Poetry Blogs (Jul 2016)
Then what would you choose to do?
I could live without money
I could live without fame
And if every day is sunny
I could live without the rain
Even if I went up to heaven
I will fall right back down
And life wouldn’t be easy
Because you’re the one I couldn’t live without
Sunday 31st July 2016 3:02 pm
I remain free
my own lost saviour
a follower of no-one
sorcering a new novena.
© Katypoetess 2016
Sunday 31st July 2016 2:33 pm
Also by Katy Megan Hughes:Resurrection |
at least once a week i have a dream that i can only wake up from
by rubbing orange segments in to my eyes
the average cloud weighs the same as a hundred elephants
i think we should get awards for doing mundane things like washing and leaving the house
this way we would make depressed people feel better about not being able
to achieve the lofty goals of the ‘normal’
Sunday 31st July 2016 1:30 pm
Also by Stuart Buck:the key | fire dance | mother? | lonely (haiku) | we're going to need a bigger boat | dear sun, thanks for everything. love everyone. | i cant take you tonight but i will be back for you so pack a bag | benedictus | blossoms | cold pizza, nudity and the moon | what will be easier would be easier | worms | passed | sick | feral | a cat, a bird, a rock | a nonspecific party in a nonspecific city | pops | daveku | mother | rope | inter arma enim silent leges | borealis haiku | loss (tanka) | poetry | (star) | fever | blasphemy | click clack | the whale | fermi's paradox | this light is a bird | i loved me but now i'm dead | forty milligram xanax blues | who knows you? |
Mourning doves are cooing
and fresh daylight sun pours into the window,
bathing the floor in geometric shapes and the soft shadows of our sheets--
I've forever abandoned the path that led to my lover's door..
Sunday 31st July 2016 12:40 pm
Also by elPintor:PIN | the convalarium | model glue | anomalous | distant | personal psychotron | burst | wearing stripes | volatile | children of the deity | avert | vestige | extended stay |
With such fascination, he watches her
Eyes locked on the way the sunlight traces her face
More than air, she whispers to no one, then looks up at him
More than air.
A thought flutters through her mind, causing her eyebrows to crease
For a moment, she is in another world
A genuine smile forms on her face
I just realized, she begins,
My whole entire life I've been reading
Sunday 31st July 2016 4:05 am
Also by Hallielle Rose Dawson:Black Box Warning | Crushed Confidence | Wheatfields | One Left Unsmoked | The Undergroundsmen | Peace of Glass for Piece of Mind | Firemen's Rain (Ronnie's Song... 5/2014) | Ansonia | Locked | Dallas | Jack of Hearts | Daises, for me. | I Smiled Tonight | Stained Glass Thoughts | Simply | Crushing Chest Pain (Rose) |
the smell of smoke drifts
from the burning mountains
your breath moving
the strands of my hair
new light touches
of the bedside table
and tells me
what i don't remember
Saturday 30th July 2016 10:05 pm
“A Smuggler’s Song”
“If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street,
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall my darling while the Gentlemen go by.” (Kipling)
"From first class Hull Train carriages
The Art 'elite' -
Sleek Gombeen men
In Renaissance man
Saturday 30th July 2016 9:27 pm
Also by Rick Gammon:"Read About Him in a Sunday Glossy" | "Blessed Mondays" | "Carlos" | "Brisbane Road" | "V.E.Day" | "S 'n' M" | "Ben and Tillie" |
What a difference,
The lobster is not helping
And there are bloody wasps everywhere.
It's hard to forget
And now I have to remember everything.
Deal with it.
When you just tried to help.
Saturday 30th July 2016 8:59 pm
Peace and dialogue are rejected
Anarchy with chaos breeds and
No-one is safe from the claws of fear
Demons with devilish or "divine" intentions
Excrete their venom, make their motives clear
Milton gave us the word in Paradise Lost, an
Odious capital in the midst of Hell
Nearing beauty in its simple concept, but how to fight it?
I cannot tell, there's
Unease and violence in the maelstrom, ...
Saturday 30th July 2016 6:59 pm
Also by David Lindsay:Song | The Tongue | Steadfast | God's Cahnty | Moles | To a Slug | Downwind | Introspection (acrostic) | Sweet Little Lies |
Leaves – whispering ghosts of Summer's sultry ease,
you languid lie in withered loveliness,
while dreaming in the morning mist; a breeze -
like an Aeolian harp – does you caress,
and does a melancholy music make,
round silent solemn trees you once did dress,
in woods alive, mysterious. You wake,
and dance once more to nature's subtle song,
and borne by winds ...
Saturday 30th July 2016 6:27 pm
Also by Chris Laverty:Her Final Dream | Last Night |
Choose your topic. The less you know someone the better (worse) it will be.
Write about what intrigues you about them. Avoid describing physical features like her eyes or hair. Be attentive to peculiar details if you must talk about features, say you like the creases in his knuckles or her raw chewed fingernails.
Since you've spent little to no time together, extract every drop of meaning...
Saturday 30th July 2016 5:52 pm
Also by Yvette Pauley:(untitled) |
On its way to next
By an era of rest
Makes the monster loiter
And hence birth of another text
Its sacred and curved hair
Wrinkled face to its phantom dear
A height of goddess feet of deer
All these are of a lady who is out
Of a phantom’s care
A fleshless bony fairy child
An aimless lovely feathery wild
Spotted green and yellow yet pink is mild
She, the fairy lady on ...
Saturday 30th July 2016 5:02 pm
Clear morning prisms
Hang in webs from spider threads
Priceless crystal tears
Saturday 30th July 2016 3:10 pm
Also by Rob J Mann:Haiku: Weakness | Haiku: Swarm | Haiku: Unrequited | Haiku: Bliss | Haiku: Bird Table | Love Me | Haiku: Mrs Parker | Haiku: Autumn Breeze | Haiku: Howling | Haiku: Prostitute | Haiku: Fishing | Haiku: Empty Spaces | Haiku: Cocky | Haiku: Big Sky | Haiku: Hive of Inactivity | Haiku: Falls | Haiku: Bystander | Haiku: Repeat | Haiku: Miserable | Haiku: Blossom | Haiku: Mutuality | Haiku: Off-piste | Haiku: Pasture | Haiku: Roosting | Haiku: Recurring | Haiku: Communication V | Haiku: Communication IV | Haiku: Communication III | Haiku: Communication II | Haiku: Communication | Haiku: Jealous | Haiku: Midwest | Haiku: Ignorance | Haiku: Wadi | Haiku: No Trace | Haiku: Silenced | Haiku: Lost Cause |
The daytime creeps upon me
I see it and walk towards
I have been waiting for her
But it burns to love
She fades to black
My fury inside
My darkness of soul
I realise the truth
But feel no sorrow
And in the beginning of life
The universe said
You are the night
Saturday 30th July 2016 8:08 am
Also by Tim MacShull:The Destroyer |
you would not believe how easy it is to break a mirror!
and we're not talking the ones that you see in the clearance sections at stores,
we're talking about the mirror that shows you how you think about yourself.
this mirror is one made of a very special glass,
one that comes in all different shapes and sizes for every person,
one that is very often...fragile.
a child often begins their ...
Saturday 30th July 2016 6:36 am
Poetry springs in the atmosphere when a singer sings in tune,
And the instrument is played with rhythm and rhyme.
It is poetry when a child in cradle innocently smiles,
It can also be seen in love filled mother’s eyes,
Or in the eyes of a beloved,
On the first day of married life,
Poetry is in truth and truthful ways,
Poetry shudders from crime.
It is poetry when you cook ...
Saturday 30th July 2016 2:07 am
Still at shore with the weight of gaffes around my dreams
Afraid to set a course
At odds with all but how it seems
Perception sits on the thrown of what is
What is not cannot stand to the claims of what should be
With demise almost a certainty
Almost - becomes the theme that moves me
Fastened to procrastination
Circumventing the truth
Giving ear to assumptions
Friday 29th July 2016 8:34 pm
Also by kimafia Jones:Grey Skies |
the morning tide
I found a bottle
half buried in silty grit
salt washed and empty
I imagined you
across that swell
sitting at your naked desk
you never sent
Friday 29th July 2016 5:22 pm
Also by Wolfgar:An incident on Zargona Road | Lift up thine eyes | Travelling | Shine | Down from the mountain | A walk to Malham Cove | A meaningful rape | Just blow the whistle (collaboration) | Indignitas | Here comes the flood | Drained | Sunrise in Roquebrune | Arms, fair? | England in bloom | Sold out | My words, my children | Killing You | self-centric | Whisky Glass | A cycle of storms | A Crucifixion in Parliament Square | Making history | Twilight | Just blow the whistle | On Waking |
I have second hand heartbreak
watching from the sidelines and offering
words and fears to you.
I see and observe and feel and
have no right to cry.
It's second hand heartbreak
I haven't the ripped soul
to feel this pain.
It doesn't belong to me.
I have no right to cry.
It is second hand heartbreak
and I have no right to cry
Friday 29th July 2016 4:27 pm
Also by Ellie22:Age | Clothes in the Rain |
Gentle morning haze
Filters hesitant sunlight
Friday 29th July 2016 2:56 pm
Also by Trevor Alexander:What’s In A Name | River Of Life | Coastline | Mortality | Summer’s Day |
incisive divisive decisive
live by the knife
the power of the blade
cut flowers forever laid.
Friday 29th July 2016 2:41 pm
Also by ray pool:GETTING A GRIP | AN EVENING WITH FRANK ZAPPA | MARILYN | BRAM STOKER'S GHOST | 1970 (for Greg Freeman) | LATE EULOGY | THE RICH KNOW HOW TO | FAMILY MATTERS | THE GREEDY GOD | SOUTHERN RANT | THE OLD CURIOSITY SHOP | BLEACHED BIRTH | YOURS WAS THE FACE | SUNDAY POEM | THE GREEN GREEN GRASS AT DORTMUND | THE MAN WHO COLLECTED WHISTLES | FUNERAL SERVICE FOR A FART | HAIKU | THE GIRL WHO DID JIGSAW PUZZLES | MADE TO MEASURE, MADE FOR PLEASURE | TRAPPED IN TIME |
When you are here and we laugh. When a new aspect of your personality and charm shows itself and dances before my eyes, amazing and original. When you teach me more than i could ever teach you, reminding me again and again that i must always support you to be yourself and never to be an extension of me.
When you are here and I listen to you when you are unaware, when your mind creates and exp...
Thursday 28th July 2016 10:45 pm
(Back by popular request, my mankini)
Look what they done to my thong, Ma
Look what they done to my thong, Ma
The posing pouch is very small, the waistband very long, Ma
Look what they done to my thong.
I can’t buy clothes off the shelves, Ma
I can’t buy clothes off the shelves, Ma
I need my basque in XOS and high heels in size 12, Ma
I can’t buy clothes off the s...
Thursday 28th July 2016 6:15 pm
Also by John Coopey:GOODNESS GRACIOUS ME! | CLOTTED CREAM, SCONE AND BLACKCURRANT JAM | BENIGN | HERE WE GO ROUND THE MULBERRY BUSH | THE SALUTORY TALE OF RATTLIN' RAINA AND SIR ISAAC NEWTON | ETERNITY RING | HENGISTBURY HEAD | THE MASSES CHOOSE IT |
The hardest way
It came to my head,
If a linchpin doesn't fit
It is as good as dead!
An honest man
Amidst many a ragamuffin
Is just like one the last nail
Is hit on whose coffin!
Thursday 28th July 2016 4:04 pm
Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:A toothless face | Diffrent toungues but the same speech |
For twelve glorious years
You were a member of the family
The highs and lows you were there to see
A constant delight and companion to everybody
The day has come for a last goodbye
All we can do is sit and cry
Unconditional love and affection
Was always yours to give for free
I smile and recall the joy on the face of thee
When you frolicked as a puppy by the sea
Thursday 28th July 2016 3:24 pm
Also by Tom Doolan:Catastrophe in Nice | Glasnevin Reminiscing | Diamond Geezer |
Back then when music exceeded my means
I found a solution: the second-hand
reel-to-reel I picked up at a snip –
a Philips most likely or maybe a Grundig,
some brand I thought would last.
Its clickety counter gave no insight
into the digital age. It couldn’t remember
or shuffle a thing. Pre-CD and pre-cassette,
it lacked a remote or any inkling
of the bells and whist...
Thursday 28th July 2016 1:51 pm
Also by David Cooke:Les Jolies Femmes de Paris |
30 plus years buying sanitary ware
and now I over-spend on medication;
a two-synth twin script
that my over-worked ovaries
30 plus years paying too much tax
on tampax, panty pads,
and now I get to shell out ...
Thursday 28th July 2016 11:46 am
The Girl who will never care!
But it is tempting cause it's rare.
She could be sweet, rough or adoring,
but for sure she can't be boring.
Her body is hot and you are caught
in Her smile, in Her style.
She is everything you're not,
with Her stands comma, where should dot.
Love is a game and there is no rules,
but be aware of molecules.
They can fuck up things a bit,
the Girl can also...
Thursday 28th July 2016 11:21 am
First steps on planet Mars for Mister Fantismo
Having travelled for long to watch destination
Alone on this journey with huge motivation
For this rightful owner, solo without Gizmo
Entering this spaceship, shrinking Earth left behind
Hoping to find lifeform, these little green Martians
That will have great power to grow alien gardens
To feed desert planet and advance this small kind
Thursday 28th July 2016 12:03 am
Also by Louis Audet:Mr Fantismo in Merlin's Order | Mr Fantismo at Atlantis | Mr Fantismo vs Caesar | Mr Fantismo vs Cowbica | Mr Fantismo and sundae | Mr Fantismo and the princess | Mr Fantismo and the minotaur | Mr Fantismo and the treasure | Mr Fantismo - introduction | Confidence | Near You | Surprise | Parking | Beach time | Movie for two | Past Glory | Puppy | Storm | Model for the day | Wanting something good | Feeling You | Bad Luck | Sniper | Trip | After Careful | Careful | Special |
Siloute of my dear love
Be it true
Or is it was
Siloute of my dear love
Here's my hearts letter
Bleeding hearts poem
I wrote with intentions
Of keeping you home
I'd love to convince you
Day after day
How your loves fading
But I won't let it
Be it now known
Because I know you will regret it
When your alone
It's so hard to make you see
That my world it stops
When your w...
Wednesday 27th July 2016 8:16 pm
Also by A.august:Winters Farming | Angels Cry | Angers Step Child | Our new leader" " | Forever in your eyes | Winters Moon | Before it's now | The Walk | On the inside | He's hear (hear on purpose) | Curiosity | The Lie | Beautiful Butterfly | A pretty girl | The Biker | Flirting In the Rain | Comanche man | Mothers | WHERE ARE YOU |
do we all hide behind a false sense of security? if its your hair, youd never dare cut it off because how ugly theyd think you look. if its a boy, you give all your love to him and if he ever left you, you swore youd leave yourself too. if its your substance of choice, that makes you feel like you can be anything but ones you crash its a nightmare. you feel like someone took your heart and began g...
Wednesday 27th July 2016 8:10 pm
Also by Youthfullyxx:god and all his mystery | thoughts kill | dont be decieved | i was delusional | insecure girls | i fooled myself | hiding under faces | sorry for the violence | karma | people will be sneaky | truth is in the eyes | someone valuable on the horizons | set the word free | manipulating friends | girls like me are full of flames | question everything |
Between the beautiful sky & me.
There is so much of tranquility..
My lips are sealed. but, mind calls out loud.
Distant it appears as though beautiful sea touches the sky..
I wonder if they really meet?
Between the beautiful sky and me
with the sand under my feet
Silence..But discussion does not stop between my mind & heart
Between the beautiful sky & me.
In the quiet ev...
Wednesday 27th July 2016 3:52 pm
Also by Sharvari:Lost to find |
Is the high worth the pain?
Or for the sunshine is the rain?
Stuck between this world and yours,
Both of my feet in different doors.
Quiet and desolate desert night,
My soul thirsts for your love's light
Restless and weary as I lay, Far away, Far away.
The whistling wind and blowing breeze,
The moon, it sets my mind at ease
The sun radiates through my soul,
Tuesday 26th July 2016 4:01 pm
I long to feel your breath against my lips once more, to wake up to your scent embedded in my pillows
I miss the way you rub on my belly and smooth out my eyebrows and kiss me on my forehead while we lay in bed
You are always on my mind
I ache to be the first one you think of when you open your eyes and your last thought before you close them
I yearn to be what I am not , it's time I ...
Tuesday 26th July 2016 7:20 am
Also by Carolyn:Today |
Forlorn, alone, bewildered, and un-respected
(Apart from foreign faces with foreign voices)
She passed away ,and never quite suspected
That all was due to her faith in female choices.
Tuesday 26th July 2016 12:14 am
Also by Harry O`N eill:Love at the nets (2) | Love at the nets |
How I walk,
How I stumble, fall
Then gather my senses,
Get up and stride again,
Now I see the dead before me,
Staring and vacant,
Their last look of fear
Tells all; Quatermass
Be once again upon us.
Ghosts of Mars extinguish
All life, and I see them too,
The same vacant look upon
A grotesque and disfigured face,
Monday 25th July 2016 11:34 pm
Also by Noetic-fret!:The Vile, The Disgusting | Beyond the Bunker |
Music is heard,
And we must reply.
A clap, cheer or whistle
Fills the room.
A clink of glasses,
Shifting feet, shuffling.
We are an abstract art,
Disparate sounds, voices
Harmonising when we connect.
A keyboard riff,
An order at the bar,
A passing moped -
A city joining in.
And I'm lost in a tapestry of sound.
Monday 25th July 2016 11:28 pm
Also by Jill Ashforth:Remembering | Light and Shade |
the gun’s the ruler on the street
a right to bare the sheep preach
tyres screech, a siren sounds
another discharge of several rounds
as another life just ebbs away
a sad commodity of life today
adding to the grim statistics
of lives eroded by ballistics
guns are easy to obtain
to commit a family to the pain
of the taking of another's life
of a parent, child, husban...
Monday 25th July 2016 9:40 pm
To catch a Rainbow.
Appears in all of the colours.
Grips for a moment.
Mesmerised as the
skylight fills up
through beautiful bands.
But have you gazed
as the bow grows duller.
Surrendering to the moody clouds,
Penetrating the beam of
Almost like a chance meet.
From a bashful greet.
Ship wrecked m...
Monday 25th July 2016 9:22 pm
Also by Quiet Comet:One mans thoughts |
From nothing to everything
From nothing to existence
From existing to living life
From living life to losing yourself
But what for
For who not you
Its for the person who didn't understand you
It was for the person who wanted take your soul
Take your soul and paint it black
Take your heart sell it, and now you cant get it back
Live for you and no one else
Monday 25th July 2016 7:32 pm
I am a beauty, with scars and bruises,
A beauty born with countless abuses
I am a woman, who knows the art,
A woman who is sold on kart.
I am a goddess, who is worshipped thoroughly,
A goddess who is beaten regularly
I am a lady, who is dressed beautifully,
A lady with torn clothes that explains her sarcastically.
I am a Queen, crowned and ornamented,
A Queen, with charred lips and ey...
Monday 25th July 2016 5:11 pm
Monday 25th July 2016 3:41 pm
Also by Alexandra Lorenz:Summer Meeting | The Rebel | The Process | If only she | Laborer | Cover Letter | Contrived | Tired | Time to kill | Lustful company |
Unbroken stares into the cracks of my ceiling,
I stare at every single imperfection as if they were calling out my name,
Perhaps it resembled a metaphor of my negligence to cope,
I am but a mold composed through the mind of depression,
I am empty and I am broken,
Perhaps I'll stroll to the pond and hope the gray clouds part,
I'll continue to sip the sorrow i...
Monday 25th July 2016 6:21 am
Fetch the scissors
Bring the knife too
I've found something
for me to do
Watch the blood drip
Make a red puddle
They all seem to judge
Without knowing the struggle
If they can all hurt me
I can hurt me too
I feel like I deserve it anyway,
That's why I do what I do
That's what they label me
But they don't know
What I have to see
Monday 25th July 2016 5:44 am
Also by Jacqueline Howard:Writing is Power |
I tried so hard Seems I was never dealt an easy card Growing up without you there Always longing for your presence Holding you near Desperate for attention, begging for affection Maybe it had nothing to do with me All just a construed misconception Maybe it had nothing to do with me See-through, I see through you No more hiding, I always knew Stop pushing me away I've always loved you, I'm here to...
Sunday 24th July 2016 8:03 pm
Also by Daniella Shaw:I Am My Own |
Yet every day
My aching feet
My tired legs
Have to climb
To lift themselves
As I stretch and yawn
Shaky and troubled
Sunday 24th July 2016 6:42 pm
Also by Martin Elder:Here are the people(part 2) |
As I walk through the woods I spy The very center of my bitter eye I fight it uselessly Wishing its death I move it gently Spying its breath Hold me, forest, with your wide green arms Tell me my lies with sweet, gentle whistles I am good, I swear, only here to please But the fun is so fun and only a tease Bring me closer to mother in the dirt Let me hide this miserable mirth I cry beca...
Sunday 24th July 2016 3:58 pm