Moments
You are older now.
You are not just a kid.
Are you regretting the things
You wish you did?
Are life's sweetest moments
The ones already passed away?
Or can you look around
And find joy in your day?
Right where you are at this moment
You may cherish when you are old.
Moments now taken for granted,
Could be the treasures you hold.
One day you may la...
Saturday 30th November 2024 10:41 pm
Also by Marla Joy:
The Ceiling And The Sky | Alone In A Crowded Stream | Why Do Poets Ponder? | On My Wall | This Little Bird |A bug named Michael
What were you like
When you were alive?
What did you do
When you were breathing?
Would I have seen you?
Would I have scared you?
Would you scare me?
Would you still be here?
What would of happened
When things went differently?
When we could both breath
When did we breathe in time?
Were we ever both there
With the same air?
Were we ever both alive?
Saturday 30th November 2024 10:22 pm
Also by Cryptid:
Appleberries | Voice | My broken mission | Just blame it on the weather |Distant Star
There you are
in my night sky
like a distant star
to wish upon
and suddenly
problems are gone
I hold your image
I sing your song
protected in my heart
all day long
I send a message
make a poem
just to make
the connection strong
until the morning comes
again burnt by the sun
slaving life away
for some hungry mob...
Saturday 30th November 2024 10:00 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:
Leave the music on | Double-Blind Controlled Study | Life’s always new | Wahwahwah | The Happy Slave |Did You?
Did You?
Did you gaze into her eyes today
As your hand gently followed the curve of her spine
Did you push back the stray hair
That fell on her face
As you whispered softly
I am so glad that you’re mine
Did you see her?
Or did she simply become
Invisible
And now you are left wondering
Where she has gone.
Clare Kinnaird, 2024.
Saturday 30th November 2024 9:05 pm
Also by Clare:
Strange. |Seasons Lost
The summer’s almost gone, already missed,
and waking in her place the autumn grieves
her sister, though they cannot coexist
where russet and burnt ochre bleed the leaves.
Yet in their rigid, regimented ranks,
a growing hesitation brings unease;
whose turn is next they ask, as nature’s pranks
reveal the winter sun and summer freeze.
The seasons’ schedule raises suc...
Saturday 30th November 2024 6:24 pm
Also by Trevor Alexander:
The Bean Sí Cry | Extra Time | Favourite Author | That Summer | Lost In The Blues |AT A LITTLE BAR IN TER AAR
If you've never been there how do you know
how it feels to be told to go back home?
The right to remain and the right to roam
should balance each other. It need be so
if we're as intent as we seem to be
on burning this rock to ashes and dust
as though it were fate. Well, isn't it just?
If you'd lost your home, then wouldn't you flee?
If men with big guns were shooting at you,
threaten...
Saturday 30th November 2024 6:23 pm
Also by Martin Peacock:
SUSANNAH SELWYN | A POEM FOR THE SPUR OF THE MOMENT | TOP TRUMPS | HEROES | INCARNATE |Repeat
It's morning.
The peace I had is suddenly gone.
Creeping into my head is the anxiety and sorrow I always have.
Why couldn't I have slept longer?
Why do I have to wake up?
The day is too long,
The minutes feel like hours
The hours feel like days
The days feel like weeks.
I can't stop this feeling.
Feeling of grief- w...
Saturday 30th November 2024 1:51 pm
Missing Snow Patrol
She frequently left questions behind her answers
so, I stopped asking them.
I don't know if she used the concert tickets I left for her,
the ones I purchased for us before we split,
but I know for sure she used a piece of my heart,
without question.
Saturday 30th November 2024 1:40 pm
Also by Mike McPeek:
Fight Night | '71 El Camino (Needs Paint) | Satellite | Where You'll Find It |War is Hell
To our young men, war is an opportunity
for posturing youthful swagger.
With arrogance and recklessness
head first or by cloak and dagger.
Half-cocked, without a sensible thought.
No consideration for what’s ahead.
Forward. Running into eternity.
Future decided, they’re already dead.
To our old men, war is considered a just cause,
detached by age from rea...
Saturday 30th November 2024 12:07 pm
Also by JD Russell:
A Balcony in Verona | Lest we forget | Anything more? |Imagine upcoming Spring (nonet)
"Bonnet in Spring"
In fields where flowers bloom and grow,
A bonnet tied with a bow,
Shades her face in sunlight’s glow,
Soft winds gently blow,
Morning’s sweet show,
Petals low,
In rows,
Flow.
Saturday 30th November 2024 1:41 am
Also by Red Brick Keshner:
Winter’s Embrace | Echoes of Steel | Hidden Garden | when the downpour ends | ode to the broken dream | near or far of love | café poetics | “Play It Again, Sam” | ashes from your urn | seasonal shorts (Nov. 2024) | Pizza fit for a Queen | awakening (haiku cluster) | awakening (haiku cluster) | Beneath the Armour: Reaching for True Strength | Redressing the Chatterton Effect | Archeology of Understanding | a true marriage of minds | Pirates Cove | Trek of the Prodigal Poet | Robbie and the Baroque Fiddle | A Flash of Gordon | Potato Time Travel | Not Quite Forgotten | Admonitions for an emerging poet | my daily dose of humanity | Light the Path Ahead | one such day | The Hidden Path | Dog-tired Simplicity | A bridge once too far | Severed Bridges | Evening Harmony | Time to Live | All Hallows’ Eve Lullaby |SUICIDE of the SENSES
They try to take the sting out of death:
a grassy meadow, secluded plot, trees
advertising consumers' funereal needs,
but not now. Now, we need a New Orleans
jazz band blasting out the fact that life is short
and can be glorious, but not for him. No, not for him:
too many desertions, too many lapses in care,
too often nobody there to pick up the pieces,
nothing to begin again, It ...
Friday 29th November 2024 4:31 pm
Also by John E Marks:
Dappled sunlight | The meaning of words | EVEN THE OLIVES WERE BLEEDING | Early winter's day | MEG | HEART FOOD: JUDEE SILL | Diffuse Rainbow | ALONG THE UNHALLOWED WAY | BLANK SLATE | Remembrance blues | The state of the nation | FRENCH KISSING |SCHRODINGERS' IMMIGRANTS
These are all those foreigners
For whom their dual goal
Is both to take our jobs from us
While living on the dole.
And at the forefront of all this
The Daily Mail notes
Are those who risk their lives for this
Their war cry “Stop the Boats!”
But what they never publish
Which gets far less acclaim
Official figures for this year
Show 30,000 came.
Yet...
Friday 29th November 2024 4:27 pm
Also by John Coopey:
ASPIRING TO MEDIOCRITY | IT AIN'T ME, BABE | METHANE | Toilet Troubles | THE SALUTARY TAIL OF FAISAL THE TURKISH NOSE BARBER | WOJTEK | MR TANGERINE MAN | TOMMY ROBINSON |A Cup of Coffee
A cup of coffee is the art of blending diversity.
Bitterness and sweetness blend in together,
A duality that creates delight in every sip.
Black and white merge,
Revealing the meaning behind every shade.
Different formulas for each connoisseur.
A cup of coffee becomes an alchemist for human senses.
Bitterness is an elixir for those who crave the essence.
Sweetness is...
Friday 29th November 2024 3:41 pm
Also by Yanma Hidayah:
Mark | Dialogue Between Two Closed Doors | A Trilogy of Poems about a Sunflower | Hello | Children of Heaven |My mind
My mind's filled with static energy, my heart's full of dynamic emotions.
Friday 29th November 2024 2:45 pm
Also by Cassandra Louise:
Your secrets | Dancing | I love you, I hate you | Psychedelic path | Shop of horrors |Arabesques
performing exquisite arabesques,
adorably, beautifully,
her arms and hands form a curve,
she steps right, then steps left,
legs flexed, she’s en pointe,
soars up on high,
et voilà!
my heart’s
hers.
Friday 29th November 2024 2:11 pm
Also by Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh:
Imagine…! | Song of the Earth | Whited Sepulchres | Remembrance? Forget It! | Clacton-in-Ditch |Duplo
This one with the upside-down mouth
is Mommy; Daddy’s hung over
the end of the bed. That’s why he’s grumpy
when she tries to wake him for dinner –
shouting, crying, pushing him onto the cold,
plastic floor. Me and my sister are stuck
on chairs at the empty table.
It’s Mommy’s turn to go sleepy because
she’s taken too many tablets. Or not enough,
Daddy said, a...
Friday 29th November 2024 1:23 pm
Also by Ray:
Drunk | Dope | Donkey Jacket | Dominoes | Doing The Maths | Dog Days | Dens | Promised Lands |The Salubrious Mr Stevens
THE SALUBRIOUS MR STEVENS
By the Urban Poet
He’s moral, ethical,
good, clean and nice
Virtuous, pure
Innocent and chaste,
He’s encouraging, edifying
righteous and upright
Upstanding, high minded
But never gets uptight
Non violent, not erratic
Honest, just and noble
Respectable and decent
Chivalrous and honourable
He’s proper, correct, simp...
Friday 29th November 2024 12:17 pm
Also by Rick Varden:
The Miller | The boy in short trousers | Fantasy Football | Sweet Memories | Ode to The Soaps | Needles and Pins | Music Lovers | Lady Penelope | Evelyn and Amelia | Mystery Girl | I Wish | Families At War | They want whats best | Divisions of Joy |Unseen
Shall no one weep
Shall no one cry
Shall no one come to say goodbye?
Not a single tear
Not a voice to hear
Not a stone to say, this is where I lie?
I am music without sound
I am nowhere to be found
I am a leaf that falls to die
I am the periphery of your eye.
Friday 29th November 2024 11:05 am
Also by Stephen W Atkinson:
A Day At The Beach | Remember Me | The Lost |'Jamberine'??
Have you heard the word ‘Jamberine’?
If so, please tell me what does it mean?
The Dictionary was my first port of call.
But nothing listed…anything close at all!
Alexa had no idea and Google not a clue.
I’m running out of things to try and do!
Could it be a relation to the tangerine?
Or musically similar to the tambourine!
Maybe it’s something you put on bread.
...
Friday 29th November 2024 10:16 am
Also by Mike Bartram:
Impatient UK Winter!! (20/11/24) | 'Lobscouse' | Alba Play Diaries.... School Pick Up | The Jigsaw Puzzle | Fog Over Liverpool 14/11/24 | Balloons With A Difference! | 'Enough Is Enough' | Come On Missus!! |End of Shift (A Christmas Tragedy)
Tears
Trickled
Down her cheeks
At the sight of
The empty stocking,
The house, unvisited.
While, next door, Father Christmas
Looked at his watch, zipped up his bag
And roared home for breakfast in his Jag.
Friday 29th November 2024 8:48 am
Also by Stephen Gospage:
Reporters | 1000 days | Allowance or 'Dim Don Junior' | Courtesy | Time of Swine | Green Crap |Even a Сat and a Dog Share a Bowl Of Food.
Why do you always peck at each other?
Why don't you live like sister and brother?
Why don't you live like some dogs and cats?
Why do you bite each other like rats?
Why don't you share the luck and the land?
You share the way that the others get less,
You never suggest a friend's loving hand.
You count money when your soul is in a mess.
Why do y...
Friday 29th November 2024 4:59 am
Also by Larisa Rzhepishevska:
Your Childhood Has Already Passed | Shall We Meet December Soon? | So What That November Has Come? | Never Put Off Your Happiness Until Later | Feelings | The Fall Is Not Gloomy At All | The Love Of An Autumn Lady | Don't Judge And You Won't Be Judged! | Have Mercy On Us, Our Lord! |The history of rock
And so, in the vastness of the ether, it rises
From the primordial silence, a resonant sound
Like thunder that splits the distant skies
The voice of the Infinite is born, unbound!
No longer the void, nor the endless shadow
But the living flame, the fire burning bright
In the dawn of the cosmos, a mighty song
Where life and death in dance unite
In the womb of the earth, the first cry
Mad...
Friday 29th November 2024 3:36 am
Also by Eduardo:
Fragments of a Time That Dissolves | Exile | Life in Smallville | Possibilities |Cascading Lies of Cruelty
Cascading Lies of Cruelty
You trade children here,
the dopple for real and, mum and dad are
not to know.
You trade children here like
angels and demons exchanging souls
over a game of cribbage or, poker,
the bar tender alive with lust for profit
as the cocktails and scythe eye forsake -
‘the very life itself.’
...
Thursday 28th November 2024 9:33 pm
Life after death...
Seven minutes past eleven,
Heaven.
Just before midnight,
Bright.
An elder speaks of death,
Breath.
"Do we wake in the skies?"
"Only love never dies."
Thursday 28th November 2024 8:13 pm
How
Neither could it express, nor could my heart contain
Now, if I dare to speak, how do I start ?
In the daylight, my heart goes insane
Please tell me, how do I reveal the mystery of my heart .
Thursday 28th November 2024 1:39 pm
Also by Pragya Pal:
The moon's gaze | Why not | Tears that sting | Let me take a deep breath | Hello Winters | "2020 the trailer of 2021" | "she" | Talking to the moon | I know me | That's how It is | Whenever I see you | Nazariyaa | Say it out |Autumn
Autumn nips at my door
another year begins to come undone
Somehow, the change of light
sends my compass spinning
I question where I am
One anchor torn
while others persist
but where to next...
Autumn brings a tenderness
to the boundary of all I feel
Somehow, this drop in temperature
sends me reeling
I trace the path of how I got here
Quietly lost and searching
in a moment of shif...
Thursday 28th November 2024 11:32 am
Also by Tom:
Hotel Candles |But The Princess Of Europe Is Loved
I'm cozied up at home.
Lonely nor alone.
The wind is howling happy
and I'm not feeling crappy!
The Psalms from Sons of Korah
are rhyming like the Torah! :D
And while wanderers may roam,
I am happily at home :D
And you may find me daft
But The Princess Of Europe Is Loved
https://youtu.be/ivPEKaBHjYA
Wednesday 27th November 2024 5:25 pm
Also by Auracle:
In The Episcope Of Fond | But Love Will Forever In Happiness Flow | This Will Be The Place Where We'll Long Stay Around | It's Something With The Lungs | There Is America | You Will Always Be Part Of Europe/Europa. | That's How Nature Lives And It Kisses 'Hi!'. |Alba
Wrapped in sky and heathered hills
caressed by briny horses wild,
so far from dark satanic mills
survives the empire's favoured child.
Once stripped and starved of tongue and god
its people slaved and banished cold,
crofts and mànas razed to sod
that none who dwelled there might grow old.
But land in time calls back its own
disgorging tyrants, killing king...
Wednesday 27th November 2024 4:11 pm
Also by David RL Moore:
Absolution | War in Season | Epitaph For The Waste Land | They Also Serve | Trafficked, Gangmasters Vlad & Kim | No Accounting |Laughter
Laughter is the key…
Whatever the situation may be…
Without it, life is incomplete…
Making it bitter, instead of sweet…
If problems arise, just laugh it out…
You will solve it without any doubt…
No need to hide yourself and sulk…
Just smile and giggle like a giant hulk…
Treat laughter like an important medicine…
Whether you are a woman or gentleman…
It is required for...
Wednesday 27th November 2024 12:44 pm
Also by Aisha Suleman:
Living Life | You Can Do It | Be Nice | What’s Up? | Travel | Be Genuine | A True Gem | Bring It On |the closest yet
Boy was I fooled
by those brown eyes of yours
you had my friends fooled
that you might want something more
but go ahead and play with my heart
you know ill let you
you say all the right things
but your eyes are on another
how could i be so foolish
to think it was me
that your heart desired
Tuesday 26th November 2024 8:40 am
dot-dot-dot
I don’t want us hiding
in coded conversations,
where the “ … “ of a heart’s yearnings
remain unspoken, but lingering
like frankincense
anointing a room
A multiverse of musings
swirling in my mind…
I’m in a crowded bazaar
I feel myself sliding
Into this place where I becomes not I
and dig my heels in…
We glance... and pause.
Gliding, around...
Monday 25th November 2024 9:24 pm
Talks
Everyday is the same old
We talk and laugh full of love
And then everything goes cold
When is it ever enough?
I tell you about my day, you listen
You talk, I smile- it’s a routine now
But why is there so much tension
How much more can I allow
I hate this wall that we always come to
We used to strain from it, it never found us
Now it turns all our days dark a...
Monday 25th November 2024 7:53 pm
Also by mili:
Intruder |NEW MUSIC ALBUM: WACHEFELD by THE CROWS OF ALBION
The observant amongst you will no doubt have seen my latest poems being posted as music tracks. That's because I've rewritten a number of poems that I had previouly posted about my home city of Wakefield and added music. I've done this alongside a brilliant guitarisr/instrumentalist, John Kettle, from indie/folk band Merry Hell.
There's a range of music styles on the album - and although the subj...
Monday 25th November 2024 6:36 pm
Also by Ian Whiteley:
The Beast Beneath The Beck [song version] | Laila Liqourice [song version] | Rhubarb, Rhubarb, Rhubarb [song version] | How Did It Get So Late So Soon? [song version] | Down In The Hole (song version) |The leaves come down
The leaves come down
And they’re orange and brown
And they fall in the forest
And they tumble in the town
And they clog up the gutters and gather in the grates
They're the colour of butter when they shine on slates
And they crinkle and curl as they silently lie
For this is the time when the leaves all die
In Autumn gales
They are blown and tossed
As the sun tu...
Monday 25th November 2024 8:43 am
Also by R A Porter:
The leaves come down | Sashaying to Byzantium | Walking into light | Rocketman |FOREVER
I held you tight
telling you the pain would end
I held you tight
while your heart stopped
Now
I hold you tight
in my heart
Forever you will be
alive in me.
By Lynn Hahn
Monday 25th November 2024 5:14 am
Also by lynn hahn:
LOVE LIVES ON |Transcendence
I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond daily life.
~ Virginia Woolf
Monday 25th November 2024 4:19 am
alone
I have this indescribable need to be heard,
like I’ve never whispered a single word over the course of my life,
like I’ve never uttered an incoherent syllable under the light of the dying sun,
like I’ve never looked into the eyes of another and truly felt seen.
Am I alone?
Am I floating here, lost in the waves of a turbulent sea,
waiting for a lifeboat that will never...
Sunday 24th November 2024 5:40 pm
Also by Faith Greenwood:
Black & Blue | Forgotten | Fallen Out Of Love | Nostalgia | "You're Too Much" | The Girl They Called "Robot" | Out Of Body | My Senses Fail | Institutional Gaslighting | Never Alone | Flowing |Build a Better Mousetrap
Build a better mousetrap, people said
And the world will beat a path to your door
So, we built a better mousetrap, like they said
And the fat cats beat a path to our door
People bought our mousetrap, happy to choose
Between a cheaper, worser mousetrap
And a dearer, better mousetrap
That everyone was giving rave reviews
The fat cats were happy, ‘cause they had shares
In our mousetrap f...
Sunday 24th November 2024 3:45 pm
Also by Steve White:
The River | The Poppy and The Cross |Coming / Cumming (with audio)
You do not necessarily need to ‘see’ something
in order to be a witness. Implicate myself in this ordeal
through oral connection by means of
conversation with my inner voices
Self-reportage bestowing upon me
a certain involvement and moral dilemma
The pins started to fall one by one in domino effect
Now my continual fight to be heard and seen
must take an involunt...
Sunday 24th November 2024 1:59 pm
Also by Lee Campbell:
THING | Jock the Cock | Spanner | Mapping Pins (final version with audio recording) | Mapping pins | BETTER KEEP QUIET (with art work by Lee Campbell) | Better |Monster
As I walk towards the evil, I see a jungle filled with branches, going upheaval.
Will I remain myself or just a see through?
I’ve never acted out.
I don't want to free fall from innocence, so I'm moving with diligence.
Hearing the sharpness in their instruments.
All I feel is a rush, knowing I'm considered an immigrant, to sorrow and the mischievous.
There's no looking back.
...Saturday 23rd November 2024 10:38 pm
Also by DG:
Growing Pains | Wings | Teach me a lesson | Vices |Soar
Expand your mind
beyond the confines
of the physical,
feel the light emanating
from your being,
soar up to the sky
and down across the valleys and mountains,
happiness awaits
in this realm of freedom.
You are so much more
than the limbs that walk
and the lungs that breathe,
you are part of the drumming of the earth
and the illuminations of the stars,
you ...
Saturday 23rd November 2024 4:02 pm
Also by Hélène:
Simple | Thinking of an Old Dog at 2 a.m. | The Pearl Within | Just Be | Just a Thought |Middle Age
Don't let the fun die young
Saturday 23rd November 2024 9:14 am
Also by New Shoes:
"this is only a tribute" |“Lemonade stand”
Every soul is exclusive I gotta bump Dizzy Wright's new album, Red Ochre in my backyard, Random high 5's How you gon convince them to buy a cup ? Lemons can be seen as a life hack.. Something about me, Lemonade on a hot day what...
Saturday 23rd November 2024 5:06 am
Brimming with hope
The road to my destiny,
a winding path,
filled with shadows and stones,
thorns tugging at my sides.
But then,
a bright sun rose,
its warm embrace
chasing the darkness away.
The storms that rattled my spirit
quieted at last,
the waves that crashed around me
stilled,
leaving only the whisper
of my own breath,
steady,
like a heartbeat in the stillness.
Saturday 23rd November 2024 1:36 am
Ghostly Games
But who’s to blame, when the soul is seduced
By a beauty that’s both dead and loose?
I, a mortal fool, beguiled and blind,
Chased after shadows I’ll never find.
Lol ok ok I'm done 🫰🏿🫰🏿🫰🏿
Friday 22nd November 2024 10:15 pm
Also by Snap Snap:
Netflix and chill | The Wolf Who Walks Alone |MEALS ON WHEELS
I love to go delivering along the streets and back
with L plates on my box behind and many a tasty snack,
deliveree, deliveroo, delivera, deliveroo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
deliveree, deliveroo, my life is now on track.
A freelance guy i'll do or die, my contract is my life,
with all good speed i'll duck and dive embracing urban strife.
Deliveree, deliveroo, delivera, deliver...
Friday 22nd November 2024 4:33 pm
Also by ray pool:
VOTE FOR RIGSBY |Pensioners suffer a death sentence !!!
No winter fuel payments this year,
A freezing future us pensioners fear.
As winter fuel plans unfold,
The shivering aged ,old and cold.
As the winter cold knocks on our door,
Our banks will not receive this saviour no more.
A plan deployed by our Chancellor Rachel Reeves,
A cold war plan wherby many a family grieves.
The choice between eating and heating we will ...
Friday 22nd November 2024 10:50 am
Also by hugh:
Starting a business from scratch |Unseen Ice
Are you clearing your good name?
Blowing up all the ammo before setting fire to the barracks as planned?
Who is it that needs to know
Which song
Originated years back?
Me? Him? Her? You?
Who
Of course i knew
I knew already i heard them before i heard all of them
But sure seems bits got tweaked here and over there,
As you might do to cull your former recent roman...
Friday 22nd November 2024 5:24 am
Also by MKMK:
Wildness |Family Ties of the American South
Truer now
As it has always been
The grief that comes
When I am alone
Beyond the threshold
I’ve forgotten my place
‘Are you okay? I’m always here if you need to talk’
To mobilize the loss
Into a feast for us all to share
I give the pearls of my heart
And watch you eat them
Chew them
Grind into dust
And wipe the iridescent spit
On my eyes
So I can be something pretty
And lovin...
Friday 22nd November 2024 1:19 am
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