Poetry Blogs (Sep 2017)

The Island's Hosts

Preparing a welcome of Islander descent
On the sunny red beach to lucky foreigner
With a prized winning view in every corner
As the touch of beauty graced to this land's content

From a lobster dinner to great relaxation
The archery lesson to bonfire on beach
All for the children smiles with the ocean in reach
As the tip toes are dipped in the vastest station

Do the surprises end or is this...

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Also by Louis Audet:

PEI | The fun times | Koala | Real Estate | The game | Boss Lady | Connection | Cuddling | Vacation on a beach | Demons | Tuning Myself | Strange fellows | Loving heart | The shower | Hell Bound | Losing Bedroom Spunk | New Way | Seeking attention | Circle of Lust | Dreams of you | Coming out | Liberation | The night lies | Teaching differently | Future Holdings | Thinking Lust | Train of Life | Deception | Le clown |

CRYSTAL BALL

In the gypsy lavender scented tent

she gazes into a crystal ball

at a gypsy table with beaded cover

like a stage set of a gypsy's lament

 

Gazes intently with head like an alien

into the squatting orb of the ball

knowing everything and nothing at all

her mind plays tricks

the glass is dark

 

where ocean meets the sky, 

future bleeding with a tremulous sigh

he...

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Also by ray pool:

IN THE GARDEN | THE VIADUCT | BUYING A CARPET | MUSIC POEM | JUDGEMENT DAY | IN THE FATHER REDCAP | LIVING DANGEROUSLY | 1930's STREET MAP OF LONDON | THOUGHTFORMS | VENUS FLY TRAP | HORSE TRADING | PIGEON POST |

Glaswegian

When I was a child they called me a wean

The place where I lived, not a home but a hame.

My mum was ma mammy, my dog was ma dug

My uncle was Hugh but to us he was Shug.

A potato - a tattie, a turnip - a neep

My house was a hoose and to cry was to greet.

A wisnae was wasn't, and did not was disnae

A kiss was a winch and a red face a riddy.

If someone was simple to us they we...

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Time

I don't know how to put it in simpler words or try to make it so hard to understand that you don't actually understand. But i have to say it...and maybe i will say it trying to juggle between the two ways. It's a fact and we see it every day...a freshly bloomed flower always blooms the prettiest. And I have heard time heals..but i have also known time makes things fane. I am still paradoxial w...

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Fear wedded life

 

I) A Child

Though comfortably asleep
With a doll by my side,
Often I was terrified
A chimera could lurk
In the dark!

Also from a distance
When a dog bark
I saw it stark
A hyena with a
Horn was out
People to attack
Capable to pose
Its grotesque face
Behind my back.

II) A boy

Smote by
A dream object
To anxiety I was subject.
As she was
Inaccessibly beautiful
Self conscious
...

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Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:

Disciples of satan |

 

Developmental psychology

The Bedsit

 

I put a fifty pound deposit down
A twelve foot square of room
A toilet that doesn’t flush
And a carpet that’s never seen a broom

The refrigerator it has mildew on
The last tenants cooking, is still in the 
pot
And when you’ve seen the forks and
 knives
Well, you’ve seen the forking lot

The mattress is full of pissed stains 
The last host he was on smack
I found his hypodermic ...

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Also by Philip Stevens:

G C D7 G | Fashion victim | Rusting with time | The old trooper talked of falling Candles and revolution | Meet me there | I am a liitle nobody | The Loss | Addiction (above and beyond) | Passing poem | Infant woman |

White Space

Cursor flashing

No inspiration to be found

No thought worthwhile of writing

No pictures

Little sound

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Also by Linton Hercules:

Wo Wanderin' | Playing the game | Such as life | Every Thinker | Girl with no name | How can I? |

Compulsions

 

 

I don’t know why I do what I do 

but it doesn’t stop me 

 

want to do these things with you 

perfecting the copy 

 

haven’t seen directions I came with 

would they change something 

 

feel compelled to use what I deal with 

constructing nothing out of something 

 

compulsions updated just now 

compulsions can’t figure out

 

obsessions don’t co...

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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

Mouthfeel | Problems Curated | Stuck in Trees | Cousins | Insomnia (2) | Why I Left | Stronger Than You | Bad Writer | Coyotes | cool | Deep Ambivalence | Unpopular Music | I want to sell out | comfort animal certification | Orange and Blue | ambivalence works | You're My Shop |

Dusk

In the darkness it was a shadow

Highlighted by the edges of the rising sun

Where in-between it began to gleam

As the son stuck its fingers through the seams

With her eyes on

The horizon

Watching

The dusk of the night

Meeting

The don of the day

And with its light

It ended twilight

 

Oh Maddened Mind Of Mine

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Also by OhMaddenedMindOfMine:

INSANE | Halls of my Mind |

 

#poetry #lit #creative #writing #onlyforamoment#sun#sunrise

The day they died

My imagination was there;

Within the walls. 

The  information billowed 

like a toxic plume

The weary of hart

gasping for untruths 

The strong,bracing;

For the deluge

Bated breaths, silence 

Cut through the hum. 

Screams;

Within the walls,living

They are not immortal. 

Under the sediment 

Life falls silent

My imagination walks

Ladened, in history’s gu...

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Also by DESMOND CHILDS:

JIG | Thanks Mom | The Old House Lament | Searching | The Last Leaf | Bigot | Sunflowers | Lost in stone | Heady | Venus | Possessed | We are Sand | The last Book | The Weeping Tree | February Morning |

United

Thy arm; in twisted triggers tied,
To desolate the air,
Where glass in splinters, diamond eyed,
Rolls bloodied, stair by stair.
Young joy despised, as envy claws
Lest freedom take to flight,
But from the horror of its jaws
Will innocence unite.

Copyright © Simon Austin 2017

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The crows caw

entry picture

 

Morning crows machine gun caw across skyline trenches, 

and the Sun flares up to interrupt.

 

Unseen messages skim rooftops seeking servers.

Insomniacs teeter on the cliff edge of day.

 

Caffeine irritates the irritable,

what isn’t required is expelled and flushed,

the first waste of the day gone before a foot falls on the street.

 

An obituary of last nights hap...

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Also by Wolfgar:

Saxony | One word at a time | Where's my fucking boots? | The table read | Mikhail | Walking into Autumn | Fat bergers and tributaries | A contemplation on the benefits of post mortem honesty | Postgraduate | Excerpt from custodial record (Bagram January 07) | On waking | Within the precincts of a tower (notes on an execution) | At a barber shop in Hamra | Etch-A-Sketch |

an emigre`s dilemma

A émigré`s Dilemma

 

 

I have lived in this foreign country long, longer than I should

Many seasons I have seen, my hair is grey and brow wrinkled

seeking an understanding of a life that makes no sense.

I know their culture, have read Fernando Pessoa sing their

songs, but I came here as an adult, but my heart is not there.

I wanted to be a part of this Iberian country, but ...

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Also by jan oskar hansen :

on a sunny day | an old dream | the hideous heart | the dark heart | the rape | family drama | a gift spurned | new leaf | from face to faith | no revolution | the aliens have landed | feral cats | never look back | cobwebs of dreams | the new tyranny | after rain | riches | the fable | demise of my horses | the women of soldiers | sex, and sin | gun play | the Umrella | to gina | death of Arnold | Sunday |

Balance

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Scales

At what point is love in balance?

resolved?

love is not an unyielding beam

but flects as weight of want

or force of need

offsets another's wishes.

Yet such scales can never measure

loss nor the loss of balance.

 

Words and foto Tommy Carroll

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Also by Tommy Carroll:

(untitled) | Ob obit | Once was |

Haiku: Reason

Driven by mistrust

Addicted to anarchy

Secure in bedlam

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Also by Rob J Mann:

Billy the Hero | Elapsed |

The Music Of The Night

Tonight I've waited long for sleep, and lie frustrated while I I hear

a thousand voices tweet unseen, the dark rejoicing with their cheer -

the chant of crickets numberless, that stir the thickets murmurous,

with ecstasy of melodies, of evening music amorous.

 

A chorus with harmony as smooth as sweetest symphony in tune;

as mild and tender in the dim as pale and slender light of...

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the music of the night poem chris laverty

the final fuck off?

 

 

when the impulse used to strike

to just go

I always rushed off too quickly

and consequently

there were things I should have but didn't

and shouldn't have but did take with me

 

so there I would be

in the wrong clothes

in the wrong shoes

going to the wrong place

at the wrong time of year

 

thats why I always had no other choice

than to go back the...

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Also by Rose Casserley:

frozen river crossing when pissed | Rats Nest Road | ennui | invisibly chained | Bonk Island...........;0) |

The Traveller

Sweet music drifts in through the open window

As he drifts in

The traveller.

Sits wearily down

Talks of all the drama, all the dreams

All the places he's been.

He's seen the frozen lakes,

The dolphins in the wild,

The bronzed mountains of Nepal

The string of precious pearls from the distant maldives.

Don't listen to him, they whisper,

He's a hypnotiser, a mesmerise...

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Also by Hannah Collins:

The Mad Aunt Of Doolin | Unrequited Love | Shadows | Angel | The Grass | The Corn Dolly | The Letter | The Man On The Corner |

Racing Back to London

Veering through Northern valleys
Nocturnal nomad chasing lights
Squinting through misty glass at
Solitude
Rural black
Hills rising raucously
Perfidious silhouettes whispering
Shadows looming
GPS. Reroute. M1. 
Settings were fucked - avoid motorways? 
No wonder

Back to the linear path
Diving towards the sprawling metropolis
Hours to go.
Adjusting frequencies -
The Wind Cries Mary.
I...

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For H / the nowhere poems

 

It's a  perfect day,

 

and the

salt air

kisses your

cheeks,

 

and he

strokes back

your hair

with the hands

you trust

and perhaps

even love.

 

seagulls

circling and

it's not even

a thought

in your

head that

they might all

of gathered

here to

circle you.

 

as the

day retires on

 

Oddly he seems

out of sort...

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Also by david patrick simon:

Out of breath / the nowhere poems | Ringmaster poems / Sunday morning | For H / the nowhere poems | Everything in good time / the nowhere poems | The ringmaster sandwich poem / the nowhere poems | Ringmaster / the nowhere poems | Lynn's poem / the nowhere poems | Debra's dilemma / the nowhere poems | The rewrite wives/ the nowhere poems | Love is a highway / the nowhere poems |

Hidden Freedoms

Child of Empire, he freely starved in Valetta
Free to resent the many fat priests
Free to go
Desperate, hoping

Stowaway to Istanbul
Free to be beaten by the Ottomans
Sent back to hunger
Not stopped yet

Stowaway to Britain
Set loose in Imperial London
Free to prosper
Free to work

Free-diver repairing Brighton’s Pier
Freely volunteered in 1914’s Expeditionary Force
Free to marry,...

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familyfreedomMalta

With friends like this who needs............?

(News item.)
Gove tweets support for Boris

 

Is Boris quite calm and serene

 

Now that Michael is back on the scene

 

Does he miss the suave charm

 

And that strong loyal arm

 

That once pulled back his lips from the cream.?

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Also by Harry O`N eill:

Aubade | Why has everyone gone quiet? |

STOP AT NOTHING

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Destination is clear

and undoubtedly near

it is sacrosanct dear

as i am the one to steer.

I am no more a mystery

I am here to create history

not admitting with blistory

but can listen bells of victory.

let me fly

high in the sky

let me be sigh

seeing my glittering eye.

My system belief

gives limitless relief

like an euphoric leaf

is what i can say in br...

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Also by MANISHA SAINI:

BLUE LOGIC | SIGHT OF LIGHT |

flower

to he who was

who is

who will be

do not hinder my growth

because

you are not my sun

shining 

but today

in this moment

i am 

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#broken#love#love #romance #brokenheart#new

early morning (snippets)

 

avoiding the early morning alarm call
we cram ourselves into each other’s warmth
beneath the blankets and unspoken words
hovering birdlike in thought in dewy air


~

so, shall I sing this morning in 
or wait another while?

shall I steal your dreaming
or make you smile?

~

 

but I know not what leaps through your head
what early morning hopes and fears tease you
my own are whispere...

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Also by Colin Hill:

There were times | man in motor / supermarket car park (take 2) | at the sink | crap poem written in a supermarket car park | Summer Broken | a peculiar feeling | The Sidestep Shuffle | Wishful Thinking |

Nice Coffee ( written whilst out drinking coffee!)

Sitting here drinking coffee
Watching as people scurry
From one place to another
Little time for each other
Empathy and compassion lacking
From their schedule hardly slacking
I often wonder how they would react
To the ultimate siren's wail in fact

Would they re-discover their humanity
Would their behaviour change suddenly
Would they rush to the ones they love
Would they raise their ey...

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Also by Duncan McKenzie Ross:

Sob Story? | All Will Be Done | Examinationes Incidamus ( Inferna pars quinque) | Metus (Inferna pars tres) | Solitudinum (Inferna pars septem) | Untitled | Mortal Curiousity | Legacy | Mortem |

I,  Ffynnon Drewi of Mynydd Bach

From the mountain

I pour forth

I give you my waters

                to drink

                and the many words

                                of my waters

                                to hear.

 

My waters have seen

the gathering

on the hill

above the lake

My waters have heard

the prayers

on the grass bank

My waters have known

the worship

in t...

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Also by Chris Armstrong:

No one hears | Words | RETROSPECTIVE |

 

 

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The Inside of My Shoes

Moving back and forth 

round and round the merry go round

the calling

the falling 

the whisper it glimmers

but never seems to shine

I feel the heat of the ice in my shoes

I hate the feel of ice in my shoes

but love the feel of heat

The whispers are calling

they falling

round and round the sorrows go round

The east for the rich

the west for the vain

the ear...

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#life

COULD IT BE

Life throws us around

surrounds us with confusion

 

The puzzles untwist 

showing a list of could be's

 

They reveal themselves...

 

Could it be

 

That I have

walked into the magic place

of paradise

 

For there he is 

the one that I was looking for

the one that was looking for me

 

Could it be

 

This was meant to be

just as it was

 

...

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Also by lynn hahn:

SWEET COURTER | WHAT'S UP WITH THAT? | YOUTH AT MY DOOR | PEDESTAL |

Lost

My mind has become a livid waste, 

Blinding sunlight yet shrouded in clouds of melancholy gray, 

I simply cannot put into words how low I feel today, 

I have this beast that haunts my dreams,   

It resembles your face and I can't escape it,  

It seems. 

I fucking loathe this feeling and I've done everything I can to rid myself of your memory,  

Witness the rope burn around my ...

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More than this (more of a monologue than a poem)

 

I see you trying but its not enough

I need more than this

You won't move an inch

So why get upset when someone else does?

Am I supposed to be content with your breadcrumbs forever?

 

Adults shouldnt have to be told how to behave

 

I never pretended that I would wait forever

And you never pretended to care

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Also by Wardah:

Mirage | Come what may | Mind Games |

Holly and Oak

The first leaves burnish

under late September warmth,

 

already the flayed canopy

is shot through with sun spears,

 

laser fine, a brilliant

showerhead piercing

the mute gold shadows,

 

a last huzzah of light

charges the lifeless underbrush

the crown falls.

 

© Graham Sherwood 09/2017

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Also by Graham Sherwood:

Mabon | Koan on Sound | Palindromic Piddling | Koan on Emotion | Camino Haibun | So Haiku |

Another birthday

We went to a gastro pub to celebrate your birthday

We sat among the sunken silly jolly faces

All with their remembrances of former years

When they felt better about themselves

Or so they say

There’s the loud one

The opinionated one filled with facts about this

And about that

There’s the woman whose always in awe

Or is she just pretending

Because the man sitting oppo...

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Also by Martin Elder:

cracked | Rested |

Me, My Shadow and I

My opinion doesn't matter so therefore I don't matter

The little me thought long ago when she was close to invisible in a room full of familiar faces

When she, I, was sad and cried alone in the dark not wanting to add on to the family problems

Because I knew enough to know we weren't fine

So I waited until it was time to speak that time never came

And I was still silent bearing with...

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Brief desperation, with apologies

Oh this feels sore today

Because today is the day I’ve got nothing to say

Where’s she gone and what’s the use?

Where, exactly, is my wonderful muse?

 

See – it doesn’t even rhyme.

 

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Also by David T Jones:

Forgetting the air | The wandering ash and wondering crow | Calendars clocks and snapshots |

I've seen you with other lovers

I’ve seen you enveloped in passion

Entranced and wandering aimlessly

In all consuming lust as you fold

Into taut skin stretched over

A well-tuned bicep shimmering

With the sweat of ones who

Would possess you,

Confiscate your love,

Loyalty, lust, passion, devotion,

Breasts, lips, thighs,

And even your new mountain bike.

 

I’ve seen you capitulate to complete

S...

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Also by Randy Horton:

Waking Life | History of Philosophy in Rhyming Quatrains - the ancients | Love Like a Cliche |

 

 

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The Tidal Man

There was life, it seemed, in the Estuary
the flats blistered bubbles that rose and burst like gasps
brackish pools guarded poking razor clams
and whispering whelks
gulls paddled respectfully around the lumpy porpoise
I shielded my eyes
tapped a stone in time with their crys
saw the lumpy porpoise nudged by rising tide
like wrung and twisted Estuary birds afloat by fruitless oyster beds
o...

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HATS OFF TO HARRY

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I‘ve fallen for another man

A man that I would marry;

And though I know I never can

I’ve lost my heart to Harry.

 

Hats off to Harry; he’ll break your heart

He’ll take your best defence and tear it apart

Our home-grown guy will make you others cry cry cry

Hat-trick Harry’s hit the net again.

 

In Autumn and in Springtime too

Or winter when it’s raining

You know ...

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Also by John Coopey:

TIPS FOR THE NEWLY MARRIED MAN | CROSSROADS MOTEL | BAD BISKIT BLUES | OPEN MICS | MENDICANTS |

CCTV

The God I know would have it this way,
if he could, the world at one remove,
observable from every angle, four-square,
with no one, not even yourself, above
suspicion, or out of reach. The flowers twitch
nervously. They know they are being watched.


I have made appointments. The cat is Beria.
I watch her carry out interrogations
on sparrows down to the last morsel,
for which she shall ...

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Also by Tony Hill:

SKIMMERS |

The Gladlands.

I awoke in the Gladlands.

Paralytic with joy.

My blood hummed in my ears to the tune of

a jolly heart banging its big crimson drum.

I jived,jigged and jitterbugged.

A St Vitus dance of jubilance.

My eyeballs stretched with the beauty of trees dipped in honey and rose gold hues,

curtseying low with apples fleshy and fragrant with knowledge.

The flowers unfurled their petals ...

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Also by Patricia Hughes:

Listen | The Art Of Smiling |

almost crashing into a concrete barrier late at night while thinking about the recent death of someone i didn't really deserve to know (09/27/2017)

sleep, don't wake me:

If I could paint
I would these half closed blinds, lit and peering by paranoid neighbors, half asleep: half in a dream, an abductee of a frozen frame, a refugee caught in a dried and rotting wooden square

if I could paint you'd be a sunset
long since gone, but whose laughter echoes in the dark
stark as halogen lamps
ark buzzing the shell of life into these streets,
som...

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Also by Zach Dafoe:

kuro silica (09/24/2017) | waves of thomas (09/14/2017) | how are you? (09/15/2017) | allusion III (09/17/2017) | cowboy relic (09/17/2017) |

 

unkillable pillar please don't take me highwaymen

Some Free Verse

The state and the privilege,

we are positioned in

they have envisioned is

grave and it’s sickening,

broke people living in

droves, with no businesses,

hopeless, addicted and

broken afflicted in

woeful conditions,

No-one will say that I’ve spoken too quick with this…

All the genes receded, all the pleading to police, all the needy people, the greedy sheep,

5 times a...

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Also by Ferris Taylor:

Sonnet about Love | Parents (not mine) | Bloggyblogblog | 5:30 am Ghazal | Hail/Hail | Thoughts of a Sad Person | Stepping Over Homeless People to Buy Kebabs on Gosport High-Street | Ladies and Gentlemen, Flies and Spiders | Fun Rhyming/ Black Eyes |

The Big Sleep

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There's no end tonight.
Sat at the same desk
waiting for the next chapter to walk in
but nothings moving
just the aspidistra nodding
to the tireless fan,
the Venetian blinds
blowing the scent of
rain soaked streets.
Down below the street lights
change to noone.
A single green light blinks
In the direction of the harbour.
An ant crosses the great plains of my desk.
I sit back and writ...

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Also by Tom Harding:

First Snow | 2.38 am | The Moon Tonight |

For you I will do my best

Slowly you disappear into the past,
yet you are buried in my thoughts which I'm forcing to last.
Everything that you do,
finds a way to touch my heart,
and every word you say,
shows the beauty of your art.
Your bleached white hair,
perfect smile,
cute little nose,
an honest representation of your soul.
You say you want to give up,
but you don't have to go.
You're not alone, nor will yo...

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HEAVEN SCENT

She glided past me in the street,

Sweet, petite...good enough to eat.

And leaving - to mark where she went -

She left a lingering heavenly scent.

.......................................................

 

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Also by M.C. Newberry:

LEAVES AND LIVES | HOT (AND COLD) AIR | PONDER THIS (2) | PONDER THIS! | THE PROPERTY DEVELOPER - 2017 | WHEN YOU WALKED INTO MY LIFE - audio reprise |

Making Rome Great Again

‘If you make me Emperor,’ Hadrian declared,
‘I will build a wall in Britain,
from the west coast to the east,
to keep out those marauding Scots
who come to steal our sheep.’

The partisan crowd roared in approval,
but the left wing press were less enamoured
of this charismatic campaigner.
He came, he saw, he’s bonkers!
was the headline in the Mercury,
while the Herald ran with Emperor Mad...

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Fireflies

Fireflies on a summer's night

Are a wondrous sight

Flitting from weed to flower

Casting long across the lawn

To a far bed of blossoms and herbs

        flashing … flashing ...

        their little lanterns.

 

Reflected in our eyes grown wide

Our mouths little tunnels of 'OOOH!'

We watch, silent as grass

As twilight deepens

And the tiny bugs pass

      flashin...

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Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:

WAR KIDS (Prime Parental Reproofs) |

Limerick

There once was a poet named Debra
Whose name only rhymed with 'a zebra'
'Til a South African breeze
Changed her 'As' to strange 'Es'
And now she's got "ebracedebra"

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Also by David Lindsay:

Jack and the Beanstalk | Revenge | Cinderella |

Infomercial


A white t-shirt that goes to my thighs.

And covers my genitals when my arms aren't raised.

Is a convenient and useful tool that you can have in your very own home!

Comfortable!

Affordable!

Sustainable!

Be a fashion trend in your own house, show your bathroom mirror what style really means!

Pair with moderate acne and puffy eyes for that special flare of originality!

It's ...

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Also by Connor Lannes:

A Hunger | A Triadic Structure of Depression | I Have A Fetish For Escapism |

Forgive me

What did I do?

I'm sorry I hurt you.

I've never been this sorry

Like a sky so starry

You're the light to my night 

You're the courage to my fright

And I've cast you away

Thrown you to the fray

And I'll do whatever

Whatever you want forever

Anything to get you back

Because my life's gone slack

And I need you

Your every blue

I need your smile

To cover my ...

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