Poetry Blogs (survival)
afishamongmany on Live much longer don't smoke! A message to teenagers. (1 hour ago)
it was an accident
you hit me
with your words
it's my home I say
but you don’t care
you have come in
soon you will leave
but not me, her
I find my bedroom
solace and silence
the smallness of me
you have come again
I do not want you
you are not mine, hers
you smother me,
press me into bedsheets
you smell of bull swe...
Saturday 19th January 2019 12:18 pm
She was already sunken before she got off land,
pelted by the pebbles,
sliced on the slippery rocks.
As soon as she tried to float the weeds
slip an emerald chain tight.
It was a journey that nearly choked her.
She fought to surf along with them
having learnt to fear everything
I have fished in these waters for many years,
watched helplessly for her to rise from the...
Sunday 15th April 2018 11:59 am
Earth is a curious place. Sunrise evokes awe
in those who watch a day’s waking hour. To survive
that day, or consecutive days, we’re totally
reliant upon our ingenuity and
the society we’ve built. Were it not for our
technology, logistics and planning, many
of us would not be here. Earth’s beauty hides this harsh,
double edged sword. Something so beautiful can be
Saturday 30th December 2017 9:13 am
For a long time after,
I didn't think I would ever find the words to describe what you took from me or what you did,
It became my biggest shame,
Like every thrust you took added a 20 pound weight that I had to carry around with me after. I kept it hidden from everyone;
I worked so hard to keep it a secret because you made me feel like I deserved it.
I felt like you'd taken my fire,...
Saturday 9th December 2017 11:22 pm
I am a ShaakieraS, A mature, respectable and sophisticated woman, with a massive vocabulary and a passion for words, which borders on obsession. Strangely quiet and reserved , an introverted extrovert yet can be surprisingly witty, accommodating and very outgoing depending on the situation and of course the company. Highly intelligent and sharp-minded choosing to express myself largely through the...
Saturday 19th August 2017 9:34 am
He wondered when he might stop
when he might allow himself not to worry,
like a tide ignoring the moon
breaking the cycle of expectant nature.
Things happen, bad things,
what was it to anyone that he should care?
all succumb, all fail and die,
to postpone the inevitable with compassion,
No, enough now,
enough of this crusading,
for the be...
Thursday 4th May 2017 11:06 am
I stand on the edge of a cliff,
High above the water that assaults the rocks below.
I overlook the stormy sea.
Lightning cracks across the sky,
A horrendous sound.
Neptune huffs, he puffs,
He tries to knock me down,
He hopes to cause me to slip on the damp ground.
I hear it coming for me.
Its roar could intimidate a lion.
I see it coming for me,
A blue wave as high...
Saturday 24th September 2016 1:55 am
How strange I don’t desire you
in the way I thought I might,
though the stirring of your gentle smile
could fill my darkness bright.
Our promise stitched in whispers
like riddles through a weave,
was sworn on hidden tokens
we passed upon our leave.
No trade has withered that vows worth
or seen the promise broken,
and should we fall like dust to earth
Tuesday 2nd February 2016 8:56 am
If we could look at the earth in a few thousand years from now,
we would see a nightmare vision. A planet ravaged by massive ice flows,
poisonous radiation storms and acidic oceans.
A naive mankind has done this. Now man has gone underground, far below
the poison and the cold.
It will be ten thousand years before he ventures forth again. Now he lives in
Monday 3rd February 2014 2:17 pm
This genie spell hex you put on me will kill me.
I want to die.
I'm sick of the anxiety and shit you cause me, in my head all the time.
Why did you magically bind me to you?
We belong together? Horse shit!
You belong in the bottom block.
You're nuts and drive me insane.
I must end my life and get away from you. Permanently.
I borrowed my mate's pistol. He's a dealer...
Wednesday 25th December 2013 5:31 pm
The trees, so hidden well by thickened wood,
While senses hide behind the deep despair,
He, ridiculed by those that can’t but should
And persecuted by those that once did care.
As fingers point and clone the loaded gun;
They choose a victim crying on his knees,
To watch him beg for solitude, in one
And disregard his perennial pleas.
The rights and wrongs of progress blister quic...
Monday 22nd April 2013 5:28 pm
Team GUM are taking on the Riff Awards.
Like the Riff page here: https://www.facebook.com/RiffMediaUK
Send an email to: firstname.lastname@example.org
Put forward Kris Fogg for BEST NEWCOMER.
Put forward Ushiku Crisafulli for BEST NON MUSICAL ENTERTAINER.
You'll see us both repping Riff at RIFF SURVIVAL SUNDAY - MARCH 31st
Sunday 17th February 2013 5:24 pm
Gotta keep on moving,
keep on travelling...
keep one foot ahead of the other
like a race that has no winner.
Then I shall outrun my tears and leave all my fears
the wind before me, then behind me.
Ridding me of moistness, passed my ears.
Gotta get going, to keep from falling....
keep this foot in front, then the next.
Please make your response or c...
Wednesday 9th January 2013 2:27 pm
Many times 'convenient amnesia' is all we have to survive and live another day.
My heart bleeds
both fears and gladness
spent poison darts.
My hand quakes
both words and gestures
spared iron brand.
My eye shuts
both dark and brightness
Sunday 10th July 2011 11:55 am
fall into pools of swirling merriment
shirk substitutes that others recommend
firm in the knowledge of purest joy
your visage clear in mind, no mental toy
stab with wanton thrusts this warm caress
reveal dream's scorn amid phobic duress
with fiery brand your chariot swift - protect
lunar spheres in shaded ponds - thoughts collect
tinge red this broken tune - unbroken...
Wednesday 23rd March 2011 8:25 am
Be numb to me
get off your knee
cease from demeaning
my esteem for you
with your lucid hate
the hourglass leaks
coloured sand pours
rainbow streaked tears
where the rains bleached
this sunburnt heart
with the acid of your disdain
these wearied hands
no longer reach for yours
your reflection is marred
and the mirror put away
Tuesday 28th December 2010 2:55 pm