Poetry Blogs (Poem)

Some day you gonna say,  some day you gonna stop
Some day the world will listen,  some day they gonna stop
Its better to look in bright, so it make you shine
Mix all ingredients of guide, So that it tastes like wine
Follow your heart,  follow your dream
Follow your happiness which makes people scream.

Because 
Some day you gonna say,  some day you gonna stop
Some day the world will liste...

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This winter afternoon

Everything is calm

Everything is silence around me

I only listen to my thoughts

And the inevitable noise

coming from the heater.

I am sitting, staring at nothing

Remembering,

Thinking,

Deep wounds bleed again

Hard times come to me

Long sleepless nights

Wild parties

Expensive trips

Sad and old songs

Therapies, books, movies and...

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Hello, how are you today: upper,middle,lower— class.
front, and center.
I’d like to think if a kid were to get up and say I can’t stand this, then the teacher would get behind them in an orderly fashion.
side by side, classroom C-3 parts in the middle of the day, to make their way back to their seat,
show and tells of mommy and me– are always well received.

A pinned-up faction icon that sta...

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A bit of light wordplay written pre Trump's eviction to lighten my mood whilst watching what seemed to be a love race to failure between leaders.

Prologue

Two households, both alack in dignity,

(In fair Corona, where we lay our scene),

Where ancient men come under new scrutiny,

And touching handles leaves civil hands unclean,

From forth the fatal grip of this new f...

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Reflections on single-parenthood. 

Last Day at School 

And you are off,

Floating through our front door,

Awash with make-up,

Dripping with love,

Much taller now,

Towering above me

A figure of strength,

 Last day at school

Where are you now?

When you are not with me,

No need for cuddles,

No clinging to my leg,

You won’t remember,

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Arden Hall Magic

I met a friend by an old Oak tree,
Remember me? He smiled his smile,
I could not walk on by,

We sat on murky mushroomed ground,
Craned our necks out high,
To a solid old oak tree,
Now taller than the sky,

All around us lay its fruits,
In greens and oak deep browns,
As they had done all those years before
Broken branches coaxing them down,

Our offspring pla...

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Virus Blues: Removal of the Magnificent

 January 14, 2021.  © Mark, All rights reserved

Suggested limits
for foregone futures,
the virus adaption
of torn open sutures.

Partial containment
while our vulnerable vacate,
the vaccine dilemma,
for the fit to placate.

A lockdown series,
serious intention
twitching behind curtains,
turmoiled perception.

Removal of life
removal of glee,
removal of the magnificent
...

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Virus Blues: A Bigley Death Rate

November 20, 2020.  © Mark, All rights reserved

Fallen fallen
so low are we,
as a vindictive little virus
chops down our tree.

The chomping chins
dribble out their spit,
a bigley death rate
says an orange twit.

The homogenised lambast
a terminal bent,
health is now
a simple monetised intent.

Vaccines stab at
our glimmered hope,
who's first in line ?
Says the televisual sc...

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Virus Blues 'We didn't go and run away somewhere'

November 11, 2020.  © Mark, All rights reserved

We didn't go and run away somewhere
just the way we should,
symptoms closer
faster than ever now,
leaking fevered intimate despair.

the grunting of that typical class
deafens the squealing of the sores,
the requiem of the virus boys
stifles the digested stagnant snores.

They done gone and st...

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My mamma always told me
Don't think so much, do not to fret
She said you should give things time
And time would work, even if not yet
What people say, you cannot change
But remember her words, never forget
"You are the light in the darkness, you are hope
Just smile through it, do not mope."
Words might not change, people say what they say
Kill em with kindness, do as you may.

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Women, girls
Little ladies with bouncy curls
We are brought to Mother earth with names of angels, princesses and fairies
But all too soon, the world we grow in turns unsafe, hideous, and scary
These flowers - as buds they never remain
For before 'tis the time to bloom, they learn to battle with the flames

Every day, every moment, a battle she fights
That little lady, that angel, with all he...

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In search of love
Do travellers venture dangerous lands

Their hardships conveyed through the tender hands
Which caress and soothe the hearts of lovers left hurt
Which push and help these lovers out of the dirt
And carry them away from the pull of the sand

Their eyes seemingly sharp and bold
For with this courage have they only found it right
To laugh, to learn, to cherish, to fight
Fight ...

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Growing up I didn't know
If I was immature or just a little slow
You see I always had intentions for the best
But I took to heart all these suggestions given by the rest
Suggestions that didn't make all that sense
Which made me think twice on my self-confidence
You see I always had intentions for the best
But maybe I was too naive,
too hung up, too tense.
In my quest to be better, I admit...

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Zance

A man who wants to be a God

Man only not a supernatural being?

Exactly what are you and why?

Man enough to dare to be a God

MAJOR INSOMNIA

CORPORAL SLEEP

Nick Armbrister and other writers

https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08RXJNGF4/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_hsch_vapi_tkin_p1_i0

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Résumé / Michael Kwack

Love is,

like art,

dull without passion.

Marriage is,

like enterprise,

tough without fortune.

Home is,

like chair,

harsh without comfort.

Life is,

like sleep,

dry without dream.

Death is,

like letter,

empty without story.

Will is,

like poem,

absurd without wit.

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