Poetry Blogs (Aug 2011)
Tonight I feel the need. Everyone has a birdie. Mine tell me I am better. I listen and I know. I prefer the book closed, You do not no everything.
Wednesday 31st August 2011 11:11 pm
Oh Nakato is it cold
in your little corner of the globe?
You roll around heaven
finding souls to love
I see you in the clouds
of my mind with eyes
that look like ice on fire.
Oh Nakato I know
how good it feels
to hold you in my soul.
Oh Nakato you are on
the other side.
You are with me
all the time.
I dream of you....
Wednesday 31st August 2011 10:58 pm
Also by Jules Clare:Deep Sea Scroll | Black Ball | Why | Living | Our Way | Signs | Cherish | A Golden Jubilee | Whistling Down the Wind | Dictionary | Marriage | An Arm and a Dole Cheque | White Riot | Colour | Wierd | Colour | Consider This | Drugs | Heavy | Emotional Pain | Living in a Box | Mine | Moving | Numbers | Pain Again | Penniless | Rachael | Size | Stop Start | Time Goes By | Walk | A Good Walk Spoiled | A Glaswindian | A Dream | A Liitle Bit | A Tooth's Demise | Ruby | _Peugeot Harmony | Tracey on the Spot | Bermuda Triangle | Waddy Rules | The Sign of Life | Grace | Corners | Humps | Travel | Youtr World | Scream | Home | Eco Fighter | Mud | My First Love | Man and Nature | Ghostly Memories | Noise | Hellish | Grand National | Lightning | My Little World | Radio Metro | Tire | Full | Full | Travel | Hope | Musical Anger | It is Time To Go | Fish and Chips | Death | Bermuda Triangle | A Tooth's Demise | Going Down | Kiss | Life | Passion | Picture | Predictabilty | Purple Rain | Ruby | Ruby | Sign of Crook Times | Sitting | Standing | Suburbia | The Sign of Life | The Switch | Toxic Death | Tracey on the Spot | Waddy Rules | Who? | Grace | Corners | Humps | Travel | Your World | Scream | Home | Ecofighter | Grace | Killer Scot | Karaoke | Peugeot Harmony | Man and Nature | My Lost Love | Myself | Out of It | My Lost Love | Style | Hit Me | Stuttering | Ken | Table of Life | Keen | Bye Bye Waldridge | Crazy World | Wind, Fire and Water | Wild Times | PF2 | Stroke | Forum Issues | Cars | Education | Work | 1664 | Billo | Titch | cake | Differences | Fire and Brimstone | Inclemence | Power to the People | Round | Suffering | The Gift | Wonder |
amber aquamarine vermillion
an evening firmament excels
before night blinds are drawn
a southbound hurrying train
and aeroplane simultaneously
crossing on different routes
one heard to hoot the other
twinkling intermittent lights
on a nearby rugby pitch shrill
calls are heard hey pass the ball
sweat-stained the young men’s
shirts who skirt...
Wednesday 31st August 2011 10:17 pm
Also by Philipos:LA MER. | NON-PAYING PASSENGER. | SIN OF POVERTY. | RAILWAY FAN CLUB. | POET’S HAUNTS. | DARKNESS AND LIGHT. | BUSHMAN. |
upon gentle waters
from the sky
Tall grass swaying
and bob for food
from my reverie
by the jangling
of the phone
I turn from
my office window
Sighing as the boss
calls my name
that a mallard
Wednesday 31st August 2011 7:41 pm
Also by Lisa Milligan:Fences | Color | The Patient | Fidelity | Waiting For A Star To Fall | Pink Tulips |
dark grape clung the coiled vines trellised wonder from the ground blessed by light by rain and earths alliance perfections of sweetness round shows once more the vintagers crop a legacy secured by historys taste little spheres of fruitful blood conceived in Adams garden methinks ...
Wednesday 31st August 2011 6:50 pm
Another kiss you’ll never have
you used to say to me.
When I was busy,
and I would turn away.
If I had known how few
those kisses were to be
I would have spared the time
to give those kisses free.
So now I send those kisses back
ten thousand fold to thee
yes now I send those kisses back.
Wherever you may be...
Wednesday 31st August 2011 6:14 pm
Also by Ann Foxglove:on porthcurnow beach | china horses | arrival | help please :) | fat seal | the rub | groove around the kitchen - it's sunday! | by the roots | rallying | suggested profile pic for bashful poets |
Sometimes I write, rhythm words into ideas and images,
Alliterate magic, mix memories, stroke a picture, unhinge an event,
Dilate a story for myself,
In a space empty of people I may read it aloud, tasting its cadence,
Fearing the caustic stab of my own barbed backlash,
An uncontrolled voice ready to pounce with judgements
As reckless as there are hour...
Wednesday 31st August 2011 3:45 pm
Also by martin rimmington:Fathers Rites. | Come Close |
She reaches out, and the covers heave;
a thick sea moving east, morning peaked, and unforgiving.
an arm releases the sounds of being far away.
He talks to her in his sleep.
She sits, her knees pulled up to her heart,
bent, taken. The still air attracts her gaze to the wall,
an exact silver,
and she draws her arm up across the running...
Wednesday 31st August 2011 3:17 pm
It occurs in the slur of morning
When the birds have been fed
And survivors of the feast
Wriggle and squeak on the surface.
Bits of insects roll and search
For pieces of themselves
In the bloodwet grass
As the sun bursts.
Waiting for the rain
To soothe and manoeuvre
Those that are left
Chanting on the grass.
But they are not afra...
Wednesday 31st August 2011 3:06 pm
Also by Kealan Coady:So | Children Of Ghosts | He Heard The Stars | In The Dead Of Sunlight | Sprawl | The Little Red Ball | Odium | Nightbird | Nothing Happens For A Reason | Early Learning | If Women Grew On Trees | Kill The System | Gullcry On The Harbour | Death To The Literati | Wolves And Matchboxes | The Laughing Neanderthal |
May have to aplogise in advance for this one! Or just blame Stefan and John Coopey for encouraging me! ;)
I denied it was happening,
Couldn’t be happening,
I couldn’t be feeling this way.
It wasn’t on the cards for us.
I would be detached,
Impartial, come what may.
I would just be your landlady,
Crabby and out of bounds.
I’m sure this is w...
Wednesday 31st August 2011 12:39 pm
Also by Lynn Dye:Longing | Missing The Magic | The Aftermath | Love | Summer Seasons |
Wednesday 31st August 2011 3:17 am
Also by Dave Dunn:Munee, Munee, Munee... | When We Share | No End To The Show | Stacy's Mum |
Built a cliché house
on overheard sand
opened windows wide
life blew whistles in
took my breath
sent a shiver down my
spooned forked carved
Tuesday 30th August 2011 10:45 pm
Also by Michael Scott:All night gas station |
We’ve witnessed special highlights and some awkward moments too
As more than thirty August anniversaries by us flew;
But there’s no-one I would rather spend my life with more than you;
I love you, Judy Coopey, and suppose I always will.
Tuesday 30th August 2011 10:37 pm
Also by John Coopey:I Hate Your Bastard Dog | New Yorkers | Hic Haec Hoc Hunc Hanc Hoc | Eddie | The Scourge of God | Kopi Luwak | The Ghosts of Bamiyan |
...and will be published in a book called UPLIFTING MOMENTS
Born out of diverging needs and used in battle, american airframe and english merlin engine creating a machine quite unlike any other. At home six miles above the earth protecting silver lumbering B-17s from murderous nazi fighters, down on the deck filling the krauts full of lead dont tell me tha...
Tuesday 30th August 2011 12:19 pm
Also by NICK ARMBRISTER:poems read by me at Ring o' Bells pub, Middleton 28/8/11 | Laughing Crims poem | ANGELICA STRIKES | NICE POEM FOR A FRIEND AND HER MAN | STRONG ANTI LOVE POEM BE WARNED | RAGING RIVER POEM | poems from my complete 15yr poem collection (free download for a bit) | taiwan poems | SPARROW poem | jet fighter air war over the desert | THINK poem | unreal poem on a crazy sad event | living in your car poem | met a nice gothgal and also could have been killed 30/7/11 | COLD WAR POEM | for my old mate RIP | a new poem | varied sublime old 90s poems by nick | STUKA POEM from the other side | death and shipwrecks | CIRRUS pagan poem |
Thought police, no one can avoid them,
Thought police, are out there, thinking ,
thinking how to catch your thoughts –
skulking in alleys and doorways,
hanging on your every deliberation,
tuning in by wireless connection,
seeking out any unrest, any deviation
from the new norm, the new speak
… the new order.
Thought police created and empowered
Monday 29th August 2011 5:03 pm
Monday 29th August 2011 4:14 pm
Also by Alain English:Two Open-Mics to take us into September... | Manorlogz Entry - A Tale of Paul Hunter | London Poetry |
Monday 29th August 2011 3:36 pm
Also by Tom Harding:Office | Brief Poem 08/08/11 | Cinema Poem | you are not bukowski and neither am i | Spring Comes | Like A Stranger Bringing Bad News |
We had no words for “metaphor” or “simile”
That night in the hall; the fire’s smoke
And crackle blazed colour into our faces,
The Skald sang ‘Edwr ran after the hart,
As swift as the river runs’, and that was that.
We feasted on its muscles, lights and guts
Ate ourselves full to stupor, then we drank,
Drenching our lips with honey of the kill;
Drew Edwr on the wa...
Monday 29th August 2011 2:47 pm
Also by STEVE RUDD:The Haserot Angel |
I don't get to keep any (young) man for too long and especially when that Josie the Viking Princess steals (most) of my dramatic thunder. This Gorka the Great, swept into my cowshed and mangle life like a twin tub on double rev and Princess Josie got between us, like washing line sheets blowing in my egotistical wind...so, back to the bottom of the washing basket (no Basque men in there!)
Monday 29th August 2011 2:16 pm
Also by Hilda Sheehan:Mabel's Basque Man and the Stolen Cow shed Romance of Josie the Viking Princess | Mabel and the Tiger in a Toy Ice cream Van of Extreme Excitement!!! |
Half a millennia of footsteps
crossed this courtyard,
five centuries of ghosts
hang around in doorways
as a bright, new moon
sits low in the sky,
offering no prayer
to small devils that spit at stars,
or a lost woman
who follows a different path.
Florence is full of magic boxes
spellbound by humanity,
and centuries of Christ.
Yet secrets hide behind huge doors
Sunday 28th August 2011 10:32 pm
A photographer goes far and wide, to find his vision by his side. Camera poised as he gets ready, to take the shot as he is steady. Object moves, may fly away, will it come back? may be one day. He poises once more to delight his core.. He see's the magic of his sighting, they appeal inviting. 'Take a shot' a fellow man say's, ' once again as I gaze, may I take your friendly face?' Film r...
Sunday 28th August 2011 8:47 pm
Also by Lesley Whittaker:BEACON FELL..... | GAPING GILL.... | THE WALK... | MEMEORIES... | RIVINGTON PIKE....... | RELATIONSHIPS... | TEARS FROM OUR EYES... | HOLD ON.... | TEARS... | TIME.... | BEING IN LOVE | THE MIND... |
If I were to tell my story, which story would I tell,
Of a brightly painted glory, or a shadow haunted hell
Sharing in the same location, period and cast,
Differing in where the tales begin and in the words delivered last.
There'd need be no deliberate inconsistency in terms or actual plot and
Yet some facts, just out of focus, will seemingly be forgotten.
Like in two sh...
Sunday 28th August 2011 1:57 pm
Also by Mark Mr T Thompson:Some of my favourite quotes defining poetry - What is/are yours? | If being obtuse was an art form it would be called poetry |
Saturday 27th August 2011 2:33 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:An abstraction of events |
( A Liverpool story)
THE CRY OF THE DODO
If you’ve heard the cry of the Dodo,
Then you’re older than you might say,
For the Dodo today is a no-no,
And its demise is so murky and gray
But the birds of ‘Royal Liver,’ will be soon resurrected,
No longer, will they feel extinct,
This species forever, will be always protected,
When the D...
Saturday 27th August 2011 2:21 pm
Also by Thomas McDonald:Gunners Ear | The man in the boat | I'll see you again | Duplicitous Diplomacy | Seduction | Seduction (Audio) | Over by Christmas | Chip off the old block | Kismet | The man in the boat | What a mistake to make | Three's a crowd | Contiguity | What is a poem? | Recycled | Up a Gum-tree down under | Funny Money | I'll see you again. | Just as "If. | Strictly for the Birds |
El condor no pasa.
Dawn was a slobber drooled from fangs of giants.
We willed the canyon clogging mist to shift.
The Colca River roiled beneath the silence,
muffed in cloud. Snow-caps snarled. We got shoved
about by tour groups, guffawing and looking miffed
to see no condors. Us, we found some plusses,
hummingbirds, sierra finch, Andean swift,
Friday 26th August 2011 10:03 pm
The types of radiation which make up
The electromagnetic spectrum are -
In ascending order of wavelengths short to long -
Gamma rays, x-rays, ultra violet rays,
Infra-red radiation and radio waves.
Only the Light Spectrum is humanly visible.
It permits seven basic colours to our underdeveloped eyes -
Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue and Violet –
Friday 26th August 2011 4:27 pm
Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:O Sweet Confusion |
You ask me how it was she beguiled
My love her love to crave?
She only fixed her hair and smiled
And took my heart for slave.
For it was such a lovely smile,
So wonderful to see,
That it seemed – for one brief while –
Her soul smiled out at me.
We`re wed now, and my grateful heart
Grows gladder every day.
Friday 26th August 2011 2:52 pm
2011 One Love Reggae Festival
A Truthful Dishonor Not about the Reggae
Looking at the future with a smile! Indeed, life is filled with so many struggles so to smile is one of the only options we have as to not go totally insane. The UK 2011 One Love Reggae Festival was held in the location of Hainault Forest County Park, an area in the London Borough of Redbridge in Northeast London. Fo...
Friday 26th August 2011 2:39 pm
Has anyone else got spam messgaes in your inbox on wol? I certainly don't appreciate bullshit messages from people trying to get me to send money, pictures etc!!
I don't know how they could have access to wol messages unless they are a member and if anyone knows how to block them, please tell me.
IF YOU ARE THE SPAMMER, GO FIND SOMEWHERE ELSE TO MAIL YOUR CRAP!!
Friday 26th August 2011 9:09 am
Also by Kath Hewitt:In a land of broken dreams |
Thursday 25th August 2011 11:39 pm
Also by Andy N:My hometown |
My real, true identity
Has faded out.
Lost in a morass of shit.
The tissue of lies
Veils my eyes
Hiding the real truth.
Slow death of a perfect union
No energy left now
Helplessly I stand and watch.
Desperate for the life
To be breathed back into this broken spirit.
The gargantuan corporate wheels
Thursday 25th August 2011 6:53 pm
Also by Manda Lee:VIRUS |
Happiness of a man is not in possibility to chose a woman out of a million,
Happiness of a man is in possibility to allow himself to be with the only loved one.
Out of millions there are hundreds of beauties.
Out of millions there are hundreds of jealous.
Out of millions there are hundreds of desirable.
But… they are not loved.
Out of millions there can be only one...
Wednesday 24th August 2011 6:46 pm
Also by Larisa Rzhepishevska:MESSAGE FROM SIRIUS | I KNOW WHERE THE SOUL IS | A Horse Become the Pegusus | NEVER TALK TO A STRANGER | Can't Be Indifferent | SINFUL SOULS | The Ghosts |
Wednesday 24th August 2011 5:47 pm
I was recently asked to write and perform a poem about The August Riots of the UK for a 'Fight Back Debate' in which the young people of Bolton discussed their opposition to both the criminal acts of the young people involved, and the media's focus on youth involvement to the extent that young people have been misrepresented.
This link contains a video of my performance:http://www.thebolto...
Tuesday 23rd August 2011 6:08 pm
narrative, poem about two lovers becoming one. the gathering of two souls in one palm. how patients is a wonderful gift for some true soul mates. and trust is like a shield for their hold.
I’m sitting here with my body
Curled up warm.
Wearing your kiss and
The thoughts that beat you with bliss.
I cross shooting stars when I glance outside,
My patio of the home we share,
Tuesday 23rd August 2011 2:51 pm
Also by Noori eAli:Blue without You | Trapped Desires | MY Expressions | see threw men with views to ' Die | A Simple Thought | Romance Was Never My Game | Standing Next To You | Mixture | The Road To Heaven |
It fills the room in which we dine
at tables doomed for eight or nine;
the champagne glasses deftly clinked,
though champagne isn't what we drink.
The chicken textured rubber duck
and vegetables are overcooked;
rain dribbles down the window-panes,
the walls exhibit aged stains.
The waitress frowns, absorbed, remote;
you make a sound, you clear your throat.......
Monday 22nd August 2011 6:57 pm
You left a lovely tattoo mark on our grey cloud world
your lovely bones will rattle on down the dirty streets
of Camden Suzi
where the bees go sleep at night only your hair knows
your hair Suzi
we can drink up in the skies by the railtrack bridge
your bridge Suzi
Break the broken heart
paint the damned soul dark
shut the shut down mind
Monday 22nd August 2011 12:40 pm
Great poetry and acoustic music night-
This Wednesday night- 8pm!
22a Liscard Crescent
Wallasey- The Wirral
CH44 1AE (a stones throw over the Mersey from Liverpool)
Check us out in the gig guide and view the photo- we're the venue/wine bar that has all the ivy going on lol.
Monday 22nd August 2011 10:31 am
Christ has got a Facebook page,
a new account on Twitter.
He’s taken latest photographs,
to publish them on Flikr.
will alert yer first by text.
Send a message to yer e-mail,
dates of where he’s touring next.
Put yer name down for subscription,
to “Jesus Christ events”.
Signed exclusively to SKY
ITV & Beeb are vexed.
Both Oprah & Jay Leno,
battle for hi...
Monday 22nd August 2011 1:06 am
There are billions of people in this world, and billions of cells in each person. Those cells came together by fate, or choice, to create each one of us.
YOU could search your entire life and never find another person who looks
just like YOU, thinks just like YOU, has the same experiences as YOU and feels the same emotions as YOU in the same way that YOU do. YOU may not be a world chang...
Sunday 21st August 2011 11:36 pm
Its not that easy
Living under this black cloud
I spend my time writing
Staying away from the crowd
You could say
I'm stuck in the circle
No beginning there is no end
One day is clear and clam
The next Black clouds are back again
I keep getting lost in these moments
Its nothing clever its nothing new
Takes me to places ware
Only the brave on...
Sunday 21st August 2011 9:46 am
Also by Ian Devine:Luna Eclipse.... | Just Words |
the dead done gone and did it again
the dead done gone and shredded your heart
the dead will whistle their one refrain
the dead they tear your song apart
the dead done gone and shredded your heart
the dead paid the piper but forgot the tune
the dead they tear your song apart
the dead will be your playmates soon
the dead paid the piper but forgot the tune
the dead mar...
Sunday 21st August 2011 12:39 am
Also by Russell J Turner:we have eaten them all |
The air is still, quite
The freezing touch of his hand
Death is by my side
This audio was provided by my husband Scott
Sunday 21st August 2011 12:03 am
Also by Shirley Smothers:Anger | Christ Love |
the pink lily flower floats
and plucked from the water’s surface
a love letter
in DNA writ large
Saturday 20th August 2011 6:31 pm
I let her eyes seduce me as she glanced across the bar
she passed a smile suggesting her apartment wasn't far
calmly and collectedly I held that higher ground
but all the while internally my will it slowly drowned
I was full with raw emotion that could never be denied
when hearts collide it can never be denied
With a look that told her everything I lead her o...
Saturday 20th August 2011 1:07 pm
Also by Christopher Dawson:Rap aration |
The shop fronts are bordered up where only weeks ago a town sparked with life,
Deserted streets people no longer content to roam.
Ghosts of the riot prowl the corners,
A wall of rememberance thoughts of a City that was once great.
Touching messages from a loved one,
Quotes from the words of stars, do they understand their meaning or is it just a repeated parroted back phrase...
Saturday 20th August 2011 12:45 pm
Standing, with the heel of his left touching the toes of his right,
In the dying dark before the dawn he can see
A path stretching between the platforms.
The steel against his skin is taut, tight, but it seems so far.
Imagined wings sprout from his spine, see-through against the sky,
The feathers fanned against the stars as they snuff out one by one.
His wings feel...
Friday 19th August 2011 4:14 pm
There have always been two sides
relax the pains
loosen the hurt
you’re not the only one
you’re not the only one
who couldn’t cope
see common ground
of course the other burned too
just imagine what they went through
moved too fast? Awful timing? Yes
you weren’t the only one
you weren’t the only one
struggling to move on
Don’t drown these precious t...
Friday 19th August 2011 12:54 pm
Also by Tom Alexander:Ashes Blow Over All Things |