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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 ...

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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 |

Glesga

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 co...

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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 Phils Words:

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 Andrew Donachie:

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 |

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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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terrorismunitedstrengthinnocence

Balance

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 |

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.
...

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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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freedomMaltafamily

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

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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newlovebrokenromancebrokenheart

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 |

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 |

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 |

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 |

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

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 |

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,
...

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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

The Big Sleep

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 M...

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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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Also by Silverrust:

Bow chicka wow wow | Sins which we are | All I have | Please don't leave |

Poetryforgivenessforgive and forget

Closed Windows

I've heard it said

that when it rains it pours;

but that when life closes a window,

it's to open up new doors.

And yet, in spite of what's ahead

I fear my heart's holding me back.

I do not wish to go through doors

when all I see is black.

The colors that I used to see

so vivid and so bright,

I now know are the cruelest lies

when brought into the light.

It seems ...

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I see why love is red.

I can’t tell you.

But last night, you entered my chest

for play, some kind of game, like ‘Operation’

and then I couldn’t sleep

I jolted – shivered – jerked – quirked,

now my eyes don’t close

and my body is a pulse,

you tiptoed across my ribcage,

leaving foot prints enlaced by landmines,

you slept on my lungs,

short wired my arteries,

you clipped the circuits of my ...

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Bait

Bait

 

fat man

has an apple

picks a worm

from its flesh

and sticks it

on a hook

 

hangs the rod

over the river

casts the line

into the water

tugs a little

teases

 

the bait

glints in sunlight

refracting

in the water

silver sliver

whispers “feed”

 

all the little fishes

come

a-nibbling

round the worm

in the swirling

...

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Also by Ian Whiteley:

The Devil Don't Own Me | Today's News Game |

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Life Tests

Life Tests

 

Everyday, everyone is tested

From a house, to school, to outside

We will never be well rested

To be fully focused and abide

 

Since we can't really say no

As life falls like an endless rain

From a text to a tornado

Or a hello to a hurricane

 

While the choice being ours eternal

To be affected or effected so simple

To take it personal or genera...

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Also by Joseph Calderon:

Preliminary Relief |

Sweet Surrender

Been wrestling with conceptual seeds. Thoughts of love

disturbing me,

passion troubling me,

desire corrupting me

Ideologies challenging me.

Until a spark of enlightenment light the room. Then I become a light to myself.

‘Surrendering to the other is a gift’ says the inner voice. It comes unconditionally from the heart.

Its meaning is existential.

The only way to know is...

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Also by Chakraj:

Look, now we've gone and upset Irma |

A LITTLE LIGHT RELIEF FROM THE FLOW OF MISERY PERMEATING THE PAGES OF W.O.L.


A LITTLE LIGHT DISTRACTION
  FROM W.O.L.'s MISERY PERMEATED PAGES

Mum and dad were so excited...that early April morn
by the arrival of another son...their second to be born
every bird residing...on this half our blacked out sphere
sits waiting in good vantage...silent on a tree
to welcome one more infant day
and coincidentally "me"
the rising sun creeps in the room
chasing away...sta...

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Also by ken eaton-dykes:

WAR CHILD |

cheer up everybody

The Eye Of The Storm

The house is silent now

syliva being churned disturbs the air

A total eclipse of the sun

A total eclipse of my heart

A darkness cast upon my soul that I took part

 

It took two to sail the ship

Two to be strong

 

One not fully equipped

The gayle forces did not lift

Tensions bared tight

the main sail torn from the hull

The troubled waters over take the ship

...

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Also by New Shoes:

CHANGING LOVE |

A Poem in Progress

I stare straight into the sun 
a rock doesn't in the river run 
unlike the witch 
I sink like a stone 
unknown 
cold 
alone 
as in the beginning 
numb 
to my existence 
lost 
in oblivion 
a round a square 
to triangle crowned 
no coming back 
the clown drowns 
there is no sound 
out in the clouds
upside down 
hanging on a frown 
my colour fogs 
to a clay like brown 
I whistle...

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Also by MyDystopiA:

Red | SunBeams | Tunneled | Leaves | Orangeblue |

Freewriting

Afeared rose

He gave me a rose today,
It was not any Rose day,
But for his brutish words last night,
I know he is sorry so I smiled.
He gave me a rose today,
It was not our anniversary day,
But for the blood I haemorrhage last night,
I know he loves me so I smiled.
He gave me a rose today,
It was not Valentine's day,
But for the clash we had last night,
I know he cares for me so I smiled.
He gave m...

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emotional painLove

I Give My Soul to You

Sleeping, dreaming

I see you, soft

Slipping into silken dreams

I lie here with you

I can only hope

That I lie inside of you, too

 

Can I nestle into your soul?

You already have mine

Do you know

That I would slumber forever

If only to be by your side?

 

My love, my heart drips gold

And overflows with

The thought of you

If only I could

Lie here like...

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Also by Kay Li Su:

Dancing with the Moon |

Charlie Clark

Charlie clark.

Huron high school has Randy as a coach.

Animal. What my dogs are.

Randy, the coach for huron.

Lebanon is a country.

I like pizza.

Eat pizza everyday.

 

Charlie Clark

Live everyday. Die.

ABT’s are food I like

Rabies is a disease

Kalahari is a place I go

 

Thank you

 

-Charlie Clark.

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deep

Bursting at the seams

Her lips are sewn shut
Her seams ripping at the sides
She has been stuffed with fluff 
Much more than she can hold
Her fragile fabric fraying
As it stretches across her thighs 
The stuffing is suffocating 
Her stories wanting to be told 

Yet peculiarly it's pouring 
From within her beating chest
The stuffing slowly flowing
Into her already swollen breast

Her lips are sewn shut
Her...

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Also by Alonelymouse:

Love | Control | The screen virus |

Falling down

And falling though this casam

Is like flying down a drain

Rushing like the water

Falling hard like rain

In the depths is darkness

We all appear the same

And all our skin is harshness

Burning us insane

 

my fingers graze the wall

But there’s no where to hold on

It is because we want to fall

Through this hole that we belong

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Also by Alexander Watson:

Being a Fly | Dust of the future |

Leave

Cancel all you want

Get away from me

Get what you want

Get what you need

 

I never needed you

And you never needed me

But what am I kidding

I loved you so much, all I had was envy

 

Friends I thought we were

Friends you told me

By then you had left

You always leave me

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sorry to the who

but I don’t care to think I know you anymore

I'm like a pinball rolling towards what’s in store

I don’t even know what’s at the bottom 

of the slightly sloped hill but I ought err um

I’ll never know til I get down near IT, maybe

there’s nothing up here to change IT, maybe

with all these things and flashing lights

reflecting through my chrome coating 

I’m...

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Don't

Show me your love 

Show me your heart 

Don't let us drift apart

Give me all of the above 

 

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Also by Meike:

Cut | Till it happens |

Kill'em

I grew up in a world with msn,
When you would get harassed, by older men.
Begfriend with no life,
Cause he wants you to sleep with him tonight.
Fight all the things you ever thought,
Most these guys don't see their day in court.
Outruled by public judgment,
This is your last day, you make us disgusted.
You keep your heart in cement,
There's no way you can say it's consent.
How could you ...

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Hurttraumakidsdeath

From Friendship to Love (V)

Working in isolation
our love built itself up
from almost nothing
brushed against the end of winter
just before spring kissed the air

playing a secret with
everything we felt 
throughout that summer
with laughter stealing
each other hearts

and then autumn 
when a innocent picture
revealed more 
than either of us expected
into a explosion of feelings

and now almost a year later
...

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lovelove and more loveloved

Stones in an Hourglass

The day is longer than I give credit
Its promise a trait I often edit

This ailment is guiding all my thoughts
On the lore that I am yet to be taught

And what seems an inconceivable goal
To fit them all in, take its toll

So much to advertise the easy bet
So much to tempt to sink and forget

That days, like stones that land ashore
Some can be brighter than ones there before 

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At first I thought we'd meet again..

...


At first I thought we’d meet again,
aware of some shadow behind
my shoulder.

And then your voice, would explain,
through smoke and dust in a
faltering breath.

“I thought returning to those you love
is a promised debt for our
life’s pain.
Yes, at first I thought we’d meet again.”

Then I waited here, pacing slowly,
and a shadow did move within
the shade.

The voice was b...

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Death poem

Death poem

 

Two days prior to expectation

I bleed into the earth

Red stain

deaths the bitterness

of being beaten;

the protection of 'them' from 'him'

(whatever and whoever that means);

the desperate 

grabbing?

grappling?

for the thread

I fear lost

that binds me 

to this body

this earth.

Just write instead 

just write

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In Your Arms

In Your Arms

In your arms is my favourite place to be
Our body's intertwined
Fitting together perfectly
Like neighbouring jigsaw pieces
Now I've found my missing piece
I am complete

When I'm in your arms my heart can't stop smiling
I'm floating on cloud nine
And I hope you will always be mine
When I close my eyes as we kiss
I never want to open them again
It feels euphoric and I ca...

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Also by Sarah Davidoff:

The First Time We Met | Lover's Embrace | Carry On | Feel Like I'm Crazy | Humans | The Trouble With Temperature | Christmas Kiss | The Peaceful Beach |

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Fair Game

Some claim they don't do politics 

Cos it's a game of dirty tricks

That powerful people try to fix

I guess that much is true.

 

I too can see what's going wrong

The same sad singers sing the same sad songs

Leaving no space for me and you

To feel that we belong.

 

But if that leaves us in a rage

Which makes us choose not to engage

We leave for them an empty stage

...

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Also by Mark Mr T Thompson:

The Toys Of War | Poem |

Politicsdirty tricksengagement

Candlelit Cigarette

All these new things, 

Happening. 

Time passes through me like a breeze - 

But the hours feel like eternity. 

These cigarettes hurt me, 

But I can still breathe - 

My heart skipping beats - 

Occasionally. 

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Also by Kirsten N Wilmoth:

Abandoned Houses | This Morning Was A Breath | Cheap Mascara |

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Closed and Unmarked

Lost in thought I sought and sought in a jungle of memories, which with every passing second fades into the distance but struggles to disappear. I walk through the foyers of my mind- on each side open doors all except one – closed & unmarked. I edge towards it anxious and afraid, turn the lock but it will not budge. The memory of u is trapped behind a closed door. I bang and kick and shove and ki...

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Also by Shaakiera Schroeder:

The Clearing | Two more days | Wednesdays lost | Helpless Still |

Lost lovememorieshurtsurviving

Myself

clear blue night skies
I think I finally found myself at 25
always been that late bloomer
what a nice cool breeze
I found love in Minnesota
love for myself
love for another
I even learned how to smile
as if a beast could even smile
what are the odds
first time living in my birthplace
I finally found that I'm not worthless
got my heartbroken
of course the whole trip
brought out the re...

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colorblind.

color used to be a distant memory.

I had seen the world in black and white for so long 
I couldn't even tell you the shades in a rainbow.

I had gotten used to playing along
when people would say 
"look at how bright! look at how wonderful! look at how vivid! look at how beautiful the world is!"
I would smile 
and say 
yeah, it's amazing
when all I saw were dismal shades of grey and bl...

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Always busy

Struggling to make time for you

Giving up my sleep

Being there on my worst days

Constantly disappointing you

Dedicating myself

Spending all my money

Sleepless nights

Early mornings

Why do I put myself through this?

College.

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Also by iesha washington:

For Nick | lust |

Space

Stuck in a box,
Barely breathing,
Barely alive.
 
Lines everywhere,
Running alone,
Chasing unknown.

Searching a hole,
Finding escape,
Hunting for space.
 

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Also by Marianne May:

Rolling Curtains | Womanhood |

lifelovepoetry

Do you

Watching you sleep

makes me curious

Do you dream?

Do you know how to dream?

Is that something you learn

Or is it something that just happens?

I wish I knew

what you thought about

what you dreamt about

Like how I know what your all about.

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Also by yannahnorth:

Monitor |

Leaving for Work in the Early Morning

it rained
sometime
in the passing night

leaves rustle
wet shadows taken
by a sudden current

sleep
follows me
like a footstep

morning curls
heavy in
the shadows
of the grass

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Ram It In!

Ram it!

Ram it in!

Hard!

 

Let them fight, cry, scurry!

Be they moist, rejoice!

If they're dry hear them roar!

 

Take that rigid thing and

force it in!

Sear their flesh as it slaps!

Pull their hair!

Claw their eyes!

 

Ram it! 

Ram it in!

 

Tie their wrists!

Part their skin!

 

Feel their weakness tingle!

Lick their hearts for hours!

...

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Also by Kealan Coady:

But First The End | The Plenum Existential |

Puerto Rico Puerto Rico

Puerto Rico, Puerto Ric0

Have you survived the storm ?

The hurricanes the hurricanes

no mercy do they show.

we ask the eternal question

what have we done wrong ?

Don't blame yourselves it's no ones fault

Nor punishment from God.

Time and unforeseen occurrance

I've learned be falls us all.

Prayers are the saving hope

Prayers for our souls.

 

 

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Also by terry l shuff:

The Whale | Endurance |

Escape

Have you ever been so sad it almost felt like
depression

Have you ever felt like running away,escaping

escaping from your own skin, your own life?

your soul simply leaving your body

transcend into another life

a happier life,a perfect place.

she whispers in my ear

"run away with me, take a leap of the edge and
transcend with me, come dance with me,lets go to a
happy place, ...

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Also by Eseosa:

Awake | The poem of hypocrite |

Bottoms Up

You can skew your view
Through the bottom of a glass
But there's nothing you can do
To change the past

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Also by Albert Van Skywalker:

The Voyeuristic Commuter |

regretsalcohol

Tai Chi

 

Tai Chi

he said,

convinced of the wisdom by a pretty girl in uniform.

 

I can do it in my chair

he said,

oblivious to all the times I'd made the same suggestion.

 

I've never done Tai Chi

he said.

They do it in the village hall, it doesn't cost a lot.

 

I can even go alone

he said.

I won't need chaperoning, there'll be loads of people there.

 

I...

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Also by Laura Taylor:

Jacob's Ladder |

Bragger Greys

Instore café content, paces past a chemist and a black man, taste it
Bearded men, smooth men, and golden ruby wives
Vigour-lacking lists turning over old stories, new times on black and white paper, detail sliding tackles
He-'politician’, this day and age had his lady helper, a mug to mouth coaxer, slow motion intake hailer
Not about beyond, that ‘should be’, leaving, knowing near-term middle ...

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Also by Paul Welsh:

seconds away | Billionaires | Free Pass | The Fall of Man |

poempoetrybeat poetrycontemporary poetry

Father

1981, the year a blue stencil,

verso, gloss off-white,

unstuck blu-tacked, loose framed,

sun-curled image

your grin and your cow-lick,

and causal wear,

your ghost in my machine.

A bawling, squall, curtains

of hail and rain hang outside,

ladder, paint, spots and tans

and frayed carpet,

the dark, shaggy corner swamp,

where I found you, sideways-stacked,

cracked...

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Also by David Blake:

Grow, Green Garden |

whatever

Teach

Teach children to aspire, provide them with

tools to reach – strive to achieve – after all,

we inhabit a dog eat dog world, where

we all fight for everything we’ve got.

 

Teach children that success is the purpose

of being alive, indoctrinate them:

the cult of self-measurement, relative

status the principle of life on Earth.

 

Teach children to aim for goals – achieve

...

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Also by Rich:

The loss of human nature |

successlive life

Dam

1.      Dam

 

It is a dam

It is going to burst

Holding it for now

But it will burst

 

Tears will flow

Frustration will surface

Anger hidden away

Only want some peace

 

No hope, no self-esteem

No confidence

Not my usual self

Clever not dense

 

The dam will burst

Of that I am sure

Don’t know when

What will open the door

 

I just want ...

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Also by Andy Smyth:

A bit more Dark and Light |

Thoughtful

Catch a tear

Catch a tear upon your pillow, 

Don't let it last for a lifetime, 

Shake off the doubters, 

The haters, 

The non believers, 

Remember the peace in silence,

The light within,

Always be true to yourself, 

Your wisdom, 

Eternal being, 

Stardust. 

 

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Love Like a Cliche

You are certainly not a metaphor,

But you may be sort of like a simile.

You are my rudder and sails on a turbulent sea.

You are like a force that guides and propels me.

 

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loveclichesimileMetaphor

Message in a bottle

This ink penetrates this parchment 

A sailor's tattoo.

Letters, like all the little boats

Floating in this harbour,

Bob across the waves,

Nestle up against each other

Forming words in the diesel marbled water.

 

In the morning, the sun rises in

A yellowing sky

Some boats sail out to sea and

All the letters follow in their wake

Spelling out "take me safely home"

...

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HIS LOVE IN MY LIFE

There are no words to describe the gravity of  your love, it is refreshing like the air which I breath.

Come into my life,  Oh my love!                               Your kindness is a gift that bears sweet fruits   There's nothing more Compromising than your heart                                                                           There's nothing worth loving than you, in you I see the e...

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Also by jeronth:

THE UNKNOWN |

Premonitions

Last night I had a dream

that stayed with me through the day.

Major life events must be happening your way.

Sometimes I feel what happens

long before it comes to be.

I wish you all the best, I hope that you're happy.

From one soul to another

I say congratulations.

But why am I still getting these notifications?

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Also by Lyrical Lexa:

Nobody Cares | September | Bluebird |

random feelings from the forgotten corner of my heart

i dont think i can have one glass of wine if i have one, i'd rather have five.

i stood there in shock at what ive become, i grew in releif when i realized i was finally strong enough to change.

i know i'll forever be tainted with grief of why i let you into my brain and infest it with gloom.

when i see you i want to run up to you and give you a hug i want to tell you everything ive experi...

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Poetic Madness To Die For!

Discover themes of the past

memeory lines recharge poetic madness

The Complete Marble untouchable glory

collage poetry to die for!

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Also by Nigel Astell:

Fly like a Bird land like a Stone |

Stockport Collage Poems 2011-2017

My Town

My town,

its a thick, insulated place,

Its got pastry on its borders,

dripping with pride

 

The heathered moors

and dark pits,

give it a gristly accent

It rolls round the palate,

like bloody chewing gum

 

Locals shake flakes and crumbs

When hardship bites

As they stumble out of last order doorways,

Perishing cold, corn beef legs

slurry home for love

...

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Also by gavin turner:

Arthur | The 2nd Parakeet |

Call me and Send me

Lord Jesus, Call me into the light

Call me into love

Call me into the light

Call me to obey

Call me into Your Love

Let me know Your love

Your righteous love

No end and no beginning

Let me know You more

You have called me into grace

A grace surpassing all understanding

Draw me to who You are Lord Jesus

The One Living God Almighty

Who was, is, and is to come

...

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Blank Grave

Blank Grave


Cool bleary canvas
Stalking among the dead
Dismal autumn light - shaded sadness
Leaves collapsed splashed red


Here lies
Travelers of society
Deceitful beggars in corrupt ties
Many men eyes blurred in dubiety


Shall we desecrate what has been given
Shoot the hollow hole blindly?
Steer what is ours to be driven​?
Path marked now surely won’t end kindly.


What's...

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Also by Kamden Lüethmers:

When I'm gone if I leave |

Love for you

Hearts that meets again

Standing beside the river 

Holding those lovely hands

Whistling air onto those ears 

Standing together in the rain

Feeling your heart beating in mine

For you only 

For you my dear

 

My heart  

The reason it beats

The feeling it feels 

Is just for the love 

More than ever seen

Pain and fear 

Sadness to bear 

I want it all 

F...

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Also by Dipta Gomes:

Life of love | When my life was dark | When the time stops by.... |

What If

What if I succeed

What if he loves me back

What if it all works out

What if it all makes sense

What if I'm beautiful

What if it matters

What if it doesn't

What if I move forward

What if I'm grateful for the moment

What if I'm true to myself

What if I'm confident

What if it makes me happy 

What if I choose love

What if I hold on to faith

What if I show up

...

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40 Years Ago

Many years ago, 17 years of age. 

I stood before that Pavilion stage.

A stage engulfed in Dragon haze.

Amidst the smoke a Gibson plays.

 

And l'll never forget sound or sight.

Of that special New Brighton night.

A life changing night it was for me.

It changed my life, my future to be.

 

Across the river, I sailed back home.

The February air was cold as stone.

We...

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Also by Mike Bartram:

Think! |

Dark

Dark

 

It was late and dark

I was restless, inexplicably so

I wanted to be out

and in the night

I sat in secluded silence

unable to decide or reach out

I needed to be unfettered

utterly alone and

unencumbered

I took off all my clothes

nothng remained to adorn me

I was naked from head to foot

Slowly, assuredly I walked

silently to the door

The air was...

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Also by keith jeffries:

The Inner Sanctum | Reason | The Deep of Night | The Morass | What have we done? | The Twilight Years |

Veins

She has everything that shes ever wanted and yet she feels like her world is coming in around her
She feels everything collapsing and everything settling through
The claustrophobia seeps through her veins and makes her muscles stiff like creepy floorboards

Her childhood hadn't hit its demise but now that shes growing older she finds her self growing darker
She finds her hair getting longer w...

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veinsicecoldtests

Vermin

See how they love

See how they live

sightless rodents

wrapped-up in glib

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Also by Michelle:

Loss |

Murderers

Murder dose not make a Martyr  be  . It makes a fool feel guilty free . It makes them feel they have done the deed to overcome their nasty greed . To overcome their cowardice ways . It makes them feel killing is brave . It won't make a Martyr be . It only makes a Murderer be . A group who are all cowards and free . Free to take advantage of you and me . They pry on the vulnerable . Then pray they ...

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Also by Wendy Higson:

Fake News | Taught A lesson | Back Britain |

42 Alder Road, Liverpool 12

There are homes and then there's children's homes

There are children's homes and then there are children's homes 

The one I knew was a home from home

Age four mum and her sister set one up 

With hard work, love and courage 

The biggest house my young eye's had seen

A large dappled wooden rocking horse to gallop and whoop for good

A magic garden with its own small wood

Falle...

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Also by IanQ:

Miss Nancy Robinson |

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Dates for 'The Sky is cracked' readings 2017/2018

November 24th 2017       Launch at Word Club      The Chemic Tavern      Leeds         7.30

February 4th 2018          Pub Poets                                                      Blackpool     6.30

March 1st 2018              Verse Matters                                                 Sheffield       8.00

April 11th 2018               Speaker's Corner                                 ...

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Adiuva Me

Now help me...

Help me, cry out. 

As I'm in a peaceful place,  but I believe it's hell. 

 

 

 

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Also by Incognita:

. |

Helphelpingwritingincognitapeacefulhellheavenreligiouspeoplesaying goodbye

Difference between Mother in Law and Mother

           Huge difference between MIL and Mother

Mother feels the pain what her daughter suffers

She try putting all efforts to keep in her comfort

Keep on saying don’t take tension

I am always with you for your protection

 

Mother in law never ready to feel her pain

Full of formalities with no realties

Try to pretend in front of everybody that she is the best

Never rea...

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Also by Bindu Trigunayak:

Eagerly waiting for the day |

The hidden pain

If life is as easy

as some make it seem

maybe life will be easy for me.

Days will be sunny and

even nights will seem bright and

people will smile because hey,

rain is alright!

Even the birds will be

singing their tunes after, of course 

sleeping in until noon.

Evil will have gone by and

don't try to tell me otherwise!

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depressionsuicide awareness monthhidden meaning

the pressure of the immaterial

I can almost hear

the door slam

 

a vacuum sucking shut

as I leave the room

of nothingness.

 

My bubbles once begged

to burst within it

 

but nothing is as nothing

does and denies all

but more of the same--

 

the bends were a bitch

and I'm bound to re-emerge.

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Also by nunya:

scourge | HAHAHA--it's only blood you silly nurse (or, more serious reflections upon M. Python's Holy Grail) |

Him

I saw him

Maybe it started in that moment

If only I had known

I wouldn't have smiled like a fool

Then maybe, just maybe

I wouldn't have to feel this pain

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The Modern Day Coward

Terrorists they call themselves, all very tough within their community cells.

I'm sure face to face they are as soft as hell, conspiring quietly to commit their spell.

No rhyme or reason to their cowardly acts, causing devastation as they hunt in packs.

Western society fights back with aplomb, coming to terms with yet another senseless bomb.

The scum of the earth we mutter out loud, as...

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Also by Jon Baker:

The Mobile | 9 to 5 |

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