Poetry Blogs (Dec 2018)
The sign at the inn swung like a gallows
the light lay low on the heath.
Old Ben was in his settle
sucking baccy through his teeth.
Puddles formed on the flagstones
where a one - eyed dog stood watch;
underneath a ragged sky
the inn was dark as a crotch,
except for a fire - lit window
that glowed like a winter star,
through which a cluster of faces took in...
Monday 31st December 2018 11:13 pm
Also by ray pool:LETTER FROM THE STREETS part 2 | BATTERSEA AT CHRISTMAS | THE SHORTEST DAY | LETTER FROM THE STREETS | CITY LIGHTS | RECYCLING | DARK WANTON | ALLHALLOWS ON SEA | AUBURN HAIR |
It was a simple thing
Just a different bed
She slept for a night
One night turned into two
And then three
Then he pushed back
So she pushed harder
Until they were miles apart
And we were in the middle
Screaming just so they could hear us
But its not like they were listening anyway
They loved each other?
Monday 31st December 2018 11:02 pm
Make 2019 a smoke free year,
Postpone death and funeral fear.
Prevent the poison in the tar flowing in a flood,
Avoid the threat of clot formation due to thicker blood.
Chemicals in the blood make your heart beat faster,
Furring up your arteries creating a deathly disaster.
The enemy in the smoke can attack your kidneys and win,
Also reducing the amount of oygen reachin...
Monday 31st December 2018 10:41 pm
Also by hugh:Spider Woman spreads panic,a follow on. | Spider Woman | Oh yes he did ! Oh no he didn't ! | Homelessness ! A plight to fight. | To be buried or cremated ? | The wonder of the worm |
Clay and mud
mixed in blood
heartless it seems
like all the world
is the idea that we
should be stranded
at the seams
I can't help but unravel
I keep it all inside
the helpless cry
of a childhood denied
below red black
hell is near
I feel it's burn
a thousand suns
could not be worse
I give m...
Monday 31st December 2018 9:58 pm
Also by MyDystopiA:Melons | Silver Grey Blue | Hollow | Cloud 9 | Still | Peat |
Unlock your heart with the grateful dead
The original code is nearly always 0000
Pull off the shackles to unlock your hands and other necessary appendages.
Rotate your heart 90 degrees counterclockwise
Look out of any window
Squeeze your heart.at what you see
Set a new combination by turning the tide.
Choose a magical number and never-ever hide, never-ever part
Monday 31st December 2018 9:51 pm
Also by John E Marks:The unpurged images of day | Flogging a dead horse | A rose garden at altitude under occupation | dictatorship | The beautiful Cathars of Languedoc | Tomorrow belongs to me | Winter Blue | Lancaster | Identity theft. | The price of coal | Quasimodo and Esmeralda | Lifting the Veil/Shelley | Killing off the Elephants | FIX IT! | stormy weather | finisterre to fitzroy | Clone | The Doors of Perception. | A judgement of conscience |
The palpitations of life. Unsure. Unforgiving. Like radiation poisoning to the soul.
Vibrant colors float in the vastness of the depths of hell.
Feeling every vibe from the endless little souls.
Dancing in the downpour of weightlessness.
Yet we're confused. What is real and what is a simple mirage.
Convincing but deadly. That's the remarkable unfairness of this life.
Monday 31st December 2018 5:09 pm
Also by a.k.:Untitled Thorns | Master of Disguise | The Kiss of Death | V | Nature pt. 1 | Front Seat Freestyle | Untitled 2 | Untitled 1 |
I friend of mine has an old moggy she says
help her to write successful books about suburban life,
big gardens and flowers; envious I tried to find
A cat had seen one outside the apartment building.
grabbed it and scratched but when I hit the pus
over the head with a stone until it lies still in my hands.
Next morning I fed it and gave it wat...
Monday 31st December 2018 4:42 pm
Also by jan oskar hansen:beautiful Fado | dead old lady | the deepest sleep | follow the rules | we the humans | the mystery of religion | the maiden voyager | high existence | the race | summit 2018 | breakthrough | a great man (Harry) | thoughts of death | the dilemma | bashful writer | christmas carols | football dream | the happening | a good lunch | once a scouser alway a rebel | war poet | cold wind over Europe | family gathering | serious now | autopsy | cell- phone | Collapsing world | selling books | the intemperate | counsellor | what will be will be | the revolt | crabby morning | writing for the internet | the slow killing of a nation |
I’ve sunken to nothing it’s all on me
Selections I’ve made not on you i see
Yet truth be told with someone that lies
I’ve chosen to have revenge when you die
My boys will carry my burden to lift
It will drag them to the generational abyss
You will not regret leaving me alone
As there’s no feel that isn’t your own
Carry the weight of me on your shoulders
The rest of your ...
Monday 31st December 2018 3:57 pm
Also by Reggie:Distracted | Justice | Wasted | Holidays | Skim | Rinse and Repeat |
I just did something, that I almost always desist
By writing a poem on another poets list
Of comments that really should be about them
And what they’ve just written. I must make amends
So sorry ‘elPintor’ for rambling on, on your fine poem ‘Sexism’ all about Mums
My comment morphed from being about mums, to me, and being a lost only Son.
So here i...
Monday 31st December 2018 3:24 pm
Also by Paul Sayer:MOD ~ PTSD Part ii | MOD ~ PTSD Part i | YOU | NEW DAWN My Christmas message | A Mother’s Lament | The Age Of Gold | 'The non believer ' | WYSIWYG QUIZ | R and R | Heart broken | The Image-Nation | THE GOON SHOW | Soap on a rope | Moon beams | The BLACK Horizon | Grenfell Tower | The lady with bags at Christmas | The prodigal poem is home | The depth evil sinks | That went down a splash | 5G is a lie |
How New-Year rhymes we've heard before
put us to sleep, because they bore
As New Years come, more aged we grow
then just like the rubbish, out we go
We come in crying at our birth
then exit smiling, rear of hearse
We hug the world and all its poor
we'd sooner hug the girl next door
We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
then get divorced or end up ...
Monday 31st December 2018 3:10 pm
Also by d.knape:Welcome To Poetry | Seeds | Poets In Our Midst | The Feeder | The Meaning Of Christmas | Poetry Contest | Opening Gifts | Posting A Comment | Winter Winds | Boys & Books | Plastic Cup | The HOA | Black Birds | Muddy Water | MAIL | Amazon.Com | What Ifs And Maybes | I Think | Wish I Were | No There There | Old Dogs | 33 Degrees | Monthly Bill | Where Wild Things Go | Little Boy's Pockets | Eating Healthy | Tree | The Longer You Live | Dieting | Normal People |
The New Year for me
holds no fear
I'll still be writing crap poems
and crying in my beer
Happy New Year everyone.
Monday 31st December 2018 2:31 pm
Also by Brian Maryon:Les Miserables | UFO | Keith & Tina's Lightshow | Public Toilets (Lazy Re-post) | Coq Up | Trade Deal With Jamaica? | Sister Doughty | We Don't Move Very Much | Our First Time |
The whale is a big thing.
Jonah had three days in the belly of the whale
carefully considering, and I hear him now.
"This is a good time in the progress of the world.
I know a people of the earth contemplate
hunting the whale to extinction. Yet
no captain Ahab plunges on his solemn mission.
Only Nippon company men after profit
whatever the cost. Call me apoplectic
Monday 31st December 2018 2:19 pm
Also by Adam Whitworth:A Toast To January | The Stranger | All That's Left | A Short History Of Clouds | Ballad Of The Secret Diary |
When they’re older,
and it’s all abit too late,
no one will be laughing,
about those green things on my plate,
I eat well, I exercise,
I have tons of energy to work,
yet the coolest person in the office,
is an absolute jerk,
I’m known as “the weird one”,
because I’m climbing mountains on the weekends,
im not out being an idiot,
getting wasted with my friends,
Monday 31st December 2018 10:50 am
The sign of Stress leaving your body . The sign of Happiness . A sign like no other . What a difference . Stress Shows . Without Stress who knows .
Monday 31st December 2018 7:53 am
Also by Wendy Higson:Yorkshire Welcomes You | DEMOCRACY | Have a happy Christmas all | IF | WHY SHOULD WE | JUSTICE AND DESCRIMINATION |
Breaking all the shackles
Throwing away all the chains
that were holding her
she finally got rid of the pain
She drew strength
just from within
that was the day she found herself
and realized chasing dreams was not a sin
was not her wish anymore
focusing on herself
became her aim of soul
It was very taxing
To identify her tr...
Monday 31st December 2018 7:36 am
Also by Shuchi Batra:The Lost Girl |
Happy New Year Everyone
As a rhymer I'd be neglecting my duty
To not wish you a Happy New Year
Bate your breath as to what I might say next
To which you can say “Dear oh dear”
It's been bloody hot where I write from
Someone said “Hi you flaming galah”
My reaction to this as an Aussie
(No offence Po....)
One fan of mine (wh...
Monday 31st December 2018 7:33 am
Also by Don Matthews:I Gotta Rhyme 'Bout Something | Stop, Go, Rover | 40 Degrees | Baby Shower | It's the Day Before Christmas | A Very Christmasy Saturday Rhyme | Who Let This Aussie Grammar-Bender In? | I'm Sorry You're Addicted. Signed Rhyme | Brian Says Marmite Is Superior : What Nerve! | Happy Little Hillbillys Counter | Cogitate | Late Arrival | Sisters are a Funny Mix | From Corner Looking Out | Neurons Are Like People | Could be Interesting. Could be Garbage | This is a Weird One | I'm Confused | Rebel | We're Clever Down Here In Australia | When Convention Takes a Hike | Why Do I Write Poetry? | Wake Up Brian. It's 7am | A Human Crisis | Richard Head for President | 12.01 All Done, All Said |
I wish all these happy moments gets freeze in this winter
For ever, Forever!
All pains, sorrows vanish away
Like all yellow leaves falls from trees
I wish all happiness, love and laughter falls upon us
Like a snow fall in the winters and beautifies everything which it covers
Let’s get them freeze along with this breezy chilled wind
I wish all these happy moments gets...
Monday 31st December 2018 7:31 am
Also by Bindu Trigunayak:Its a Christmas Day | Dance to your own Rhythm | Its better to move on | Money is controlling our life | Closed That Chapter for Life Long | After Every Dawn, there is a sunrise |
Monday, December 31, 2018
To remain strong
you got to be among
the people who daily face the struggle
still remain among the people
it gives the courage to withstand
the real difficulties faced
and its origin traced
to go away from the mainstream
may not provide you any beam
or hope of any kind
this must b...
Monday 31st December 2018 5:28 am
Also by Hasmukh Mehta:The human tendency | Calm down when hurt | Single aim of love | Tongue -lethal weapon | No use to cry | Global poets | Back in game | Secret of life | X-mas tree for all | The noble work | Keep clear | The true path | Let us unite | Life is a chance | I am my own woman | Hidden beauty | Say hello | Make it happen | Steady silence | Never complains | The human psychology | The purpose of life | Something to ponder | No boundary for love | Precious tears | Fragrance be smelt | The poetry and mass | Malkign the humanity | Spiritual enjoyment | Real significance | Worthless life | Worthless life | No prelude | Global concept | Selfless creature | The life is | With red rose | Corruption and | Natural instinct | An intimate love | Holy body | Vow with | Life's idelogy | Time bound | Clear funcation | Stay with | Own stability | Love with fragrance | Unsure of | Store nothing | Real poetry | Oh! father | I shall come back | More thirst | What an entry | Escape ego | Small drop | No joke at the poor | With divine reflection | The shining side | With a honor | Give you peace | At the new height | The peace lovers | With an innocence | Journey further |
The Long Notes
I did two long numbers tonight,
Unusual for me,
uncharacteristic you say,
Went well but as ever
I wanted more,
You know the score,
For expression, fame
just tuppenny whores.
Yet still content
to be with like-minded souls,
Beatniks, blues and jazzmen
breathing the same rarified air...
Sunday 30th December 2018 11:00 pm
Also by Chris Bainbridge:Tempted | Donor |
Sunday 30th December 2018 9:21 pm
Also by Lucas B. Foley:sound I | Preface (2008) | first | new | rise | more | peach | rate | turn | embed | everything | layer | race | night | about | away | purpose | however | ear | pen | ocean | Miles From | Subtle Upsides | The End, Again | Charcoal Motorcade Profile | black harsh blue | Crescent |
The Inner Sprawl
A morass wallowing in its own destiny
faces of anguish,vacant, lost in a
conundrum of terrestial confusion
Eagerly in pursuit and pursued
driven by all that should be detested
yet now set upon a pedestal of glory
A beggar with dog of adoring eyes
blue smoke wafts his presence to passers by
Some ignore to rush with bated breath
others bewildered ...
Sunday 30th December 2018 7:36 pm
Also by keith jeffries:Undercurrents | Banks | Nocturnal Incarceration | The Non Event |
Never let Haters Define you by the box they create for you! They persecute you because they FEAR you and your Greatness!
She crawls on self-defeat
with her sore bare feet.
Jagged cracks play on tiles;
i deem them infantile.
Reflections of old wake
as memories overtake
the waterfall of tears
which draws oh so near.
Waves of empty promises
splash against thi...
Sunday 30th December 2018 7:32 pm
Also by Poetikaly Anointed:The Nativity Told Poetikaly |
When school was up I ran to the gate,
I was very young and it was winter rain
And I had forgotten my coat.
I was hungry and waiting, searching every face,
Like one of those little dogs left on the motorway.
One by one the mothers collected their children and took them home.
I was left standing by the gate alone.
Trying to make every stranger's face into he...
Sunday 30th December 2018 4:21 pm
Also by Hannah Collins:To The Sea | The Three Sisters |
'Like he said you get small and you can see yourself and you tell yourself he needs to go to sleep yeah he needs to go to sleep he needs to shut his eyes and relax before he can feel how small he is and how big his pulse is, creeping like spiders across his psyche, his unconscious world pulled tight like babyskin, shaking him awake under the sting of panic over phantoms that were never there.
Sunday 30th December 2018 3:31 pm
Also by Zach Dafoe:Svarmr (12/30/2018) | 0813 (12/16/2018) | 0552 (12/11/2018) |
It soothes it calms
and helps us to reflect
It’s been around for many years
No needles to inject
A wonder of the world
Not the opium of the people
but can be addictive
none the less
In many a crisis it is used
In hospitals or prisons
Suitable from the very young
to those growing old or wizened
It’s suggested if we’re fe...
Sunday 30th December 2018 2:19 pm
Also by Rick Varden:I only work for the council AUDIO | ‘At Christmas time with bells on’ AUDIO | ?At Christmas Timewith Bells on!!? | Virus Alert! | ‘The Scimitar’ | ‘Transfixed’ | The Ostentatious Mr Glitz | If These Things | Hope Valley | I’m not a celebrity | ‘PARLIAMENT’ | Friend or Foe? |
There is immense value
within each one of us
that is cumulatively enriched
when we share with each other.
But when it comes to giving,
sadly we hold back
in the pretext of protecting ourselves
and then ironically wonder
where has the goodness of this world gone?
It takes wisdom to realise
and courage to admit
that what you have accumulated
Sunday 30th December 2018 1:45 pm
Also by Larissa Pereira:Connectedness | Break away |
A Black Red Rose stood in a sparkling vase
As the sun shone through, the water glowed of wine
The thorns surrounded the stem like green lace
Everyone stopped to admire her beauty and strength
Her intricate accents that were enhanced by the sunshine
A curvy, longated stem with length
One day a petal slowly to the ground fell
Than another followed, making a line
Sunday 30th December 2018 1:09 pm
Also by Cassandra Magan:Appreciation | Isabel |
“Wot you looking at?
I can sit ‘ere if I want -
This ain’t the bleedin’ Champs Elysees
an wot if I did take off me knickers
It’s an hot day innit
An’ anyhow ‘e made me put me knee up
to hide me parts
They’re all talk anyhow these philosophers
they don’t reckon us girls -
(I can paint tooy’know)
’an ’course we’re impressed
anyone who can talk for an hour
Sunday 30th December 2018 12:12 pm
Also by Alan Travis Braddock:To the New Year | Poor Bloody Infantry | Escape velocity | Graptolite | Beetle | Gods et. |
I feel like I'm here all alone
There's people here beside me
I know they don't love me
I'm just a wallflower listening to the conversations
If I fade into my mind I'll find hate
Not for anyone here but just myself
I'm in the city of drug addicts
Broken and all alone
I've overdosed myself on love
Now I'm paying that the price in blood
I could get addicted to drugs
That wouldn't fi...
Sunday 30th December 2018 3:26 am
Also by Damon Blackery:Silent and Patient | Space Cowboy 15 Coffee Shop Blues | A Sign of Love | Look At Me | ｔｈｅｓａｄｄｅｓｔｏｆｂｏｙｓ | Words of The Waiting Man 25 ( Drunk, Lonely and Emotional.) | Words of The Waiting Man 24 | A Word From Our Sponsors Today | No Strings Attached | I Won't Love Again | Growing Weary | Midnight Cafe Dreams | Echoes |
held her self still.
recalling her face yet
that with my mouth
I forced the enquiry,
and argued the pressing
to her lips
Like those wants
of wishes sated
we had with marbled hurt
turned one back
against the other,
that was forever
like the past
both of us
Sunday 30th December 2018 1:18 am
Also by Tommy Carroll:Persephone | Then 19 | Nietzsche Declared | Word Smith | Cocktails for who? | What lay between |
I gave you three pennies
that one winter’s morn
when the dancing had finished
and we felt so forlorn.
The first for that kiss
when we were first lovers
ne’er to be broken
lying snug under covers.
The second for our child
for one oh so fair
a cherished little treasure
but not long for this air.
The third for hearts broken
no healing can mend
Sunday 30th December 2018 1:14 am
Also by Jon Stainsby:Eternal Relief | A chariot bringing good news | Lark song | Ghosts of the past | Naked | No Silence | Wanderings |
How we love those Christmas songs
That take us where the heart belongs
And happy days that go so fast
Recalling a past we'd love to last.
But as the festive days recede
And we look to where our lives will lead
Each in our own way - with cheer or tear
Says hello to a brand new year.
So - raise a toast - and raise a smile
And reach out over many a mile
Sunday 30th December 2018 12:31 am
Also by M.C. Newberry:HIGH WHITE CLOUDS | CHRISTMAS SNOW - sung by Marcie Summers (bless her memory). | WHEN CHRISTMAS COMES AROUND - a seasonal carol/song | 'ALLO 'ALLO | THOUGHTS AT CHRISTMAS - a seasonal re-post | DEVON LANE | SIBLING SENTIMENT - a Saturday theme poem | REMEMBERING HARRY O'NEIL | MOVE IT! - a Saturday theme poem | TESTING TIMES - a Saturday "theme" poem |
When the moon wanes
and shadows cast; long and deep
When the soul billows bleak
to the fatigued of life
I will breath for you
as you turn frail and fall
like autumn leaves
I will love you all the more
Saturday 29th December 2018 10:02 pm
Also by DESMOND CHILDS:Gaze of time | Black roses | succubus |
Location! Location! Location! It’s a mantra
the upwardly mobile intone,
who have set up shop elsewhere –
catchpenny merchants with tricks up sleeves,
purveyors of pleasures and deals.
On a street where ripples of boom
and bust have long since subsided
beneath the tide of failure
the footfall of ‘three day millionaires’
kept all the rest in business.
Saturday 29th December 2018 10:07 am
Also by David Cooke:A Waldorf Salad |
You think that time would make it easier and maybe I'd just forget.
I still think about that day often but I'm starting to think about it less.
I don't know if I should feel guilty because you're not always on my mind.
Or maybe that's just what happens when you've been gone such a long time.
I do wonder if you'd be proud of me and the things that I've done.
Would you tell me that you're happy...
Saturday 29th December 2018 7:18 am
Also by Nick:Vasovagal Syncope. |
I've not been on long for a while
My hearts been broken for a while
My feelings have been taken to trial
But I've been thinking a while
So many people around me but feeling lonely
I'm a mother but sometimes it's hard to find me
Some times I just long for trust
Not many peoples wishes but I'm begging I must
Unload my troubles
To some people I could be speaking just bu...
Friday 28th December 2018 10:34 pm
It's not just the plunge
it's walking BLIND
No one to hold my hand
no one to understand
my need to know
so I can go
the best way for me
for my pain
I do not mean to
I'm just starting
this journey late...
By Lynn Hahn
Friday 28th December 2018 8:01 pm
Also by lynn hahn:THINK AGAIN | MR TAX MAN | THE RED HAIRED ANGEL | WOOF WOOF |
We’d gone to watch it in a pub near Durham in April of last year. We’d taken a cottage for the weekend to celebrate my 65th. Jayce had been mortified. It was the weekend of the big match and all his friends and family had got tickets to Wembley to watch it. But we’d phoned the pub up and they’d assured us it would be on the big screen. So we went.
The bar was almost empty when we arrived b...
Friday 28th December 2018 6:36 pm
Also by John Coopey:THE OFFICE CHRISTMAS DO | STUPID WOMAN | AND SO THIS IS BREXIT | THE GOVERNESS | GIVE THE DOG A BONE | RUNNING SCARED | THUMBS UP! | KEN DODD'S DOG'S DAD'S DIED | UP THE ARSE 2 |
It's easier to believe
I am a child of the most high God
than to live a life of despair.
It's easier to believe
everything happens for a reason
than to question fate.
It's easier to believe
love is everywhere
than to give in to hate.
It's easier to believe
than remain a victim.
It's easier to believe
in abundant blessings
than mounting problems.
It's easier ...
Friday 28th December 2018 5:30 pm
Also by Vautaw:Connections | Quill | My Muse |
Because I can no longer kiss you
no longer feel your skin
beneath my fingers
or hear you in the night
Because I can no longer call you
no longer sound your name
beneath my breath
or hear you whisper soft
Because I could not stop time passing
could not return time's sand
beneath its glass
or heal the wounds of time
Because I could not hold you here
could yet y...
Friday 28th December 2018 2:18 pm
Also by Chris Armstrong:And so this is eX Ministerial Accord Season | The Ghost of Christmas Passed | The Siren | The Love Token | Conversation in a Harbour Cafe | The Scribe and his Lover | Colourblind |
It started so tentatively.
Arms reaching awkwardly,
a frisson of fear until
her arms respond.
A nervous coming together of lips,
which then part
to allow a hesitant foray
past the confines of teeth.
as tongues begin to twine,
at first timidly,
then with increasing confidence.
Gradually, the embrace becomes tighter,
yet more comfortable,
Friday 28th December 2018 1:50 pm
Also by Trevor Alexander:Theresa May Not | Heartache | Christmas Is Coming | Twitter Twit |
I didn’t really understand what you meant
When you said you saw a family picnicking
And they were happier than you,
Even though I felt it must be true.
And when you said you were happier than I was,
I knew you weren’t actually speaking to me,
But I decided to stay miserable
Just so your poem would always be true.
Friday 28th December 2018 9:23 am
Also by Randy Horton:Christmas Rap | Advice for Nonbelievers | Another Train Song | Salutations for Sally | Close to the Flames |
It's 2 o clock in the morning, soon 3 then 4!
It's a cold, cold night and the rain does pour.
I'm not as young as I was, but a job to be done.
As I pack away the famous Knotty Ash drum.
The moggy skin coat I lay across the back seat.
Dicky Mint sits quietly, another show complete.
These times can be hard, but please hear this.
The day will come when these times I will miss.
Friday 28th December 2018 9:22 am
We hold them until the joy
Runs out of their faces
And they give up
Any notion of escape
They walk around timidly
Mouthing what we drill into them
Without too much stuttering
A few are more difficult
To break we defer to
The more experienced amongst us
To show us the advanced techniques
Of course we are constantly
Monitored so any sign of sympathy
Thursday 27th December 2018 4:18 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:Nudes | Comfortable | Your Blue Period | Academia | Thank You | What if tomorrow comes? | Tonight | This Winter | The war on people | Dual Diagnoses | I become more difficult |
Merry Christmas to me!
In the wee hours of the mellow moon
That shines like a keyhole to Heaven
I have a belly once more that 'knows'
Its God-given design -
To receive my food
And de-construct it
With purpose unparalleled
Re-constructing those elements
That nurture my physical body
Leaving my brain, my 'soul'
To thrive in their own esoteric sph...
Thursday 27th December 2018 2:01 pm
outstretched hand your hand
reciting the parts of
you like a litany to me
[everything that I can still remember]
singing your life like a
lost among the
waves of time
Thursday 27th December 2018 1:21 pm
Also by ha'azinu:II. | I. |
A bright day
I wish it's a long time until
the sun goes down
The sun never goes down
in my realm
the ruler proudly proclaimed
and looked out
of the window in the tower
beyond the horizon
farther that the eye could see
You can see
in a different view
the jester said teasingly
The sun always goes
Out there he hurried
Copyright © 1992 by nal...
Thursday 27th December 2018 12:33 pm
Also by nale:Let's try once more |
the sun stretched on the morning full of dew
white butterflies enjoy orange ostrich pistils
I was face down in a sad moment
the sense of self extinction was stunned
singing birds swinging on guava leaves
the young tip tinged with joyful luster
my desire ran aground in a fake atmosphere
my dream is entangled in thousands of questions
rooster shouting in hoarse voice
lined up the geese ...
Thursday 27th December 2018 11:56 am
Also by Suko Waspodo:What I'm Waiting for | Your Presence | Miss You Endlessly | For You (That's Far but Near) | No Longer Lonely | The Morning Star | Yearning | Unforgettable | About You | I Wanna Make Love with You | Rhythm of the Winds | Just A Mere Daydream | Bless Me | Romantic Desire | The Rhythm of Life | Our Love Will Last Forever | Script Without Words |
Your own mind is yours to keep,
as long as you don't decide to follow the sheep,
Start bending all reality, this will give you your own normality,
Dance in your own style and you will stand out a mile,
Sing songs where ever you go and put on your own one man show,
Do what you want, will make you full of glee,
Then you will find you will be absolutely free,
Freedom is a state of mind and thi...
Thursday 27th December 2018 11:42 am
Also by Pip Thomas:The Nucleus | Fortune favours the brave | Who Say's I Can't Be Happy All The Time | Hello All You Heroes | I will show you paradise | Pan of Scouse | The fall and rise of paradise. |
If your heart needs a hug so warm,
that your sorrows take a melting fall,
then don't you worry, just turn to me
and see that my eyes say it all.
For i don't think that you might know,
my heart has taken you in call,
and no part of mine agrees to say,
but it's just my that eyes say it all.
You may be there or may be not,
my eyes will be in search of yours,
Thursday 27th December 2018 7:09 am
Also by khushal kothari:Soldiers, our strengths. | A Recipe for Happiness |
Oh, god! Here I'm
In front of you,
Ready to be redeemed
Me, the twin-legged little monster
your magnificiant creation
long long ago
the shadows of wealth
the shadows of love n hate
your beloved creations on earth
everything in this world
and the other world
The Gnome of shadows!
Of shadows only!!
Thursday 27th December 2018 4:05 am
Also by Vinod K A:Ugly beauty |
She tastes love lips
But he was no angel
In a world filled with mayhem
She seeks he who is stable
Foundations that maintain
Love that withstands
Friendship is of the essence
Loyalty that is infinite
Wondering souls unite
Ties begin to merge
Bonds bound to the will of spirits
True intimacy is experience
He tastes loves lips
But she wasn’t...
Thursday 27th December 2018 3:54 am
The ornaments of truths, the hidden needlework
The webs and knots of me lay out the lace of love
The beads of words spell out the truths for you to hold
And as you pull the strings, I'm gracefully undone
And maybe this is it, and maybe that's the day
That everything before was destined to create
And I will gladly take each silent come what may
And may it come right now, ...
Wednesday 26th December 2018 8:50 pm
Also by C Banning:(untitled) | (untitled) | (untitled) | Ashes | Something To Remember | (untitled) | (untitled) | To my sister | If Only |
Been happy or Been sad,
fulfillment or not attaining your desires
it comes with alot of emotions.
Finding a purpose in chaos
stuck in the system for ages
motivation to feel alive again
After chains of break down leading to a break forth.
Beautiful thing about life its more about re writing than writing
It makes you tear down so you can break through
Wednesday 26th December 2018 5:34 pm
DEATH OF A BAR
The warmth has gone,
the boar's head taken down
all fireplace brick surrendered
to the sledgehammer,
that old woman who
punished fruit machines
denied her homebound pleasure,
the jaunty evening crowd
now scattered like funeral ash.
The barmaid with her optimistic hair
left stranded, the perrenial
Wednesday 26th December 2018 3:45 pm
Also by john short:NIGERIAN VILLAGES |
Oh How Then
The powers that be took us into this mess
And we as people decided to act
Yes that’s right we banged our pans and spoons
Screeching ENOUGH IS ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!
You there over there yes you in Europe
With your plans and rules and laws and languages
We are English and do not want your rules
Or to be ruled by you from citadel Europe
What will we gain from this?...
Wednesday 26th December 2018 12:06 pm
Also by NICK ARMBRISTER:Peace Future Peace | Before She Fades | Layered Cake |
how you were a single flower
In an evergreen forest?
The weight of the branches
smothering your chances of survival.
how you found energy
falling from the clouds in bright streaks of light:
rays that came from the heavenly bodies.
Wednesday 26th December 2018 5:39 am
Also by hk:Monday December 3, 2018, 5:06 PM |
Staggering beside the carts, like dull warhorses,
we stumble along endless tracks and mud-souped ditches,
always stooped, intent upon the next step.
Rattling behind, grisly chains of disarticulated bones,
tied by tendons and ligaments, trail beyond past horizons,
a century of war.
Rainbows always cry.
The holly bears a bloody fruit.
All victors ethically vanquished.
Monday 24th December 2018 11:56 pm
Past 3 O’Clock
Still, the moon like
frost across the bedroom
we find the language
we spoke as
when our minds
and our hearts
We hold hope within us,
like a little house
swelling with light
in the darkness
of a late
listening to the gentle sounds
of those I love
Monday 24th December 2018 11:34 pm
Also by Tom Harding:December 21st | DO NOT | WAITRESS |
it could be soon
— i will run out
that have not
been said before.
doomed to be ordinary,
to recycle rhymes
and steal sentences.
to boldly claim
to pour my heart out,
only for it to have
been said before
Monday 24th December 2018 8:14 pm
Also by Grape:to those who continue to wrong me | December |
ALL THE VERY BEST TO YOU AND YOURS ROSE
Monday 24th December 2018 5:50 pm
I didn't write as they said,
directed or instructed.
Naturally I was outcasted.
I was not in a hyped review or
"Just gibberish" they said.
I didn't not mind.
Why should I ?
My words and emotions are
no saleable commodities.
I write for I have to write.
My joys within are my best reviews.
Monday 24th December 2018 4:53 pm
Also by AVISHEK GHOSH:Just a Teardrop | Life's Poetry | Shadow |
Merry Christmas, my dear friends!
At this holy feast let's holdout's hands!
Let’s think and dream of the best!
You are all my dearest and blessed.
Without you, I can’t imagine my life,
And with you, I can stand any strife.
Long awaited Christmas has come!
For me and you, it’s a true momentum.
The holy star, my friends, has lightened,
The whole world for us has brightened.
Monday 24th December 2018 3:12 pm
Also by Larisa Rzhepishevska:Md | To Smoke Before Bedtime | (untitled) | There was nothing much to do… | We All Die Someday |
I've been extra good this year
All I want is a cure for my
rare brain disease because
see Santa I was given this
disease before I left my
mothers womb so long
But life since that time has
been up and down daily like
a rocking roller coaster riding
throughout a non-stoppable
hurricane that is enough to
drive one ...
Monday 24th December 2018 2:37 pm
The Last Words My Granny Said To Me
It’s with regret that I think about Granny
And the kind words that were left unsaid
And the ways that I wished, that I’d made my last peace
But I’ve missed my last chance now she’s dead
If I could re-run our last conversation
I’m sure that I wun’t have provoked
I wish I’d have seen her, just one more last time
Monday 24th December 2018 9:43 am
Also by kJ Walker:The Day That Our Dad Came Home Sober |
I have an air of something missing
Like I forgot my key
Perhaps we should entwine again
So I can test the theory
That youre the something missing
Youre the key
That would open
And maybe thats what I am afraid of ....
Sunday 23rd December 2018 6:19 am
Also by Nicola Byrnes:Whenever | sometimes i think |
Are they fireflies or cigarettes
darting into the night
in the safety of shadow
your body presses against mine
Touch my chest and you'll feel
there is a space beside my heart
it's there that I detach myself
behind a firewall of truth
none on the other side persists
The things that we do in the dark...
I have lived so many years of my life
with the dark at the end of the s...
Saturday 22nd December 2018 12:35 pm
Also by Tom Alexander:The Wind Is Howling | Anatomy of Longing |
What ordeal had he endured that threw him
into solitude and made him a sojourner?
Was it the memories of lost lovers, their faded lilt
echoing against the butter walls of cold sandstone quarries
in the memorials of his distant homeland?
Perhaps a frightened memory of walking weed-choked
paths leading reluctantly to an ancient ruined abbey
where black twis...
Friday 21st December 2018 11:44 pm
Also by Chris Hubbard:Time |
Parliament’s off on its jollies,
The Speaker removed from his chair.
Oh how I will miss these comedians
But their break’s far too short, so beware.
So what will I do with no Brexit TV?
No Commoners standing to bleat.
Will BBC Parliament go off the air,
Or fill my spare time with repeats?
I wish I could say that I’m better informed
By listening in to the House....
Friday 21st December 2018 5:21 pm
Also by Stephen Mellor:Definition - Confused |
Haunted in the half sunken darkness
Some Christmases you don’t know
What to say to each other
Apart from simply walking to your family.
Smiling at couples walking around
Frozen ponds with their dogs
And children making snowmen
Out of the white mysteries on the floor
Moments tied up in images
Outside other people’s houses
With lights on their windows
Like lifted eyes facing the light
Friday 21st December 2018 12:42 pm
Quiet now, no peal or clink left of the day,
all dancing, singing, thanking done,
now speed the pulse through night.
A new morning will wake us soon
and wash all that away.
Plans for this and plans for that may knock on doors
of minds still blinking, blinded by
the flash of records made.
So lock and bolt secure those gates
and let your hearts restore....
Friday 21st December 2018 12:05 pm
Also by Peter Taylor:RAILWAY EXPERIENCE | WAKING UP TO SNOW |
This was written recently by my sister who suffers from Alzheimers. I should not say "suffers" because she cheerfully accepts the different plane that it has set her on apart from the <normal> world. A very gifted author and poet the disease has cruely manifested itself by upsetting the language function of the brain, yet I find her latest works intensely moving and brave.
This now, i...
Thursday 20th December 2018 2:40 pm
Do not judge me for my actions.
Do not chide me for my mistakes.
Do not jeer at my defeat.
Do not cheer at my frustrations.
Do not laugh at my heartache.
For every chink in my armor and for every new battle scar,
comes with it a reinvigorated fervor to soar beyond what were once thought to be peaks.
So do not pave where I have misstepped with your 'I told you sos' and 'you'll ...
Thursday 20th December 2018 10:49 am
Also by Clarke:Filial piety | Makings | Reckoning | Pomelo |
The beauty of writing is in the accessibility to everyone. All you need is a laptop or pen. Some people have own diaries, some write articles for websites or run blogs, some of them create unique and catchy advertisement titles. These people always want their writings to be better. There is a list of useful resources for writers. They are indispensable helpers for those who want to become a words...
Thursday 20th December 2018 6:26 am
I live upon Marley’s yard
His stride, his walk
His chains and fetters
gladly received by me
From time spent past
Oh. That I may seek
That I may again gaze upon
The sun of woven fields
Where I once sat
Between sheaves of wheat
And ears of corn
To not be shorn by the guilt of guilty parties
Thrown and tidied together in grieving harm
To judge and scorn
Wednesday 19th December 2018 10:55 pm
Also by Martin Elder:Pay |
My family will say something
And within a year if that
It will be a fact
It might be that legwarmers are coming back
Or about genetic memory
Or about a U-turn in politics
Smoking a fag at a back door
Or some beer garden
At a christening or a funeral
Just like that
If you say something is real
Then it is
My family will say something
And within a few ...
Wednesday 19th December 2018 12:01 am
She grew in my hands
until I could no longer
hold her weight
and her flower
eclipsed my face
I cried as I buried her
and the earth swallowed
my tears with thirsty gulps
she drank from me until
I was dry and I was dry for weeks
Proudly, she stood under my window
sill, with bright petals and a strong stem
she waited for me to come again
But I did not want to ...
Tuesday 18th December 2018 11:45 pm
They said worship us and you'll live
They said touch us and you'll live
They see a face worn out
They see a coward with doubts
That's why they think I'm a hollow threat they have to surround
They think they can see the dead remains inside
Fools! because they never looked me in the eye
If they had they'll know they've been defeated even before all this started o...
Tuesday 18th December 2018 7:46 pm
Also by Dark_horizon:Door of a Believer | Wind | Still |
She walks in Beauty
I know a girl whose smile
Is as warm as August sunshine
A girl whose eyes shine
Like the pole star.
A girl whose heart is so powerful
She will share her only food
With people living on wild winter streets.
Behind her smile she hides
The feel of a rifle in her mouth as she is raped
Under a merciless Eritrean sun.
Behind her eyes she hides...
Tuesday 18th December 2018 4:15 pm
Also by eve nortley:This Christmas | Time stands still | Found Poetry | Fight Back | Hair - like I care! | small things...matter | Tonight I will go home and cry |
What you see in me
That makes you think I can do this
I tell you that I can’t
And all you do is push
I don’t know if I can continue
Everytime I try
All I hear
Are your words
Telling me not to fail
How much more
Do you think I can give
I am drowning
In your expectations
And my breath comes shorter with every wave
I think that if...
Tuesday 18th December 2018 3:24 pm
You saw how we live
You became jealous
The way we are close
And you became envious
Our affairs drives you insane
The love we practice
Makes you wish
Our disputes are undisclosed
That makes you uncomfortable
The way we walk in the street,
Makes you look like a witch
I admire a pretty girl in the street
My lady knows of it either ways
I received a visitor and you became a s...
Tuesday 18th December 2018 12:27 pm
Also by Kporho Raphael Oyeke:Empty Treasury |
Playing with Fire Dangers of playing with Fire. Sounds obvious to me , I mean it’s fire who doesn’t know that ? But not every time will a person be afraid to get burned . The thought of how it will feel or what to expect . The curiosity or the what if . But then again it wouldn’t happen to me I’m smarter than the average caveman I got this . Sometimes we know we could potentially get burned a...
Tuesday 18th December 2018 3:27 am
Also by Natalie Johnson:(untitled) | Wasted Time | Pride comes before destruction |
The cracks in the wall remind me of you,
Their tiny twisting fingers like veins,
winding up through plaster and
Pressing unwanted gifts into a sweaty palm,
Until spider web constructions
slip their strings to the floor,
only to shatter and unveil
their bodies caked in blackness.
The trailer slumps in a brown-green field,
Its frame in pieces behind
Broken nets o...
Monday 17th December 2018 6:14 pm
Understanding the laws of the universe
Puts you in a position of overwhelming doubt
As your mind tells you that God would never take the form of a human scout
Decaying in this moment of nonsensical bout.
God doesn’t sit on a cloud
God doesn’t pretend to shout
God doesn’t want to meet you
Or question the defiance from the stench of your wet mouth.
The Universe is filled with mathematica...
Monday 17th December 2018 3:13 pm
Also by David Irvine:Cunt | Feel It | Interstellar |
Chestfull of Grief
Full of Mischief
Scan my Matter
I am a Thief
Don’t listen to Spirit
Just Seeking Relief
Trauma of Belief
Rivers to Conquer
I am the Dirt
The Soil that Speaks
Monday 17th December 2018 9:45 am
Through trials and tears and stagnant moments of time built up over the years and when I felt all of my love and my giving in my soul dying - through handfuls of tears I spent crying until they subsided into painful silence and blank stares - I am happy to find you at the ends of my fingertips in such inevitability and certainty.
Happy to in a way that only life lessons and simply...
Monday 17th December 2018 2:26 am
Life in the night – trees unseen, the
woods a hidden myth, staggering
from step to unsure step, your path
is faith, your direction trust.
Safety: a myth, security: fib,
walking in darkness, way marks hid,
headway is made past obstacles
obscured, dark’s blackness: fear complete.
So rises the dawn, return of
the light, letting you see the way
through the trees...
Sunday 16th December 2018 3:48 pm
Also by Rich:Tech Life | Come Back |
We know each year it comes to us
Darkness, to bright cold winter days
The greens become a golden yellow
Before bareness reveals ageing old oaks
Yet cousins stay that darker luscious green
And brave red berries are to be born again
In time for their festive December displays
Birds, squirrels, foxes and rats still search
To find enough to live in our way
Close enough, but not as our pre...
Sunday 16th December 2018 1:14 pm
I feel no warmth in your stay,
only light flames from your exhaust lead the way.
The deadliest parts of you,
I hold high and mighty.
“Clearly it’s not working out”
you tell me while I’m crying
what’s wrong with me
Sunday 16th December 2018 5:12 am
Also by Eden Louise:(untitled) |
Mind the gaps.
There are no happy ever afters,
just some gaps between the tears,
with houses packed unto their rafters
in which you can forget your fears
surrounded by those who love you
and perhaps by those that you love too.
I do hope your gaps are many;
And that your tears are singularly few
for while our tears are two-a-penny
such gaps are quite pricele...
Saturday 15th December 2018 11:26 pm
Samuel Oldknow poetry special
spoken word Christmas cheer
season greetings to all
uncertain drinkers showed fear
ordered pints dived downstairs
before poets could explain
no forceful approach intended
to take sacred vow
cut wrists give blood
sacrifice mortal human spirit
experience open mic session
give poetry a chance!
Landlord had to whisper
as they fled be...
Saturday 15th December 2018 3:30 pm
Also by Nigel Astell:Falling in Love with Someone |
This weeks theme sisters..this was an itch I had to scratch and WoL is the only place I can scratch it....
A Gap in a Curtain
She stood looking through a gap a few inches wide,
the fear on her face she could not hide.
My stomach lurched at this meekness of spirit,
filling every inch of me with a sadness aching and raw
for I knew that my parents could have done no more.
Saturday 15th December 2018 9:11 am
Also by Taylor Crowshaw:Our Pets | When Did My Mother Arrive? | I Have Had a Life | The Huntress | First One Last |
I still remember the first day
I laid eyes on him
Wearing nothing but a greasy shirt
Caught all my attention
Since then I went out every Friday
Met at your local place when you were with her
I must admit It wasn't easy
She was a ten but I knew her game
She fought with class
Such a fash, I didn't play with rules
Don't put the blame now on me
Friday 14th December 2018 11:08 pm
Also by Dean99:Oldest Friend | Unnamed |
In two eyes just one dream
living through one stream
if I was told the scheme
would I have stayed
silence filled with thoughts
no place for hidden spots
who wouldn’t have sought
for ever more
but time took your heart
and now we grew apart
i wonder when I did start
to look away
now in my lonely nights
you visite as sweet sad sights
and in the...
Friday 14th December 2018 9:02 pm
Also by racha:a song | a tinkerer's heart | cycle | preacher |
christmas is ridiculous
a frenzy of indoctrination
pressure to participate
inculcated in the kids
while parents go insane
it goes against the grain to be
so busy at this time of year
we should be curled up by the fire
not fucking running round so wired
to buy this tat that no one needs
sanctifying endless greed...
Friday 14th December 2018 4:45 pm
I wish for you to leave,
'cause I've had enough to grieve.
I hope for me to heal,
there's nothing that I can feel.
Every moment I spend with you,
there is a lot that I'm going through.
The scars that you've left on my heart,
is wrenching my soul apart.
But.. it's okay if you wish to stay,
it will be just one less pain.
The pain of losing you..
Friday 14th December 2018 4:01 pm
Been drunk twice today, once
in the haze of dawn in slumbered pile, again
before night's drape had drawn a while, while
in-between, through sober gaze, I wished
for clouds that went clockwise by.
Have spun the empty bottle dry, in rounds
with friends who faked a smile, but once
the bell had closed that night, and rung
in hollowed echoed sigh, I stared
at lonely stars trail by.
Friday 14th December 2018 1:14 pm
Also by Ciaran Cunningham:SUNRISE | TODAY | TO CHOOSE |
How melancholy are we now.
Your ghost heart beating so slowly,
I tell you things but they don’t make a sound.
How tired, how tired you are.
I meet apathy under your eyes.
How intangible is the light from the stars.
What is it to you now?
Is it silence, is it that I look into your eyes and see stone.
At what heartbeat of the clock did absence meet your bones?
Thursday 13th December 2018 4:45 pm
Also by Sarah Mae:The Art of Moving Forward |
A poem for children
We dearly love old Santa Claus
who works all year without a pause.
This year his reindeer went on strike
they thought he'd have to use his trike!
Santa said -
You ask your contract be renewed
but think of all the oats you've chewed!
Overtime for the long night's haul
'on snowy roofs we risk a fall'.
You demand Monclers and furry boots
I see you ...
Thursday 13th December 2018 4:03 pm
Also by Jennifer Malden:Tom Turkey's lament |
There once was a man, filled with sorrow
Heart in his hands, but it beats hollow
Longing for happiness, to make a new connection
Someone to pick him up and give life direction
Afraid of once again being misled,
He kneels in silence and unwavering dread.
Tears down his face, cause him to rust
He knows not whom he can trust.
So here he stays, abused and broken
Wednesday 12th December 2018 7:06 pm
Also by Rex Troxell:Life's a Buzz | Sundae Orchestra | Across Styx |