Poetry Blogs (Nov 2007)
Nicola's comments have prompted me to write this, partly in recognition of her contribution to furthering open-floor poetry in Bolton, partly to plead for your help in continuing the work.
Write Out Loud was established in 2003 to encourage anyone who has a mind to, to write poetry and share it by reading it ‘out loud’ in friendly groups.
It all started with John Je...
Friday 30th November 2007 5:41 pm
Gordon, Gordon turning right.
Now to Harmanise your plight
To Abraham, from God was given
cash aplenty, no discretion.
On the Rock they queued and cued
You stumbled while more debt accrued.
Two slipped discs laid you more low.
A few Watts more and you will go.
Gordon, Gordon's fading might.
Sleepless times again tonight.
Mendelssohn composed a letter.
Made things worse instead o...
Wednesday 28th November 2007 4:11 pm
Also by Malpoet:Trilogy of Terror | Transition | Tookie Williams Died Today | Dead Dog | In Praise of the Glorious House of Saud | Thorpitude | Black Smith | Thomas | Bite Night | The Very First Time | The 'Pool is Cool | The Peabody Duck March | I'm Glad | The Marriage of Ellie and Carl | Tamagotchi | Tabatha Bagginshaw | Hen Harrier | Summer | Storm | Stallion | Springtime | Solo |
The darkness of night was being washed away by the first rippling specks of light
The birth of a new day sent the suns rays dancing upon a shimmering white surface
As the temperature crept up the dusted snow branches released their burden
As the clumps of snow hit the covered forest floor it startled a young deer
Sending it darting for the cover of mothers protection leaving c...
Tuesday 27th November 2007 9:47 am
Also by Phil Golding:Life and Time |
To understand life and death,
you must walk the road
through the cemeteries,
walk the earth
life and death.
The stone tablets
will tell you
of the stories,
reveal the memories
of the ones
that left us,
the ones we mourn,
and the ones
that changed our life.
Forever etched in stone,
their names are eternal,
and their love,
to never be forgotten.
We think that they left us.
This cemetery is proof...
Monday 26th November 2007 4:35 am
the soil dispatched ambassadors
a long time ago
they sought the fallen
in the form of worms
slowly greeting, writhing
sloth like slime, dividing
revelation,a winter winds erosion
a hand still gripping pistol
as souvenirs you seek
in no mans land
a white knuckle still clasps
a pistol grip
a brass buckle slips
on tin hat rusted
Sunday 25th November 2007 2:52 pm
You said you’d always love me when you smacked me and I cried
But that was a lie
Here’s an open hand
Here’s a kiss
Here’s an open hand
Here’s a fist
I came from your womb
You suckled me from your breast
But then came the test
When I learned to speak and be naughty
When I learned to be an individual when I rebelled
You said I’d changed you said I’d go to hell
Now I find your love was ...
Friday 23rd November 2007 7:14 pm
Also by Daniel Hooks:poem lost |
Yesterday being Remembrance Day
I made a point of remembering
And joined several hundred other rememberers
On the Town Hall Square
Where I bumped into Alec Simister
Who I hadn't seen for ten years
Now there's a man who could wear a bowler hat and rolled umbrella
As well as any city banker, retired guards officer
Or Orange Lodge memberHis high cheek bones and straight black hair suggest he ...
Sunday 18th November 2007 8:41 pm
Come to Word Command's event at The Bit on the Side, Paignton, Devon on the 15th November. It promises to be a spactacular evening of fantastic artists - spoken word and performers.
Thursday 1st November 2007 11:11 pm