Poetry Blogs (poetry)

“All I do is kiss you, through the bars of a rhyme.” ~ Mark Knopfler

Sing to me 

one more time. 

Share the gift 

of your romantic 

rhyme. 

You have the power 

to light up the night

with a flick of your pen. 

Show us where 

madness stops 

and love begins.

https://youtu.be/vyI9flHHT2Q

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Gather jumbled up thoughts
jot down some words
numerous adjectives,
superlatives, and delicious nouns

Describe the scene
that can explain
it is certainly this
but it could be better

Conjure up a lost love
hint at a depth of longing,
fulfillment, and regret
but give yourself some credit

Leave readers with faith,
love eventually wins
love yourself enough to see
yo...

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Words cannot convey
exactly what I’m trying to say…
when in my mind, I see your face
you have something I can never replace
knowing the world’s a better place with you in it
feeling you near even though you’re distant
imagining you so hard you must feel it!

Close my eyes
hypnotized 
and you’re there in the air
Nodding your head, you deliver
the music that makes me shiver
with your sm...

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Zoomnation

He stayed in beautiful isolation

For so long

He became a memory

A shadow on the wall

A stain on the carpet

When they sipped red wine

They remembered him

In the taste upon their lips

In the pause

Between the small talk

The chair remained empty

The corner a little darker

The mirror over the bar

Cast no reflection

Of him

A...

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An April Sunday brings the snow,
delicately bouncing against the panes of high windows as I watch the dedicated stride towards the Brynmor Jones, strangers to me as I am to you but although we have not met, I feel I know you.

A jam stained solid oak table adorned with scraps of paper, jottings only I could understand reminding me of the perilous homework
often not completed from my school days ...

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The World in Lockdown People's Poem is now online and free to read at:

https://www.facebook.com/worldinlockdownpoem/

Please give it a read!

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I may forget where I put my keys. 

I may forget my phone.

I may forget what day it is.

I may forget my way home.

I will never forget sunsets over the ocean.

I will never forget blessings from above.

I will never forget soothing melodies.

I will never forget the love.

https://youtu.be/A69BertdSt4

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The Poetic Bond X - calls for submissions - up to four poems on any subject, in any form, and of any length (120 lines in print + weblink).  

So far 623 poems from 223 poets have been published in The Poetic Bond Series.  The Poets of The Poetic Bond come from all over the globe, from the US to Malaysia, the UK to the Lebanon, with ages ranging from 14 to 86, exploring themes of love, life, age...

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PRESS RELEASE 23rd April 2020 PRESS RELEASE 23rd April 2020

Poems from The Lockdown

Poetry anthology available Amazon and elsewhere from 18th April.2020

Every country on the planet has been affected by Coronavirus Covid-19, with many countries in Lockdown; where social distancing and self-isolation are now the new normal.   

We at, Willowdown Books, believe this anthology, and other po...

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I wonder what happens

To the poorly drawn images

We keep abreast as children,

Sheltered inside our notebooks and their crinkly pages.

I envisage those pages accompanying

Balloons, bubbles and butterflies,

And the colors in them adorning

The sallow face of the sky.

I like to believe that my poorly chalked out blades of grass

Somehow appended the greenery on earth

Or th...

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At the end of the day
The rain now steadily falls
I’ve laid here for hours
Waiting for sleep to come
Keeping my mind company,
I’ve put a few records on

Spinning my favorites and laying low,
Leonard, Elliot, Thom, and Isakov,
Each song delivers a blow
Throwing me back to years ago

I’ve laid here in the dark for so long
It’s too much trouble to turn the lights on
My mind is heavy
As the...

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in the room full of camera’s

unexposed photographs turn,

they do not stay still- how they breathe

to blur the printout- this memory,

you could not memorise- make new,

find another clear and clear your

mania from here, your camera,

stop pondering and pausing

for a better shot, searching

for the glare that will not give,

you cannot paste a glowing prism

to stick your...

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Wirral poets Barry Woods and Michelle Wright are curating a people's poem during the UK lockdown period. The poem is, at present, ten pages long and will be launched online on May 11th. 

Facebook@worldinlockdownpoem

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I died yesterday

With a pen in one hand and a diary in the other. 

The latter's pages were inlaid 

With prints of my curry stained fingers, 

And splotches of tea, 

And smudges of ink, 

And spools of memories,

And streams of ridiculous cravings. 

I fashioned the contents with the loose threads 

I'd been stockpiling since forever. 

Vibrant, prismatic, but half-completed...

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You are enough. 

Insecurity or 

grandiose confidence 

isn’t necessary. 

Doubt, distraction, 

procrastination, fear, 

impostor syndrome,

borderline lunacy... 

are costs of the 

creative process.

Keep creating 

through it all.

But, then again,

what do I know.

https://youtu.be/sIaT8Jl2zpI

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Emptiness now seems to weigh,
Stubbornness now waits at bay,
Abruptness now gives a way,
Darkness will now turn to day..

Brightness soon looks to grey,
Firmness soon falls to prey,
Correctness soon starts to sway,
Darkness will now turn to day..

Busyness would light the hay,
Craziness would start its play,
Promptness would go away,
Darkness will now turn to day..

But

Braveness...

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Love is a mosca biting the aorta.

I clutch my chest to qualm the swarm of egregious sting, translating into certain sentences.

There is nothing to say when you bite the fruit, when the soul is in ravenous hunger...Why not wait until I rot?

My soul will always be old...

Days of everything from spectrums and orbits. Nights without use of the eyes... My extinguished love affair ...

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instances of mesmerizing glimpses vivify and lend clarity into an understanding of soul.

evocation leaves an everlasting mark as two twin flames embark from a space of divine love to create fate

meticulous minds pick a place and time, upon your arrival show a sign that's vital, gravity pulls us in for a kiss as our hearts meet.

my greatest wishes grant admission, a star is born and with t...

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Poems are not for happy days,

For resolutions and self-promises,

For being tough and unresponsive,

Poems are not for new beginnings.

Poems are searching, searing, morbid,

They turn you in and leave the sun,

Poems seek out your obsessions,

They tickle them, they wrap them in a bow.

Poems are not for going out and doing,

For being your great mechanical self.

Poems preve...

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Late at night 
Lying in bed
Headphones on
Listening to music
Or a few recorded poems
Reading the latest 
I attempt to craft a new one
Or brush up a draft not quite finished

It’s becoming routine
I’ve always been
An undercover poet
Now I’m sharing my words 
With my family’s support as an added bonus

Shared are the happenings,
The disappointments,
The contests never won,
Submissi...

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When you felt so alone,

drowning in an ocean of storms,

with no place to call home,

I was here all along,

sending you love

and healing energy.

I’m happy to see

you feel me,

on this poetic journey.

https://youtu.be/8H9T7427EbI

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occult curriculum, whispers of the ancients, leave for letting out secrets
oil lamp kindling catching flames; shining begotten light from passerbys
in between classes, shifting penrose stairs lead into underlying framework on occasion
halls lined with rooks adjacent and curators searching for a select
rites of secret passageways proclaimed, karma to the dark is just a means to an end
time and...

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We need a sense of the unity of life and of humans for the sake of human welfare and for the survival of the planet. We need a sense of unity with the cosmos so that we can connect with Reality. But we also need a sense of individuality, for the sake of our own dignity and independence and of the loving care for others. We need it to appreciate each natural form, each animal and plant, each human ...

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That scenic chorus paints pride blended tears

as suspended droplets thrum euphoria

those watchers notice, its nuance foreign.

They’ve never heeded- never recognised

the harmony befriending delicate words

that welcomed wrung emotions on inches.

rare colloquial feelings pouring traces

left to the table.

The playing record that tugs at my arm

to appear closer, pulling at ...

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Ah, the magic of night 

when obligations are over, 

another adulting day in the books. 

I rest my weary body, 

set my boggled mind free 

with a little poetry...

Your words await

like a teen with a corsage

to take me to the prom,

where we twist and twirl

under twinkling dollar store stars

and a paper moon.

Happy memories pop up

among technicolor...

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Can you hear me
on this crowded 
frequency?

Is the earth turning
to quicksand
beneath your feet?

Let poetic music 
drown the chaos,
set your spirit free.

No more worries. 
Only peace, 
love, harmony...

https://youtu.be/ahQwHmmIYcg
 

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Glory, Glory

Hallejuah!

A new age of finite secularism is here

Educating the masses to eliminate their freedom

And attributing a range to their beliefs

Keep them smart enough to ask questions but lazy enough to where they won't go looking

For answers are the spark and the gas is on

Keep them angry yet undetermined and unsure and let them approach the stands

For their lack o...

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All the words to say
The sad ones
The lonely ones
The happy, grateful ones
The mad ones
The ones that circulate through you 
But never leave your lips
They rage out onto paper 
For all to read
But the ones closest to you
Will never see
These words escape you effortlessly 
Words poured out late at night
Words splayed out for others in the light of day
Words that others will relate
Wo...

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Last Night, through the Window

Last night, through the window,

I heard a train;

But I am far from the railway.

Last night, through the window,

I heard a plane;

But I am far from the airport.

Last night, through the window,

I heard a bus;

But I am far from the road.

Last night, through the window,

I heard an owl;

But I am far from the woods.

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Lord, thank you 
for this gift 
of expression 
through words. 

Please help me 
bless others 
with the poems 
I share. 

Help me write 
from a place 
of compassion 
rather than ego. 

Let your 
light shine 
through my 
life songs. 

Help me project 
the same 
unconditional love 
you give me. 

Amen.

https://youtu.be/Ht2NCrlghS4

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Ten years old,

gigging frogs,

avoiding horny toads. 

Then a teen,

in search of the wizard,

playing pinball, drinking, smoking. 

On to adulthood,

pushing back when anyone 

crossed the line. 

Now, 

doing time

with this karma of mine.

Traveling brick roads

that lead to

nowhere particular. 

But, as long as there is 

music and poe...

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Living in the shadow

of someone else’s life

is a safe hiding place,

most of the time. 

You get to observe, 

detached, 

no fear, no pain. 

Fertile breeding ground

to create art, music, poetry...

Until the shadow turns around,

chases you down, 

strips you naked in front of a

stone-casting society. 

Do you stand erect

in the blinding light...

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How many times does it cross your mind

Maybe a thousand times 

I’d rather have you near

Than only have your poems reciting in my ear

Sure, they comfort me

But most days and nights I need you miserably

And those heartbreaking songs

They make me feel like we belong 

Despite the truth of our existence 

I wish to be in your presence 

So here’s another love poem

Wr...

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There’s a connection 
A brief flirt
And before you know it
We’re going crazy over each other’s words
The list of reasons confirms you won’t be good for me
But it’ll make for some good poetry

We fool around, lift each other up
Take a drink from the lover’s cup
But watch out,
Don’t get in too deep
Remember this is only for the poetry

We circle around crazy ideas
The two of us in a be...

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You could tell she was trying hard,
Which girl doesn't try to mould their own skin to fit in?
You could tell she was trying to impress,
But as someone who knew better, I should have told her to rest,
But she was trying to hard to make it,
She was going all the way to fake it,
And I could tell,
She wore the sheepish smile,
But I knew this act so well,
She was like me,
I am like her,
She ...

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Do you ever feel like you're the protagonist of a book?

Where the ending is constantly being rewritten and you're just waiting for the day that it's finally gone through all the edits and gets published?

But what happens if it's a novel that has 7 parts?

You might never even get to read the last written words or get to the final chapter of what you thought was your

"perfect ending."

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The sights of ourselves still shape us to divide,
immediate response to the craves and madness,
we feel the way we feel but tonight it's you inside,
burried in the senses out of the lightness.

And days are still days but the trouble collides,
for all the reasons we chose not to revile,
and all our fears, childlish alike,
echoing through our minds, rejecting denial.

Stay where you are a...

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How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.

I love you wax poetic
about life, love, dreams.

I love you wish upon stars
and count your blessings.

I love you continue to love
with a thousand holes in your heart
and soar with broken wings.

I love how you speak to my soul
without saying a thing. 
 

https://youtu.be/tb-CSSw2f8w

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Not So White 

Little Snow White's daddy died 
Pretty girl cried and cried
Wicked Queen an ugly old tart 
Sent huntsman to take her heart

Huntsman took Snow for a ride 
But felt ever so guilty inside
Snow looked up and made her plea Huntsman said, ‘Go now! Be free’

He took his knife; he lit a cig 
Then cut heart out of a pig
Snow White ran he felt good 
She tripped over piece of wo...

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To surround yourself with artists
You discover you’re not stuck to this game,
There is more than just poems of pain;
Lustful nights,
The political daily life,
The chaos of family,
The bounty is aplenty.

Like the ocean explorer covering uncharted territory,
The poet must explore the deeper meaning of life.
We’re all alike,
We seek the truth;
In it we see the real you.

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rigorous exercise, training my mind
the center of my world, I give you my due diligence
love to watch me write by candle light, would you guide my hand and evoke my true penmanship

law of attraction, I cast it out, and ask around
I question myself, then take affirmative action
groundbreaking truths shatter walls, somebody hand me my protractor
searching the sea floor and tapping the wel...

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single day awareness now does loom
not married or taken? apparently it spells doom
but if i can't have you tomorrow
my thoughts surely can
i'll send some admiration 
best believe it man
type a message, or say something nice
"Sealed with a loving kiss" as the olde romantics say
not thinking twice

because if there's a next time around
I want a lover, not a taker
and sing so sweet to her...

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Poetry and creative writing by the philosopher and author, alexis karpouzos.

Actress : Martha mourouzi

alexis karpouzos on Amazon

alexis karpouzos on Goodreads

alexis karpouzos on youtube

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Poetry and creative writing by the philosopher and author, alexis karpouzos.

Actress : Martha mourouzi

alexis karpouzos on amazon

alexis karpouzos on Goodreads

alexis karpouzos on instagram

alexis karpouzos on twitter

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Alexis karpouzos poetry and creative writing.

Actress : Martha mourouzi

Alexis karpouzos on Amazon

Alexis karpouzos on Goodereads

alexis karpouzos on instagram

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The Muse of music
And the Muse of poetry
Please inspire me

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Teacher stood Saying Marie converse in verse 😳

Eh said I, This class is hell its the worse 

I can't write or talk Petry and all that crap stuff

bugger this I thought I've had just about enough

I went to toilet then ran all way home that day

I hate bloody poetry,  not doing it, no way😒

Next day on detention I had to write a verse

I tried saying I was ill, I needed the school nu...

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I want to tell you how incredibly

imaginative, creative, talented

I think you are with your poetry,

writing, music, art...

but I hesitate to expose our

eggshell-covered egos, 

fuel rejection, 

ignite impostor syndrome...

all live wires 

that threaten to electrocute

our fragile muse 

into submission 

of a numbed,

comfort-zone life. 

So, instead of shouting

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Friend, we drink together
talking at a wedding
lit blue and gold
familiar faces dance around us

Friend, secretly, I wonder
if you were to open up your essence
lift a pen to kiss the paper
to vent your heart aloud

Friend, I long to know
what your poetry would be
if you chose to write

Which desires peskily linger 
at the edges of your furrowed mind
which old flames still burn a fi...

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Pretty much the only poem I have that is appropriate for Holocaust Memorial Day.

(Artwork: "Rabbi Loew and the Golem", from "The Prague Golem: Jewish Stories from the Ghetto", ed. Harald Salfellner, Vitalis, 2016. The artist is uncredited)

Golem

(Prague, 1939)

For centuries I’ve lain here undisturbed,
this synagogue’s hushed attic my bedchamber,
the life-spark in me stilled...

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