Poetry Blogs (2019)
a bevy of
came this way
of me they're
still a part
in the sou...
Monday 16th December 2019 1:19 pm
Also by cindylee loucks:SEASON OF ME | UGLY DUCK |
I know you love me
As much as i do love you
You need me as desperately
As i need you too
I will not deny my soul connection with you
And also the romantic side of our bond
How else can i love you if not through a kiss
Or a touch or a glance that stays longer than epoch
How not to hold you in my arms and feel your strength around my fragile frame
How not to hug you, cudd...
Monday 16th December 2019 12:59 pm
Also by Do.RoThy:Love story! | Tranquil alliances!! 💖 | An invitation!! | Love you!!! 💖 | New born!!! | Love locked!!! | Peace n hope!! | Sick of it!! | Commited in love!!! | I love you? | I thank thee!! | Waiting!! | Missing you!! | Confused!! | The beginning!!! 💖 | I love you forever!!! | Heart-felt!! | Ready, get set, go!!! - The marathon!! | Breathe!!! | Shhhhh!!!!! | Life ain't a fairy tale for me!!!! | Ant DoRis | Crazy little heart!! | Pause!!! | O darling death!!! | Love you!! |
a poet must follow
all our senses
sights and sounds
it is a poet's responsibility
to write everything
he sees or hears
all the nuances of life
how else can people share
what is in their head
unless it is written down
we wait our turn
to write ...
Monday 16th December 2019 12:14 pm
Also by d.knape:We Live To Eat | Then It Hit Me | KOREA | RATS | Book End | Easy Pickings | Whale Fall | Vaults Of Wisdom | Stupid Old People | Waiting Room | IT | Solid Ground | IF THE TURKEY COULD TALK | My Enemy |
towards inevitable darkness
we cloak ourselves
in the hood of love
cover the cage
deny the sky above
the truth is sadness
around the heart of happiness
with a river
convinced of our control
tilting the rudder
the truth is sadness
Fold the patterned sheet
around your ...
Monday 16th December 2019 12:09 pm
Also by Tom:Leave Yourself Behind | Hyde Park Winter Rink | Ride Twice | Get A Room | House On The Edge of Town |
How did it come to this?
Sitting on a terrace counting how many
Ships are anchored in the bay.
I know most of the ships especially
The coastal runners, the big trawler has left an ugly ship
With a crew of the last chance saloon
No self-respecting seafarer would join a ship
That empties the ocean of life.
How did it come to this?
I am watching ships come and go in the bay...
Monday 16th December 2019 11:56 am
Also by jan oskar hansen:a dreaming joureny | told by a south African | obstacles | the human cannon | phone talk | homless | manx poem | roses poem | when love is not | oddity of sex | the kiss | the land of dream | sunday an sermon | new truths | when in need | military service |
Savage and sensual,
the tumult of this circling wind
high on the Col
howling like an Apache,
trying to scalp my hair
with clawing rough-raw gusts.
It doesn’t want me here
to share the panoramic view
it thinks it owns,
jealously tugging and ripping
setting my head aflame.
I scrimmage intensely
against such dynamic power
a comedic leaning gait
doggedly not g...
Monday 16th December 2019 11:01 am
Or at least
Monday 16th December 2019 7:12 am
Also by Twilbury Wist:The Aunty Phoenix |
40, 42, 41, 44
The numbers in this title
Refer to Centigrade
Temperatures about to hit
My home in Adelaide
Four days of bloody stinking heat
Records will be set
But I'll be in Hillbillys
Cool, with Thale (you've met)
(You haven't met Thalia my Muse of Mirth?
She's graced your screen on many occasions)
Together we will think up
Fun to grace yo...
Monday 16th December 2019 5:58 am
Also by Don Matthews:A Perfect Fit | Write-Off | The Letter Writer | Crowder | But I Like Helium Balloons | Side-glancing in an Argentinian Cafe | The Newsagent | Publisher Wanted | Doomy Gloomy | Does No-one Know Where Rose Is ? | Brains to Practice On | The Lady of the GPS | Fluffer Round With Flowery Words | What is The Like-Minders Society ? | Learning Haiku – Important Point |
I climbed a mountain on this day
Through brush and rough terrain I steered
& when I reached its peak
There was nothing left I feared
I peered over the landscape , such a story it could tell
And as I stared i felt a change in me that I didn’t know too well
Such an unfamiliar sight
Looking out on the unknown
Which direction ? Wrong or right ?
No way to truly know
Monday 16th December 2019 5:41 am
Also by Aimee:When the stars fade | I’d love to say I love you | Overwhelmed | Home to me |
All I ever wanted to feel
So I attached myself to things
Greater than myself
And I failed as dreams
Kept me awake
I started living my life twice
Once for me and then for my fears
I thought I was being generous
With myself and my time
And that feeling of feeling safe
Leaving me to face
My dreams al...
Monday 16th December 2019 3:04 am
Also by Robert C Gaulke:At happiness headquarters |
Nothing’s the same here
Except for the song
It’s the tune I’ve known all along
Monday 16th December 2019 2:44 am
Also by Mika:My grandfather | Searching | Delicate | The train |
Sunday 15th December 2019 10:45 pm
Also by Ralph Dartford:Minority Report |
Homo sapiens have out grown their use. Billions
Long in the tooth but not sharp at all
They snarl at each other
As they queue in the supermarket
For the bargains.
Humans defame the dignity.
Of the wild animals
They abuse, flay alive, eat.
Monkeys, lions, gazelle.
Any living thing
Is worth more.
Homo sapiens have no shame
They seek to inflame each other
Sunday 15th December 2019 10:40 pm
Also by John E Marks:Christmas roses | Regret | Wild is the way | A sword of lightning | Tabula Rasa | A rare descent | Solstice Song | For Cathy, poet | For John Donne, poet | On the Narrow road | Love will tear us apart, again | Lunecliff | The Alpha and Omega | Nothing more | Burnham Beeches with Anna, 1985 | The solitary rose of our breath | Bandit country | A shadow behind the sun | Suttee |
I never wanted to go first
You were supposed to be the leader
Our constant push and pull
Resisting each other
The light and the darkness
The lessons we have learned
I stare blankly at a wall of pills
Knowing none of them are the cure
What we know, we know from experience,
Don't we... Yes ma'am I do.
Goddamnit, fuck, to be cornered here now -
There is no other ...
Sunday 15th December 2019 9:59 pm
Also by Juneau:Closing Doors | Behind Me |
What is on
cold is relative
as all relatives
are just that,
to a mind
Triangles are the strongest
geometrical figures we say.
That is what we say. Right ...
Sunday 15th December 2019 8:36 pm
Also by Fred Nicholson:Look back and see | Inside - Out | Let's talk . . . |
I hear her speak the one language.
Can I find such poetry
to make a true response.
My muddled thoughts and limited wordstock
I know for what they are.
Hearing my mystic name
in a continual farewell
I wonder to what purpose.
My desire is to give an answer
in the one language.
Sunday 15th December 2019 8:11 pm
Also by Adam Whitworth:Let's All Dye Our Hair Grey | On Being Asked | Neighbour To A Mirror | Dressed In Easy Colours |
Running into the wind...
Sunlight upon their backs.
A hope that’s surging through.
Against another view.
Tripping on the dream.
Disappear from here.
Looking now for a utopia.
Must be out there somewhere.
Please say that you understand.
Acknowledge the way things are.
The truth and all the hurt.
A people encased in dirt.
Babble and dabble in shame.
Using up the same old same.
Sunday 15th December 2019 8:06 pm
Also by Robert holyland:Santa? | Contemplation (only) | Omega. | Ascension | Kingdom of comfort (political manifesto) | Lovers moon | There will be Silence. | Nobody | Idle thoughts of the mad. | United States of Nowhere |
Don't go for beuty, get a keeper
Don't put it first, put it in the first
Don't follow your heart, follow your instinct
Those shoud've been the advice
The good ones don't criticize
The right time don't last long
The tough guys don't give up
Those should've been the signs
Don't dare lie, tell the truth
Don't get attached, you get hurt
Don't fall in love, you w...
Sunday 15th December 2019 5:47 pm
Also by Lucas Chihinga:Look At Us | If |
Santa'd scoffed far too much cake
becoming wobbly and vastly stout.
From his sled he toppled into a lake
seen by gypsy poachers, who hauled him out
His reindeer landed ever so frantic
to see him carried to the camp,
grumbling about this latest antic,
still just alive but freezing damp.
His saviours brewed a herbal potion,
never once letting him out of sight....
Sunday 15th December 2019 5:20 pm
Also by Jennifer Malden:Unthinkable |
Lost time, how much time do we really give ourselves
Are we living our own lives
Lost soul, constant feeling as if something is missing
Lost goals, fulfilled by unfulfilling ideas, other people's goals
Wasted love, loved the wrong one, lost
Some things lost should stay lost
Some things found should never be found
Some things we ask fo...
Sunday 15th December 2019 2:33 pm
Did you ever walk
to see a different
point of view?
or sit and rest awhile
and think on things
and think them through?
Yes I have sat and rested
sat and also
thought things through
I have often walked
that gives me my
side-ways point of view.
words and image. Tommy Carroll
Sunday 15th December 2019 2:23 pm
The dark, dark times had come
Their shadow long
Swallowing up us whole
Starving for more
They’ll take it all
The dark, dark times had come
grinning their fangs
Their faces lurking
in the crowd
Ready to bite, eat us alive
The dark, dark times had come
It’s our turn
It’s time to hurt
Sunday 15th December 2019 1:37 pm
Also by Sparkle:Cry me a river |
Leave the golf clubs behind
The morning power walk along the busy boulevard
The two to four at the beach (beer, nuts and cheap book)
The quiet evening at the gated community
Deep down you want
What we all want
A slice of Sicily
Sunday 15th December 2019 1:24 pm
Driving at night
on a road I don’t know
The wind howling
with a fluttering of snow
Seeing things in a way
I don’t normally see
and it thwarts me from
getting to where I need to be
Eyes playing games
Peering beyond the haze
Every street seems the same
like a cornfield maze
Well thats how it feels
When disorientation kicks in
Like being in hell
Sunday 15th December 2019 12:25 pm
‘Don’t look at faces.
Don’t look at faces.
Look at Christmas lights.
Look at pavements glinting with gum.
Look anywhere, but not at faces,
faces stab you with darts of
rage, despair, envy, spite.
Don’t look at the faces.’
At ‘The Oaks’
the walls were decked
with balloons, festive holly,
crepe festoons - no mistletoe though.
Sunday 15th December 2019 11:46 am
Also by Rick:the good old days? |
All the things we know and love,
The mysteries of life
The slowly moving hands of time-
A surgeon with a knife
Bleed emotion, let it flow
Don't hide away the tears
Maybe soon, you'll find the strength
To fight away the fears
Or will you let them overcome
And let the demons win
Fear and anger overflow
As darkness takes you in
Please, you can't just give up now...
Sunday 15th December 2019 9:24 am
A weed, unaware
Of its lowly status, smiles,
Continues to grow
Sunday 15th December 2019 9:13 am
“Oh no, I never think of it as 'travelling,' I replied
while pulling on my second Bass and considering an easesome lass
go striding around the bar. Its just an eccentricity, my dear Akira,
a foible if you will – still, it lets me wander bare-foot
through seasons past, when taller (and, I admit, of sounder mind).
Yes, I've certainly learnt more tolerance am...
Sunday 15th December 2019 7:18 am
Also by Chris Hubbard:The Wake | Faith is a Barren Garden |
Rain is comfortable to me
I am drowning anyway
There is no difference through my eyes
Saturday 14th December 2019 11:21 pm
Also by Cait Abbott:Do Not Disturb | Limbo | Ascend |
What shall I write today
What's in me to give away
Every moment in dirty glass
But the trees are so tall and the clouds shimmering
The sunlight beaming down on them
Glowing from inside
And the soft silver center belly
Pouting down in rest
And I'm distracted by a memory of lyrics
It's been a slow day
So it's been a good day
Maybe better maybe worse from this moment ...
Saturday 14th December 2019 8:59 pm
Also by Collin Pulmano:L' | (untitled) | Everyone Has Their Thoughts and Comments | Weapons of War | Armor |
I voted for Labour
My faith didn’t waver
But we fell out of favour
It came to pass.
We lost the election
On closer inspection
We lost the connection
With the working class.
It’s been a disaster
To Blyth from Doncaster
Across to Lancaster
But who is to blame?
We all failed to heed a
Warning that we’d a
Weak useless bleeder
Who’d bring us this shame....
Saturday 14th December 2019 5:10 pm
Also by John Coopey:HE'LL HAVE TO GO | "ALL LIES AND JEST" | COS HE'S A LIAR (BUT YOU'RE NOT BOTHERED THAT HE LIES | THE MORE THAT IT CHANGES |
Poem 199 of 230: BEDE’S WORLD - WINTER 2002/3
During Advent, I returned to Bede’s World,
Where I, already read, was further schooled,
Via walks through the museum, the farm,
The ruins, and the church with its old arm,
Plus the herb garden - raised beds, kept with care:
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme all there.
With gifts, I left, after some four hours,
To round off, at home, my thoughts...
Saturday 14th December 2019 4:09 pm
Nature is our savior
Saturday, December 14, 2019
If one wants to weep
let him keep
the status of isolation
and disregard the human relation
but if one wants to be live
in nature's pleasure
there is a treasure in abundance
yourself only to woman
there are many more things as divine
you find joy in flowing wat...
Saturday 14th December 2019 3:43 pm
Also by Hasmukh Mehta:Trade & territory | Find the heaven |
The rose recognizes the beauty of the sunflower, all the while self-assured in her own. She does not envy the golden beauty for her appeal to you
She knows better - she has guarded her stem from the likes of your fingers and the fingers of those before you, and the ones that will come after
She knows that while you, selfishly and ignorantly, believe the garden to be created for you...
Saturday 14th December 2019 2:59 pm
Also by In Her Head:What Sits Behind Blue Eyes |
Do you remember airmail letters?
Fine parchment sheets in thin, blue envelopes
With red, white and blue borders?
They were always so special to receive
From someone dear from far, far away,
Often oceans apart on another continent!
Telephone calls were wonderful,
A beloved voice through the hard receiver,
But hand-scripted words had a charm all their own.
Saturday 14th December 2019 11:57 am
Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:CAT | Christmas Cake |
Of all the people you know, you are most responsible for you,
And even one day, when you have kids, this much will still be true,
You're responsible for every thought, every word, every bit of, "Truth," you bring to their door,
So you'd best start looking after yourself, as if you're someone you're responsible for,
I know life seems unfair right now, but let's be honest it made no prom...
Saturday 14th December 2019 7:55 am
Also by Jason Bayliss:Stand Up | Stoic | I'm Tired | Angular | Highway Code |
If I knew your poetry would suddenly
I would have memorized
to comfort me,
when I feel alone.
Your words help heal
my savaged soul.
I'm sad you had to go.
# # #
Saturday 14th December 2019 5:25 am
Also by Vautaw:Dancing with Poets | Arrogance Immunity | Fan Girl |
You know that you are having
An out of body experience
When you find
Your heart and your mind
In a different place
To where you physically
Saturday 14th December 2019 12:21 am
Also by Ruth O'Reilly:Solstice state of mind | Christmas game of cat & mouse | I-solation |
In the recess of your mind (For Do)
My hands reach out to touch you
To break a binding spell
That grips you oh! So tightly
How far my friend you’ve fell
So insidious and commanding, compelling you to obey
Implanting words inside your mind, the things you have to say
You are thinking thoughts are yours… because this is how you think
Your eyes wide open, blind… thes...
Friday 13th December 2019 11:11 pm
Also by poemagraphic:Promises promises... | FREEDOM | Walking into the light | A party fit for a Prince | Mediocre poets | Crap | A drug fuelled frenzied sexual attack |
Together let us gather to sing the Christmas songs.
Let us open hearts to strangers, together we belong.
Let us kneel with kings and shepherds upon this strawy earth.
Let us sing with joy, and worship He who gives the second birth.
Never mind the hustle bustle, the clamour all around.
Let us gather us to worship and sing the joyful sound.
Lay aside your daily woes and the heaviness of life.
Friday 13th December 2019 9:16 pm
Also by afishamongmany:A Christmas Cat |
Doesn’t it make you sick?
The pollution. The plastic. The over consumption.
The wastage. The damage. The over indulgence.
Land, rivers, lakes, sea and oceans,
consumed by our latest trend consumption.
Doesn’t it make you sick?
Water poisoned with chemical toxins.
Uncultivated land and air not safe to breath in.
Resources raped from societies of people.
All in the ...
Friday 13th December 2019 6:27 pm
Sylvie was a comely wench. Fifty, if a day
Oh yes, her charms were obvious, and always on display
Dressed to kill, in leather and lace
A shapely body, bonny face
Her hunting ground The Royal Oak
She’d always find a younger bloke
A teacher with a lack of scruples
Never short of willing pupils
Life was good, the sex was hot
She was happy with her ...
Friday 13th December 2019 6:06 pm
The trauma from my past weighs heavy on my soul
Unresolved issues making me feel alone
The pain in my chest been replaced by a dark hole
I feel like I’m living life through apps on my phone.
Night after night insomnia plagues me like a demon,
I’m so exhausted, I can’t take another beatin.
My stomach churns like I haven’t eaten.
Sourpatch Kids my life, I need it to sweet...
Friday 13th December 2019 6:03 pm
Santa felt sassy and seasoned
Having switched from soda to whiskey
Stirred and slurred, his vision was blurred
Sleigh-driving was stupidly risky
Sloshing around but still seated
Strapped in, seemingly quite self-assured
Whilst swerving through Nice, he saluted the police
Whose chopper was wisely insured
Donna and Blitzen were startled
Dancer and Prancer were ma...
Friday 13th December 2019 5:38 pm
The sun fairly shines
But the world isn't one
And you wonder why
Of all the places,
All the people,
It has to be in paper
You could pour your heart out
And bleed your pens
With thoughts imprisoning you
It has to be the paper
That hears your complain and growing pain
For you were never heard
Of all the people,
It has to be pillows and blankets
Who calms your raging soul
In the midst ...
Friday 13th December 2019 2:24 pm
Also by Darlene Butalid:A Letter to Your Grave |
"Oh" the most suffused word of meaningless longing. How drunk we feel when feel with emotions that have no name.
Buddha and Hitler one took the extremes beyond themselves and the other not far enough.
(Fact: Lucy In The Sky was recorded on a four track!)
Pessimism is aggravated by contemporary culture like hemorrhoids is by dampness.
Friday 13th December 2019 1:27 pm
Also by Daniel Reuben King:Gossamer Glass Hands |
Needle to the skin
Instead of a blade
With permanent scars
Paint a pretty picture
I’ll put it on my arm
Friday 13th December 2019 4:58 am
Also by FuckEmily:Nothing |
I'm not going to make it to Twenty-seven
I'm too busy trying to make it to Heaven
Oh shit I forgot suicide makes you go to hell
That's better than suffering everyday
I rather die than live a lie
I'll start cutting again
If you won't judge me
I told her that should be the death of me
I was not lying
Love is so messed up
That you'll start drugs too forget
Just for you to end up
Friday 13th December 2019 4:29 am
Also by Damon Blackery:(untitled) |
When looking for a new doctor
For me the best of all
Is one that's overweight and a smoker
And reeks of alcohol
Friday 13th December 2019 12:32 am
Also by Joe Marcello:Perfect Strike |
The Buddha before you
Never the end
we hear someone say...
or the beginning we hasten to think!
MY life is important...?wha.. wha... what do Yooou think!... ???
3 - 3 - 3 9
I hear you call,
softly and secretly from the depths of my soul.
All the while
living through life
the buddha before you,
Thursday 12th December 2019 2:04 pm