Poetry Blogs (2012, hope)
Don Matthews on Not Looking Forward to My Old Age, Specifically Arse Wiping (42 minutes ago)
M.C. Newberry on Not Looking Forward to My Old Age, Specifically Arse Wiping (49 minutes ago)
Brian Maryon on Not Looking Forward to My Old Age, Specifically Arse Wiping (4 hours ago)
Into a new dark age
we go, marching,
[of soapbox poetry
there is no want
for many a voice
loudly rail and rant]
the terrain of our
condition and that
of our experience
has changed over
year upon year of
progress that has brought
us closer to the edge
of a generation that
lives on the horizon
peering further on
to challenges invis...
Thursday 20th December 2012 1:18 pm
The majesty of dogs impresses us –
Their solitary solidarity -
And above their grey horizons
There is a promise, lingering….
These days an ending is assumed,
That glorifies the story of our lives:
Making children, seeing things, and listening,
Listening, to our hearts’ desires.
Yesterday the sky darkened at noon
Sunday 1st July 2012 3:06 am
I am as blessed as bees benefitting from a bounteous bloom.
I am chosen like choosing a caramel from a box of chocolates.
I am holy like the hopping Robin just ahead of me.
I am forgiven as I forgive those who trespass against me.
I am as blameless as my brother’s baby.
I am adopted as an angry teenager whose assaults are acerbic.
I am wise as worries that have wro...
Tuesday 1st May 2012 4:06 pm
I loved you once as deeply as any man could Will
and, if the darkest truth were known,
in my heart I love you truly still
Though the distance that lies between us
may seem so very far apart
space and time will not unbind
the aching, raging heart
So farewell my love and lover once
and, as lovers ever true,
we will live and laugh and love again
like lovers that are new
Monday 6th February 2012 11:19 pm
The learning nerves!
A poem inspired by a confidence and self esteem
building course attended at Mhist in Bolton.
Destiny and desires designed the darkness into an eventual tangle,
of falsities and fears with which we wrangle!
Thoughts founded on falsehoods and threats that flowed like water to the deepest depths,
fantasies we fear are facts that leave us of true h...
Tuesday 3rd January 2012 2:25 pm