This and Warhol says Fall back and pay me your Dollers

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Also by Tommy Carroll:

...all the best | What borders do |

Freedom of Thought

I can't think inside this house.
My thoughts have no room at all.
They struggle, battling each other for space,
jostling against hard, closed walls,
reeling back to me clumsily,
angry, trapped and bitter,
inflicting the darkest mood.

I need wide open spaces
to send thoughts soaring away,
to circle around and arrange themselves
sweeping  along the bay,
over the rocks and over the sea, 

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Also by Judi Strega:

Shipwreck |

The Day the Bluebird got Engaged (12/31/14)

Today I'll tout my love of the impermanent, chaotic life ineffectively: 
bullets through the hypnotic waters of a dream, slowing but never stopping,
mocking in the shadows of doorways that I'll never quite make it through before I wake.
Impermanence do
esn't fill a bed where thinking stops to rest a while, so feeling's free to tread,
and smug debate victory doesn't pull the sun above horizons b...

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Also by Zach Dafoe:

Cutter 11 (12/01/2014) | Heartburn v2 | Working Prayer (11/24/2014) | Thursday Night (09/11/2014) | Muffler (08/02/2014) | I've Lost my Revolution (07/14/2014) | Speech 1 (07/13/2014) | Frank (06/05/2014) | Ode's Lamentation (05/25/2014) | Brazen to Call it Independence (05/24/2014) | Nurse (02/01/2014) | RE: The Identity Farce (12/27/2013) | Demi-Gloss (05/13/2013) | 2am Untitled snippets (05/07/2013) | 777 (04/26/2013) | Desk Job (02/21/2013) | Monosyllabic Apparatus (11/13/2012) | Sunreiss (10/18/2012) | An Alley in Midday (08/05/2012) | Monday (06/26/2012) | Retrogade Renegade (05/29/2012) | Symbol (05/21/2012) | Men of Valor (04/23/2012) | Promise Ring (04/03/2012) | Interview with a Coffee Muse (03/25/2012) | Roulette (03/24/2012) | Wasn't Odessa (02/20/2012) | Blue Light Phantasm (02/13/2012) | Hangover 1 (02/05/2012) | What (12/26/2011) | Red (11/11/2011) | Comma (10/16/2011) | Revol (09/05/2011) | Prair (08/28/2011) | The Napkin Kiss (06/29/2011) | Sin (02/13/2011) | Fence Shuffle Posse (04/07/2010) | Simean (02/04/2010) | Letters' Compilation |

i wish i had loved her as a better man

My sin I misunderstood.

Ropes may burn your skin.
Thick as a skull,
twisted as a sin.

Plenty to fill a position,
if you're pleased with its skin.
To take part in revelation,
to be King, is not the end.

Many walls, early years.
Many hills, later valleys.
Not many entries to descipher your galaxy.

Take part in which the sand destroys your land.
Or which is it I stand tall and noble to place my hand upon yo...

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Also by Amelia:

I escaped the reaper. | Depression. And not the money kind. | Our World. | Split |

Merseyside poets

Liverpool Salon will be organising a debate on poetry in the New Year. If there are any poets with a publication that they would like me to include in an article I will be writing for the site then please contact me through Facebook

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Also by Denis:

This is such a fantastic collection. |

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Now Two Zero One Four winds down to its close

I wonder once more where the time of my life goes.

As we welcome the onset of Two Zero One Five

There's comfort in knowing the spirit will strive

Through life's hurly-burly...the push and the shove -

For the prospect of giving and getting some love.



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Also by M.C. Newberry:



And pathways 

Are funny old things
Twisting this way
And that 
Back and round
And forwards 
Inside themselves 
And out
It seems to me
One way 
Or another 
You get 
Where you're going
You like it 
Or not
And maybe
Of following 
Your feet
You should look
Some place 
For most of
The time 
Your feet will

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Also by Twilbury Wist:

murikami's wood | Tiptoe | Shipwrecked | Barefoot | pictures of living | Listless | Road Kill | All the little fishes | Silver light | Poet-tree | Life tales |

A hole in the sky

There’s a hole in the sky

Where the light pokes through

Where white cotton clouds

Move softly, silently

Confusing the eye

Diffusing the view


Whilst in contradiction

The dark grey, the white and the black

Mix, match, meld and obscure

Everything within sight


Every now and then a snapshot

Reveals a pocket of the deepest blue

As if trying to escape


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Also by Martin Elder:

A card from home |

The Mechanical Turk

A neat contrivance of rods and cams

creates the illusion a hustler seeks.

His window dressing perfects the hoax –

the turban and robes a thespian’s flourish…


This season Mechanics is all the rage

in fairground shows and court, where

an empress cheats but can’t outsmart

some gadget’s lack of class.


It takes a certain kind of flair to plot

the chequered board. A ...

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Also by David Cooke:

A Waldorf Salad | Work | Aretha Franklin | ICE | Pheasant | Whisper in Agony |

You take the sunshine ....


You take the sunshine from my morning.
You take the dreams from my night
And you leave your crimson shadow
In every corner of my life.

So many times I’ve tried to be your friend
I know I’ll never try again
This time, this time it’s goodbye.

Your footsteps have always guided me
I did not move away
And your blood red shadow has covered
My every day.

So many times I’ve tried t...

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You come to me when I least expect it,

As my thoughts, idle, spiral into the inky darkness which envelops me


Rising in a euphoria of hazy violet, unanchored, until you materialise, suspended above me, 

Drawing them around you, immersing yourself in the haze, as you

Drown me in hazel and poison me with possibilities, each more fantastic than the last;

Tumbling into my thoughts, ...

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I’ve found Angels haunting darkness and some riddles clear as answers

Seen evil help the weakest soul saw new lives start with cancers

Studied rocks to learn to fly found learning in forgetting

Saw blood and bone return to dust then watched the new sun setting

Pondered if there is a soul and at what price would I sell

Contemplated on the afterlife and tales the mystics tel...

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All or Nothing

I toked and turned away

Blowing out the long, dry drag

Over the old dying thoughts, laugh and say

I don't know why it was so nice to be with her

Kinsey rolled back over

The looks in our eyes so questioning more

My hope in us, if ever lost; whenever

I wanted you to want me to be the whore

It's gonna take me to forever

Let the energy speak

Without your excitation and fe...

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Judge My Love

She didn't understand what she did
When the first hello was said
Words soft and sweet wanting more
Listening to every word she told
Honest and fun a sweetheart's tale
Giggles to stupid jokes I failed
Becoming depended on her each day
Each moment I think of her
My drug it seems, I'm addicted
Orgasmic pleasures with her miles away
More erotic than I ever imaged
Wanting more than I could h...

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Also by UInk :

Painted Passion | Losing Battle | Heart Felt | In Chain, No | Sides of Deception | Burden | Linear Measurement | Repeat | When Genius and Insanity Hold Hands | An Edge | Scribble | In the Snow | Seclusion |

uinkloveLove lost

"I Love You."

~~"I love you."
is just three small words,
but when it is spoken
it holds a power
so beautiful.

So, When revealing
those three little, yet powerful words
to a heart so fragile
make sure that you mean it,
and show her the difference between
" I LOVE YOU." and "I love you."
because anyone can say " I love you."

So, remember that love is a feeling
that is shared between two,

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Also by Spoken_Thoughts:

Fuck You | A Fool |





Love hides in the gap

Between sleep and dawn

In the space under stairs

The air above skies

And the void below ground


Love is neither left nor right

Up or down, in or out

It will not be confined

Like a ship in a bottle

Or restrained like a horse

With bit and bridle


Love keeps no appointment

If you ever meet love

It will spring out


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Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas , my dearest friends, 
Living on different and beautiful Lands! 
Merry Christmas to all - big and small! 
Merry Christmas to you and you, and you! 
To all those who say more often "hello" than "adieu".
Merry Christmas to all… rich and poor,
To those who are always know and sure
That tomorrow will certainly come, 
That our world is blithesome and awesome.
Merry Christmas to...

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Also by Larisa Rzhepishevska:

The 22nd of December | Pritty Little Boy | Butterfly & Snake |





We gathered round

And tucked into

Some family


(of that there were plenty)


Forgettable presents

Opened and discarded


A carving knife

For the vegetarian

A heavy metal CD

For the soul fan


We pulled crackers

(of which most of them were)

And left everything

Which had to be said



Slowly we crept


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Also by David R Mellor:


Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve

They've come through another rubbish day
    fitted like files in cabinets
    of standard dimensions:
nameplate at their workstation,
    extension in
    the Division's phonebook.

After lunch, turning a page in life's diary,
    afternoon goes by:
    phones ring, birds fly to skies'
    end, and back again.


Each moment not a moment too soon,
    neon lights ...

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Also by David Andrew:

Delirium in winter: the destination of snow | Christmas Morning | A modern nursery rhyme |

What is Life??

What is Life?

What is Life?
The treacherous path known to wise
Untroubled course squandered by imbeciles. .

What is Life?
The journey pronounced by time
The journey lost in time. .

What is Life?
The gift from heavenly abode
The curse of humankind. .

What is Life?
The tool to exist
The way to live. .

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Also by Undead:

I |

Song - Me Baby ...

Oh me baby went out with the bathwater

‘e went sailin’ darn the drain

Me baby went out with the bathwater

Ain’t it just a blimmin’ shame!


‘e was never a beautiful baby

With a face like a little pug

Me baby went out with the bathwater

Cos I forgot the plug!


I remember when I ‘ad ‘im

It came as a big surprise

When ‘e popped out with a scream and a shout

I c...

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Also by Ann Foxglove:

Song for a dead gannet |

Waiting for her

A connection between you and me

A lost connection in time i cant find

I cant let go as it comes by

A fortune lost in space

A fortune in her heart and i cant find the keys

with struggle I breathe

A nightmare that never ends

If it comes to an end I fall

we have our separate ways

Just that one piece we need to see

A chance

space is infinity

The emotions I cry with ...

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Love lost


upon shoulders
so high
and the blades of grass become trees
trampolines bounce
we're in the sky 
and the puddles become lakes
I can swim
because I have you to teach me 
but who taught you?
thrown in and forced to paddle 
not ready
sunny sidewalks are flooded by shadows 
I tried
beating on the bathroom door
and oh god
in your arm 
it sticks
the devil is yellow 
mixed wit...

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Also by Cher:

Fly |

Waiting for Nancy (XIV)

Dancing around half empty coke bottles
Chiselled in shadows
Our 14th meet up
By now spinning into Mid November
Was laced in a glow of happiness
Of reconnecting with old friends
And awakening new love
(with your encouragement of course)
covered in a glow of happiness,

bubbling in my emotions
fashioned in marble
cutting a swathe with excitement
from her home in Bacup
throughout all of...

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Also by Gray Nicholls:

Waiting for Nancy (XIII) | Waiting for Nancy (XII) |

Mind the Gap

Thirteen billion years and more
The universe has turned.
One three hundred and fifty millionth of that
Is but a minute fraction on the cosmic scale.
But in that time the earth has been around the sun
Forty times, enough for two generations to try and fail.

As is proper in these enlightened times
It’s considered wrong to treat this gap
                  if it doesn’t matter...

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This Christmas

This Christmas
I have a man, a tree.


I have awesome friends
that care about me.


This Christmas
I have a cat, Mum and Dad -


I have sisters and nephews
that make my heart glad.


This Christmas I can say
“life is great!”


I sit in love
and not fear or hate.

And every year
I’ve had prospects, a bed.

I’ve had nice clothes.
I’ve always been fed.


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Card Story (A Christmas Poem)

Stuck in the middle of another drift
The sledge looks lost without reindeer
As Father Christmas stands there
Looking over the roof
At firstly the smoke
Blowing off the next house
Choked out by the wind

Taxis turning into snowploughs
On the next road
Almost by magic
Out of total nowhere
And dogs morphing into wolves
Howling over and over
In the moonlight

Children in the nearby fie...

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Good Times

Good Times

Cold light of dusk
illuminated through
these stained glass windows.
Candles lit for saints and sinners
cast dancing shadows
on the marbled aisles.
Prayers for lost souls,
mumbled in archaic prose
to heighten sense
of magic and reverence.

      Sign of the Cross.
               Body of Christ.
      Blood of Christ
Soul of Man

The burnt rag smell
of i...

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Also by Ian Whiteley:

A Wee Dram | Anti-Christ(mas) |

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Sublime Christmas, you come bejeweled

filling with magic every home

with your noble expression of generosity


Along the tree, gifts, lights,

the dreams that come reality,

and others that remain behind,

feelings of love invade us nostalgically

with sadness for those who are no longer with us


Suitable time for love,

friendship, spiritual wealth,

convinced ...

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Also by Noris Roberts:

It's only that... |


I'm not German But...


Well it's already started off bad.

But IF I lived in Russia

My name would be Vlad (you stereotypical basterd)

I would have time to take an iron hammer blanket

to freeze in a watchtower to spy the Ice grow

forming and joining like a secret service clan

meeting in the dead of night

discussing the nuclear plan

Oppressed by the sun light...

Quiet patriotic meets


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Also by Quiet Comet:

No regrets | Just another day |




My Santa you will never see upon your Christmas card,

The counterpart of Pere Noel: his brother, Pere Fouettard.

I know if I’m a good girl that his presents will be mine;

Le Pere Noel will visit me, avuncular, benign.



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Also by John Coopey:

Dear Sarah and Samantha | IN THE GROTTO | HARRY POETER |

Poem published on poetry24

My poem on the Scottish referendum result, published on Poetry 24.  Big thanks to Laura Taylor for switching me on to the blog.. 

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Also by Gary Smillie:

The Hill Runners (A New Poem) |



An eloquent visage placed upon a pedestal of mosaic stones, 

Creamy white snow shimmering, 

Glistening freshly cut phernomes sit eloquently upon your chest. 

"They will die!," you say. 

"They will die!," you say. 

Erogenous plains outline your temporal landscapes,

An infinite glaze of still-life sunflowers,

Procreating infants breadth, 

Hypnotizing Adriatic oils,


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I know that I'm a lucky man;
it seems apparent every day.
But I am one among a host
whose luck evolved another way.
Such unwonted suffering
is not the grist that gods allot,
so how shall I be happy here
amid all those I know are not?

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humbled and worn

"Why don't you yell back!? Why don't you argue and fight!? I need a man who will challenge my opinion!" I am humbled and worn. The days of playful pleading are passed. The hours of only our company for sustenance have left us. You once begged me to hold you until you slept, but now my presence disturbs your slumber. I will still work tired to...

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Also by Lint Gannon:

Within My Rights |


How prolific your profundity,

To see what others cannot see,

To relate your divine acuity,

To take the time to talk to me,

To advise advice altruistically,

To lower yourself to charity,

To solicit unsolicited graciously,

To presumably pontificate pompuosly 

To offer two red cents for free.


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Also by James Roper:

Warm Nights Behind the Orange Grove | Girl of My Dreams |



 Cuffed and collar’d – not entirely wedded n’ bound
 Retaining strength with freedom recently found
 In gallant splendour of posies he dutifully bade
 She became his princess, and nonchalant maid


She washed away his tears with sweat of sin
 An’ hell coloured hair that whipp’d his skin
 Oh scornful mistress! How can you chide and glow?
 Because, she smiled, that’s the way troubadour g...

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Shadows of Magdalenelovelove poetryKatypoetess


Public and Personal

I will be launching a collection of my poetry at the Dead Good Poets in Liverpool on Wednesday 17th December.If you have read and liked any of my stuff on Write Outloud,

please come along at 7:30 this Wednesday.

Stephen Smith

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..i have this fear

  -the ramblings of another young girl-

written: 11/29/14

  I have this fear.

It keeps me awake when I try to sleep.

It drips into my mind like the rain drips from my window. 

  I have this fear.

I feel like it will never leave me.

I can't remember the last time it wasn't weighing me down.

  I have this fear.

It keeps my heart wrapped in heavy chains.

It makes me scar...

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Also by .L.m.P.:

Feel |

"I want to eat your cancer" - Nirvana

Inspired by Nirvana's song 'heart-shaped box'. The line "I want to eat your cancer" was so strong and powerful, really got me thinking


I want to eat your cancer,

Sip your darkness, your evils,

Drink from your chalice of disease,

Soak up your pain, bathe in it, wash in it...

So that you are dry.

And when you are too dry;

Powdery, breaking, crumbling,

Ill offer you a dri...

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The scarlet of your poison still stains deep 

The girl left stands in the corner weeping

Hiding her face so you can't see the shame

You've left

Love lame and passions undermined 


From nowhere you appeared as if by fate 

Your face awake and bright you teased and won 

You stole the light and toyed with me all night 

Your intentions unknown to me that night...


SP ...

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For An Afternoon

your fingers
shadowed on the grass
the soft
sound of the leaves
in a pass of breath
as it begins
to rain

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Breaking Bad for Christmas

Breaking Bad’s at last run out

Walt and Jess got even

Bodies lying all about

Someone’s finally leavin’

Can’t get by on Game of Thrones?

Not a fan of Dexter?

If you want more Breaking Bad

Here’s a Christmas Extra


Heather Page and Stan Bymee

Lived in Alberquerque

Stan was cooking crystal meth

Heather breeding turkeys

They went on a date or two

But it came ...

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Wheel of Fortune

Sir Silly Billy

Flushed his fortune

Down the pan

Dealt a card

Joker of jest

High society reject.


Roger the dodger

Took a chance

Slice of luck

Credit card found

Name Billy Silly

Spent it all.

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Just that one moment, when I lost what held us together,

I regret more than anything; that I trusted her.

He did not deserve, my sword of betrayal,

I cannot go back and stay still the same loyal,


The poison has spilled now, won't stop its flow

Through our veins, our hearts, our existence of sorrow

We all just meant to play nice, care one way or other


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A poem youll never hear

Just another drop love, just another glass.

Just another bottle , im sure that this one will last.

Just another day gone , just another week ,

Its only here and there love, its just to help me sleep.

Its just another month where ive felt a little stressed

And ive needed it to get me by and decide on what is best,

Its just another argument , that I cant remember now ….

I know t...

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Show me to my Sweet, Sick, Dark Cave

Show me to my sick sweet dark cave. The cave where dreams stab at the clumsy waking mind. Where the wounded and forgetful sleep crow is welcome and not mauled, by the growling brown beast of perceived consciousness. In the day I walk- Strut- confident in the ground beneath my feet. Falsely sure of the surrounding wood, predictable and ancient. When I hunger- For nourishment, ple...

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Sweeter Than Any Wine

No, I'm not doing a thing tonight

She uttered to her red dress

Carelessly caressing the wind


The man in the pinstripe twisted

Her brown curl with a sly smirk

Then walking down the hill glanced one last time

At the 'v' fold of her skirt

And those chubby knees scarred

By worn nylons


After the dusk had mellowed to black

Twice over and brought up a new morn


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Also by Pity-Poetry :

Marriage and Her Lover | Null and Void | About Falling In Love Without You |

Poem: The Manger Is Still Empty

Long ago, a Savior was born
and hidden within a humble birth;
covered with the cloak of humanity,
His presence impacted this earth.

Although we remember His birthday,
know that Christ is no longer a child;
He stopped being an infant, who was…
helpless, quiet, tender and mild.

He grew in strength and wisdom;
He demonstrated His holy authority;
He lived as He divinely taught;
He set t...

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Also by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd:

Poem: By His Grace | Poem: Colored People | Poem: Golden Rule |

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Time blew away like dandelion seed

A few years ago, I collected 110 of my poems into a book; I'm bringing it back into print for a few months in order to pay bills since my partner and I are both too sick to work. You can buy it from Lulu in the UK, US, and many other countries-- usually it's US$20, about £12, but at present it's discounted to US$17, about £11.

There will also be a numbered and signed proper hardback edition of ...

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