Poetry Blogs (poetry)
Inspirations
First loves inspired my first writings
A collection of lovesick blues
Battles of insecurities
All poured out as quickly as it could
Then poetry and I took a break
The inspirations were out the door
And out of sight
Then all at once, it came back again
Art inspired art
Like a chain reaction
Like a flood gate opening
Like a tsunami wave of poetry
Then it...
Sunday 17th November 2019 1:57 am
Pilgrimage to the Motherland
Standing in the presence of history
Witness all that has come before
Bewildered in amazement
What a glorious sight!
Speak to me, my wise old poets,
Speak to me while I stand where it all began,
Feed me your recipe
Gather in the Poetry room
Circle around the Poet’s chair
Cozy up in the corner,
This is where I belong
These are my people
Thursday 14th November 2019 1:12 pm
Why Poems?
Poems are my photographs
my diary
my inner monologue
poems are my measurement
my record
the fingerprints of emotions
invisible no more
Poems are my expression
the sum of interactions
they show my working out
Poems are the breath
of lost lovers
against my neck
Poems are my kisses
for my family and my friends
the hugs I seldom give
And your poems...
your poems keep me company
a l...
Sunday 3rd November 2019 2:11 pm
What is Poetry?
Poetry is my
drug of choice,
calming rain,
rays of sunshine.
an antidote
to suffering,
waltzing words
on lonely nights,
my lost lover
whispering
in my ear,
release,
of fear,
wind beneath
birds in flight,
illuminating
light,
immortality...
Sunday 3rd November 2019 12:39 pm
Chit Chat
Speaking can feel like your swallowing
So, you may as well swallow instead
Or it’s giving,
Giving and giving
Fingers down your throat,
Retching
Searching for…
Will I be stronger tomorrow?
Or just hollow tomorrow?
So, you end up filling up on someone else’s dictionary
I am disarmed without my language
But my language is disarming
Words do break your bones
Voca...
Saturday 2nd November 2019 3:40 pm
November Horoscope
November begins on a point of tension
Now the political stuff
I'll not even mention
Mercury retrograde has just begun
It can make a fool of anyone
You might be misunderstood
It could cause a delay
People from your past
May come back your way
Mars and Pluto in the boxing ring
Watch out for trouble
If you've had a secret fling
November 8th will touch your soul
...Friday 25th October 2019 10:53 pm
Devil Kisses
Born of the devil’s kiss, an aching in her soul
her skin not clear but exquisitely marked
For the devil liked her very much – did he
Showering her, blanketing her from head to toe with hot, desiring kisses
The kiss of life, the kiss of death
Leaving small, charcoal evidences behind wherever he touched
Like tiny bruises that went deeper than they appeared
for they looked...
Sunday 20th October 2019 12:57 am
Do it anyway
Expressing isn't always about impressing
Sometimes it's a confession
Or the regression of a memory
It might even be
About a maybe
A one day me
That I only see
Approximately more clearly
When it's put into words
It could seem absurd
When it's read
Or tis' heard
But they must be released
In order to cease
My mental marathon
When a...
Sunday 20th October 2019 12:42 am
Willpower and Discipline
Willpower and discipline,
have long been two of the
most despised words in the
english language to me.
What character flaw prevents
the willpower and discipline
necessary to be the person
I imagine myself capable of being?
A half-lived life is heartbreaking.
There is no acceptable excuse,
not age or disability.
Even people with no limbs
live empowered lives
built on willp...
Saturday 12th October 2019 3:29 am
The Way I Write
The way I write;
I brainstorm twenty titles
words or phrases
that sound good to me
that subconsciously already feel like parts of me
then
I refine them
and refine them
pile them up around my feet
And
when I’m in the mood to write
I either start writing
(with aim or aimlessly)
until I get stuck
then grab a title
work it in the lock
release the poem that was hidden
(o, and it fee...
Wednesday 9th October 2019 2:25 pm
Love Letter to My Muse
All day long
I think of you.
I can’t wait to get home
to be with you,
to feel your ink drip
between my fingers.
You are my love,
my passion,
my muse.
I know you will
never leave me.
We are bound
by a legacy of words,
that braids our soul.
Our poetry echoes
through time and space,
leaves a soft place
for broken hearts to land.
# # #
...Monday 23rd September 2019 5:40 am
YOU'RE VISITOR - ALEXIS KARPOUZOS
When the birds take back their language,
when the trees unloose
their tenderly hands from around you,
when the air doesn't breathe
and the seas are tearing,
when the flowers whisper:
No, you own nothing,
then remember:
You're visitor,
honoring the hospitality.
Tuesday 17th September 2019 8:25 pm
AND ONE DAY - ALEXIS KARPOUZOS
And one day,
the sun stopped,
the rain stopped falling,
the flowers didn't look high,
the sky emptied of stars,
then a tear dripped
from the heart and became our breath.
We need a sacred tear,
before the fall...
Tuesday 17th September 2019 8:18 pm
Fingerprints
To know my fingerprints
on another’s heart
could stir them into art
a priceless gift, a magic
To know there is a poem
written about me
those words, more beautiful
than I could ever hope to be
From the caverns of passed time
there comes a sound
a constant, quiet, ring
when I choose to listen
always there
telling of another way of living
That the heart of an artist
a complexly c...
Monday 16th September 2019 11:51 am
Climate Change
Earth as our landlord
A notice was given
Broken agreements
Eviction is imminent
Saturday 7th September 2019 10:18 am
prismatic beings
legs crossed i lay, deep in prayer
as i enter her domicile pyramid prism with a rainbow flash
headspace filled with subsequent intrinsic peace and peachy afterglow, washing out wrath
sifting through the banks of her mind, i produce schisms, and visually metaphysical visions
visualization techniques split at the ream leaving a colorful flurry
scurrying across triangular entropy into ...
Saturday 7th September 2019 6:55 am
We Were Who We Were
It was 1990 when we met,
before we were who we were.
The nineties were running through sprinklers
in summer,
playing whiffle ball in the yard,
popsicles,
make-believe games, stick horses,
and dances to Green Day.
The 2000s were much the same,
with crushes, dear diaries,
womanhood, and makeup
sprinkled about like the dandelion seeds
we used to blow into...
Thursday 5th September 2019 8:23 pm
Dropped to Earth
Diamonds don't impress, they like color
often follow their hearts
from one end of the earth to the other
In the evenings, on a hilltop with a view
the stone they lay on retaining warmth of the glowing red sun
Gathering round of a few closer friends
laughing, basking, and just plain having fun
Old in the soul were they, and young at heart
all believers of a perfect...
Sunday 1st September 2019 11:29 pm
Let Me Breathe
Writing poetry has become
an automatic response
to the slightest wave
of rejection
washing me up onto the shore
covering me in seaweed
and telling me i dont
belong
Rejection blankets me
in teary eyes
tugs at my heart
leaves me to die
As if the society
that rejected me
dunked my head
under the sea water
and my weeps we...
Saturday 31st August 2019 7:21 pm
second wind
My vitality feels resuscitated with every breathe we share
two halves of a heart
you are the oxygen that pumps, vestibule, pair of consonance heartbeats
bounce off the walls.
we jump up and down hand in hand
your touch warms through and lights a fire inside and around
sound mind when your whisper incites a riot
the night is charged, god particles in the air.
our souls dance...
Friday 30th August 2019 4:12 am
Rough Diamond
More on the whole writing process, & turning your scribbled notes into something....
Mining my mind
For Diamonds
Rough Nuggets
On Notes
Are the
Shy Ones
Got To
Polish 'em Out
Nice & Shiny
Won't Let
These
Self Doubts
Defy Me
Monday 26th August 2019 11:43 am
What's Left?
Here's the science bit... the left side of the brain is where visuals and imaginative ideas are constructed and so....
Is someone being misleading
Telling tales Oh So deceiving?
With every word they utter
There just ain't
No believing
Still searching for the truth
But not a single trace
One thing that you must do
Look straight
Into
Their face
As soon as you'v...
Sunday 25th August 2019 5:04 pm
WHERE IS THE MAGIC? - ALEXIS KARPOUZOS
Where is the magic?
We all start out knowing magic.
We are born with hurricanes and whirlwinds,
oceans and galaxies inside us.
We are able to sing to birds and read the clouds
and see the destiny in grains of sand.
But we have forgotten the magic
and we feel without compass, alone and desperately,
only selfishness, only pain, fear and darkness.
But, magic of love has nev...
Sunday 25th August 2019 4:33 pm
Poetry and Me
I love to write poetry,
It gives me vent for my expression.
And believe it is a more peaceful way
Than turning to aggression.
Of all words that I may choose
I am in main seat of control.
To show my thoughts on many things,
And to exult the reader's soul.
And when I find my inspiration
I ponder - what is my next direction?
Though I sometimes find it hard to d...
Sunday 25th August 2019 12:02 pm
Ladies and gentleman we're not even in space, no need to rush in
I’m sorry that I can’t bring myself to like the stories from the book you’ve been reading,
in all honesty all I can see are empty words that are misleading.
Late night arguments,
and even later apologies,
could this really be the pinnacle of conflicting ideologies.
Brown sugar coated lies,
wearing a sweet disguise,
frowned upon by the broken,
unspoken truths,
trapped behind those beauti...
Sunday 25th August 2019 12:48 am
YOU CAME IN TO THIS WORLD: ALEXIS KARPOUZOS
You came in to this world
with enough light to find
your way out of the dark,
enough kindness to save a soul,
enough love to shift a planet.
Don't worry, you are enquipped
with all you could ever need.
Look with in,
you are drenched in magic.
Saturday 24th August 2019 9:27 pm
You only see it when you slow down
Inspired from a book called stop,look,breathe,create which we were studying at my bookclub, and it got me to do just that
Shadow of light
Like a portal
Appears
At First
Out of sight
Then
Suddenly Here
Saturday 24th August 2019 4:20 pm
Brother Leaf
Nature's hands
On my hands
These leaves
Are leaving
An impression
On me
Feeling it's veins
Something
About us
Is the
Same
Friday 23rd August 2019 11:48 am
Lost Meanings
Hearing that words from Natural history such as Acorn and Conker are now lost on the latest generation got me thinking...
When web was a silky spider's thread
When online was your school shirt
Fixed on with a peg
When a tablet was something
You took, when ill
Nothing more
But a type of pill
When mouse was
Something chased
By a cat
OK, I'm going
Too far bac...
Thursday 22nd August 2019 10:30 am
Escaping Writer's Block
Caught in the ruins
Looking for a
Way out
The scribe sits
In silence
Waiting for a muse
To remove
Doubt
He prepares
In meditation
Now he's between
Two worlds
Almost time
For his
Initiation
His thoughts
Are in
A swirl
He knows
He can escape this
His setting out his
Course
Crafting out
His words
At such
An incredible
F...
Wednesday 21st August 2019 12:33 pm
Seasonal Variations
The changing colour of the seasons
Can life get any better than this?
Reflecting through all the reasons
Of why we came to exist
The midlife comparisons of autumn
As we're reaping our rewards
Fear of the chill in winter
Will we survive old age
Or be ignored?
As we look back to
The growth of spring
When all was so fresh
And new
To the warmth and heat
That ...
Tuesday 20th August 2019 11:55 am
UNTIL THE DARKNESS COMES
UNTIL THE DARKNESS COMES.
Her light is fading slowly
But the memories which made us one
Will burn brightly in my heart
Until forever ends
There are no guarantees
Only the inevitable
I may lose the shell which surrounds her
But her essence will always be
The other half of me.
Our souls will be
Entwined, inseparable
As long as memory endures
Surely sadness will...
Monday 19th August 2019 11:17 am
Death Card
When you think that something is dead and buried, but it keeps resurrecting itself unexpectedly...
A Wilderness
A Wonderland
Of bones
When your alone
You end up there
Fantasy flesh and tendons
Tend to latch on
To muscular musings
Confusing you
Rummaging in discouragement
Appointed master
In dissaapointment duties
Eternally denied
The luxury of satisfa...
Monday 19th August 2019 11:01 am
Glass slipper
My Modern Makeover of Cinderella.... Cos you're never too old for a fairytale!!!
Once upon a time
There was a prince
He kept meeting damsels
That made him wince
But he had a glass slipper
That's all that mattered
'I'll find it's owner
Though her
Dress may be tattered'
Then one day he
Came up with a plan
To stop being a Prince
Just an ordinary man
So Ind...
Sunday 18th August 2019 11:51 pm
Karma
History repeats
Consequences known
It's what has been reaped
From all that's been sown
Connecting the threads
Of this
Karmic maze
Building afresh
On old foundations laid
Saturday 17th August 2019 10:09 pm
Tarot Reader
Remembering things before they happen
Laying out memories that are not
Her own
Bringing out insights
To enable seekers to prepare
For as a fool
Takes his
Leap of faith
He becomes
A magician
It has nothing to do with her
Still she shares this
Intense experience
They had never even met
Yet their frequencies
Merged
Revealing the unknown
Friday 16th August 2019 10:52 pm
Peterloo
Here is my set recorded live today in memory of Peterloo at Manchester's Peterloo Soapbox (outside Manchester's Home) containing two new poems
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zjruu7HGc0E&t=13s
Friday 16th August 2019 9:25 pm
Baltimore
Baltimore.
Burned out, hidden from the crowds inside of stranger's minds,
there are things to be found
in a time after time...after time.
But look,
not always you can read the last memories
inside of the universe book,
you always share what it takes
but now it gets more than you took.
No, stranger!
Nothing left to be undermined,
simple, eternal, contagious,
chasing ashes from those emp...
Friday 16th August 2019 5:33 pm
Tranquility
Tranquility in your presents
doves pecking as our kiss is tending
lips lock our mind in a spell, as the doves sing their song, letters spelling in the air.
clouds draw me close for a better look
fractals in the nooks, lump to lump, baby rainbows extend their hand and shake with glee
telling my lover she is the best mother to be
She see's the beauty in my beastial nature, cal...
Thursday 15th August 2019 2:35 am
So Unexpected (Feb 2018)
I fell in love with the sound of your beating heart
With your slow, sweet kisses
I fell in love with your smile and the way my entire world is brighter in its presence
I fell in love with the way your hair curls behind your ears and the way your eyes sparkle when they're set on me
I fell in love with your words and the meaning and care behind each one
I fell in love with your mind and the con...
Monday 12th August 2019 5:31 am
A Memory Lost in Time
This is one of my longest poems. It tells a story about an adventure I took one day back when I was a teenager. I don't think it's some of my better writing, but maybe you may find it enjoyable.
A Memory Lost in Time
I’ve reached the age
Where many years have passed me by.
Lost memories have become buried
Mixed in the years lost by time.
Every so often, unexpected like.
Something...
Tuesday 30th July 2019 7:23 pm
Memory of existence
What a peaceful thought.
Tuesday 30th July 2019 1:04 am
Before the World Wakes Up
unlocked of chains each morning
my mind is freshly out of it's shower
soaked all night in spinal fluid
let's dry off with a cup of sunrise coffee
cat whines and yelps for crunch
this day starts off with the fading feelings
leftover from the distancing of my fresh dream
my subconcious slipping away
but here I hold a string I left there
if I could only pull mysel...
Sunday 28th July 2019 2:02 pm
soul mates
Let's let our thoughts tango and let our souls mate
my heart on my sleeve, on display
she is my armor, forever with fervor
worth the search for, pain couldn't hurt more
Her radiance blazes, visually a spectacle
her calming presence.
In essence, my mind linger.
Drift off to the cosmos. to a place where space and time coincide
I see her constellation and engage, warp drive
...Thursday 25th July 2019 2:02 am
When I die...
When I die
They'll not be a cloud in the sky
They'll be riot vans
With megaphones
All around the haligonian streets
As the public are treated to ska at 140 beats
A group of mourning maidens
Will be in black on every street corner
With a "punk with a northern soul" t shirt to adorn her
The ladies and friends I have admired
Will be quoted in high regard
And my adversaries will be silenc...
Tuesday 23rd July 2019 12:43 pm
...Even Then, We Are Happy...
First, from nothing scarce.
From the significance in first tormenting light after leaving the dark.
I wanted to mention how love saved certain severances...The blood and clay…soul molded and punctured body of constellations…
How we break free.
How my star falls tonight.
Into the root. Into the wind to feel the soil again. Like his hands wavering the beginnings of sun and s...
Thursday 18th July 2019 6:52 pm
...Die And Live With Me...
Dark birds hover around the wounds of the mystic. They are thirsty.
I am forrayed emitting light. Swashbuckling my shadow. Descending. Invisible ethereal mist...
The fog attributed to the charm of strangers. Colors harbor the noisy cloud of confessionals.
I feel the foam of ruins. Mirrors with cracked edges. Silhouettes...
Doors sunken within eyes. Sunny shoveled graves. Hollowed out e...
Monday 1st July 2019 11:11 pm
...We Are Us Jose...
I want to confess that the last minute is the bell tapered within his hands.
That single gesture of ominous struggle to wring out hazards and corridors. Rusted knobs like knuckles.
Eyelash fringe of frosted root. Cold clemency. Integrous beasts. We are jailed flutter. Inside. Within…
We free one another together.
I search for the maze of divine intervention and wings.
He i...
Monday 1st July 2019 10:30 pm
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