Poetry Blogs (loneliness)
John Stamp on CLAIRE STAMP (7 hours ago)
These days I feel a kinship with the four white walls,
Which guard my every move, every breath, every thought.
Observe how they close in on me, irked, distraught-
They make the world look small.
I speak to them in unfinished puzzles,
And superficial metaphors,
And subdued gurgles,
And defeated murmurs.
My words are nothing but a brook,
Whose melancholic babbles fill the chilly air.
Monday 21st September 2020 10:42 am
Shadows of a face I see
Pain oozing beyond every pore
mocking empty arms
Worthless words that shatter my core
Shadows reflect in the mirror for me
Dust resting in places not seen
Caress faded floors
Memories blurring from what could have been
Shadows saturate the world that I see
Dying embers of defeated hope
Thursday 20th August 2020 8:55 am
It’s a nagging,
A light tug of the sleeve on a cold day,
It reminds you it’s there with
Every quiet evening and cancelled plan
If you close your eyes you can feel
It stronger, engulfing you with its words
And its touch, filling your soul with the
Dirty sludge it flourishes within.
It follows you while you walk from
Street to street, from room to room,
And taunts you ...
Thursday 16th July 2020 3:21 pm
When I walked through the path,
Alone in the moonlight stars.
I found a stranger wearing smile,
Didn't know the feelings behind
Walked with her and saw a different world
'There I got a new family' - I loved
Didn't know we could get so close
That my life could be disastrous if we broke.
Hiding the feelings behind and faking the smile they left.
Hope of meeting again is the only thing they ...
Tuesday 7th July 2020 8:04 pm
Alone is only lonely
I guess I'm not the only
One living on his own
I'm guess I'm not at home
With anyone at all
I guess it's not my fault
I guess I'm just the only
Who's tired of being lonely!
Friday 26th June 2020 12:20 pm
I embellish my arms with bangles
As thick as two strands of hair.
Their raucous cackles
Suffuse the tepid air.
Air that's fragrant with spices
I add to my copper pots.
Air whose redolence
Reminds me of what I've lost.
The dough that I mould
Sans a scintilla of strain,
Boasts imprints of my knuckles manifold,
Knuckles on which those kisses still linger, ...
Monday 15th June 2020 9:43 am
She comes into the house unannounced
doesn’t bother a quip when asked to speak
slams the door shut
and takes to her room to retreat
Behind the locked door, music blares
her demeanor tells everyone she doesn’t care
her closeted persona is darkness deeper
than her black eyeliner coupled with black hair
She’s never known love
never been the center of affection...
Saturday 13th June 2020 1:04 pm
Mabel Jubb was a mystic, a deep thinker
She read philosophy, was often miles away
Her house was stacked with learned tomes
That she cherished and revelled in every day
Poor Mabel she was full of good intentions
She signed petitions and gave to the poor
But the lockdown became too much for her
The coastguard found her clothes along the shore
She'd never married tha...
Wednesday 10th June 2020 11:34 am
A magenta sky
greets my morning sigh.
Another majestic day,
lost in the minutia of life.
paralyzing dream sabers.
Download another book,
refresh the poet's page.
Escape, behind a waterfall
Dry your eyes,
face your fears.
Tuesday 9th June 2020 4:31 pm
Please guide me home
for tonight I wont be able to walk alone
I need soft-spoken eyes to show me the way
I need pure loving hands to tap on my shoulders
Kind-hearted soul for my heart to release this pain
I think I can't go any further
I know I've lost the track, can't find the right path to come back
I've screwed everything since the awake of the universe
I've forgotten what it's like to ...
Wednesday 20th May 2020 12:29 am
You paint yourself blue, always blue
this letter brings me down
perched upon a rusty trailer
paint peels over my shoulder
I've been drinking
since the boats were rested
on the muddy estuary bed
It's high tide, low life
high tide, low life
I won't stop my reaching out
if there's any way to help, I'll find it
you're so slow to take my hand
scratching at your skin for answers
Monday 20th April 2020 1:45 pm
I accept that they may feel lonely
The constant reminder from the media that they are isolated
Alone in their puddle of thoughts
Suddenly drowning in their echoes of silence
Against all odds I am managing just fine
A stream of thoughts flowing all day
Nothing to block my mind from floating away
Not today, anyway
My thoughts are not all positive
I am unbalanced ...
Sunday 5th April 2020 7:52 pm
Sunday 9th February 2020 2:04 am
A lonely boy in a sea of lonely nights
in that last hour of the day
capturing words he wishes he had said
writing them down
so they’re out of his head
Music fills the air
soothing the tension
lessening the cares
Take a trip to the other side:
what makes the other person tick,
what makes them come alive,
what’s in their head they’re trying to hide
Sunday 12th January 2020 2:58 pm