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Creation
As I write, each line reaches for memories
lost, fallen beyond the edge of the world:
kamarupa dwelling in infinity, fading
when my lines do not find them
and my words fail passion and desire.
Eons, lost pasts. Which of them
could dream my frail dream of this
verse? Which, thrown
across the fabric of time, could make
nothing everything?
Wednesday 29th March 2023 3:00 pm
coins in the fountain
coins in the fountain
when you tossed coins into the fountain
did you make a wish that might come true
or only a wish that you can wish for
they say the grass is greener
on the other side of the mountain
but they also say she will come
riding six white horses
when she comes
is either true
or are these only things others have wished for
th...
Monday 11th July 2022 4:55 pm
Descent
roped together
on a cliff wall
keep going for there's doom should we stall
momentum counts
never look down
you look enchanting in your wedding gown
hope for no rain
dry grips better
black granite's awkward when its wetter
below is what
we left behind
up there who knows what we'll find?
the air is rare
birds swoop and cry
into ragged fea...
Wednesday 6th October 2021 11:32 am
Last Night
Last night as I lay thinking, you sneaked into my head
I tried to turn you off from thoughts, but you stayed instead
you made me remember valentines nights from long ago
Me and you out for the night, kissing dancing slow
I remembered how you said you loved me, and I you
Then came the laughter and the places that we knew
making love was easy that was before the war
then out came a s...
Tuesday 21st January 2020 11:09 pm
Morning calm
A world of desperation.
The face and the faceless.
Indescribable yet on the tip of my tongue.
Impecability holds the key to power.
I stare out over the city on my park bench throne.
The morning hours calm my mind.
Crows speak in their own tongue.
I reflect on a night of dreaming.
The number is 4.
Time to let go of what I can no longer carry.
My saving grace is ...
Monday 10th June 2019 2:29 pm
Bed Time
Bedtime
Do you ever lie there at night,
With memories running through your mind
of times gone by, to come, to never be?
I heard meditation lets you slow these down,
See all of them at once or not at all,
To just be there - thoughts floating through your mind
like tiny boats sailing the wind in a breeze,
Peacefully gliding through your consciousness
Like a kite rippl...
Friday 12th October 2018 11:17 am
Travel Sickness
I sat all day in the corner
awaiting a call on the 'phone
but when it came through
the voice that I knew
was nowhere at all in the room
The nurse that called me much later
knew where I was travelling to
but she never heard
the call of the bird
that flew in my traveller's dream
The doctor gave me some drugs
to keep the malaria down
but the pills that I ...
Monday 8th October 2018 4:04 pm
I would....
I would stand infront of your door,
at night, letting the soaring rain pour.
I would call your name over and over again,
until you open your eyes and remember the dreams we had.
I would whisper sweet things to you,
that's exactly what I used to do.
I would make you feel beautiful,
do you remember how I used to prove it to you?
I would come back home with flowers in my hand,
God I woul...
Tuesday 2nd October 2018 12:28 am
On the Beach
Between the wooden breakwaters
I sit on the flinty stones
to watch the grey sea
waves rattling the beach
That foaming water
that was once the horizon
where I sailed
Monday 27th August 2018 5:56 pm
Walkabout
You would think that I would have a handle on this Based as I am in no space, with no story but the road But those who let loose in raves surrounded for miles By pavements, they think that they can achieve That state, there, in Clubs in the basements of high-rises. Maybe they know more about this than the lion in the zoo. These faces come and go, family is far flung across The...
Wednesday 2nd May 2018 9:33 pm
When I Am A Sleep Or Awake
{When I Am A Sleep Or Awake}
When I am a sleep or awake I dream of you all the same
©Tina Glover All Rights Reserved/ One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer Originally written in 2016 but posting here on February 15,2018
Thursday 15th February 2018 10:36 pm
Cooling Towers
Parking the car
out by the cooling towers
breathe the quiet in
lit by the moon
not going anywhere
Thinking on
all those sad miles behind me...
Remember when we were nineteen
kissing in the back seat
tucked into the kerb
lit by our lust
not going anywhere
Thinking on
all those mad miles behind me...
When we were nineteen
everything was a fire
everything was flame
but everyt...
Wednesday 18th October 2017 9:56 am
October 2017 Collage Poem: The Strangeness of Dreams
Birds in their time
Snatched by roaring winds
To dream of whatever is there
In the shadow is a haunted face
As another lies awake waiting now
Water, rising, frogs, fish, fins, brushing
The legs as they passed by
The hazy days of summer
And all that racket
From next door
Wish I could sleep!
To dream is to sleep
To sleep is to dream
The myst...
Tuesday 10th October 2017 11:14 am
no title
It's time for bed,
the walrus said;
and so it is as now.
It's time for bed,
and so my head
is ready for the bow.
But words still gait
upon the wilt
of never and the row.
And gone are they
that hope and pray
for ever and for thou.
It's time for bed
the moon has said;
yet ever in her tide,
the moon is dead
and night has fled,
and dawn is by her side.
So wilt the sky,
in blossom ...
Monday 6th February 2017 12:41 am
Somewhere
Somewhere
I know you're out there
I can hear your voice in the wind that rustles the leafless trees
Like them I'm waiting for Spring
For warmth
Nourishment
To grow again inside love
I'm searching for you
I chase my shadow in the fading colours of the setting sun
Look for your message amongst the stars
Face upturned
Bathed in moonlight
In awe of the universe
I've dreamt ...
Thursday 11th February 2016 12:21 pm
DREAMING FOR ALL TO SEE
You say that I'm a dreamer
and so I may well be
but the dreams I have
aren't just for me,
they're for you and all to see.
The dream is of love,
of life free from harm,
a dream of peace and
shelter from the storm.
The dream is the lifeblood
flowing deep in our veins,
the dream will always be
for all to see
and all that remains.
The dream is t...
Thursday 21st May 2015 6:23 pm
Drowse
Drowse
When there are no mirrors
I am young again
Sitting in the warming glow
of distant years
The aches and pains
will all be gone tomorrow
The days are long
and never seem to grey.
Parents are in another room
just out of hearing
The T.V has three channels
all black and white
Three meals a day
are sitting on the table
The bonfire smoke
creates the evening dusk.
Another time I...
Tuesday 28th April 2015 7:49 pm
Dreaming
Just like everyone else
except your flames burned brighter
more smoked burned my eyes
you had prettier words
your lies seemed more believable
your poison tasted sweeter
you had me convinced that when i cried
you were singing me lullabies
so i smiled in between
hiccups
and choking
sniffing and empty
a paradise i loved
but you're somewhere else
holding the s...
Thursday 9th October 2014 4:51 am
Petals
I will fly to you tonight
Through owl flecked sky.
Embrace in the dance
Of love delightful.
Kiss your sweet lips
Encircle your waist.
With my arms
Feeling your heat.
Searching for your rose
Petals of mountain dew.
Touching my woman
A wonderful thought.
Look into your eyes
To your very soul.
Kissing your lips
Giving myself to you.
Days speeding by
Togetherness.
Soon you fly to...
Tuesday 10th December 2013 7:05 pm
Bye your Side
I forgot to send a poem
Writing to her today
I was carried away.
Forgot the poem
Not the love.
Reaching out
Spirits entwined.
Instantly transported
A thousand miles.
By your side
Watching you this morning
In my mind’s eye.
Rising gently
I turn my back.
While you bathe and dress
I smell your womanly warmth.
Involuntary shudder
You sense that I am there.
A smile rew...
Sunday 1st December 2013 3:06 am
Wings
My first poem, written in the mountains in Northern Cyprus.
With one wing he
The evening gently with her.
She did not see, but I think felt
The warm air change;
Did not see, but knew
Her wing was healing.
Guessing his hands and heart moved
Weaving the scented air.
Flying in circles
Through owl starred night.
Cannot see but feels her
Smiling, moving warm air.
Gliding on the ai...
Saturday 30th November 2013 4:12 pm
Too Dead for Dreaming
I look at you
You don’t look back
You can’t hear what I’m saying
Blinkered, you start to backtrack
Into your world of playthings
I wish you’d join me
You never know what you might see.
A thousand fountains – a million forms of ecstasy
A trillion ways to make your brain cells dance
But you won’t even try, your pupils are too blind
I’ll speak to
...Friday 30th August 2013 1:46 pm
THE GALMPTON ROBIN
The robin sang his song to me,
When I walked out by Galmpton Quay.
Alone he sang at twilight's gleam
Beside the darkening Devon stream.
I am life, his sweet song said,
An angel's voice above my head,
Exulting in his melody,
The robin sang his song for me.
The tiny songbird touched my heart
That day beside the dreaming Dart.
My spirit soared as...
Monday 10th October 2011 7:45 pm
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