Poetry Blogs (2013, History)
Wolfgar Miere on (55 minutes ago)
Eclipsing Karin’s Fracture
Fracture lines of frantic events. Pretty little German girl named Karin Ulbricht. Leipzig late 1989. Events so much bigger than just a mere pretty little lady. Daring to demonstrate for freedom. Do you know what you’re doing? Do you? Chasing a dream, not knowing what it is.
BUT YOU FEEL IT IN YOUR BONES.
And know that you’re right, being in Leipz...
Monday 2nd December 2013 8:48 pm
The bayonet. I've had it a decade. There's provenance here... not written I'm afraid. My mate Richard, who I went to school with in 82-87, had a lovely sister. Lorraine. from a different dad. He was a soldier in the British army. He's dead now. He collected weapons, guns and knives. His wife asked Richard what to do with them. Some were real guns. I said tell any cops the guns are fake...
Friday 8th November 2013 10:19 pm
Forever let this place here be
A warning to humanity,
A cry of despair, suffering;
Death in total, unrelenting.
Forever let its soil be bare,
For life shall grow not anywhere,
This place, a scar upon the face
Of mans wickedness, mans disgrace.
Forever let this place here stand
As evidence of evil planned,
A barren wasteland, void of hope,
Where many left in clouds of smoke...
Saturday 19th October 2013 4:10 pm
Monday 9th September 2013 2:39 pm
do you see in the windows, where moonlight shines
wee hands and faces against the glass?
the midnight orphans, dusty gust
carries their whispers and lullabies
of times when a stranger’s hand
pushed them inside and turned the key
and it was dark and cold
inside stray children left their dreams
in stern rooms
where now daylight invites you to ...
Thursday 5th September 2013 1:27 pm
This high brick wall borders East and West, a Cold War frontier that symbolises the divisions between two mindsets. A time of paranoia and of being taken away in the night, soldiers only following orders, you’re going to the East, not to be seen again as you’re an enemy of the state, Stassi style.
For those who resist and fight there is only one option, eliminate ...
Thursday 25th July 2013 6:26 pm
On wet afternoons
We pay to visit
The English castles
Grim towers of stone
Ditches of defence
Arrow slits above
Charities now care
For their maintenance
Count the children’s coins
Provide guided tours
Sell home-made chutney
We wonder around
Tugging Welsh forelocks
Before these ruins
Sunday 21st July 2013 9:51 pm
Tuesday 11th June 2013 11:00 pm
Sir Arrow Green
incognito as Hinderstoop
old want woman, a bag
a charcoal keeper
line counter ears and Christophers
Sir Green claims to be a gentleman Tanner
claims to honeyrights from Ox Hive
Merry Bee Men in Waggle ranks
around their Bee King
Society outside Society
Sir Green r...
Monday 3rd June 2013 3:22 pm
Spread your skirts Bessie
here is Captain Nice the Bandy Dandy Randy Highwayman
land bored apples from his streaming course
He is nice, dangerous to be bad
between the times
Shouts slap a kimbo Dauntless Dick defiance at Red coats in lights out
master stallion a two a way a swift over boxed in parking
Monday 3rd June 2013 3:20 pm
In cars, I'm him.
I make the shapes he makes –
one-handing the steering wheel
as if grasping some mane,
I cup the gear stick bulb
like it's a brandy bowl
and coast to junctions
scared as sharks to stop,
though on open road
I’ll box in better cars than mine,
a sudden stickler for the limit
I slap down and squeeze your knee
celebrating damming flow,
Saturday 9th February 2013 9:39 am
The Australian nation was birthed from the turmoil of the 1700s. Mad, King George III ruled the Empire and the tumultuous social upheavals of old Mother England and the American colonies had brought Australia into the picture. It was a saga of epic proportions, and throughout adversities and unique challenges a new people was formed, with a lifestyle and philosophy, ills and haunting issues pec...
Saturday 26th January 2013 10:42 pm
Watch silently as earthly rumbles deep,
And as the world below drifts off to sleep,
A ghostly peak, refreshed beyond the glare.
Beauty in the vast, unparalleled,
Iridescent on one side of two,
Overcoat, to cast off; overdue,
Tremble underneath where others dwelled.
Tyrants roam, to crumble at their feet,
Crushed, reanimated in the well.
Tuesday 15th January 2013 9:38 pm