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Beautiful Pain

One can truly never be ready

Years of self work and reflection boiling down to a singular moment

One can prepare for war

But to be in war are completely different

The same resides in relationships

For there are infinite realms to refine oneself

As you must always be ready for the unknown

Until that day comes... be prepared to be unprepared

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Also by Cody Roach:

Unanswered | Fire | The love you want | The unseen | All I’ve ever known | Draft | Petra |

The way of the cloud

In every mouthful of food
In every look of love
In every chiding and every making up:
This sometimes bay of tranquillity,
This harbour to which we hope to return,
This shelter from the storms and squalls of life,
This goddess of the trailing moon,
Sails with us
as we traverse the wild seas of experience.

The ultimate nature of the fully enlightened mind
is a union of pure love and empt...

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Also by John E Marks:

Early onset Alzheimer's | Roll away the stone | A permanent loss of happiness | Halloween | STUTTERER | White Teeth | The ruins of Nineveh | Going home | HOLY BROKENNESS | CONNEMARA SEER | Generation 27 | The Resurrection of the dead | White privilege | A lamentation upon the fall of Constantinople 29 May 1453 | Something found | To the crags, where eagles soar | The flowers of the forest | Plurabilities | Lunecliff | A sonnet for John Donne (1572 - 1631) |

Rick Astley

Heading over to Leeds
on a cloudy grey Autumn day drive
Hope it’s fifth time lucky
we get to see Ricky Astley live

A cancelled Take That gig
and a moment of parental pride
Two pandemic postponements
we took them all in our stride 

We never gave up hope
and now the day is finally here
We are not going to be let down 
of that there’s no fear 

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Also by julie callaghan:

Dalyan | An Eerie Scene | Yorkshire Scene | Autumn Scene | New York Asters | Asters | Roses | Besides The Sea | Rainbow Sunset | A Month Of Mixed Emotions | Testing Times | Saturday Morning Sailing School | Gem Of A View | Yellow Summer Sky | Far Side Of The Bay | For Jake |


Once a few million years ago, in thrones were the giants  
Herbivorous, carnivorous with razor sharp teeth
They wore no precious jewels nor clothes of silk
They hunt their fellows for food, oh the roaches seen it all

The world metamorphosed,  puny organisms born
Rid of feathers and  razor sharp teeth- 'harmless' they thought 
Even roaches pitied the new guests 

Among lions and tigers, they surviv...

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Also by Khione:

Endless As The Sea |

deathhumansnature poetrysociety

Midday Traffic


Traffic is like

a game of Tetris.

Every vehicle just

a part of a puzzle

trying to fit in.


Moving forward 

they navigate 

through a straight path.

Glitching as they waver.


Red lights sound an omen

and Green just noise.

To keep the game going

one must move on

to the next point 


A sharp sound rings

Signalling the end 

of a game well ...

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Also by Blue Raven:

The Case of Self Worth |

I thought you’d moved on

We are reduced to WhatsApp now you’ve left

the ting tells me your specks of thought, no touch

I think you may be synaptically challenged, cheat

your triad of expectations; you, me and her!

If you are trying to separate us, send me messages,

unfurl your inner petals of speech so you can serve me

and I’ll dissolve them into cadences of text history;

a nexus of hope deleted and u...

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I am still doing
the same old things
I used to be doing
although there are days
when I don't know
what I'm doing
some days are better than others
for actually doing
but doing takes work
which I don't like doing
so I just think about doing
which is better than actually doing
then there are times
when my wife tells me what to do
and ...

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Also by d.knape:

For Once | Shopping Cart | Nothing Today | Speechless | Boiling Water | Lizard | Punctuation | Limbo | Woke | Friend Me | First Sign | Hide-Out | Smart Wife | X Marks The Spot (just for fun) | The Poem That Stays With You | Little Flower | Lost It | Armadillo | Snail Trails | Mandate | Old Goat | THEM | LIFE | Simple Man | October |

51. Poem

When heart's happy

And soul at peace

Mind's all cool

Life is at ease

It's fun to live

Create new stories

Write a history

Beautifully true

I'm that present

A gift to myself

Wrapped in love

Romancing My moves

Into a future

Lovely as dew





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Also by Moonlight:

50. Poem | 49. Poem | 48. Poem | 46. Poem | 46. Poem | 44. Poem | 44. Poem | 43. Poem | 42. Poem | 41. Poem | 40. Poem | 39. Poem | 38. Poem | 37. Poem | 36. Poem | 35. Poem | 34. Poem | 33. Poem | 32. Poem | 31. Poem | 30. Poem | 29. Poem | 28. Poem | 27. Poem | 26. Poem | 25. Poem | 24. Poem | 23. Poem | 22. Poem | 15 poem |

war is lovely

War is Lovely


It´s a hell of a war, soldiers running between burning buildings.

It is a great war good for sex feel the strength running through veins

blood oozing out of bullet holes and onto the sand that is the other guy´s

the person called an enemy.

Was this their finest hour defending whatever they have told to defend

Wonderful war brilliantly red, and women dream of jo...

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Also by jan oskar hansen:

broken dreams | the gazelle | buying a car | birthday party | when you have to | a country destroyed | the escape | fun at the house | ethical poem | the parable sonnet | clemency | as said | the ex drinker | lizaed sonnet | endurance | Paris Sonnet | the strange | kismet | erratically you | Idyllic painting | a gay day | conspiracy | painting of oblivion | is everything shit | the mystery |

Tossing stones into shallow pools
Putting on these blue socks & walking away,
but these blues keep stalking down my neck
Dropping from my lash, from cheek stained red
Shame and bitter contempt
Sorrow and chewed Nicorette headaches
Dead breaks of trees waiting to burn,
on a match to turn things sideways
Wide days spent dreaming
Long night spent grieving
Childhood spent teething for truth

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Also by Patrick Kennon:

Starboard smoke pit | The terrible tempo |

Becky, She Came Back

Becky returned.

My friends told me not to take her back

but I wanted her too much to back off

so I dropped by her house

on my way back to work.


We're back together again now.

Back in each other's arms.

Back seat at The Roxy.

Back of the net.

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So much to do

If we only had time

To halt the decline;

This means me and you

This issue is shared

Yours and mine.



So much to do

If we only had time

To halt the decline;

This means me and you

This issue is shared

Yours and mine.



So much to do

If we only had time

To halt the decline;

This means me and you

This issue is shared


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Also by John Coopey:


How the Greats Feel: Part 1


Emily Dickinson 

Dried roses and loneliness 

Damp musk, juniper gin

A sweet secret kept well


E. E. Cummings

Modern buildings made of his words 

Falling oak leaf, smoker’s cough

A feeling of getting away with murder


Henry David Thoreau 

Wading boot lifting from the muck

Abandoned shed, rotten wood chopped

A longing for sapiosexual chemistry 



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Also by Candice Reineke:

Not Everybody Likes Poetry | Your Florida Preserve |

American poetswriters


Pray tell me who here is the victim....

The one who is heard shouting out - .

Or the one who is said to have kicked him

Unable to abide the corrosive uttered doubt?


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Also by M.C. Newberry:

GONE | NEVER AGAIN - an old style ballad lyric | SUNNY? | WHERE WAS THIS? | WELL? |


Billy the Kid was an outlaw,

in laws are more subtle in their approach,

so be sure to make checks.

They may have interesting features

like gothic architectural interiors,

but when familiarity takes hold

there is no knowing what may happen. 


The only known cure is isolation

and banishment from the arena.

If none of this is possible

go vigilante, pack six guns


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Also by ray pool:


A poem written from my grave for Halloween by Beryl's husband

I'd been married to Beryl for 30 years,

But bad news on her phone Beryl hears !

"Your husband has been involved in a fatal crash !"

To the scene of the accident Beryl did dash.


It was a motorway pile up ,three others had died,

Distraught,Beryl holding my cold hand cried.

It came to her mind the thought of my funeral ahead,

"I don't want to be cremated,I want to be buried ...

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Also by hugh:

A new boyfriend for Jane doesn't go down well with mum and dad | Human kindness we must spread | Vera the vampire ,a hungry girl ! | Booster jab delays !! | Jail for Jim, a lesson to be learnt | Our democracy we must preserve, police protection our M.P.'s deserve. | Our hearts are filled with shock and sadness for the death of Sir David Amess M.P. | A dad song !! | An angel gives a pair of statues an opportunity to have a good time in the bushes | Kennel cough !! | As Morgan my granddaughter reaches the age of 20, a successful future lies ahead | A hardened criminal on the run ! | What lies ahead ? | Trees spread happiness all around | Tougher laws required |


Am I understating? 

The difference between the sky

and the cosmos inside of my head

When the silence is loud,

is there a difference?


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The Blanket


I found it in the loft

In a dusty old chest

It whispered, come closer

Come get some rest


I made it to the bedroom

As slumber took my eyes

The blanket in a corner dark

Stifling long lost cries


I heard them in my dreams

A young girl's shallow wailing

I felt his hands around her throat

Under twilight slowly fading


I awoke to it upon my bed


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Also by Stephen W Atkinson:

A Place For Mushrooms | The Sixpence |


Your heart, my piece of clay

Your heart, my piece of clay

he whispers.

A vessel of love and light

that he walks right alongside. 


Dance with me on the waves

he whispers.

Your feet leave the ground to meet the surface of stillness.

There he listens.


Open your hands

he asks so gently.

Your fingers unfurl and your palms lay open to the sun.

Reflecting ripples of light off the water bene...

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Also by Sarah Mae:

Night's a brittle song (pretty words from picture books) | I waltzed out my front door this morning |


I walk in wonderment,

Through these Winter streets,

Stalks of sodium glare.

I will walk forever if needed,

To be with Heather and her hyacinth hair.


If I walk these distances,

Will the past recede?

A year for every yard perhaps,

Until we are forever young,

In a Vampire’s lair.

Bloody kissing Heather and her hyacinth hair.


We are every bird in flight,


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Halloweenhalloween poemVampires

Let us show

Let us show

Tuesday,26th Oct 2021


Let us show

and grow

with the patience

and seize the chance


the world needs to change

and manage

with the tolerance

and love's stance


let us make it appear

sans fear

that it has no other go

but love has to glow


the world needs healing

a good dealing

regarding humanity

and treatment of one famil...

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Also by Jadia4708au:

I shall make | Run & survive | Feelings | True love | Miles ahead | Live dead | You are beauty | Presence of mind | Waste not | Ask nothing dear | Quest-serves no purpose | Past | Let us reason out | Happiness-real factor |


Quincant on Autumn

Woodsmoke fires, season matted earth, 

hoary silvered tensile webs, drip,

reddened nostrils sting keening north

sated summer loses her grip

kaleidoscopic colours blush then fade

vigour mellows, nights draw short

jams, curds, cheeses and marmalade

carefully bottled by the quart,

for autumn equinox has passed

another year thus closes fast.


© Graham Sherwood 10/2019


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Also by Graham Sherwood:

Siblings |


Climb the lattice of vices

To look above the parapet,

Towards hope-laced vistas,

Daring to learn the alphabet

Anew, neutralizing the venom

That one tends to catapult

Against their mirrored

Counterpart, murmuring 

Instead, a rare canticle

Of conciliation, 

Not retaliation. 

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Also by Holden Moncrieff:

Pickpockets | Dilemma | Collage | Roll Call | Achilles | Fated? | Fresco | Grappling |


The stars I hold as electric beams run through me

Vibrating I'm moving a zillion miles an hour the moons just let on like he knew me
Blow back the kisses the sun has just blew me
from the planets so truly
Recharge put celestial through me
I share out what you have given to me
Times ten it returns right back to me

To enable one to keep must give it away
It's sim...

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Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:




The day's drudgery should be done by now
still he shambles. Dimmed Wandering skies
match hard concrete ground as on he shambles.
His feet are aching but his head aches more:
he could just as well be that disintegrating
plastic bag buffetted along, his torturous journey
has no point. The love of his life has left
their love-nest. She just needs some space.
He has heard that phrase before an...

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Also by Adam Whitworth:

Words In A Vacuum | Humble Travellers | For Want Of Immortality | For The Happy Couple | Villanelle For An Acorn | Wishful Thinking |

Middle Class


The middle class are ruled by hate;

They bully and manipulate.

They deal in lies and twist the truth,

Corrupt the innocence of youth

And cheat on friends to keep what’s theirs:

A place above the creaking stairs.


Ambition will keep them ahead

In bank and castle and in bed,

But it is cunning, raw and low,

Which helps their favoured winds to blow

To worlds of ...

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Also by Stephen Gospage:

Grass | Messiah | Village | Fahrenheit 451 | Architecture | Birds | Volcano | Land | Climate Change and us (Updated version of a poem posted on 24 September 2020) | September Ist, 1939. |



Following a time of quiet

Sweet music was heard

Filling the air

So that once heavy hearts

Were lifted again

Ready to rise up, leaving

The old world behind

Turning away from the past

Sailing through the air

Meeting the moon and the stars

To then become part of a new world

For completion

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Also by Brenda Wells:

The Loss of Summer | While Evil Walks | After the Rain | The Box of Letters |


Stories tell me stories
Lay them on top of me

Pile them high as I sleep
They become memories

Pounded into me 
Oh the bloody ink

I see a life ahead of me 
A life behind outlined

In words and thoughts
That are maybe mine

They follow a line 
Weaved together
With the hard work
Of discerning meaning

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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

One more last chance | Save a bit of the mystery for me | Hacking Sex | As stupid as it seems | My Bank Account | Retconning You | Chère Heights | A Person of Interest | Her Story Checks Out | Bad CGI |


in my cupboards

skeletons hang

still mouths strangers to the songs they sang


I take them out

bone-dry and hoar

wan skulls shorn of the locks they wore


pelvic sculptures

sharp as a blade

silent shrines to hectic love they made


bereft of flesh

that lit my fire

no lithe joints but threads of thin wire


hot tears drop on

memories clean,


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Also by simon lucan:

Girls In Care | Sweet Dreams | Blind Date | Descent | Carrion |


Goodbye, dear friend

Goodbye, dear friend


As adults we adventured in to the sea





And having so much fun


No one else was bothered

To learn such a difficult skill

To take the long drive from our town

Just to be in the water fora day


But you did

And so

Our journey together moved forward


We started in the shallows

And with ti...

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Also by Rasa Kabaila:

Moments like this |

It's Going Well

It's going well,

Been running miles and miles 

On this treadmill 

Never getting anywhere 

But I'm sure I'm making progress, 

I'm sure I am.


It's going well, 

I've been drowning 

Out the noise, people ask me questions 

Pertinent questions 

Sometimes, when I hear them,

I will even respond 

Four minutes later. 


It's going well, 

I have no issues wit...

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Last Goodbye (Stockport Market)

Holding a fingertip softly
on a battered pencil
this is your last memory of him
counting what stock they had left
before helping them to pack up 
knowing they would return without him

smiling faintly 
as the book stall said 
he was welcome to any book there
and Jenny at the cafe 
who wouldn’t let him go
without promising to come back,

standing there lost in thoughts
until they wer...

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I see, you see, they see

When I look at you all, I don’t see

I don’t see the barriers others may see

Others may see what they want to see

What they want to see, I don’t


I see people for who they are

For who they are, I see them

I see them as the same you see

You see, everyone is equal


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Also by Rick Varden:




Some folks are plant diehards,
    Others keep foreign coins;
Twitchers collect sightings,
    And golfers their scorecards.

My hobby’s the latter,
    And, in many places,
I’ve managed just one round...
    Scores?  Another matter!

(C) David Franks 2003 -

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She could not see the flowers

as an act of kindness,

as a thank you for sharing

some of her time with me


The expensive bouquet

was still there on the counter

Monday morning when she left


The roses, azaleas, and carnations,

even the inanimate vase,

seemed saddened and troubled

at having been seen as an apology

for a crime where no charges

had yet...

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Also by Mike McPeek:

Lovely Afternoon | Solace | Unit of Measure |

The Stalker

Waiting avidly for unwary prey

Terrifyingly huge, dark and shiny with squat body,

thin sprinter's legs enabling rapid pounces

grabbing his chosen victims.

(he likes them plumpish.)      

Met face to face provoked a shriek,

though he, luckily, was voiceless.

Such an apparition petrifying,

but probably the fright was mutual,

causing him to retreat into his sinister lair


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eyelids and earlids

eyelids and earlids



beauty from color



glimmer from a lake


all lost with eyelids closed


birds songs in the forest,

symphony of city car horns

beeping to a crescendo

cooing of a morning dove

breathing of a lover


all lost with ear lids shut


is one better

to lose than the other


one would have to ask Helen Kel...

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Also by Clyde McCulley:

first snowflakes | was the old woman a ghost too? | the old woman in the upstairs window |





Happiness is fleeting. Joy Is solid. Let me open my brown eyes and believe in something better than lies. Don't wanna have to be looken round for a landing when I'm falling. 

Solid is safe and solid is sure, solid is sound, solid should be my ground.

On the surface I am seen but if you move my hair and touch my face you'll find me underneath begging to be found.

I'm just ...

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Also by VHH:

My Heart Crave |



Music sounds like heaven,

Discovering the unknown

Limited access

To musical axes,


Bob to help me get right down

Once a week, whispered sounds

Introducing some new act

Embryonic monsters waiting to hatch.


Walk to to the local site

Bunch of mates high as kites

Touring hero’s,to get a glance

Van def Graaf bored my pants


Latest albums taped i...

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Also by Edbreathe:

PLAs-sTiCK | Un Said | mIN d | s- LasH of rED | PlAn it Rape | plOT | CuP Bored . | bRid(g)e | Kill (We’re all going to die ) | 1/4 Tet |

2 Rooms...2 Views

Through my bedroom window, this my view.
I see the grand 'Old Lady' all dressed in blue.
A row of houses, side by side, cosy and tight.
Redundant chimney stacks, deflect the light.
Then I move into the new living room of mine.
I hear creaky shutters rise... shops open at 9.
County Road below is already very busy I see.
The 'Garden Cafe' serving their morning tea.
Beneath my window, 5 small...

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Also by Mike Bartram:

County Road | Scar |

home of EFCThe Grand Old Lady is a term for Goodison Park

Idea for a TV Show

Commander Cheval is a crime-solving horse,

He's better than Marlowe or Marple or Morse;

He's wise as an owl, as strong as Achilles,

And when he's off work has an eye for the fillies.


He helps out the coppers when ever he's able

And lives in a top-secret underground stable,

He'll solve any crime in a thoroughbred way

And all for the price of a bundle of hay.


When m...

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Also by branwell kent:

Every Single Word Of This Is True |


You lay in bed at night with thoughts that bring you down

You thought that you were strong, but you were wrong

You relieve the moment when you lost it and went into the dark

You lay there awake wondering if you could have done anything different

Could you have made her stay?

Could you have shown her that you lost your way?

You lay awake because you haven't forgiven yourself


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The Reaper's Brother

Night lingers just before

the Sun smiles

Dark hugging every scar

within my soul

Peacefully patting my innocence

on the head

Like an unsuspecting child

being hushed off to bed

Snickering as I close my eyes

knowing dreams will bring 

no peace of mind

"Don't worry dear one,"

from a crooked smile

"Peace will come with my brother."

As he twirled a lock of my ha...

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I’ve been sitting on the precipice of this

For a while

Unsure how to express my feelings

When I don’t know what I feel

You see 

I’m hysterically nonreactive 

I’m worryingly unworried 

A switch 

From nothing to everything 

Because - like Whitman -

I contain multitudes

Many great thrashing waves

Like creatures 

They slip through nets

Can’t be caught 


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Also by Alexandra Parapadakis:

See Her |

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after Philip Larkin


Never again such crowds

shouldering such exultation,

no more the sea lion choir

hauled up on the stands.

The stadia and arenas

silent like grief,

the sun quenched in remembrance 

of a million flowering hands.


And shutters on the High Street

tight against the abyss,

the weekend staff furloughed,

the checkout bleepers schtum.

The h...

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Also by Tim Ellis:

The second peak |

2020covid-19LockdownPhillip Larkin


Remember when you used write so much? 
Your words upon paper was like oxygen to your lungs, you couldn't get enough. 
It was all that you wanted, all that you were...
But that made you happy
It made you glow inside 
Where did that light go? 
What made it disappear? 
I saw it fade, I'm watching it now
As painful as it is 
There's nothing to feel 
Just emptiness 
Is this what it's like to...

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they and me

They say am on me way up

but way do i feel so down 

lost and confussed, 

they blame my mood on the moon 

i aint no wolve but tonight am singing meself to sleep

does life go fast or am i just slow to catch up 

been too am ocd,

i cant sit still am sure does i name on that too

bit i just want to be free 

why dont people understand me 

why is so hard to believe 

so har...

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Also by Keith Byrne:

bang | hi |

Golden Living Dreams of Futuristic Possibility

April-bloomed skies blushing

Over obsidian complex housing

Banks of analogue souls encased

In the amber of eternal sentience

Reliving lives millennia old, walks

Around crisp September parks

In select suburbs hugging cities

Now submarine ruins immersed

Fathoms deep in future waters.


Aspens tremble after vernal rain

In spruce corporate gardens

Maintained by ti...

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Also by J F Keane:

Murder in the Car Park | October Stroll |

Come down from the Hill

Come Down from the Hill


Come down from the hill and speak to us

you will find us in a queue waiting for a bus

We see you from afar with money to spend

when we don't even have enough to lend

We voted you into power to speak for us

but the whole process seems quite useless

Once in power you enjoy expenses and wealth

often this is obtained through corruption and stealth


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Also by keith jeffries:

Cut it all away | Removal | Moments only..... | Silent Witness | Vast Horizons | Shifting Sands | (untitled) | Look but do not Touch | A Fountain of Eternal Hope |

House of Love

I'm glad that you walked out of that house

That House of Love,

I had believed you would never forsake

Must have felt liberating, leaving me shaken 

Abandoning my warm grip to hold your own


The emotional tides that came as you left were overpowering

Left me stranded and weeping 

Could reach you anytime

Had believed in our love that would stitch us close

Closer than b...

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