I am ageing,
the world I thought I knew
is in flux around my unsteady feet,
contorting in metamorphosis
as traditions, conventions
codes and civilities
that, once held dear, lie
butchered and defeated
by the sniggering barbs
of wanton change;
change without progress
a weakening fluidity
for facile inertia
easy meat, fast-food humour
masquerading as a fas...
Monday 17th June 2019 4:05 pm
seeing televised scenes of death en-masse
delivering more of itself in a few hours
than it takes sackfuls of our mail
to be delivered in a week.
Grim results of the dead
not being dealt with respectfully
not being encased
shouldered and religiously treated
before being lowered into the silent peaceful earth
but left out in the open
already having suff...
Monday 17th June 2019 2:25 pm
Also by Mr LEON STOLGARD:what would we do without dads | who un-cares wins? | luck pusher | Doctor Grease Monkey | Trump card | Arousal's | Country boy down the 'smoke' |
but not in a good way
not in building
and not in hiring
but as in
upping our pant size
upping our belt notches
upping our odds
but who cares
Monday 17th June 2019 2:19 pm
Also by d.knape:Father's Day Poem | Diminishing Returns | Manly Thoughts | Wink | Devices | Mommy Mommy | Wireless World | Ordering A Mouse | Letting Things Go | Cat Nap | White Stripe | Reunion | School Photos | Last Laugh | Saving Grace |
Lit by the distant sun
in a backyard beer-garden
overlooking the meadow
my swimming brain spins out
through adventures of the past
by coach, by plane
through unfamiliar landscapes
to the desert
We rode the Greyhound
between the sun-drenched cities
your head lay on my lap
and when we could tear
our eyes from one-another
we'd watch the world pa...
Monday 17th June 2019 10:15 am
Also by Tom:To Be Adored | Don't Look Into Their Eyes | Your Light, Our Youth |
Lines are drawn
Monday,17th June 2019
The lines are drawn
the vision has shown
the clear path for the peace
and life to be spent with an ease
no one else
but He only pleases
makes no misses
and life just passes
we are playing life's games
to be one
even if called stranger one
lust for the time being
and smilingly bring
the feeling of a happy core
to love and a...
Monday 17th June 2019 10:03 am
Also by Hasmukh Mehta:He delivers | Find yourself | Not beauty alone | Personality at home | Love bridge | With the child | Mountain and arivers | Only one creature | Common feeling | Real talent | Limited role | Cimplete strangers | Chatterer | Remain alive | Eyes speak pain | :Love-not a dream | No need | New trend | Change the fate | No pretension | Noa pathoven | Busy personality | I cry alone | Love is not | As if in cage | Love the way | Love the way | Eid-real worship day | Walk aimlessly | With a frown face | As if the cage | My answer | Less dangerous | No chance | Our folly | The painter | Allow me free entry | Dominate the scene | Omnipresent God |
Poem of transformation...
The butterfly in the morning sun flutters with grace until his day is done
He's in and out of the beautiful flowers
To the music of the birds he dances for hours
Blissfully aware of his own handsome features
He's the envy of all the other garden creatures
Making the most of his time in the air
Embracing his life as if not a care
Made up of colour and symmetrical p...
Monday 17th June 2019 9:57 am
Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:11.11 | Heartburn no more |
the first pitch of summer
spring training is over
time to make tracks
to wrigley fenway kauffman
or wherever batters balls crack
the bull pen is waiting
the mound’s been prepared
the roster is ready
nostrils are flared
the star spangled banner
brings tears to your eye
a rocket ascending
up high in the sky
a proud crowd in the stadium
the first pitch is thr...
Monday 17th June 2019 8:48 am
Also by thephantomscribbler:Bless The Weather |
the worlds an attraction
many a places to visit
deciding on the beauty
that i could readly accept
places you may advice
i may follow the route
dates you may decide
i may follow the pursuit
the seashore sounds exciting
mountains makes me crazy too
i guess it's your company
that i am hungrily looking to
with you i would love to explore
the very being my lover y...
Monday 17th June 2019 8:21 am
Also by Do.RoThY:You are invited!! | Belongs to you!!! | Lips of phi!! | Life's Experiences !!! | Inevitable reality!!! | jealously suicidal!!! | The flood!! | After you left!! | Trust your love!!! | Untitled for love!! | The story so far!! | Can do anything!!! | Dreams unchained!!!! | In times to come!!!! | Could you try once more!! |
Bridget Everett – On the Edge
If risque humour is not your cup of tea or you blush easily, leave Bridget clipped up - despite being clever and professional. Aw, go on, have a peep....
Bridget's here to entertain
She's risque, edgy, plus
I've signed her up, despite there is
No money here for us
The gig she's doing just because
She wants to pep site up...
Monday 17th June 2019 7:54 am
Also by Don Matthews:Snaffling Brexit Discontents | Wavemaker. But... | How Much Does One Reveal to Strangers? | Maryon Wants Me To Write Edgy | Outside the Rink. Unfettered | Monty Python's Bavarian Restaurant | Do You Remember Anya, Kate? | Models on Catwalks | Haiku – College of | The Poet's Grave | Nothing Deep and Thoughtful Here | Why Can't I Be Spiderman? | Why Has Our Aussie Stopped Posting? |
Come Down To TheBeach
Come down to the beach with me
And jump the tide,
Hunt for nature’s treasure trove
By the water’s side,
Play a game of hide and seek
With the wily wind,
Imagine like the herring gulls
You and I have wings,
Relish the feel of sunny sand
Hot beneath your feet,
Eyes wide looking for the place
Where sea and sky can meet…
Come down to...
Monday 17th June 2019 7:46 am
Also by eve nortley:Driftwords | Awful Androgens | Dear Mr Burne Jones | Birmingham's Bhangra Babes | 21st Century Love | Curry and Kulfi | Gambling with grandad | Money | Sir Frances Drake |
Night after night sleep evades me
Worry and doubt racing to flood every corner of available space…banishing any chance for the peace my mind so desperately needs
It is a summer night in the south, yet I feel cold
My body curls in on itself, struggling to keep the shattered remnants from falling apart once more
My eyes sting from tears I’m too stubborn to let fall
My voice abandons m...
Monday 17th June 2019 5:22 am
Also by ByteSize:Matryoshka | Unable to live without Love | Broken | Beauty is in the eye | Demons Never Leave | Hidden | Struggle Not to Fall Again | Her | Fading | Happy Birthday My Dearest Sister | A Stranger | I long to surrender my heart | Long for Silence | The Sweetest Lies | Shadow Person | Lost | Returned | More than a smile |
Monday 17th June 2019 1:57 am
Also by cindylee loucks:IN THE MOURNING | SPACE LEFT BEHIND | BAIL PAID | BOUNTY | ACE OF SPADES | WORDS | GHOST |
A whole life spent out of kilter
Every day out of whack
So when the storm hit
And everything went kerflooey
I was ill-prepared.
There is no going back.
And if a little dreaming is dangerous
Is the cure to dream more?
I wish you were here:
On this sad, autumn day
When all the words that ever were
Just drain away
Leaving me aghast.
With nothing to say....
Monday 17th June 2019 12:18 am
Also by John E Marks:A tangle in mind | An incidental haunting | The end of the world | The forgotten lore | The Christian East | Dark Star | Trilobite | Flesh is weak | Txt Msg | saying goodbye | Small town boy | Easter Sunday in Nineveh, Iraq | Written near water | The defeat at Seville November 1248 | SUTTEE | OTTO'S LAMENT | The golden, fairy goddess | D-DAY | El Tiempo | Lemons on sale again | Stoic suicide | Liminal |
and I wonder if there's someone else that you wish was giving you the attention that I am
and I wonder if you are giving someone else the attention that I wish you would give me
and I wonder why this imbalance follows me
always always nipping at my heels
and yet somehow manages to also remain
two steps ahead of me
this imbalance of desire
Monday 17th June 2019 12:11 am
Also by Eiren Water:addicts lie | outside | maybe mayhem |
I don't care to hear what you have to say
I won't let it affect me anyway.
What you did ain't right
What you did made me tight.
I can't begin to understand your reason,
But what you said had a meaning.
We fought and
tonight I toss and toss.
Who would of thought your words
Could hurt this mockingbird.
That the blood that will spill
Would break my remaining will.
I don't care, you made y...
Monday 17th June 2019 12:10 am
Stay out of the business. Shine
for quarters on corners, in barbershops.
Shine wherever you can. Just stay away
from the business, your father said.
Gave you a box to shine clean
Just the right schmear of Kiwi -
brown, oxblood, or black - let
it dry, Let it dry. A bit of banter,
a shuffle through the box for that
buff-worn camel hair beauty
Sunday 16th June 2019 11:15 pm
Also by Devon Brock:Migration On A Bad Day | Rendering Dream Upon Waking #1 | In The Valley of Your Bones | The Insolence of Poisoned Ivy | The Monkey Trap of Suicide Hill | She Calls It Sorrow | Walking Hopper - a prose poem | The Sewage Comes From Within |
This is a true story.
For Eric Parker
And for Nick Bertozzi who was also a werewolf
Eric Was a Werewolf
Eric was a fine young man
‘Tho he was a little odd
Artistic and adventurous
With a likeable façade
A sharp sense of humor
He was quiet and kind
He loved to work with metal
He had a brilliant mind
But something was a little off
Sunday 16th June 2019 10:32 pm
Also by Lisa C Bassignani:Ethereal Wisps | Bored in Study Hall. The Nonsensical Ramblings of a Teenage Mind | What Do You Know? |
I was never crazy about the sacrifices
and definitely think she’d go on
a little long during
the Tuesday sermons
but it was the quality of connection
I felt was lacking in my life
you just don’t meet people
of that sort on the outside
of course there’ll be certain things
ice cream, situation comedies, condominiums
but I was missing...
Sunday 16th June 2019 10:08 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:The Pitch | Ah, yes | The fabulist | Parents | Today's Meeting | Climbing out of a lie | E. Rigby’s Granddaughter |
Someday we'll find a way to
protect our dreams and seek our hopes,
words - soft as July's razors
disappearing path, forbiden trace,
screaming loud, carving into stones - deliverance, replace -
''true love hurries but it always waits'',
never...in the same place.
Someday we'll find a way to
fly away and disappear,
going higher as we never did before,
staring at the same old mindless mes...
Sunday 16th June 2019 10:06 pm
Also by Dragan Bozilov:Chasing Light |
test run for
blog entry comment disablement procedure.
THIS IS NOT A POEM- PLEASE DO NOT COMMENT
(am I really doing this?...I should be poking sticks at the weather...)
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Sunday 16th June 2019 7:34 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:The Complainer |
There is a time
as good as any
to start afresh
as poor as any
holds a key
blase as any
flip a coin
blind as any
claws the heart
cold as any
lives once again
there is a time
as good as any
to start afresh
Sunday 16th June 2019 7:22 pm
Also by Adam Whitworth:Pueblo | Before Too Long | Late Learner | Maia | Knucklebones |
Fathers celebrated everywhere
it's only right they should have a card
an identity with loving thoughts
firmness and fairness shining through
to seal the bond
from early days to the great beyond
but I must stand aside
my stepsons otherwise engaged
as the rule of Kings and earthly things
still binds by blood
what I can't give
as long as all of us shall live.
Sunday 16th June 2019 6:54 pm
Also by ray pool:GLASS MARBLES | SEARCHING AND FINDING | LATE INDULGENCE |
If dying is to consider as an art
which school should be preferred?
Stolidly ballooned out by Botero,
suffering from a cruel Dali distortion
or Picassoed weeping in a bouillon cube?
An erotic marshmallowish Saska
smiling naked from dark furry folds?
A plain Stanley village housewife
in cardigan, blouse and tweed skirt?
Brilliantly dissolved Baconlike
Sunday 16th June 2019 4:44 pm
Also by Jennifer Malden:When night comes |
more flowers now than cars
grey oaks the great spark of
A lake s
urface on the one hot day
of Summer too many
stars this time
holl o wed
in a single moment
and then come the flowers
to the trees
on the side of the road
cones like sigils filled
Sunday 16th June 2019 2:38 pm
In Yew Tree to my Dad’s stone I now tend.
And all my love to him in Heaven I send.
Today I cleaned up my Father's headstone.
And tidied up the parts, a little overgrown.
I brushed away loose grass, every last blade.
With time the carved words have begun to fade.
But the elements won't destroy or take away.
The meaning behind what those words say.
I leave my card, with some words of my own.
Sunday 16th June 2019 2:05 pm
This elegant courtly dance
is outwardly chivalric
but it hides a darker side
- - - - it's bold and chauvinistic,
and the lady must dance
dance for her life.
This Lord can kill
for that is his fame,
this watery kingdom is His
He has staked his Royal c...
Sunday 16th June 2019 1:24 pm
Also by Dorothy Webb:1947 | STORM COCK | BRUSH STROKES | -- -- -- SO CASUALLY DISMISSED |
passing my cafe window
unhurried, dressed modestly,
she is beautiful still,
beautiful, and unaware
that behind the misty glass
she is quietly admired
Sunday 16th June 2019 1:10 pm
Also by Rick:enshrined on the bridge | Isaiah 40 | a covering | Seen in Hull (a tanka) | glad you popped by pts 1 and 2 |
I saw a fish
It looked parrot
think about this,
but I remember the surgeon.
It took my hook
Fished it up
Its colors faded
A dead fish
For a meal.
Sunday 16th June 2019 11:37 am
Also by jan oskar hansen:the apprentice | deafeat | a very rich woman | the piano | the Greek-Orthodox church | romance | war memories | the theft | the experiment |
22 years ago/55 years too soon
your smile could light this dark room
people speak fondly of you, I think they're all stuck in the past
but your name is legendary around here, to say you didn't last
for the love you only knew was one of a clenched fist
but you were my father, and you are still missed
Stepdad, sportsman, golfing fanatic
when we drink to...
Sunday 16th June 2019 10:38 am
I remember the day when we first met, the day I made you mine,
our eyes met across a crowded room and I fed you a funny line.
"What's a cute thing like you doing in a place like this?" I said,
you came home with me that day and spent the night with me in bed.
I considered you my best friend and gave you everything,
I gave you a home, looked after you and took you unde...
Sunday 16th June 2019 9:40 am
Also by Wayne McLellan:The Silent Scream | Coco the Clown | The Lighthouse | Boy what a Lady! | The Princess and the Frog |
The way the street light fills the dark is nothing but a lie,
the night is there as real as day, a trick upon the eye.
The way the body lies bereft still warm and supple yet,
stiffening slowly somethings left that someone won't forget.
A heart still glad and beating strong is soon to cruelly break,
that to another did belong that shared the lovers ache.
New Sun will chase ...
Sunday 16th June 2019 8:10 am
Also by Wolfgar:Ravi Shankar stopped me wanking | The management of savagery | Gently in the forest | Beyond the mirror |
Can’t sleep at night
wake up with the light
I’m crabby, angry
and up for a fight
The night before
I slept on’t floor
To try and change
the old routine
It worked at first
but things got worse
when I needed a leak
and the floorboards creaked
I tossed and turned
So I made a brew
Grilled a slice or two
but me toast got burned
and me plans were spurned
There was nothing else for it
Saturday 15th June 2019 11:44 pm
Also by Fred Varden:Who is this please? |
Oblivious of the glowing warmth it endows.
Oblivious of the sacrifices it often follows.
Oblivious of the gentle play of myriad hues of blues
Oblivious of the broken parts of soul it glues
Oblivious of the strength it sculpts to endure..
Oblivious of the spiritual notes it allures..
Saturday 15th June 2019 7:36 pm
Also by mona s:Haiku - True Self | The Bars | Across the shores |
ON A SICILIAN BEACH
A ladybird lands
on my foot in the sand
as I'm reading The Life of Pi.
A blue stretch of sea
carried me here
where an army of shiny black beetles
unbreakable as tanks
will persist in trundling by.
He was days on a boat
now I'm days in the sand
reading this book
with no appetite to leave.
Saturday 15th June 2019 7:12 pm
Also by john short:INVOLVED IN SWITZERLAND | BEACHED |
A ‘Snitch’, in Time !
My mother’s mother, Granny Brown
was ‘muchly-loved’ throughout our town.
The care she gave; her happy ways.
She cheered us in her ‘ember days’.
She liked to knit but not to sell.
Such quality. (Oh, you could tell!).
Each item, thoroughly bespoke
- for giving to specific folk.
“Gran, that’s great !” I’d often shout.
“You knit them ...
Saturday 15th June 2019 7:05 pm
(Right, never tried Haiku before so here's some I wrote today, hope they're ok)
A wandering soul,
Tortured by experience,
Finds peace in your arms.
A broken compass,
Knows not the way to true north,
But may yet find it.
Tears of happiness,
Taste exactly as salty,
As tears of sorrow.
Saturday 15th June 2019 6:14 pm
Also by Jason Bayliss:Hiding In The Silence |
We have it all wrong
Serial selfie abusers are among
The most selfless, the least egotistical
People we should strive to know
Repeated over and over (and over)
Of extending one’s arm
In the middle of, well, anywhere
Stopping time, and traffic and pedestrians
To share memorable pictures with, well, anyone
Of sunrises, sunsets, beaches,...
Saturday 15th June 2019 5:22 pm
Also by Jeannot:Coming to terms |
The air is hot in here
Filled with the smell of sin
The clock tick-tocks
in the dark
Registering every second of pain
Old carpet, stained with blood
Hiding dirty secrets,
those which doesn't want to be found
nailed by the weight of all the screams
Windows closed… long time ago
Evil monster in the ...
Saturday 15th June 2019 4:14 pm
Scorched skies and the ground littered with
The dettritus of a careless society
Broken buildings and rivers poisoned with
The sickening pollution of a thoughtless culture
The wind screams endlessly like banshees
Howling the fall of man
Empty lives staring hopelessly at pointless
Tablets in their hands
Desperately seeking meaning to a forgotten plan
Saturday 15th June 2019 2:41 pm
Also by Stuart Clark:The Good Are Few |
Poem 115 of 230: SUNDAY CRICKET AND BERRIES - SUMMER 2000
From a bus (98 -
Bury to Manchester),
I got off at the gate
To Hamilton Road Park,
Where in situ I ate
(The taste too good to wait),
Before making my way
To a further park-gate,
From where briefly I watched
How Stand's cricketers rate.
(C) David Franks 2003 -
Saturday 15th June 2019 11:43 am
The old man in the window seat
is setting quietly to his routine,
folding up the sleeves
of his Oxford shirt inch by inch
until the sun falls across his bare arms
then with just a smile
he signals to the waitress and waits
watching the hushed street
after the morning rush:
a mother with a pram,
a homeless man conferring with his dog,
a few pigeons plucking
Saturday 15th June 2019 10:00 am
Also by Tom Harding:Love Poem | Ant Poem | Cafe Window |
I held courage by the hand
And walked away
The birds followed me
The sun followed me
I was finally free
Saturday 15th June 2019 5:18 am
Inside an old barn
Working fast and nervously
Meth lab explosion
Friday 14th June 2019 10:40 pm
Also by Jason Zane:DIVIDED | SNOB CITY | FUTURE SUNRISE |
Isn’t that Boris there over there in the spotlight? (Uh uh)
Didn’t you used to have a thing for him (Uh uh)
By the way, where’d you meet him
“I saw him on the telly with unruly hair
I thought him a cutie and a cuddly bear
I never saw him as Leader of the Pack".
You folks were always putting him down
(Down down down)
You said he’s just a daft harmless clown
Friday 14th June 2019 9:37 pm
Also by John Coopey:IT WAIN'T WESH | I MISS THE MAN THAT I USED TO BE |
A willow tree hides
at the edge of the orchard,
Streams of withered leaves
veiling its stooping trunk.
Struggling to survive,
Its roots are sparse and fractured,
And its brittle branches snap -
At the lightest gust.
All will for life,
Into the soil.
But within the crumbling walls of bark,
Its rings of wisdom lie.
Tales of brut...
Friday 14th June 2019 8:57 pm
So do you still remember me across the tumbled years
Far off thoughts from far away places
Memories fading the pictures of our love
Do you ever think of me the way I do you
Of knowing stares and smiles and eyes that glitter
With no need for words as the loving thoughts just flitter
Warmth from head to heart, from heart to soul, into the bone
Do our thoughts bounce and join acr...
Friday 14th June 2019 8:10 pm
There is a feral beast trapped inside of me that suffers
She weeps and roars and pounds hard on her dungeon's door
A smothering embrace; noone cares to accept the love She offers
Her pathos and tumult within have force enough to start a war
And though I have her well contained, claws trimmed and all;
while I have Her locked away, I even had Her put in chains!
I can still hear He...
Friday 14th June 2019 7:36 pm
Also by Mae Foreman:Starchild's Spell | Thank You Mother | Father Thank You | Meaning Lost | Us and Them |
Life is a gratuity
An annual annuity
Not designed for perpetuity;
There's no incongruity
So avoid any vacuity...
Employ some acuity
And relish its fortuity!
Friday 14th June 2019 3:52 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:ARAB SPRING | TRAVEL | THE LONGEST DAY | ISLAMOPHOBIA | SING-SONG |
She is no longer the love of his life
She's not his soul mate
Not any more
They stay together because it's convenient
They keep up appearances
for the sake of their friends
their children and their grandchildren
They don't have really personal conversations
Not any more
They talk about stuff
ordinary stuff, like the weather
They're no longer intimate
Friday 14th June 2019 3:17 pm
Also by Brian Maryon:Changing Colour | No Relation to Eleanor | The State Visit |
In evening light at still of day
Shadows are sweeping time away.
A man through his window sees it all,
The fading blue, the shadow fall.
At the upper edge of vision
Perfect pearl, divine precision.
As hidden jewel in tapestry,
Shines the orb through the trees.
Two thirds round, white edged, sharp and clean.
The last third blurs into the unseen.
Friday 14th June 2019 12:53 pm
Also by afishamongmany:Meeting Greeting | Three Times | Startingblocks | Stairways |