A conspiracy of Corona life!
Contemplate this all - as the truth
Then try and prove it as a lie
Corona 19 is but subterfuge
A test - for us all by and by
THE QUESTION= POSED BY THOSE CONSPIRITORS
How would the World masses react
To being ordered to stop-in every day?
No more flying here, there nor to anywhere
Due to the virus, they must GO home and STAY!
Saturday 11th July 2020 6:42 pm
Nurses, with bleepers,
Tasers and rules,
Are you AWOL,
Are you this,
Are you that,
I am afraid they will kill me again tonight
Nurse Dee, Dee now
Saturday 11th July 2020 6:18 pm
Also by Nicola Byrnes:For John Gilroy stream of consciousness | Detox | Eve | Can't rest tonight | I shouldn't talk about it?? | Can't breathe | Superman | There's nothing to do | Publisher | Rhiannon | Fertility | Chemotherapy | Home and lockdown, | Awful Day | Sorry, | Checks _Day 15 | Help me | Be at peace | Lockdown, | The staff | If this is my only voice | Ex husband | No tears | Death | The Water song | Day 13 | For You | For Ste | Music | Day 10 | Signature | Young Victim | Day 6 | Bipolar | Spirit | Shakepeare |
Take a broken barrow and load up with stones,
Wheel it ‘cross the broken bridge made from broken bones,
Heave it to the hall of kings sitting on their thrones,
Leave it at the wall where rings of paupers cry their mournful moans,
Let them build their crumbled cairns in honour of the Gods,
Fill the air with empty prayer and hopeful eyes from knowing nods,
Let the lightning strike the gro...
Saturday 11th July 2020 6:18 pm
Also by Jason Bayliss:Paint | Amor Fati |
I wouldn´t even know
if you lay sick
on a hospital bed
I wouldn´t even know
if you went all in black
to a loved one´s funeral
I wouldn´t even know
if you sat in that bathtub again
with a razor blade
at your wrist
I wouldn´t even know
I couldn´t help you
Saturday 11th July 2020 6:10 pm
He made a cosy nest, protected from the cold
In a grey stone wall, in a steel pipe, very old
He could carry the post
He could race to the coast
He was a pigeon, who could not be pigeonholed
Photograph credit to local photographer Robin Ree
Saturday 11th July 2020 6:10 pm
Also by julie callaghan: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 |
Divination by the flight of birds
is the order of the day, he sees doves swoop
from the right, and his love is emboldened.
The world is flat (and whatever happens
at the edge is no concern of the boy),
to his horizons she is the centre.
The eye of eternity has been found
to be blind, the amber clear as aspic.
He vows to weave through these days for her sake.
To make of Mars a peace...
Saturday 11th July 2020 5:09 pm
Also by Adam Whitworth:Something About Hands |
Poem 94 of 230: MOROCCAN TEA
Here’s a hint
It’s very brief:
Just pick a leaf
From the backyard,
And wash if marred;
Leaf, bag, in mug,
Boil the jug,
Pour in and stir,
Oust the former,
And add sugar.
It’s easy, see -
Well, 'tis roughly.
(C) David Franks 2003 -
Saturday 11th July 2020 4:23 pm
*this is a little bit happier than usual i guess idk when i wrote this i was just vibing i guess*
maybe not everything is so bad
yeah im still sad
but I cant be mad
Because the sun is on my skin
Im writing poetry
And drinking tea
So right now i think i win
And while tonight i may cry
currently im not asking myself why
Saturday 11th July 2020 3:51 pm
Also by Youngdumbpoet:God vs Satan | how do you see me? | 'it' |
Now I'm back on my feet
Mind, body and soul
Are all now normal
My heart plays a song
I love its rhythm and lyrics
It's a divine cosmic mix
Which Angels are singing
Life is but what we make
I had too many dreams
Wishes and desires extremes
With someone close to me
He went on another journey
With a fair maiden made for him
Saturday 11th July 2020 3:37 pm
Also by Bluesky.girl: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 |
Amid the intensity
when I meander
chaotic with crowd
I see the barefoot freedom
of the young,
who will discover,
when the shell
begins to crack,
love will leave
like a turtle,
on its back.
Saturday 11th July 2020 3:34 pm
Our pains - there are many kinds;
Some of body. Some of mind;
And so when we feel distressed
In many ways it is expressed.
With body pains we scream or shout;
And let people know what it's all about;
So they understand just how we feel,
As tis often short and soon will heal.
But our mind's problems are complex,
As they may have some strange effects.
And with such troubles we may retre...
Saturday 11th July 2020 3:09 pm
Tommy Licester went to Bicester
To see Sally, his little sicester
But on her door was a note
That Sally had wrote-
It seemed that Tommy had just micester
Saturday 11th July 2020 1:19 pm
How else to make a possible union, implausible,
How else to besmirch a positive gtraduation,
How else, but within a coma?
There within realms of Sirius, a Blue Sun grants
A helping hand to an old planet where fledgling concepts
Are denied expansions of thoughts, feelings, futures,
For the 'old' deception for new babes
Does not want of realization, where withi...
Saturday 11th July 2020 1:03 pm
merely at the sight
of him when at
reunions with his
former army chums
Such a dashing lot
too, he served with
many of them at Puna,
riding with the Dragoons
After he was demobbed
they offered him a job
at a bassoon factory
tuning in instruments
He never told a
soul about his
passion for eating
high fibre prunes
Saturday 11th July 2020 12:43 pm
Also by Philipos: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 can never go back
now that we have learned
the new way
we can never back to work
or back to school
or resume our normal lives
until every last disease is eradicated
and human suffering and death
all ailments and sickness must end
every stubbed toe
every bee sting
every cold and sniffles
human experience must be ...
Saturday 11th July 2020 12:29 pm
Also by d.knape: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 |
Many times he'd been round the block
To prove it he still had the scars
He'd mixed with a host of bad women
Yet even now he aspired to the stars
A wholesome girl was what he wanted
He needed someone clean and refined
Not the hard types that had fleeced him
The worn-out bodies his had entwined
Then he met Martha who wore no perfume
Her contours she carefully dis...
Saturday 11th July 2020 11:06 am
Also by simon lucan:Never Praise A Lover | The Quiver Of Fond Lips |
Jane was adopted at a very early age.
Her birth mum,an actress, with no work on the stage,
Became homeless and onto the streets went,
Made a living begging in Margate Kent.
Jane was fortunate her upbringing was stable,
She shone at school became bright and able.
To an university in Kent Jane went,
Qualified as a doctor and to a hospital went.
Jane decided to try a...
Saturday 11th July 2020 10:59 am
Also by hugh: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 |
"When the Face you Detest is You"
It is easy to stare in the face of sinners
with holy anger streaming from your face,
Smirking gleefully at their foulness,
And priding in your self-bequeathed sacredness.
Because your robes are white,
And your titles high
But, hey, what of your heart?
You leap on every wrong turn,
Crying the law and its damning co...
Saturday 11th July 2020 10:33 am
Also by Emeka Collins:"Bound for the City" | "Conversation with an atheist Lover" |
Be vocal and informed on World opinions,ease your self through life, don't fret over things,that are out of your control. If your feeling blue,stick your ear to the ground, and listen to the thundering bass of Mother Earth, to remind you of her kindness. Also her wrath, if you try to plunder her. Stay wired and wary of what news and sources you take in. Plug into your inner thought...
Saturday 11th July 2020 10:21 am
Also by Ed Kynaston:Cotton candy land | The neural river flows | Drones in the sky | Voice box for Buddha |
Confidence comes from self-knowing
Knowing is to journey within
Within is the source of all wisdom
Wisdom is to truly master life
Life is about self-knowing
Knowing oneself is growing
Growing is the true path
Paths all lead to inner wisdom
Wisdom is an acceptance
Acceptance is to know oneself
Oneself the true source of knowing
Knowing yet never knowing all
Saturday 11th July 2020 7:17 am
Also by email@example.com:What About Me? | Tales To Tell | Some People | Observed On My Travels | Dragons | The Jacket |
I’ve got callouses
I’m covered in scars
I’m broken inside
So loving me is hard
You kissed my fingers
My heart pounded so hard
You bathed me in love
And now i can’t get up my guard
It just seems so easy for you
Even after all we’ve been through
You told me you didn’t want to lose me
So how are you being so cold
You washed away the armour that i hold
I wish that this hurt you like i...
Saturday 11th July 2020 7:05 am
Also by Maddie Wilson:Green Eyes |
The following is in reply to a private message to a fellow poet this morning who ending by saying...
..."I don't even know what poetry is! I just write the words in my head as I reflect on a life spent/misspent"...
###### I do exactly that.
In fact, I have written a few poems here that do say just that... Life is poetry mate.
Some of it is hard and challenging. WOL ...
Saturday 11th July 2020 6:40 am
Also by poemagraphic:Good Morning World | No laughing matter | Chariots Of Fife | Just a bit of fun | The Chameleon Poet | HeSheAphrodite | On-line Friendships. | Fools gold | Still |
The world's most dangerous place
strategically important a location
Countries hankering to gain control
line of active control dividing Nations apart
The most dangerous place a person could visit
in News over the globe in covid times
pandemic issues are being overlooked here
soldiers are being murdered by ambushed ones
who holds the sway over aksai chin?
isn't an issue ...
Saturday 11th July 2020 5:46 am
I open my eyes in the morning, hoping to feel better
Instead I feel dread and loneliness waking back up in my heart
If there was no sunrise I know that I would die
The sun lights up my veins and kisses my skin
But if there was no end to my sleep I would rest in blissful ignorance of the fate that is to always come
Saturday 11th July 2020 3:03 am
Also by VHH:Woman |
Who are we if we don’t fight for equality?
Equality of every race and creed.
Who are we if we don’t stand for what we believe?
If we were built on freedom and justice for all then tell me how you can stand tall.
While mothers fall to their knees begging for mercy.
While you speak of walls and greatness.
JESUS give me patience cause this man’s ignorance is compl...
Saturday 11th July 2020 12:19 am
Goodbye my Sufi friends and lovers
Nothing now exists to connect you to me.
You are free. Tayyar can be trusted.
I will rise from the trap of this world
I will ask you to be my servant in paradise.
You are my dancer, I am your poet, we laugh
Together on days when I taste rain-drift-clouds.
When you sew I can watch you and fall in love
Again, I remember our first meeting, fleeting
Friday 10th July 2020 9:29 pm
Also by John E Marks:The speech of angels | Vestiges | INDEPENDENCE DAY | FOOTLOOSE |
doubles the crime
of a doubled life
just like the last time
I held you
I have you
but I don’t
I love you
but I don’t
I search for what I’m missing
in between our intense kissing
beautiful words that lift me up
stories with deeper meaning
culture, music, political issues
Friday 10th July 2020 9:07 pm
Also by kimberly:Choking | Unwell | A keen eye's woe | Deconstruction Site | Chasing Sunsets | Did I Ever Tell You... |
Asked if she knew anything about poetry;
Threw the complete works of Tennyson at me.
Now, had she chosen Eliot,
The blow would've been far less horrific,
For though Eliot was the better poet,
Tennyson was the more prolific.
Friday 10th July 2020 8:54 pm
Also by branwell kent:Horse Nonsense | Unlikely Nonsense | The Secret Of A Long Life | True Story | Mea Culpa | How We Won The War | Body Language |
In the-EFFU UPYURZ STINKHOLE-night club
with demonic profanities daubed on every wall
before I knocked another short back
I knocked a scrubber off up against the filthy s**thouse wall
she only charged a quid a screw, this was my lucky day!
but when she added ' that's plus VAT '
I said ' yer wot! no ! way!
so I had to watch this crafty cow, thinking she had the measur...
Friday 10th July 2020 7:50 pm
Also by Mr LEON STOLGARD: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 |
O' if you could see the Devil's grin, would you trespass on his mortal sea?
Thy is no sanctuary to those perils, bound phlegmatic men;
whose hands labour in enemy boundaries.
O' trawler men, who art thou unite in brethren, fight incoming battles; torrential weather.
Many address the danger, huddled together; trying to keep warm
but we know death is no friend and is always hungry for more.
Friday 10th July 2020 7:09 pm
Also by MARIA ELENA:The Bailaora of the Ball |
With sturdy silence
Friday.10th July 2020
She spoke nothing
as woman being
but heard the words
and looked towards the sky
why human beings are so intolerant?
she had no glorious moments
she was praised all the way
but she had found the safe way
"I won't stay with you"
my journey shall not be smooth through
the comfortable company
so I shall be...
Friday 10th July 2020 5:48 pm
Also by Jadia4708au: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 |
To learn everyday was what taught to me,
Sinking in a ocean, moving steadily;
It was the ocean of knowledge and believes,
Suddenly the world changed, and power came to cease.
'Look at him, look at her', comparing to the whole world,
Trying my very best, to win in every word.
Becoming a good son, a dear brother and good friend,
But that 'I', was lost in the end.
I became what you want, ...
Friday 10th July 2020 3:05 pm
Also by Bhavesh Ahalani:A battle with self. | Trapped | A new Family | To the best mentor he ever had. |
I would rather aspire to the inspirations that bring shame than the virtues of the just.
Evil does not exist save as a concept. Yet we are greatful for the concept as nothing is more delightful than being wicked.
The pungency of decay has a bouquet that clings tight like a lover or a memory.
Nothing excites the senses more than the extremes of experience. Life must be sacraficed in some d...
Friday 10th July 2020 10:53 am
Also by Daniel Reuben King:The Skeletons Of Impossible Forms | The Land Of Nameless Children | We Create Our Definitions Having None Of Our Own |
Ujjal Mandal, India, July 10, 2020
I'm burning but why are you shedding thick tears? said the Thread to the Candle.
Whose heart is full of pain, he must cry, the Candle
Friday 10th July 2020 9:21 am
Also by Ujjal Mandal:A Frustrated Lover's Pay | Yesterday is Better than Tomorrow | Maa, the Maker of the World | Mother, My Loving Lotus |
he was so kind,
even as his daughter entered her preteens
he honestly was her best friend
all of her friends loved him, teased her
about his appeal to them,
but really ... they knew
he was a dad to some who didn't have one
or whose ones just honestly sucked at being a Dad.
i met him a few times
he came to my home
he drank his tea black, no milk...
Friday 10th July 2020 4:58 am
You were somebody I used to know.
You meant everything to me, not long ago.
I remember everything and I know.
I'm not longer a thought in your mind anymore.
You were the ray of light in my darkness.
The calmness to these violent storms.
The shelter to the hailing rain.
The comfort behind closed doors.
You lit up my world ablaze.
Spoke truth into my soul.
Inspired me to be a better man.
Thursday 9th July 2020 11:04 pm
Also by Zhar2020:Adam and Selina Part.1 (poetic story) | Why does it terrify me so? |
Replanting my soul into a bitter bowl of charcoal
Poking holes in muddy soles to let stagnant water run
Up to our knees, up to our necks, screaming steel tomb
Algae will one day bloom on my bleached bones
Thursday 9th July 2020 8:27 pm
They are a hopeful breed.
My grandfather quotes Pope’s ‘An Essay on Man’
As he tells me that “hope springs eternal”.
My mother points at a patch of crocus and bluebells in the Spring,
“A few months ago, this land was barren,
And now there is so much beauty.”
My father references his favourite Cohen song,
When he whispers to me, “There is a crack in everythi...
Thursday 9th July 2020 7:54 pm
Also by Isobel O'Donnell:A Broken Mirror | Fever | The Fawns |
I awake on a bed of roses,
Whose petals crunch like orphaned autumn leaves.
A ray of sunlight towards me approaches,
Dancing in the light are muddy speckles aplenty.
I can feel the air around me toy with my locks,
Which is as feeble as your grasp on my hand.
But I hold on
To you, this very second, this very moment.
The mere sight of you sugarcoats my disill...
Thursday 9th July 2020 7:07 pm
Also by Shifa Maqba:What Lies Above And Below Us |
One Hundred Days In Plague Town
I met a man in Plague Town
With bird’s beak and a long black coat
He carried a cane in his left hand
He spoke to me and I quote:
‘Don’t travel far from your fire son
Go runaway and hide
For Fear stalks the streets of Plague Town
Some are ill and others have died’
So I went back home as he told me
And I sat and counted the days...
Thursday 9th July 2020 5:06 pm
Also by Ian Whiteley:Insomniac | Six Grandfathers | Marketplace | Spells | Old Vic | Needles & Thread | We Never Suspected A Thing | You Could Own An Upright Piano |
Idling evening on the terrace
watching the light on the bay
saw a swirling whirl of wings
zigging, zagging, desperately spiralling
up down over round and above.
A ravenous rapacious raptor
chasing a frightened fledgling.
Just when all seemed lost
the victim, as a last resort,
dived under the table, and crouched
quivering, heart thumping visibly
half dead with shee...
Thursday 9th July 2020 3:15 pm
Also by Jennifer Malden:A visit to Vulcan |
Dominoes are hanging, like 88 wind-chimes, inside a
Record shop window; whereinto an old Irish priest, once a dreamer of becoming
Michelangelo, or Liszt the virtuoso, today called
'Father Manyon,' is peeping; recalling the scented
Solitary pine, on the hillside of his home town; whereunder he used to recite
La Belle Dame sans Merci, often wishing to
See the pale sighing face o...
Thursday 9th July 2020 3:02 pm
Also by Michael Kwack:From the Garden of Afternoon |
if my mind should
to a deserted
place in nature
I shall retreat
and devoid of attachments
I shall be happy
by my self
here cocooned inside
natures comforting womb
the fluid depths
of my futile concerns
will be laid bare to
then mother nature
with her hyptonic potions
my anxieties away
Thursday 9th July 2020 2:17 pm
Also by Abdul Ahmad:Rosy future | A banquet spread out in the night sky | The mirror only now reflects | Monkeys filled the vacuum | A well planned return |
I seek you moth girl,
there are hopes masked
behind doors in our mind
that felt like Fear
Frozen Little Doll
It’s where you still solicit,
Part Me, Part Him
God’s Steward dismantled
drowning under sheets
and adult whims
Fragments of sin
I ask you to come home
dance with me again,
you are swimming of reach
in the same mind...
Thursday 9th July 2020 12:32 pm
March - June 2020 :
During the early months of the UK lockdown, in response to the Covid-19 pandemic - I've been organising and running an online community writing project through various Facebook community boards, but in two different communities: Fakenham, in north Norfolk, where I live & work, and the Isles of Scilly, which I've known and loved for over twenty-five years. The two poems produ...
Thursday 9th July 2020 12:11 pm
I was given the earth
not to keep but to sow and to share
such a beautiful mine like a beautiful yours
no wrath from some mouth
no pursed scorn from some upturned lip
truest in soil under our fingernails
of the most perfect rose
Thursday 9th July 2020 11:32 am
Also by Clive Culverhouse:Mission | Shockwaves | Pagans | The Asked Man | Let’s Escape Tonight | The Pact | If The Flames |
An attempt at mid-line assonance and end-line consonance. A re-post from 2012. (I no longer require a penile cage to restrain me!).
In the mind and on the flesh sense the crop’s keen edge
Hear the swish and feel the thresh; Mistress will oblige.
One’s for you; the second’s mine; the third is born in rage
Three red welts in perfect line; Mistress will oblige.
Pain and pleasure ...
Thursday 9th July 2020 9:45 am
Also by John Coopey:THE 11 PLUS | BAME! | THE BATTLE OF WATERLOO |
The year is 1987
the Artex walls of number 11
the union jack flag left in the loft by the owner before
Ted and Helen who lived next door
close to the school, a walk away
summer days on the wreck we'd play
we had the coal bunker cellar underneath our feet
my great uncle sonny lived across the street
no bath, only showers here
the broken bedroom door, closing fear
tiles on the floor and...
Thursday 9th July 2020 9:24 am
Also by Keiron Higgins:The doctor will see you now. | Let The Music Play |
Johnny stood in a shop
With his parents ranting on
They couldn't decide
Which leaded to a fight
Daddy asked Johnny
" Which one do you choose?"
Johnny quickly replied
" I like Daddy's choice."
His Dad smiled which soon died
When Johnny added
" Because Daddy chose Mommy
And Mommy chose Daddy."
Now the tables were turned
And the giggling could be heard
Thursday 9th July 2020 9:04 am
Also by Anmolpreet Kaur:Slumber | First Impression | Smeared |
BETTER OUR 'MORRO
You wake me up sparrow,
Early in the morning.
With your clarion call,
Which comes out chirping.
Above bed's window panes,
You prepared your nest.
But you're never seen in it,
Taking some rest.
On the contrary you're seen,
Busy in bringing hay.
To make the nest strong,
All the whole day.
After some days,
You're seen feeding your littles.
With incessant Increase,
Thursday 9th July 2020 3:46 am
Also by DR. MUKUND BHANDARI:Obtain the Face of Oversoul |