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Cultivating Life
A traffic jam that spans an entire epoch
Is followed by daily punishments of
Dreary Sisyphean meanderings,
Followed by even more traffic
In sweltering heat and sticky humidity.
With all energy drained from
Lungs, limbs, and mind,
He shuffles into his house
Seeking only relief and brief reprieve.
As he unbuttons his soaked shirt,
“Do me,” assaults his ears
...Tuesday 16th October 2018 11:56 am
Stars Cross
do we subsist together
I feel so far away
born between sowed leaves
my own land and sea
different enough to feel lost
similar enough to connect
individuals so complex
experience, goals, struggles
crystal clear and opaque bubbles
it seems impossible
how we manage
simultaneously in tandem
when in orbit, will we meet
you see me and I, you
I touch you and yo...
Tuesday 16th October 2018 1:28 am
Hardened Poets
Neither cold night nor seasonal change
on the turning earth dismays or hampers them
Veterans of words hold fast in all weathers
Never retreating, ever writing victories
Impassioned by an urgent inner voice
They hold fast to their poetic purpose
Drawing strength from years, they fight on
Never dimmed or surrendering to silence.
Tuesday 9th October 2018 11:20 am
Pieces of Me
My light shined upon
the dark hues of you-
the vastness hidden
in narcissism.
I coated the pain
with discarded paint,
bleeding through linens
of truth's art canvas.
Fragile yet edgy curves
dance into shapes that
identify me,
granting sanity.
Monday 8th October 2018 8:51 pm
domestic abuse losing self narcissism poetikaly anointed poetry sanity self-identity self-love
Missing Soul
I come to at half past three
in the middle of the night
and these images won't erase
I'm haunted by the tape
once it is light
your hands disappear
my brain is mine
and my limbs come crawling back
but the tape keeps playing
I know there's no escape
because night always falls
then I fall into you
and my mind leaves me
with no thoughts left to think
I make my way
the void is frictionle...
Friday 5th October 2018 2:51 am
{Evil Venom}
{Evil Venom}
Your venom is like an evil
wicked snake knocking
at the door saying let me
in because I am the devil
and as I try to run from
the devil knocking at the
door because I can't
escape myself it's like
holding a shotgun to my
head and pulling the trigger
while blowing my brains
out all over you pussy ass
bitches while saying hot
damn you hav...
Thursday 4th October 2018 8:43 pm
dark poems dark poetry dark stories fiction fictional character One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover poem poetry story Tina Glover Writing out loud
SCREAMING BLUE MURDER - NEW ALBUM
I have released a new poetry/music album titled 'Screaming Blue Murder' under my recording project THE CROWS OF ALBION. The title track is provided above.
There are 16 tracks (1 cover) all of which were originally posted as poems on Write Out Loud.
Over the past 5 months I've been working them into 'songs' with a great producer - John Kettle from Merry Hell at Music Projects in Wigan.
The...
Tuesday 2nd October 2018 6:44 pm
crows of albion folk new album poetry punk rock screaming blue murder
Love
{Love}
Love isn't easy to do
Love can be a nightmare
that follows you
throughout your life
Love can rip your heart
apart if you trust in
someone who says or
claims that they love you
when in fact they don't
or never did
Love is a tangible
unmistakable hurtful
lie of your life
Love can leave one down
in the dumps when
someone rips your
...Saturday 29th September 2018 4:06 pm
life love One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover poem poetry stories thinking out loud Tina Glover writing out loud
Calling Bluff
The shadows are getting smaller
You’re unable to continue to hide
You have as much luck as the cold caller
When your debt is paid, things will again be right
You’re on the way to misery
Trust me, I’m able to foresee
This fate that has become your distant destiny
One in which you’ll fall down before me
You bite the hand that helps you
Had the chance to quit to
...Friday 21st September 2018 8:48 am
Learning From Our Lass
I've been trying since I got released
I want to start anew
but it's impossible to get a job
when I can't secure an interview
they're gossiping down the bookies
and in the local boozer
they're saying I'm no kind of man
that I'm only out to use her
they're saying that I'm work-shy
'cause I stay at home all day
while she's out working two jobs
struggling by on minimum pay
I admit I've got...
Thursday 20th September 2018 11:41 am
family life poem poetry rehabilitation relationships working class
Writing in Rhyme
Please consider watching this slam live on Youtube (with subtitles):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IPo1FANFUTU
I can’t help writing in rhyme. I do it all the time.
Rhymes sneak into my texts unbidden
Or if they’re not there, or are too well hidden
Their absence clangs like a bell
And I feel compelled to find them somewhere… bear, care, dare, hair, tear… repair, despair…
...Wednesday 19th September 2018 8:37 pm
We.
silly we are, humans.
we stand in front a whatever immortality.
sinners we are, human beings.
we close our eyes in front a sequence of lying mortality.
innocent we are, children.
we choose to play, pac man in a monopoly’s game.
and this continue, to be continued.
Monday 10th September 2018 10:28 pm
love; sleep; snuggle; innocense; goodness minimal poem poetry
Poetic Warning
WARNING
This world is under poetic surveillance
The POETS are watching
No image, sound or experience is guaranteed safe
from being found… inspiring
They will take feelings you didn’t know you had
and turn them into words you didn’t know you needed
They may not know who they are
but once they get started
they can be unstoppable and unforgettable.
An...
Thursday 6th September 2018 9:39 pm
When I’m remembering you
(Put on Chet Baker - Almost Blue - then read in his voice)
The only time we meet is when I’m remembering you
All my thoughts a bridge
Constructed out of loyal recollections
Reflections I’ve perfected in my mind
And again you are divine
Again you are mine
More mine than ever - before
For a moment -
For a moment - sublime
More than ever before
When I’m remember...
Tuesday 4th September 2018 9:08 pm
A two week old cup of homemade lemonade right before I brush my teeth with vinegar
Losing all my trust,
yet I still believe you,
admitting my defeat.
You have lied,
many times before,
and you still told me things,
no body knows.
Showed your true colours,
but never showed your face.
Flirt with the thought of death,
somehow you were stopped,
but this time,
nothing stands in the way,
except for a bottle of rum,
a golden pen and a writing you'll never understand.
Sunday 2nd September 2018 12:16 am
Bless in a dress (Or just a coincidence that happened at the right place at the right time, I honestly do not know anymore)
With your new red dress,
you walk with such class,
whenever I see you,
you just push me away.
With your new red dress,
you've made my life a mess.
We used to walk along all through the day,
now I can hardly see you,
just wanna say this to your face,
you empty me out.
Like your new red dress,
you're already stained,
easy to wash it,
yet it'll never change your face.
Wednesday 29th August 2018 9:21 pm
ILLUSION
ILLUSION
Just for a while
The feel of summer,
Fields of sunflowers,
Light dazzling,
Heat caressing,
France not Cheshire
Kind of summer.
Smell of lusty earth,
Taste of young wine
That won't travel,
Freshness of fruit
And vegetables,
Proudly displayed
On market stalls.
Just for a while
The illusion of summer,
Ou...
Monday 27th August 2018 10:18 pm
Role Reversal
At nine o'clock your day begins
but I've been up since six
cleaning clothes and scrubbing floors
mushing up your Weetabix
I have to empty all the bins
and wash the dishes up
then I come and bathe you
you're such a mucky pup
clothes hanging on the wardrobe
prepared the night before
I dress you and I feed you
then I clean your mess once more
I put the TV on for you
but I never get a cha...
Friday 24th August 2018 10:33 am
carer Caring childhood family illness parenthood poem poetry
Having a Boss Time Behind Bars
He's getting three square meals a day
it's his idea of heaven
shares a cell with just one other bloke
he's from a family of seven
there's a TV in the corner
his toiletries on the shelf
for the first time in his short life
he can focus on himself
he keeps himself from trouble
he's not trying to prove he's hard
he keeps a healthy distance
from the inmates and the guards
he's working in t...
Thursday 23rd August 2018 10:51 pm
The Denial of an Ageing Disgrace
Where's the fucking rizlas man?
I just need a fucking smoke
to take the edge of
starting with just one almighty toke
this week's been shit. I have to say
today's been much the same
let's smoke 'til I can't see her face
and can't recall their names
she said that I'm an addict yeah
what does she fucking know?
A few pills every weekend
and a little bit of blow
a spliff for breakfast every...
Thursday 23rd August 2018 9:34 pm
abuse addiction alcohol Anger denial Drugs parent parenthood parenting poem poetry working class
I am Both (with audio by me)
I am not the fat girl
I am not the skinny girl.
I am both.
I am both the bingeing in the night
And the starving from pure fright.
I am both
In the mirror I am both.
I am the always too thin pile of bones
And the body too big to call home.
I am both.
In the shops I am both.
I am the girl who is too curvy to wear cute clothes
...Wednesday 22nd August 2018 11:45 am
Audio empowerment fat poem poem with audio poetry read aloud skinny stand as one stigma strength weight issues women women about women
The Terror of Physical Education
It seemed you never put down your club
With the handle wrapped in cloth tape.
You patrolled the hallways, playground, and athletic fields
Like a sadistic southern sheriff overseeing slaves.
You thought “abuse of authority” was your job description
As you terrorised children with the constant threat of violence.
Each look, each word, each step you deemed unacceptable
Was met wi...
Tuesday 14th August 2018 8:38 pm
The Meaning Of Thought
Deciphering the meaning of thought
Has provoked me to remember in short
Understanding the way,
To that which we play
The living of a candle ready to fall.
Layers of moments
Unleashing their devotion
To stay within but excite!
All you need to do
Is open the door
As the past, present and future awaits for you
Connecting to all that’s lost.
A machi...
Tuesday 14th August 2018 4:47 pm
Gesture Of Thought
The vibrations pour through and over
Beyond an energy source from a supernova
Following through to hit directly within you.
Teaching you the ways of an evidential beginning
Moving forward to the desired wining
Binding all to a significance
A universal law of participant.
Tremors learned to filter through
Desires and plans connecting you to
All living,
The s...
Tuesday 14th August 2018 4:32 pm
Many sides of the truth
Why do things have to be only one way
Do you really believe we experience the same days?
Our lives take different twists and turns
And most of all we all truly do learn
So will you listen to me when I tell you
That your experiences are only one truth?
Your knowledge might truly be great
But it doesn't foretell everyone's fate
When I write, it's from one kind of perspective
But I am not sa...
Saturday 11th August 2018 6:27 am
differences experience indivivisual no right or wrong opinions poetry rhyme some people relate others do not take it with a pinch of salt Unique
{Unrecognizable}
Once she used to be able
to be recognizable to the
herself but bit by bit this
evil demon that lives inside
of her that's stealing her life
and herself dignity right
out from underneath her is
making herself image
distorted giving her a
false impression that
started to look like a
black sheep dressed
up in her skin making
her unrecognizable to
herself...
Friday 10th August 2018 12:53 am
fictional piece One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover poem poetry short poems short poetry short stories Tina Glover Writing out loud
Aquatic Stardust - a freewrite
Aquarian Aquarius,
everyone be hearing us.
What an exciting life you lead,
cosmic superhuman centipede.
I’m Centric G pause for the D:
ejaculating antiquating - even thoughts dilapidated.
You should go through twice
extinguish anguish from your life
cosmic zombie souls are sliced.
Universal detoxification
electrocuting nation-notions
rubbing Atlas, struggled rolling
infinitesimal scro...
Monday 6th August 2018 9:31 pm
comedy doggos dogs earth fantasy freestyle freewrite galaxies life love memes poetry rap sci-fi semantic fields semantics silliness silly semantics universe water
Awakened
Pansophy they said form a different time
all knowing
with a distinctive design.
Who would know of such,
to teach the arts of many gifts
one doesn't have to know this.
Wondering about the fragments of relativity
a moment offered for embellished wits
deciphering reality
spirituality
a worth of distant morality.
Humbling treats for ears that listen
...
Tuesday 31st July 2018 4:46 pm
Into the Fire
Into the fire
into the night
watching over you from a frightful height.
I see you questioning everything in sight
looking for the answers beyond that of tonight.
A young soul not to have found a way
in understanding the rules of play.
Into the fire
into the night
time will unwrap you from the night
a place where all find themselves
before they can see the...
Tuesday 31st July 2018 3:39 pm
"She"
She smells like the smoke she consumes everynight,
She looks a bit hopeless but she does have hope inside,
She lives with the dead monsters who creeps her at night,
But she knows one day she will kill the monsters of light.
She knows, one day she will definitely smile...
#MISHA
Tuesday 31st July 2018 2:18 pm
If Ducks Ruled the World
If ducks ruled the world
They would live and work in duckminster
Pay homage to the Queen, the Ducks and Duckesses at Duckingham Palace,
They would certainly rule the waves of Britain, marching to and fro in naval outfits,
No need for ships or an Air Force, with flying and swimming duck armies.
They gather on benches at parliamentary questions,
There is golden goose Mrs May wit...
Thursday 26th July 2018 4:38 am
Without A Full Stop
I remember when you leaned forward, away from me
As if i was a scarlet letter you wish you never bumped into
Back and forth busy re-evaluating all offerings on the table
I bet my name never made it to the highest scores list you've made
Cause you needed to create a whole new category for someone like me
Those strange happenstances and confused look in your eyes
Tell me, are you a little scar...
Monday 23rd July 2018 9:39 am
Used to
I used to be happy
I used to smile
But I am broken
It's been this way for awhile
I used to dream big
I used to be strong
Life got in the way
And it didn't take long
Lying in bed
My heart is racing
My mind won't shut off
These thoughts that I'm facing
Maybe they're better off
Without the burden of me
I feel so lost and alone
I can sense th...
Wednesday 11th July 2018 11:42 am
Please Come Back
Imperfect
Naive
Empty
Exasperating
Dying
Young
Obsolete
Unbearable
Broken
Anxious
Crying
(un)Kind
Please come back
Wednesday 11th July 2018 11:39 am
dying empty i love you i miss you please come back poetry young love
Broken
It's been broken so many times
I began to lose pieces that I thought were all mine
I'm in so deep and the void is so empty
So lost for words, but I don't want sympathy
Holding this heart with my bare hands
Please just take it...I don't understand
Time brought these wounds, yet they're not healed
Permanent scars have left them sealed
I'm scared of being alone and s...
Wednesday 11th July 2018 11:34 am
broken empty heartbreak in love lost poetry sad this is my outlet
Raindrops
Raindrops
Like tears
Rain hits my umbrella
Bouncing bursting
Droplets scattering
Spreading my pain
Shimmering images
Relections of you
Love like rain
Showers me
With tears.
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2009
Written to the artwork of Jessica McCallum for her exhibition 'Raincheck' at His Majesty's Theatre, 2009.
Wednesday 11th July 2018 5:51 am
The Poem:
May be read or unread
that is not our concern
it
bloom spontaneous in hermetic mind.
May be misunderstood
or diluted in time
no matter
it
restoreth a most ancient faith
by a most novel innovation.
May wield the harsh weapons
of a vengeful orphan
it
distracts a fool from his folly
installs a world unnoticed.
May be a phial of stage blood
to stain the sea red
it
...
Tuesday 10th July 2018 6:41 pm
Howling Cherokee Winds
{Howling Cherokee Winds}
The howling cherokee
winds that was blowing
through the mountain
tops down to the rivery
meadows below as the
night moon shadows
was reflecting off the
rivery meadows as the
birds was nesting for
the night the mountain
valley meadows was
silent but the only thing
that you could hear was
the longing of the howling
of th...
Saturday 7th July 2018 6:19 pm
Native American poems native American poetry native American stories One_Pissed_American_Ghost_Writer\Tina Glover poem poetry Tina Glover
Incompetent
{Incompetent?}
It’s not funny when
someone says you are
incompetent making
you feel useless and
pathetic because of a
massive debilitating
illness and disease
making that person
weak and infirm like
they shouldn’t even be
in existence in this evil
corrupted world
©Tina Glover\One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer November 14,2017...
Saturday 7th July 2018 11:35 am
One_Pissed_Off_American__Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover Poem poetry sad poems sad poetry Tina Glover wordy queen writing short poems writing short poetry writing short stories
Satan's Child
{Satan’s Child}
He was born
into the world
of darkness
with the
markings of
his father’s
mark~of~the~beast
in three numbers
of six~six~six
hidden beneath
the darkened
fleshy flesh on
his corrupted
body this he
had to bear upon
this world causing
chaos and ruckus
throughout this
evil land of his
father’s Satan
©...
Thursday 5th July 2018 9:16 pm
Dark poems dark poetry dark stories One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover poem poetry Tina Glover writing short poems writing short poetry writing short stories
Drape The Flag Over My Casket
{Drape The Flag Over My Casket}
As I lost the war
that I was facing
but please deliver
this message to my
family and loved one’s
back in the states
I am sorry that I
couldn’t make out
of this nightmare
but I’ll always be
flying with you
only from heaven
above now but I do
miss you and love
you all and please
don’t cry because...
Thursday 5th July 2018 9:01 pm
One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover Poem poetry Tina Glover writing short poems writing short poetry writing short stories
My 👼 Angel Brother Rob
{My 👼 Angel Brother Rob}
My 👼 angel brother Rob as you went to sleep one night as you never had awoken by the next morning and as my heart was broken because you left me behind to live a messed up life that sucks without you here and `God' saw you growing weak and weary so he brought you home as my eyes has been very teary since you left me behind but I know now you are at ☮️ peace a...
Thursday 5th July 2018 5:43 pm
One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover Poem poetry Tina Glover writing short poems writing short poetry writing short stories
Do You Feel Them?
{Do You Feel Them?}
Do you feel these pains
Do you feel my heartaches
Do you long for me
Do you still taste the last sweet bitter kiss that I placed upon your lips
Do you ever wonder what could have been
Do you miss me
Do you still want me
Did you ever really love me at all
Did~Did you
I guess I'll always be waiting to know from your sorry lame ass answers...
Thursday 5th July 2018 5:26 pm
aching hearts poems aching hearts poetry aching hearts storing One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover Poem poetry Tina Glover
Don't Care~Don't Want To Heart It
{Don't Care~Don't Want To Hear It}
I don't care anymore
I don't wanna hear it anymore
Because I am moving on I am moving forward with or without you or without you in my life and that is your decision but choose wisely
Because when I walk out that door that means that I am closing the door behind me shutting you out completely and you will have the ever essence of what was...
Thursday 5th July 2018 4:36 pm
humorous poems humorous poetry humorous stories One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover Poem poetry Tina Glover writing short poems writing short poetry writing short stories
The Everescents Of A Killing Killers Mind
{The Everescents Of A Killing Killers Mind}
The sweet temptation
that fills that voided
lingering taste that
alines my lips
leaving me thirsting
and wanting and
needing more
pleasurable killings
that's filling that
extra void that's
slowly filling my
soul like the sounds
of the hellish hell
blood hound's coming
to drag your sorry
carcass thro...
Thursday 5th July 2018 7:50 am
Darkened poems darkened poetry fictional piece One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover poem poetry stories Tina Glover writing out loud writing short poems writing short poetry writing short stories
One Knife
{One Knife}
One knife
One hell of a
sharp razor blade
One time to place
the blade against
your sorry ass throat
to slowly slide it
across cutting it
deep and deeper
until your blood
pours from your
body as you lay
there violently
shaking in fear
and so much pain
as I am the one
slaying your sorry
ass in vain tonight
...
Thursday 5th July 2018 6:39 am
fictional character fictional piece fictional story Killer poems killer poetry killer stories One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover poem poetry Tina Glover writing short poems writing short poetry writing short stories
He's So Peaceful When He Sleep's
{He's So Peaceful When He Sleep's}
It might be weird that I do watch my loving man sleep because it's absolutely adorable to me
and when he lays so peacefully still with his arm around my waist and as I lay beside of him memorizing every line, every wrinkle, every freckle, everything on his face
so hopefully I will never forget his face due to chiari because it caus...
Wednesday 4th July 2018 9:12 pm
love poems love poetry My Loving Hubby One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover poems poetry Tina Glover Writing short poems writing short poetry
Murderous Tears
{Murderous Tears}
These murderous tears
follows down my
cheeks wetting my
shirt as I gently wipe
them away like the way
the did you by
murdering you in
cold blooded murder
and it left me here
like a child that was
orphaned to survive
in these darkened
cold gangster streets
that the blood stained
asphalt surrounds my feet
But I cannot...
Wednesday 4th July 2018 6:27 pm
One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover poem poetry Surviving murderous bastards Tina Glover writing short poems writing short poetry writing short stories writing stories
Lies~Lies And More Lies
{Lies~Lies And More Lies}
The lies always flowed from your wicked bitchiest corrupted lips that tried to effectively communicate with me like the demonic dog in you
But I would listen for the first few times then after that I automatically auto~tuned your old played out fake ass coward of a man that lives amongst the people in this world who wasn't a liar like you
And now...
Wednesday 4th July 2018 5:19 am
humorous Humorous poems One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover poem poetry Tina Glover writing short poems writing short poetry writing short stories
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