
return in a new colourful form
Every Thursday is market day
in historic Kirkby Lonsdale town
Reopened with a fresh new look
after three months of lockdown
An outdoor shoppers delight
friendly stall holders galore
Handmade items to treasure
books, original gifts and more...
Tuesday 14th July 2020 7:22 am
Also by julie callaghan:To Infinity Or The Den? | Seeing Double | Pigeonholed | The Memorial | Nothing Lasts Forever | The Simple Life | Gym Bunny | After The Storm | Heroes In Blue | Lucky Cow | A Moment of Madness | My Purple Hat (Inspired by the original by Erma Bombeck) | A Ladybird or A "Beatle" | Should We Stay Or Should We Go? | It’s Raining Cats And Dogs | Attempting Poetry | The Vampire Virus |
Advanced Civilization You Say
(Top Of The Tree Candidacy Edition)
He didn't need to write poetry to be stolen
From his hard drive,
And yeah he could play keys like
Was only allowed to 'do' hip hop!
The check boxes to fake a Doctors concern
(the new found predator right before their eyes)
were never once ticked, or drawn ...
Tuesday 14th July 2020 5:22 am
Also by ZTK Space:Sirius Blue |
a convenient state
a safe distance
yet close enough
to keep warm
only in touch by one method:
revived to a slow pulse
by whispered words:
“It’s all real, just believe.
Stay with me.”
Tuesday 14th July 2020 12:27 am
Also by kimberly:Doublespeak | Choking | Unwell | A keen eye's woe | Deconstruction Site | Chasing Sunsets | Did I Ever Tell You... |
The hour is slim!
the time to entwine
with her and
with advantage inhale
the heavy offering
from between the jaws
of her open thighs.
Persephone's tasty flesh
renders her cleft
she can slake this thirst
can assuage my ache
when enthralled against
the serpent earth
with legs knotted
we lay tangled
in ancient ruin.
Tuesday 14th July 2020 12:04 am
Add the species comedian to the endangered species list
For their offending words must be silenced
And even the phrase punchline
Is now considered an act of violence
Monday 13th July 2020 11:43 pm
Also by Joe Marcello:1984 |
Haunting places where secret agents hid,
I return to childhood as a stranger.
All games played for keeps;
no second chances.
Walking with shadows:
a skinned knee congregation of risk takers,
worshipping by abandoned canals,
waist high baptisms in summer filth.
Staring back in black and white,
whoops of unwashed eight year olds,
careless of cars, he...
Monday 13th July 2020 11:28 pm
Also by Jonathan Humble:Old Dog | A Goole Thing | Sitting In A Semi (after David Bowie) |
A heart that sleeps has a silent love that is never heard
and Vincent paint their house yellow
The below is smaller, the walk is stronger.
The journey to social disorder is closer than you realise
without any drugs.
There's more, you thief of night
with butter dripping from my brush
something stolen from the edge of midnight
unsocial distancing while on free government...
Monday 13th July 2020 10:58 pm
Excuse me if I don't wilt
Under post-colonial guilt.
History is chapter and verse of the past,
For better or worse, its die is cast.
If wounds persist requiring sutures
Then let those sutures be better futures
For logic will say that this much is real:
Keep picking away and no wound can heal.
Monday 13th July 2020 7:34 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:WONDERING | FREEDOM OF SPEECH | SOME POETRY | SIGN FOR THE TIMES | RIGHT ON OSCAR! |
I was in the arctic.
Those frozen forests of Alaska.
North of Fairbanks,
in the wild Yukon.
It was night,
and the moon shown,
on the white, bright snow.
Everything had a light, blue glow.
It was cold,
minus 60 degrees,
and I prayed to God,
for a sign to go.
I needed a change,
a new life, away
to go. A way to escape,
the life I was in.
I no longer cared.
Monday 13th July 2020 6:21 pm
It has taken a million years to get its jacket a perfect green
and now we call it a bluebottle
a comparatively recent term.
Our prejudice is complete
when we observe
its choices of what to eat.
Monday 13th July 2020 5:50 pm
Also by ray pool:CHECHNYAN FUGITIVE | PLATITUDES | THE GARDEN OF Dr. MOREAU |
Readers should be aware that the play may contain outdated attitudes, language and cultural depictions which may cause offence today. And nuts. And in no way does its publication, replication or production intend to justify, endorse or celebrate the morality contained therein.
In particular, we do not condone the stereotyping of the three witches as women with their associated body shaming whi...
Monday 13th July 2020 5:47 pm
Also by John Coopey:THE CONTINUING STORY OF THE WALRUS AND THE CARPENTER | MISTRESS RACHEL | THE 11 PLUS | BAME! | THE BATTLE OF WATERLOO |
Standing down the shop today
Waiting in the queue
Behind the tape stuck on the path
Social distancing as you do
I heard a bit of commotion
Two lines from where I’m stood
Turning round to see a kid
Dressed in a top with hood.
Why are we stood outside
Why don’t you just walk in
Slowly and assuredly
He began to grin
Not the pleasant k...
Monday 13th July 2020 4:06 pm
Also by poemagraphic:I am the Destroyer of Souls | The best poem never written | Good Morning World | No laughing matter | Chariots Of Fife | Just a bit of fun | The Chameleon Poet | HeSheAphrodite | On-line Friendships. | Fools gold | Still |
I wish I could bottle this.
What would you do with it?
I would put it in a locket
And wear it around my neck
And any time I felt darkness
I would open it
And I would never question
Anything in this life again
Because there would always be light.
But she couldn't bottle it,...
Monday 13th July 2020 2:36 pm
Also by Hallielle Rose Dawson:Enough | Portals | For You, RW. | Solemn Anger | Tied | Human | Finders Keepers | Stickers | Confessions | Richard and Dolly | These Hands - Part III | Still counting | Que Sera Sera | Fixed Me | Anonymous | Circles | Shadows | The Mass Influx Of Ladybugs Is Not A Coincidence (And Neither Is Anything Else) | I Would | Trade the World | To Hear You | Say You Understand | Takes | The Better Part of Me | To Walk Away | Closing Doors | Behind Me | The Enemy Is | Time | Another Day | Here | To Have You | Welcome To The Shift | Today | Young and Naive | Gracefully | Running and Chasing | Silence II | I Ran | Would You Believe | The Only Thing | I Left Off | Compass | One More Request... | The Other Side | I understand now why they call it flames | The Tree | This Life | Charlie Victor Del......ta | Duality | Madness | The Source | Trial by Fire | Without Sight of Shore | Boxes | Unity | All of May | The Abyss | Half a Life | Continuous Positive Airway Pressure | Your Mistake | These Damn Evenings | Conversations With Myself | Wasn't It | This Time Around | Lima Charlie | For The Rest of The World | Bird Box | Dreams | The Ultimate Blanket Fort | Dreaming | No. No Title. | Now I Am Angry | My Biggest Mistake | Suffocating | Rule Number One | Why | March Three | The Test | Overcome | Ever | No Sorry | The Second Sorry | Answers | Buckets | For Too | Rock Bottom | Half order of bacon, make it a whole | Silence | Any Less (The Ocean) | If You Were | A Fire | Hush, Lovey | Sometimes | And Then | Words | These Triangles | High Enough | Brian | Without Him | Light, Shadows and Reflections | We All Fall Down | Poisoning | Morning Medicine | Hands of Our Own | The Door | NLTF | Caged | 4(18)4 | Aftermath | Suspense | Alive | Stained Glass | Brave Soul | Wasting Time | Hope | Too Soon | Helium Ride | The Bee | The Timesmith | Maybe Later | Elementary but True | Addicted | Floorboards | Instant | SEX | Deep Sea Dwellers | Shadows | Et Tu? | A Super Human Hell | Indefinitely | Bullets | Christmas Eve | River | Miserable | Sleeping Pills | The Undergroundsmen | One Left Unsmoked | Wheatfields | Crushed Confidence | Black Box Warning | Epiphany | No One Saw The Ocean | Run Away With Me | Reason | Frost | Lemonade | Reality | Anguish | Even Tonight | Hypervigilance | Dance | Atlantis | AA | Factor III - Tired | Restlessness | Escape | 24 | Trenches | Ladders | Mornings on Shift | At Least I'm Not Swinging | Monsters in the Closet | Hey Abriella | Its My Turn Now | ***PMWS Notes | Ode | Not Goodbye | Staples | Mirrors | Candle | Your Photographs | The Devil | Mornings Post Night Shift | I do my best work when I'm cold |
And ugly cries.
Narrow and broad;
Abundant with shops and bars,
And people- their bodies, minds and souls scarred.
Edifices tall and sturdy.
Trapped in it are people content and happy;
And those walking on thorns, barbed and merciless;
And those breathing but lifeless.
The city is a plac...
Monday 13th July 2020 9:44 am
Also by Shifa Maqba:The Cost Of Your Hand | What Lies Above And Below Us |
he wakes up everyday---but only for them.
he showers, eats, and goes to work---but only for them.
he holds back his sadness and depression---but only for them.
he doesn't want his useless and meaningless state of life to affect their outlook. if anything they should be happy.
although he never hugs or says i love you, they know.
although he never showed up to any of her games, she s...
Monday 13th July 2020 8:31 am
Also by Brooke:fall semester | austin | one night | the bus | bodies (pieces of meat) |
Yeah it's been longer than a minute,
so i gotta let this go,
everything that i've kept in,
these words ready to flow.
As much as i speak,
little did you ever know,
that this lil ray of sunshine turned into a pitchblack soul.
I remember a few years ago I preached a lot,
I had some words of wisdom so I shared my thoughts.
I preached about loyalty , respect and gangsta...
Monday 13th July 2020 6:33 am
It's by the end of a long journey that we see the bend in earth,
Where the water meets the sand,
And the false prophets fall from cliffs.
I want to spread a word of triumph,
But war ends swiftly in the neat calm heart,
Its will unable to stand much taller.
Speaking to you,
In this brisk afternoon mist,
There is no true solace in life after death.
Venom in my blood which stays there,
Monday 13th July 2020 5:44 am
Also by Alita Moore:we, the living |
Dance, dance, gather round, come close to the fire.
Feel the heat, breathe in the smoke, let's burn another tyre.
Drive that cross into the gound
good christian folk from all around
join us now or you will drown.
Religion is the liar.
Monday 13th July 2020 5:12 am
Also by Mitch.C:Outlast |
The calmness of the sea
On a warm summer’s day
The stillness of the air when all is at rest
I want you to see me, that which your eyes cannot
I want you to hear, that which your ears are closed to hear
The still quiet voice that whispers all
That reveals all that which you wish to see
Monday 13th July 2020 3:46 am
In our hearts, there is a bud of hope,
But around it, the devil ties a rope,
And whispers with utter certainty,
That our failure is a guarantee,
But how can we shut the voices out?
Hope withers and fear starts to sprout,
And if we do not take control ,
In time, fright will take over our soul,
Let us cut the rope with scissors of grit,
water the plant with love on every bit,
Drench it wit...
Monday 13th July 2020 1:47 am
my days wash up like the shore trying to remember which day I can restore how I could of did something different or maybe its all a enigma whatever my come to be will be I just hope it all works out for me
Monday 13th July 2020 1:21 am
"I am a cursed child."
That's what he thought
Every mistake that we make
A blessed lesson being taught
But he blamed himself
For every void
Until it ate him whole
"I don't deserve to live
Maybe death could erase my curse."
That were his last words
A last mistake that he would make
Oh! He thought he was cursed
But now the curse went wrong
From the high now...
Sunday 12th July 2020 8:55 pm
Also by Anmolpreet Kaur:Today's Mission | Slumber | First Impression | Smeared |
A chalk white face, a girl in peaceful sleep.
Eyes closed tight, she has dreams to keep.
She is framed by a beautiful blue July sky.
Children play beneath her and birds pass by.
I wonder what exactly goes on in her mind?
As anything is possible in dreamland to find.
Dreams can be magical and unlock doors.
And invite you to a land where love is yours.
I have my dreams, the whole world does ...
Sunday 12th July 2020 7:52 pm
From a strange land comes a person
engendering much puzzlement.
On the steps I greet the stranger
who has been invited, not sent.
To begin again, a person
might well tend a vegetable plot.
If nothing grows, in retrospect
what you dreamt you did, you did not.
My brief outline of a person
repressing more than it reveals,
not by choice but necessity
-words proved to be incorporeal...
Sunday 12th July 2020 6:32 pm
Also by Adam Whitworth:A History | Something About Hands |
I remember what you did to him, tried to do to me
I remember their faces, their names, the blood on my lapels
Learned a whole lot about what not to do
I cannot put into words how much I hate you
It churns inside me like a lamp that burns poison
A steel cage full of diesel smoke, salt water, and us
Look me in the eye
Rip it up infront of me again
Break all my stuff again
Send me to the edg...
Sunday 12th July 2020 4:49 pm
Also by Patrick Kennon:Bugs coming out of our noses | Botanophila discreta |
The price of life,
The price of love,
The price of peace,
The price of success,
The price of fame
The price of freedom,
The price of discipline
The price of faith,
Everything has a price.
What is the cost,
of the life you seek?
Are you willing ...
Sunday 12th July 2020 4:00 pm
Also by Vautaw:One Love |