Poetry Blogs (real life)
The Overland Launch:
In the land of Coleridge and his Ancient Mariner,
In a time of coal fires, wooden boats and horsepower,
There is a story of the Lynmouth Lifeboat Louisa
And the night horse and man over 13 miles pulled her.
Two of the afternoon clock struck a chime,
On January 12th, 1899.
The wind howled and the sea it roared,
Flooding ports and rai...
Thursday 2nd April 2020 6:41 pm
For starters: offense to real, man's best friends dogs. I love them, but also are scared of them in a way. This one is dedicated to the "black dog'" that haunts a lot of people's lives. I did a DJ gig on this day tonight and met a fellow who told me he does a mental health group to protect people who do not talk about what they are and or feel obsessed with or feel suicidal. We bought a few drinks...
Wednesday 22nd January 2020 12:57 am
A day without E is better off Breathless,
May my soul escape if my stream is empty.
Seek and find the girl named E,
packed with love she doesn't discriminate,
Her race is spectrum body tailored to your preference.
Undergo E she'll turn the toughest man empathetic.
Open your eyes wide as the sky,
Her love brings out a high unreal,
to experience one must be willing ...
Saturday 25th May 2019 9:21 am
Its hard to be happy
Hard to be me
Finding out who I am is impossible to the pressure of smarts and immortality
"we live forever" a lie told by us TO US
The bullshit we pull just to feel less depressed and lost within
How do you feel?
Being told your gonna die?
Does it hurt?
We are young
Not yet strong in…
We are ...
Sunday 13th January 2019 4:32 am
How do you know if time is being wasted?
Drifting so far away from the honesty that the honesty becomes a lie,
How do you know if it's what's meant to be, if im with you and he's not with me?
They say time you enjoy wasting, isn't wasted time,
But does that apply when you've got your enjoyment, and I've lost mine?
How do you know what's meant to be?
I'm with you, and he's no...
Monday 5th November 2018 6:57 pm
I thought that you cared,
that you cared more than a friend.
Now when I see you you're all over him,
now I'm letting the darkness in.
I remember when you were all over me,
I sang you lullabies to help you sleep.
You held my hand when I felt down,
held me in your arms to pull me up.
We were editing our little story,
you put your pen down and I start to worry.
You scrumbled your paper ...
Tuesday 2nd October 2018 12:15 am
I don't know.. my life seems out of my control... It's no longer mine it's in the hands of those around me and the governing forces that keep me in line.. I just don't know.. it feels so weird to be sober.... So... Weird... Its not normal for me to fall asleep in a natural way. It almost feels unnatural.. my addiction has become the ruling figure in my life not my emotions,love or financial stabil...
Friday 10th August 2018 4:29 am
for you to literally sit in front of a motherfucker and to have blood on you and to be shaking so bad and tears streaming down your face and snot coming out of your nose and spit running out of your mouth with bruises still on your legs and arms from your last encounter and the person you are sitting in front of still not give a damn and still somehow make an excuse for leaving you as though it's ...
Sunday 11th March 2018 1:51 am
My something is nothing, as something is nothing when measured against the grand scheme of things,
A massive reward, the highest achievement, no more something than a spec in the wind
A name to a prize, a face to a name, a name prize and face that were nothing the same, these nothings are nothing, but something to something, and therefore the nothing has value again
My nothing is something, as ...
Sunday 14th January 2018 2:46 pm
Some day's I wish my brain worked like other's brain's did of being normal but since I was born this way I can't help it when my thinking or writing gets messed up with backwards word's or being out of place but I do fix them if I catch them
But if I could help it I would but sometimes I have no control over that and it's like chiari takes over my train of th...
Friday 1st December 2017 2:55 am
The desire to wholly
Was so great
Bitter and harrowing
Was the feeling,unfaithful
To memory's dustbin
At a loss how
My problem to solve
Crying out my heart
By a serene cathedral door
Myself to absolve
God blew on my way a dove!
With a tap
On the shoulder
And cute girl
On par with
If not better
There will come
Wednesday 14th June 2017 8:11 am
Days have gone till I've felt something strange,
would I feel like that again?
Will my life be with the sweetness I haven't known yet?
One can do so much,
one can feel too much.
I admit I ache for something,
One thing is for certain,
I might feel it again.
Might not be the same,
Better of this ache,
better for my soul.
Monday 29th May 2017 2:05 am
Whispers adorn the sky
Chilling winds and dying, breathy voices
The road is a blackboard
With essays of footprints written upon it
The air is still
As are the trees
But the sky is not
The sky talks mindlessly to someone
It murmurs and mutters
Supported by the Earth
Pressured by Space
The sky is home to the brain of a flower
The flower is red
Some say the colo...
Tuesday 16th May 2017 1:35 pm
To The Addicts Of The World
Cunning baffling and powerful are the words used to describe,
The truth of what addiction is, it will take your life with a knife.
Everything you thought you were becomes lost,
All that you cherish and love, gone at what cost?
Millions of people struggle everyday and it's truly tough,
Knowing that one is too many and a thousand never enough.
Pot, heroin, me...
Monday 27th February 2017 9:50 am
I got used to you,
now time doesn't go by without you.
I got used to you,
that I cannot even smile when you're not around.
I got used to you using,
there's no point in whining now yet I still do it.
Can't believe what I did for you,
was I just a toy?
At least you had fun,
you had a blast,
while I slowly think of every word you said.
It hurts me to see you go,
but it hurts more when you...
Sunday 11th December 2016 4:21 pm
Thursday 26th May 2016 6:03 am
It has taken ahold of me once more.
Basking and marinating;
my life is in limbo.
At a halt,
with a glance,
and then just as quickly sets as the sun.
Moments are cherished
but then despised with a gun.
Feeling the chambers loaded with each shell,
the thought it so real,
But where does that leave us?
Friday 25th September 2015 3:37 am
Help me oh please help me
I havent lost my mind
But tell me oh please tell me
Why it is so hard to find,
I havent fallen off the truck
It crushed another man,
I know the training perfectly
But never met the sand.
A lonely man you'd call me
But you are to blind to see,
Im married to a wealthy wife
Who's tied me to a tree,
The branches shake above me
Monday 10th August 2015 1:29 pm
The longest day of the year
in the Northern hemisphere.
The most Sun we experience.
For those seeking abundance
it’s a magical time – astrology says.
It has glorious beams and seeds
that you planted in spring
ripen and sweet fruit bring.
And here is a practical advice
that can’t be bought for any price.
Spend time in reflection and meditation
to understand the real world’s creation.
Monday 22nd June 2015 7:59 am
The time of labor start once one clocks in
as the money is important for survival.
Better to have it than being flat broke.
Despite what those on the outside peeping in may say,
this man right here isn't flipping patties for nothing.
For he longs to return to his life back home,
which ran smooth like molasses
then snapped in half like a pair of glasses.
As the infallible re...
Monday 13th April 2015 5:10 am
Thursday 5th February 2015 4:52 pm
In 2012 I self-published my first collection of poems Words of Darkness and Light.
On Sept 15th 2014 Words of Darkness and Light was published as a revised/edited 2nd edition by Thynks Publications (40 revised/edited poems from original collection plus 8 new poems) http://www.thynkspublications.co.uk/
Saturday 8th November 2014 6:58 pm
OUR LIFE IS SHORT
It seems you forgot:
Our life is short.
There is no time to beg or…
Extort for support.
Learn how to live yourself.
Take a book from the shelf
And…delicately leafing page after page
You will find a wood sage:
People are like books,
With different outlooks.
Some of them are good,
Some of them are bad,
Some of them are just mad,
Some of them are not sassy,
Thursday 23rd October 2014 10:43 pm
In life there is no
guarantee of anything.
There is no guarantee of happiness.
There is no guarantee that we won't feel hurt.
There is no guarantee that there won't
be any struggles along the way.
There is no guarantee that anything will be easy.
There is no such thing as a guarantee.
Life is something
that we cannot truly understand.
Because, no matter how many times
we ask and searc...
Wednesday 22nd October 2014 3:00 am
My eyesight’s going
My nasal hair is growing
And my hair now looks so grey
My knees are creaking
My elbow joints are squeaking
And my voice won’t work today
As I sit down on the tiles
It’s not good for my piles
And I start to really feel my age today
My back it sometimes aches
My favourite meal is now Corn Flakes
No one cares about what I might have ...
Saturday 11th October 2014 2:04 pm
You always said you worried
for the ones you'd leave behind
and what they had to go through
as they watched your health decline
I never fully understood
how you found the strength to fight
never once self pitying
though you had every right.
Never once did you complain
or state life was unfair
rejecting help because you felt
it better served elsewhere
the tears you shed wer...
Tuesday 22nd July 2014 10:48 am
If you were a dog
we'd have put you sleep
before the loss of memory
and dragging of feet
before the confusion
and constant frustration
haunted with the knowledge
your life would be taken.
The jumbled speech
and declining sight
the fears that kept
you up at night
the lack of food
going into your system
the morphine drip
and doctors inspections.
The saddened look
Sunday 20th July 2014 2:19 pm
I found a picture of you today
it rocked me to the core
showing you smiling, full of life
before your cancer war
it broke my heart to see it though
and made me question why
the ones who mean the most to us
are taken before their time?
Filled with so much more to give
oh how you spread your love
always there for anyone
and never one to judge
you taught me vital lessons, which
Sunday 20th July 2014 12:56 am
One more day I wanted
from the moment that you passed
one more conversation
to hear you talk and laugh
a year gone by already
and the void you left remains
this loneliness unbearable
can't shift this fucking pain.
I tried to drink and smoke myself
into an early grave
momentary respite from grieving
I still crave
but nothing numbs the feeling
of a paren...
Saturday 19th July 2014 11:48 am
I sat in lines
At biting point
Biting my lip
Then gave it up
Put my lip balm
And the hand brake on.
Staring out I
Fits of flames
I, treading thoughts
'Til the tide changed.
Then snorting fumes
I blew away
Flew queue jumps
Flipped bird parades
'Til stung by horns
I thudded down
And sauntered on
Monday 14th July 2014 12:07 pm
The first or the last,
Slow or fast …?
Does it really matter,
If you are thin or fatter,
A fool or so clever
Or never was a rot,
But love had a lot?
Will anyone care
If this case's rare?
Will anyone cry
If you live or die?
It happens often
When you are in a coffin
They say sweet words.
Now nothing hurts.
You don’t hear,
Though they are near.
You can’t speak,
You can’t throw a brick,
You can’t send ...
Thursday 3rd April 2014 7:13 pm
Running and Running
I’m running and running and running
Out of life
Soon to hit 50 not the 4 minute mile
Never got that cosy family
I chose to hit the bend legless
And run past anyone I loved
Running and running and running
Away from life
Words leapt up as saviours
Not my two wives
I chose to take the baton from
Strangers I saw s...
Saturday 22nd February 2014 10:02 pm
“Got 10p for a cup of tea?”
“If you show us where you can get one for that price,
I'll give you a quid”
He never did...
Lonely and irksome.
The bitter glow of jaundice
tears at society's rustic chains,
one tragedy at a time.
“The Freemasons took my children,
they took my baby.”
Now she's hopping magic buses,
Thursday 4th April 2013 9:41 pm
Close calls and near misses,
Is it really worth it for drunken kisses?
No, that’s just letting off steam, like when a kettle hisses,
It’s the soul kisses that leave your brain in eclipses.
Remaniises, of what was once tender,
Maybe it’s better to be drunk, so your mind doesn’t render
This kiss important, gets scrambled in the mental blender
So you can lie abo...
Wednesday 6th February 2013 7:56 pm
This is the start,
Though it feels like the end.
Moved away from falls from graces and friends.
Of social and sexual depravity,
I need to find a way to overcome a force 5 times gravity.
In this state,
It's easy to fall into past mistakes.
Like Peruvian towns,
Rebuilt on the sites of earthquakes.
Saturday 10th November 2012 9:08 pm
Dreams are forgotten,
They can be rotten.
Except soul diseases.
Friday 9th November 2012 8:49 pm
How many men with whom you just can talk.
How few of men with whom you cherish silence
And go for the longest walk
To feel the natures fragrance.
How many men with whom it could be better to keep silence
So that do not spill the beans when you are in grief.
How few of men which could be a reliance
And do not steal your credit as a thief.
Tuesday 4th September 2012 9:50 pm
Let’s live, let’s love and even wonder!
Let’s cry, let’s laugh and trust!
Let’s hope for the best and even blunder,
Forgive, believe and do be just!
Let’s just admire fields, the sky and dew!
And if it’s hard do not give up but fight!
Go ahead, tomorrow you’ll all renew,
Without fright as truth is always right.
Let’s be honest when communicating...
Sunday 10th June 2012 9:36 am
While youth at full speed heads toward its peak,
I fear I fail to march all days each week,
For youth is spent, is gone, is done for me,
The ashes of the breaks are mine for free.
Good health of teeth and gums has deserted,
A crowd of fillings have been inserted,
My simple path through hair is more, I fear,
A motorway that runs from ear to ear.
Monday 19th March 2012 2:04 am
(this chorus after every verse)
Oh fare-de well my fairest youth,
Oh fare-de well to thee,
I was once a strapping lad
But now that cannot be.
In youth I was both strong and bright,
The world centred on me,
With bulging muscles fit to fight,
I sent myself to sea.
We left the dock to hailing seas,
With the crew puking on deck,
They should ha...
Monday 19th March 2012 12:34 am
I don’t know when it started
When food became an issue
I remember how life was
I was diagnosed as dyslexic
After my Mum sent me for a private test
Although the School didn’t want to accept it
They didn’t want to help
Budget issues, staffing and resources
Excuses, excuses, excuses
My Mum fought their disbelief
Craving the help and guidance I needed
I heard ju...
Tuesday 31st January 2012 2:13 pm
You only feel lonely when you’re in a crowd
Say you need peace and quiet then turn the music up loud
Only feel let down when you’re being held up
Say you’re okay, and then almost erupt
Only feel my presence when I’m far away
Only say go, when you want me to stay.
You speak words of wisdom and act like a fool
Set high standards for others, then break every rule
Friday 11th November 2011 2:10 am
On the 18th of January 1981, 13 young people died in a fire in New Cross, South East London (a fourteenth committed suicide after losing so many friends). Just shy of thirty years on, these are the contemporary reflections of a man who was a seven year old boy at the time. Widely thought to have been a racially motivated attack, more recent advances in forensic technology have suggested o...
Saturday 8th January 2011 5:45 pm
When I was going home
the darkness was around,
nobody on the street,.
I saw an old woman,
she was a dandelion like,.
she rummaged in the refuse bins
which were all alike.
She was the one who's got her pension
"in the proportion with her job".
I wouldn't like here to mention
Thursday 9th September 2010 7:45 pm
The more I live the more I am surprised.
There are still a lot of things to be realized.
The life flows like a river on the land,
The more I know the less I understand.
The more I give the less I get,
But my life style is: Never regret!
The time flies, it will never come back,
But the hopes still live with no lack.
Some people say: T...
Sunday 11th July 2010 7:10 pm
tweet tweet not twitter
dance of death
ashes to ashes
the fire flames
I rise I rise.
Thursday 25th February 2010 3:44 am
Artist talking to artist
As Light to Light
No outsiders hearing
What viewers have in sight.
The colours of the paintings
Reflects the artists thoughts
Though the onlookers never know
The artist’s. Mind.
Artist talking to Artist
Like words from a book
One slash here, a line there
A rounded curve
A landscape. A portrait
Of dots connecting dots
Sunday 3rd January 2010 12:43 am
Cars bumper to bumper
Trucks, buses, coaches
Cell phones to ears
Hand in hand
The traffic moves
Relief – freedom
Like a dam burst
Going in the same direction.
Monday 16th November 2009 4:40 pm