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Poem in Progress E
Sometimes you just have to
throw your cards
against the wind
and watch where they land
six plus five is eleven
shows me where to dive
how to jump
blind
deep inside
the mirror behind
the future a wall
blank
white
tall.
©JM. Cole
Sunday 22nd October 2017 7:07 am
A Poem in Progress
I stare straight into the sun
a rock doesn't in the river run
unlike the witch
I sink like a stone
unknown
cold
alone
as in the beginning
numb
to my existence
lost
in oblivion
a round a square
to triangle crowned
no coming back
the clown drowns
there is no sound
out in the clouds
upside down
hanging on a frown
my colour fogs
to a clay like brown
I whistle...
Tuesday 26th September 2017 6:11 am
PaperMate (explicit)
I am my own best friend,
me and my burning pen.
Together alone
through everything
we have been,
my papermate and I
find myself, I lose my way,
I lose myself, I find my way,
I come back around again
then square I go,
alone.
Cut the nose, spite the face,
I got pride, I got space,
not a number, not a mistake.
Slave never
a sheep black as me
so black I am the light,
...
Thursday 24th August 2017 10:47 am
3 Idiots
There is a tale of 3 idiots that flourished in a city,
Nobody of them became famous was their pity,
Many wanderers came and came many magicians,
Neither of them was able to carve their creations,
Lest they became grief-stricken and more edgy,
For the most of time their sadness turned cagy,
Had there been any kind of charmed glare of hope,
Because then only these days have gone...
Tuesday 10th January 2017 3:53 pm
YOUR VOICE
Your hiding ahead of me is a speaking disguise,
What stays in mind of me is your soothing voice.
I doubt about other people about their advice,
They seldom know my heart somehow my price,
All I need is a entertaining simile of your enterprise,
What stays in mind of me is your soothing voice.
You are a great personality front of me at arise,
Jumbling your words that c...
Saturday 7th January 2017 4:33 pm
but not like that
not like the way that first sunray feels
when it hits your winter-pale skin
not like the contented way you fall asleep
in your hammock
underneath the moonlight
like the saltwater smell in your hometown
or the taste of banana pancakes on the weekends
not like the kick you get
when you snap a perfect picture
not the like the adrenalin that travels through you veins
whe...
Thursday 23rd June 2016 10:56 pm
3 Write
3Write is a new free monthly writing event at the heart of the local community in Ashton-under-Lyne. It takes place every first Saturday at Ashton Library starting at Noon on Saturday 5th March, and is open to people of all ages and abilities.
The premise is 3 themes per session, and 3 styles of writing per session. We then 3Write. With the growing spoken word scene in Tameside (with big p...
Monday 29th February 2016 4:59 pm
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