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III.
outstretched hand your hand
grasping reminding
reciting the parts of
you like a litany to me
[everything that I can still remember]
singing your life like a
prayer
staccato
pestilence petulence
precision
lost among the
waves of time
this time.
Thursday 27th December 2018 1:21 pm
Your Happiness is My Happiness
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
The Gnome
Oh, god! Here I'm
Right back!
In front of you,
Ready to be redeemed
Me, the twin-legged little monster
your magnificiant creation
long long ago
To swallow
the shadows of wealth
To gulp
the shadows of love n hate
To glut
your beloved creations on earth
To gorge
everything in this world
and the other world
The Gnome of shadows!
Of shadows only!!
Thursday 27th December 2018 4:05 am
A Recipe for Happiness
Find the darkness in your days,
and kill it in the silent nights,
then let others notice and say,
your shine has gone up to what heights.
Yet don't be done with what you have,
just spread your wings and jump to fly,
there's much you have done yesterday,
there's more you have to do tonight.
When you watch the tables turn,
and god takes test at every turn,
the...
Tuesday 25th December 2018 10:25 am
What I'm Waiting for
the hue of the morning had a light drizzle
the sun gazed softly at the Goddess sweetly
I hurriedly opened the green lush
hope it's warm in the middle of the hut
the gurgling flow caresses
when natural singing lulls
soft grasshopper kiss on thatch
make life harmoniously balanced
really the Goddess missed by people
doesn't want to suffer from the rain
prostrating begging in silence
Hi...
Monday 24th December 2018 11:58 pm
Your Presence
Quiet twilight surrounding nature afternoon break. Your time is crawling Your promise complete. Not afraid to wait for the savior to come. Even though the taunts continued.
The donkey ushered in a quiet journey. The feeling of pain was exhausted and sad, blue. Faithful husband cooperates with holy conscience. Sure You are the hope for humanity that is being sad.
As cold as the whimpering win...
Monday 24th December 2018 4:00 pm
Quill
Publish your poems,
your stories,
your soul songs.
A world of lonely people
are waiting for you
with open arms.
Saturday 22nd December 2018 7:28 pm
Ugly beauty
You are the one
Who sees ugly things in
beautiful ones
You are the one
who sees beautiful things
in ugly ones
You are beautiful
and ugly also
Saturday 22nd December 2018 11:04 am
Miss You Endlessly
dusk creeping into the night
the grasshopper choir sighed
choked feeling gripping
jokes always delete it badly
the rest of the rain wet the garden chairs
boisterous frog chats sound hoarse
self-esteem lonely no friends
the desire to meet urged the chest tight
night insects call for incandescent lights
bats touch wet leaves
reach your dark shadow disguised
I want to entertain in a po...
Wednesday 19th December 2018 8:21 am
The Nativity Told Poetikaly
Three Wise Men-
traveling.
A Star Mapped
A Babe Wrapped
in swaddled clothes
for the wind blows.
Herod seeks Mary's womb
through Magi to cause doom.
They hunt The Messiah,
the Son of Jehovah.
Angel's voice protects them,
saving us from mayhem.
Baby Jesus was spared
Mary and Joseph faired
well and found a manger
as they escaped danger.
Peace befell Bethlehem
Behold God's Pr...
Tuesday 18th December 2018 9:41 pm
God Is No Man
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
For You (That's Far but Near)
we have a different length of stay
news streak without cut
your face is often invisible
the taste of your flesh permeates the soul
boisterous charm of my heart
I hope you are always present
millions of blooms blushed
unable to reduce your beautiful fragrance
I know a lot of beetles miss honey
worry about flowers can't pass
the wind that passed was so soft
divert my flower from the c...
Friday 14th December 2018 6:03 pm
No Longer Lonely
in a short period that feels long
the time marker is so slow to reach hope
see your pretty face at first sight
starting with the flame of romance revealed
seconds of time in rhythm of heart beat
anxious fire stings the turmoil
not willing when passed without humming
the present sigh did not want to be quiet
twilight welcomes the moon
gloomy landscape decorated with lights
spoiled sel...
Tuesday 11th December 2018 1:05 am
The Morning Star
riding we drive a star
as far as we can shine
let's be even brighter
and let the whole world
to see us real
you and I are the morning star
together we are like gold
let's decorate the sky full moon
we shield the universe sky freely
the world looks up
to see our cheerful luster
the magic of perfect love
that we carry
let's show what we can do
all the star songs we sing
***
Sol...
Monday 10th December 2018 3:52 pm
Yearning
on the face I caught cloudy
sadness doesn't go away
even though it has been forced to sing
try to cheer up your loneliness
raindrops wet the earth
touch me hope
the sorrow will disappear
if I could play the role of the sun
undoubtedly it was thick and thick
I breathe cold swish season
will my warm presence be necessary
hold ourselves intimate warmly
mix desires not to be frozen
Sunday 9th December 2018 2:39 am
Charles Bukowski (Way He Writes)
Charles Bukowski
Charles Bukowski was quite a character. Bukowski relied on experience, emotion, and imagination in his work, using direct language and violence and sexual imagery. Many people found his writing offensive. He writes with a nothing-to-lose truthfulness which makes him different from most writers. Bukowski was very much into alcohol, sex and even violence. Bukowski went to scho...
Saturday 8th December 2018 5:20 am
Unforgettable
half dream half real
your face is present charm
enter the heart space
has been locked in silence
in a sensory virtual frame
knitting orange memories
involve human heart braid
change sadness to happiness
thousands of flowers
make a fragrant soul
decorate jokes of conscience
the promise is expressed
in beautiful words for all the time
in real worldly wandering
swinging steps hit ...
Friday 7th December 2018 3:46 pm
Ernest Hemingway (Rules of Writing) My Own Hemingway Poem
Ernest Hemingway
Hemingway was quite an interesting man. He had a certain way of writing; a certain set up. Back then he once states,"The writers job is to tell the truth." everytime he was stuck while writing he would remind himself of this. Start off with the truest sentence you know, it could be anything. Use short sentences and short paragraphs but have multiple sections, don't just let it ...
Friday 7th December 2018 6:19 am
Psychology and Poetry in the Same Bed
There's many things behind poetry that is still a mystery today. Why does it make us feel a certain way when certain words are placed together? Is it that it's relatable? Nostalgic? Reassuring? I know many people that don't enjoy poetry and many that do. Why is that? Are those that dislike it close-minded? Does it show they haven't been through what the poem is implying, therefore they can't relat...
Friday 7th December 2018 5:48 am
About You
about you ...
your fingers are tiny flexible
hand-held soft desire
vibrating romance more beautiful
our passion is cordially welcomed
about you ...
your skin is straight yellow
stroked my passion fascinated
turmoil increasingly touched intentions
I kissed your cheeks pink blushing
about you ...
you hair is black and bright
touch my desire for outlets
amazingly fragrant
make me wi...
Thursday 6th December 2018 3:50 pm
II.
toxic train track
metal waste raindrop
incarcerated too long too late
no reply.
faintly.
Risk until one always.
Any ways. Anyways.
fastforward. Visual rewind
incongruity. Incongruous.
Inferior absolutes. Taste
lingering remnant after
gauzy impossibility.
Ending. Search mystified.
Final helping of emptiness
Thursday 6th December 2018 2:13 pm
I Wanna Make Love with You
I wanna make love with you
let my fingers caress gently
crossing the curves of your body
let the spoiled movement wrap
washed away in your beautiful hair
I wanna make love with you
your lips are splendidly full
I warmly turtle each other
let it pull out the body's desires
and our love is increasingly intertwined
I wanna make love with you
moist eyes stroking all of you
your body is...
Wednesday 5th December 2018 5:16 pm
Fool's game
Fuck it, I will let myself fall
I'll allow my stupid heart to get broken
Hopefully you're worth it
If you're not, then perhaps I deserve it.
You could be everything
You could be nothing
You could be the highest of highs or the most epic of lows
You could be my ebb, you could be my flow
You could be just one night
You could be the love of my life!
You could b...
Wednesday 5th December 2018 12:52 pm
Rhythm of the Winds
I heard the symphony of the day
I don't need to buy
I stopped listening to music playback
through leaves from one tree to another
the wind starts the violin
use sandalwood as rent
chasing songs full of souls
and gently carried around the branches
a calm breeze came
larger strings burst in
strong strains increase fast
and I listen to the melody pervade
gusts on the grass play soft...
Tuesday 4th December 2018 1:39 pm
NOT REALLY A STRANGER
NOT REALLY A STRANGER
I don't know what the right term is
For this kind of tide
It is high but not stormy
Grey flecked with white
Slightly misty, bad tempered
I get the feeling it would like
To burst through the walls
And drown me quietly
I stare through the windows
Of a seafront bistro
Designed to show the bay
At its best to visitors
But the waves ...
Monday 3rd December 2018 6:26 pm
Just A Mere Daydream
I want you on my lap
both of us enjoy the beautiful night
staring at the moon starred
whispered spelling our hopes
I want to rub your smile
with a warm loving look
convincing you of my true nature
embed white love in the niche of your heart
I want to warm my darling
through a soft kiss on your forehead
so that you absorb the sincerity of my love
always united with the smell of love
Monday 3rd December 2018 4:21 pm
Bless Me
my Lord ...
grant me a heart that is always awake
which is not infested with false dreams
until I do not turn away from You
my Lord ...
give me grace the heart
which is not diminished by unworthy desires
my Lord ...
grant me a straight and honest heart
who are not persuaded and plunged
by what I consider reasonable but dangerous
my Lord ...
give me a strong heart
which will not ...
Monday 3rd December 2018 1:32 pm
Romantic Desire
even though we're more certain we'll meet
but there is still anxious confusion
my longing is mounting in my heart
can't wait to count the ticking time
the interwoven words unravel the taste
you remind me I'll be disappointed
but my answer to you remains the same
I love you just the way you are
I've prepared a truly heart
but there was always pounding
I want to be the best for you
an...
Sunday 2nd December 2018 1:03 pm
The Rhythm of Life
back in the birds singing open early
keep pace with the heart
turning the rhythm of life
the chance goes back to light
it should be colorful and cheerful
the hum of the water sucker
over the rubbing of the broom stick
prepare for the feeling of picking up hope
the squeal scream swarmed with courage
prepare yourself to catch up with charm
morning nature music gently swings
cool consc...
Sunday 2nd December 2018 8:03 am
Our Love Will Last Forever
your eyes keep your heart soft
gently your smile implies sincerity of your love
you are the most beautiful gift of my life
I feel peace in our every moment
it feels like a dream of our encounter
every blink of your eyes is a light of peace
your smile is my comfort
flowing sincere coolness of your love
your smile makes me not want to get away from you
although there are not many words ...
Sunday 2nd December 2018 1:08 am
Script Without Words
before you really go
leave a quiet piece of your heart
please stay a moment
although only for a piece of the story
we don't change it
flowing beautifully in surrender verses
here the season is still loyal
storing stripes of love
which marched in the sea of letters
without words
it is difficult to write
my longing for you
as blue as a clear sky
which I painted with a rainbow
her...
Saturday 1st December 2018 3:48 pm
Twenty Ways to Ruin a Poem
It’s best to sneak up on the reader.
Change the meter,
Change the rhyme,
Change the tone,
Or change the subject.
Try to do something unexpected,
Like confessing a crime
Or secret perversion,
Even in a
Short poem.
Thursday 29th November 2018 8:18 pm
mothers
our mothers
are windows
through them
we see the world
and in them
we see the faintest
reflection
of our selves
they are not easy to
break
but neither are they
unbreakable
to break them
we run the risk
of injury
our knuckles crack
as does their glass
...
Monday 26th November 2018 10:01 pm
Apology
i can’t think of any other words
i’m sorry
you’re the puzzle piece
that didn’t fit
and i bent your corners
and snipped off where you stuck out
and although the puzzle started looking pretty
to me
you suffered and
it was so obvious but
i was so stubborn ‘cause
i wanted it to look perfect but
you didn't belong
and i'm not sure if this means much
but
...
Monday 26th November 2018 2:07 am
4AM
Lets talk and talk some more on your living room floor,
delibarating til' the clock hits four
Sweet tobacco scent,
your soul is up for rent
Our birthdays they fall in the same week,
I can feel the signs in the way you speak
I told you I'm crazy,
you told me you liked it
I knew you weren't lying.
Saturday 24th November 2018 4:34 pm
Abolish anger (it's a wasted emotion)
So much beauty
so much anger
so much comfort
so much danger
so much hate
so much love
so much push
so much shove
so much warmth
so much cold
so very young
so very old
so much intelligence
so much ignorance
so much despair
so much bliss
I can feel it in your punch but I'd rather it a kiss.
Saturday 24th November 2018 3:00 pm
the first is [not]
I don’t have a poem for you
you don’t feel volatile
I am sputtering like a flame someone left too close to
an open window
but you are not the chilly night air
you are not the frayed wick
I still haven’t figured out what you are
you are like deja vu with pretty eyes
seeing a splintering of a thousand potential futures
they all exist because none of them exist ...
Wednesday 21st November 2018 3:26 pm
the first is
This one is not for you.
Stay.
Stay.
Close your eyes
those framed portraits
[eager and aloof.]
one day red
full stop
left to [no] exchange
grasping
looking
[looking] up up down
stay.
Stay sane.
in
with no regard,
heaviness,
luke warm
...
Wednesday 21st November 2018 3:04 pm
First Snow
I’m disappointed and surprised
you turned the block and hit my eyes
ugh, the first snow in New York
it’s barely fall and now I’m cold
I wanted you gone so I wouldn’t fold
through the panic I bundle up
I’ve got to focus or we’ll be stuck
I can’t believe it’s fucking you
gliding towards me heart beats steadily
dangling hair, your own kind of weaponry
if you come any closer
soon we’ll ...
Sunday 18th November 2018 3:29 pm
Poisoning our Children
Carcinogenics in every single thing we buy
From our food, clothes, to even our hair dye
Although Europe does indeed do more to try to protect us
America really doesn't seem to give a flying fudge
They have many slimy loop holes which risk our health and safety
Like the fragrance loop hole that has, over these years, affected us far too greatly
They need not disclose chemicals that they use t...
Wednesday 14th November 2018 4:21 am
Til Morning Light
{Til Morning Light}
I've doubted my
happiness along
awaiting for my newer
sins til morning light
and as I rewrite all
of my stories and
compete with my
never-ending ends
that seems to never
be ending for me daily
and I don't have time
for no imposters
because I will only
fade away at the
rumbling watery
morning light while
rewriting all my new
...Saturday 3rd November 2018 10:58 pm
If only poetry burned calories...(first posted 31/10/18)
One of my favourite ways of passing the time
Is chasing imagery and hunting down rhyme,
But as this takes place inside my head
It’s not enough, or so my doctor’s said.
Poetry feeds my brain and soothes my soul
But it doesn’t help much towards my fitness goals.
If only flexing words could take inches off my thighs!
If only shaping verses was more than mental exercise!
T...
Thursday 1st November 2018 7:15 am
If only poetry burned calories
One of my favourite ways of passing the time
Is chasing imagery and hunting down rhyme,
But as this takes place inside my head
It’s not enough, or so my doctor’s said.
Poetry feeds my brain and soothes my soul
But it doesn’t help much towards my fitness goals.
If only flexing words could take inches off my thighs!
If only shaping verses was more than mental exercise!
T...
Wednesday 31st October 2018 10:19 pm
Too Close
I hate pretending
a way of fending
off others mending
from themselves
another good thing
lost like a shoe string
problems I do bring
lack purpose
show yourself to me
paint it heavenly
it ends tragically
I’m confused
because you were here
I filled you with fear
now you’ve disappeared
it’s my fault
I live with a space
like a buffer place
beca...
Sunday 28th October 2018 11:26 pm
If Only You and Van Gogh Knew
If your art is good, as it feels in your bones
You will become known
Long after your ashes are sprinkled
And all of your senses are gone
Particularly if you cut off your lobe
Or choose for yourself to end it all
Note scraps reveal queer love affairs
Poems show in the rubble of fallen walls
Fans will become obsessed
Frame you in the brightest light
...Friday 26th October 2018 10:35 pm
A MAN HOLDING HIS HORSE
A MAN HOLDING HIS HORSE
Poor Dai never got the hang of it,
At school in our first lesson
On art appreciation
We studied
'A Man Holding His Horse'
By George Stubbs.
The teacher issued us
With notebooks
In which to record
Feelings and impressions
Arising from the painting.
Dai wrote...
Wednesday 24th October 2018 10:06 pm
Going, going but not gone
I think it’s finally my time
I’m fading to the back of the line
there’s not much left inside my mind
just sit still and watch me go
As far as I can’t think
I’m damaged, my kinks
try to fix them, I won’t stop you
do what you want, I’m lost without you
I thought you’d make me feel better
now I ache and it’s not the weather
you said that feeling was beneficia...
Wednesday 17th October 2018 4:26 am
Cultivating Life
A traffic jam that spans an entire epoch
Is followed by daily punishments of
Dreary Sisyphean meanderings,
Followed by even more traffic
In sweltering heat and sticky humidity.
With all energy drained from
Lungs, limbs, and mind,
He shuffles into his house
Seeking only relief and brief reprieve.
As he unbuttons his soaked shirt,
“Do me,” assaults his ears
...Tuesday 16th October 2018 11:56 am
Stars Cross
do we subsist together
I feel so far away
born between sowed leaves
my own land and sea
different enough to feel lost
similar enough to connect
individuals so complex
experience, goals, struggles
crystal clear and opaque bubbles
it seems impossible
how we manage
simultaneously in tandem
when in orbit, will we meet
you see me and I, you
I touch you and yo...
Tuesday 16th October 2018 1:28 am
Hardened Poets
Neither cold night nor seasonal change
on the turning Earth dismays or hampers them
Veterans of words hold fast in all weathers
Never retreating, ever writing victories
Impassioned by an urgent inner voice
They hold fast to their poetic purpose
Drawing strength from years, they fight on
Never dimmed or surrendering to silence.
Tuesday 9th October 2018 11:20 am
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