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April 2019 Collage Poem: Cleaning the House
Man Ray’s aggravated coffee sneaked
A glance at the new frontier
Thumbs up, India’s best lemonade,
Top of the pops!
An organised death takes Aunt beyond black
Rehydrate the astronaut. The sun approaches.
Whilst cleaning, it’s important to scrub
Behind the fridge.
Catacombs holding rooms in mind of carefully
Packed past chapters.
A bank, some bleach, a b...
Tuesday 9th April 2019 9:39 am
Ekphrastic Visions - February 2019 Collage Poem
Helix barriers all over the world
Riddles flow through digital death traps
What is a man now with no cheap cigars
A mad dead love of afterthoughts gone
Mad Tony's hologram cycles around the
Lanes of South Wales as Alexa
Shouts "Give us 20 pence!"
Ooh! I can see Winnie the Pooh
In The wardrobe!
The candle, the book, and the wardrobe;
Wet washing and dag...
Monday 11th February 2019 11:06 pm
Xmas Collage Poem - Bonkersly Good
Fire burning over memories of Christmas
Santa is riding high into the silk sky
But he cannot come here with Brexit a tie
Donna chewed on Santa’s long toenails
As he snoozed on Blitzen’s fat belly
Where streaks of Pollock green ache
Like August clouds
In love with feathers and glass
As the fires take it all away
Widened eyes of the dirtiest faces
...Tuesday 11th December 2018 12:15 pm
November 2018 Collage Poem: Cheshire Housewives
Cheshire housewife buys her Hereafter Insurance,
Works hard for nativity with port and gin
Our truth is, success means excess.
Then lies were common in family life
Waiting, hiding, broken, when when true
As your eyes sparkle through Mona Lisa smiles
And lies of untruth spoken words
Housewife with her gin
And tonic gives Santa a good
Time!
Heavy Mon...
Tuesday 13th November 2018 10:15 am
Cultivate Life - October 2018 Collage Poem
My lightened, chastened offspring
Return to me, unknowing
Pincher Martin feeds devious plots
Tick Tock
Am I living? Am I breathing?
Life created by a whimper
Hyenas rejected at a tender age
Babies burst from beautiful bodies
But human nature drives towards annihilation
Leeching veins cling for life through the zealous
Suffocation of being fed with ...
Tuesday 9th October 2018 11:29 am
September 2018 Collage Poem: The Earth is Burning
Strange seasons clip and slash new life
The hot sand blows into my soldier’s rations
The robot newsreader sounds like comical Ali
Bacon butties served under sniper fire
World’s end to wellies, flip-flop relief for Achilles
Do I deserve to be loved?
Drowning in an eternal sea of despondency
I rise up and say no
The season changes the earth burns
Naked ...
Monday 10th September 2018 11:51 pm
April Collage Poem: Threads
Thread-bear walks away, brave and curious
Travelling down a road
Knowing nothing about time and space
Happiness of the hangman, as
the Death Row fly is executed.
Silken threads, falling heart strings
There is death in crowns and crones, in the tender air
We are always cutting threads - or weaving them.
I slipped on folded paper that has more than pa...
Tuesday 10th April 2018 12:39 pm
December Collage Poem: Waves
Swansea waves words at passing poets
The twenty-fifth day is long and in others souls,
A week later we enter the next chapter with
New raging goals.
Kissing capitalism's ass and not mine
Highway traffic moves in waves,
Or should that be it crawls like a crab
Marrying a woman from East Texas
She cooked Christmas pudding for dinner each night
In peanut and r...
Monday 11th December 2017 11:24 pm
August 2017 Collage Poem – Obscene
Dave left to stab an unwary autistic
The loneliness of sand.
The man with the photo left
Leaving small details which invoke a hidden world.
IT’S OBSCENE!!!
Freeing slaves from hidden bondage
Pandora had a lot to answer for
Sand in my toes
Sand in my boots sinking in rotten socks
Memories of Mumbai with my daughter,
Waiting for the monsoon
...
Tuesday 15th August 2017 9:23 am
Martin Thinks I'm Catholic
Martin Thinks I’m Catholic
With thanks to Andy N, for suggesting it
My father adored me. He cuddled me in his arms
after my birth and said, Doesn’t she look intelligent, love?
My mother believed I wasted that intelligence raising babies.
I was relieved disappointment had no place in her grateful sigh,
as I arrived at the hospital in time to watch her die.
My brothers consider me...
Wednesday 14th June 2017 10:12 am
June Collage Poem: Evil
Baggy trouser party I will vote for you!
Faded flowers, flowing emotions
Jumping over invisible cats
A stucco heron stalks a halting river
Three bags full, why three, why he, evil be
Evil wears many faces
Ginger Dorris offered peanuts
I bruise easily. My shelter is flimsy
And fragmented. It tastes of shallowed wounds
Sometimes it's a blessing
When a tra...
Tuesday 13th June 2017 11:12 am
May 2017 Collage poem
Gunpowder walk around, a spark was sobbing
Underneath secrets hopping alongside humans
Inbetween trees weeping in regret
Wet willy, slippering down the slope. Pointing at
Your directionless forehead. Hop aboard the bumpy ride.
Wear a helmet. Your tongue is like a whip... but why!
Tip of the tonge. Sharp or soft
A host of feminist vegans
Lie in a pool of his o...
Tuesday 9th May 2017 9:29 am
January 2017 Collage Poem - Hungover
Homeless salvation in the snow
Begging barristers of poisonous kingship
My mug of prison tea
Is the hangover drink for me
The morning after a too merry night of play
No regrets until she calls me the following day,
A sparkling jet of water streams
Into the glass
Poetry; art with words
Truthful tunes played by a Pied Piper
Happy drinks, happy times
...Monday 9th January 2017 9:50 pm
December Collage Poem: Disappointment - Part 2
Crossing over reflections
Mirroring his own life
Life is disappointing; but love is always
beautiful, even across dreary railway tracks
kniving through his childhood
Hair kissed under Homeric stars
Whatever the weather.
Tuesday 13th December 2016 11:52 am
December Collage Poem: Disappointment - Part 1
The difference is disappointment
drowning in a child's mouth
Ladies for tea please leave
that tasty last cake for me!
Brought back to life,
but find nothing but silent blackness
A smile, a nod, generosity and warmth
I haven't been disappointed
The Beatles all white album
on a railway platform
summer is in their eyes
too full of chocolate and ins...
Tuesday 13th December 2016 11:48 am
October Collage Poem: Déjà vu
Skip to the blue book, where Kerouac
Sounds better than Spanish
Pouring madness into teacups
Weeping daily for the return of summer
Relinquish, forgive, summer
Washed up love on a bed of lies
Impelled by the weird sisters
Into someone else’s destiny
I have got a mental block
Can’t think of the rhyme
So you’ll have to wait til next time
A mi...
Tuesday 11th October 2016 5:43 pm
September 2016 Collage Poem: A Better Place
Andrex from front to back
Thank you, thank you Andrex!
Disordered by lines of deja vu
Press the button and get turned on!
A bitch of eternity, especially
If you are a 'Good Wife'
I like fish and chips washed
Down with some beer
Autumn dreams, sparkling clear
Kissing echoes, blowing words
From a distance, past lives, long exposed,
Zoom into ...
Monday 12th September 2016 10:29 pm
June WoL Collage Poem: Anger and Peace
You gaze into the viewfinder
Joining cults
Throughout the 19th and 20th centuries
Love escaped through
A hole then took it over
A bridge upon the moon
Rupture, we all, sod it!
The pen swoops and captures.
Laughing anteaters following screaming demons
Bee working to death
Procession of American angels
File across a bridge to the moon
...Tuesday 14th June 2016 4:39 pm
May 2016 Collage Poem
Internal dreams follow you around
with a golden enchantment
No one knows the girl who is all alone
In a pub where no one goes
Witchcraft, murder, death and anger
An accidental queue jumper, that's me!
No one expected doughnut eyes
The eager needle drinks its fill
Leaving pools of shadow across antique eyes
The worst death is self-inflicted
But...
Wednesday 11th May 2016 10:29 pm
Hats off to the 60s: December 2015 Collage Poem
Risky potential in another file
Back row snog leads to a smoke
Down on the couch with my
Ticket to ride
Carrying yesterday second hand
Across finer memories across leafy roads
And cherish the richest poor child,
Wellies, winkle-pickers, sinking mud.
And Mary pondered these
Things in her heart –
Women are smiles. Love wears wellies.
Telephones are sex...
Wednesday 16th December 2015 10:27 pm
Hats off to the 60s
Risky potential in another file
Back row snog leads to a smoke
Down on the couch with my
Ticket to ride
Carrying yesterday second hand
Across finer memories across leafy roads
And cherish the richest poor child,
Wellies, winkle-pickers, sinking mud.
And Mary pondered these
Things in her heart –
Women are smiles. Love wears wellies.
Telephones ar...
Wednesday 16th December 2015 10:27 pm
November Collage Poem: Smoke
Neutral mind draped across grimy windows,
Got to be cocks and screwdrivers
Ducking and diving across unexpected surprises
Policies of strange girls from Blackpool
and Brief Encounters recycled in Staleybridge
Lumps of snot tubes or mask
Red sore skin rubbed to rust
We meet in hospital corridors,
Platforms of abandoned train stations
It was 50 yea...
Monday 9th November 2015 10:00 pm
August Collage Poem: Making Poetic Hay
A caged bird in Wetherspoon's
Flashing jazz through messy mental maps
On skull-grey stepped buildings
Where books and more books glimpse
of measured escape
Over corridors blocking ways out
edited down stopping feelings
of revenge pleading eases
enchanted in a warped love
Messy murder, mental madness
Who is free and who is caged?
Too many hang-up...
Wednesday 12th August 2015 6:39 am
Heart of Stockport I
M60 atop Manchester's posterior cusp
Hurtling force divides and creates, binds and destroys,
Cut me slowly, cut me quick, careful now
Not too deep
Just like Concorde passing over
the viaduct with its engine vibrating
on the tracks
I'm lost. Blocked. What is hidden in the river?
The naked road is rusting away
I follow the arterial route to your heart
Gia...
Monday 8th June 2015 11:02 pm
Easter WoL Collage Poem
A riotous toast to Queen Victoria
the lighter the better, under the table
black dagger stabs my heart
Oh! To be in Anglesea;
so beautiful -
death, rape, law, sacrifice. The more things change...
And still the penny rolls like a sunset
cascading what it simply used to mean.
We worry not, for our lady still holds
the sky whilst she sings.
The anxiou...
Monday 13th April 2015 11:49 pm
Writing Prompt for Monday
Wednesday 5th November 2014 11:11 am
October Collage Poem: Sacrifice
People die for what they say - a sacrifice
I would say.
Promises unfulfilled in darkrooms
my pen massages,
carefully and lovingly
the waiting page.
She is everywoman: sacrifice, laughter, death.
U kip I kip we all kip
running saved her life
she is all giving
the painting of the dog, howling
she is all-giving, all-taking, all-lov...
Monday 13th October 2014 11:11 pm
September Collage Poem: Merseyways
Wonderful woman lost in her mirror,
worn subject of a Swiss dream
cobbled on the back
of the toilet door.
Tiny lights
observe their image
fragile; a subtle glance.
The river wild, the river loved, the river mild.
History, life, rivalry
my eyes were filled with tears
from the sight
to play by Petrarch's rules the Bard foreswore
swept away...
Monday 8th September 2014 9:45 pm
August Collage Poem: First Jobs
Strangled thoughts inside and out,
Lost chances rust in lonely sidings.
Tailor driven across hope
buried deep under steelworks
strangled in lies
hope made of granite
and reinforced steel.
The tosser on the dance floor
Throw him into an IT grave.
Once you get used to something, your
imagination loses its mind, use your
imagination and look at som...
Wednesday 13th August 2014 4:41 pm
Options - February Collage poem
Bardic warriors in the worn tartan
of Christie Cleek declaim
their savage lines:
It's never too late to be early
and catch the wind
Taxed to death
Heaven-sent
the mirror whispers a thousand words
we seldom notice
Stuffy, smoky stifling atmosphere
of shouting people:
What do they put in our beer?
Stop killing our world -
and don't be late!
...
Monday 10th February 2014 10:09 pm
January Collage Poem: Beginnings and Exits
Mothers of sons dream troubled dreams
of blowing leaves and anniversaries.
Give me an energetic brush every time
it smells like winter, trees sigh softly
and nature floats my boat. Red and gold
leaves scurry along in the force
the pungence of words strong enough
to sting the nostrils, sweet enough
to bless the ears
glamour in fleece and recognition
...Monday 13th January 2014 9:57 pm
September Collage Poem - The Sun
Gold Mastercard buys timeless words;
Sun sets on gyneocratic fruitlessness.
I listen to the bird to find the sun.
I listen to the sound behind closed doors,
scratching the soles of your shoe.
Let him have it for justice;
I sensed a fox in my hollow lounge.
Nothing so warm on a cold day,
as a smile.
The sun oppresses, like governments;
...Monday 9th September 2013 10:15 pm
February Space (February 2013 Collage Poem)
Sudden light falls shining
through tentative air;
I've got Plath married to Larkin -
where did that come from?
Let the Queen
take us from reality,
dreaming of coupling
and cosy nests.
Death and the maiden: sure as taxes
and angry mothers-in-law;
secret sadness
masked by convention.
Your heart-beat
beats with mine;
I...
Tuesday 12th February 2013 4:13 pm
Victory at Christmas - (December 2012 Collage Poem)
Shimmering words slide across sea-shells;
Franglais babies reach out to the world -
Poetry translates from pole to pole,
Beautiful in any language.
Nigel’s naked naughtiness
And still we ask “Why?”
Down the generations, -
Fatherless shaped spaces.
Today has been a really good day
Crushed into a cattle-truck;
While ghosts await visi...
Tuesday 11th December 2012 7:52 am
Stockport WoL August Collage Poem
Out of the frame comes hollow art,
Fly as high as life will let you
One hug means all the world to me
Things aren't always what they seem,
Clothing as well as beauty can be skin deep.
Things tatter in dreams
Like soaked pieces of paper
A brave sun struggles to penetrate the clouds
Red stilettos on the pier
A deck chair with no pr...
Monday 13th August 2012 9:47 pm
Giving (Stockport WoL Collage Poem)
Pulse to pulse, drowning in feathers
Swept by tides of love all moonful midnight,
In the sea and sand having
A pint and potatoes with no salt,
Love is sweet whilst it travels
Close to each other and nature
Together we share time
And time in turn shares us
The pain of recognition bites
Like the rail tracks turning, turning…
Streaks ...
Friday 8th June 2012 2:42 am
November II - Collage Poem Created by Stockport WoL
Wednesday 7th December 2011 10:31 am
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