Poetry Blogs (2019)
I didn't know how to live
Stuck in a continuous cycle
Being my own worst captive
The devil had a hold, i couldn't break free
The devil was in control
And that's when you decided to leave me
I sat and shot and shot some more
I didn't know what to do, didnt know how to stop
Then i woke up and realized it wasn't a dream
I had lost the man who ever meant something to me
Monday 21st October 2019 1:17 am
Also by Stacy Eskin:Let go | Lost |
I’m disappointed to discover
I’m not your only friend in the world
I took the responsibility seriously
And gave you my undivided attention
during our speakerphone
I’m trying to decide
what would give me
at this point
I’m leaning towards
interweaved with barbed comments
Monday 21st October 2019 12:59 am
Also by Robert C Gaulke:Me(me) | get away from the mess | The art of flim | #2 | Your cheatin’ heart | It stinks | warning: poetry spam | bathroom pass |
I just met the most perfect girl
So I'm going to push her away
Before I can ruin her life
Please hate me at the end
The alcohol speaks louder than you
Scream at me and tell me I need help
I'm fine choking on the alcohol now
So dose this acid rain hurt?
I'm acid tripping.
Please don't come around
If I'm on the ground
Cutting at the skin until it bleed
I know this isn't what I nee...
Monday 21st October 2019 12:01 am
Also by Damon Blackery:Depression | Everything | Miss Castle |
We used to chat
On a green screen
In the pre teens
As it was
SMS texting friends
1 Message Received
Sunday 20th October 2019 11:08 pm
Also by Ruth O'Reilly:Do it anyway | Astral Travelling | Horses For Courses | Blank Canvas | First Impressions | Calculations | Thinking | In short supply | Model Words | Be Yourself | A Taste Of Romance | Gaming Addiction | Birthday Flowers | Gloomy Monday | Halloween Hiring | Armchair Travels | Brexit psychosis | Let's do this thing ( what is it again?) | What will we talk about after Brexit? | Invincible |
The evening sun scorches the shade.
The trees, in their glade, are forced to choose;
Stand tall and brave - or turn to crave
the cool safety of the dusk.
Like soldiers from another age, they are proud and tall,
Defenders of nature with their all.
Their bark tells the story, of seasons full of change.
Frost. Ice. Mud. Heat. Few, then a lot... of peoples feet.
Sunday 20th October 2019 9:57 pm
and upon the touching
smiled a wanton look
dressing your skin
she pressed against your
skin in a gentle grip
her shaping my thoughts
and pressing tales
of soft request
tasted the very liquor
of her response;
of that same wet skin
while adorning its
Words and foto T Carroll
Sunday 20th October 2019 9:34 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:Ki |
Though they vow to be pure
and refrain from temptations
The nuns of St Joan's
know the sins of the flesh;
Their friendships with men
are much more than flirtations
And that's why their nunnery
has its own crèche.
Sunday 20th October 2019 9:25 pm
Also by branwell kent:Another Daydream | Madam, My Card |
(A re-post from some years ago and one which owes a debt to Dave Bradley who referenced something like this in a Discussion thread. I have chopped it into little lines for the purists among you. Personally, I see it as prose).
The Dream-Spinner held aloft his prize.
The vanquished fled from the yurt.
Cheku growled his disdain.
Three times Cheku had held aloft
The sacred ...
Sunday 20th October 2019 9:16 pm
Also by John Coopey:I DREAMT YOU WERE LITTLE AGAIN | I LOOKED A TWAT | 4 * 100 metres | GRETA | SQUEEZING THIGHS | GREAT SHITS I HAVE HAD - CHAPTER ONE | MOVING UP THE QUEUE | ADULTS ONLY |
it is just a matter of time.
So I plant a few daffodil bulbs
to muffle these nagging thoughts
with a promise of spring brilliance,
fresh beginnings, awakening, renewal,
life, joy and all that jazz.
But flesh corrupts
and bones diminish.
I know the soil beneath will shift
till overhead the rafters fail
and the loam roof collapses
onto where a hearth once glowed
Sunday 20th October 2019 8:54 pm
Also by Jonathan Humble:Elegy For A Peevish Bee |
[A quick first draft - open to editing]
In the Shoe Tree vegan cafe
upstairs, Heaton Street, Newcastle.
Opposite me, not beautiful,
but oozing style and character
sat a striking woman, like me
enjoying a cappuccino.
I smiled at her soya moustache.
She took out a tissue, wiped clean,
smiled ‘thank you’ then pointed at mine.
I nodded my head, tapped my feet,...
Sunday 20th October 2019 7:31 pm
Also by Rick:Miller's Dale (after Adelstrop) | Five Walls at the Hatton with Kate (significantly revised) |
A fiery clown has come down
Over forests, lanes and towns.
No trumpets blown, no drums rolled,
Out of the morning mists he strolled.
Yello! Yello! It's party-time!,
He smiled. His reds and golds he sprayed around.
And God's whole house was swathed with hues untold.
All about the orange glowed, crimson leaves displayed.
The ceiling now was light with blue....
Sunday 20th October 2019 7:15 pm
and lazy days
Of azure blue
the beat of wings
and the flutter of a dream,
Take a breath
and remember this moment
To warm you in the coldest of days
Return to this moment
Again and again
Sunday 20th October 2019 6:30 pm
Should the barque of us go adrift
Let us berth to the harbor of us, my dear
Though the times and tides may shift
the miles marked together-a bridge to pier.
And if you’re too weary to climb ashore
I myself shall come and meet you at sea-
-be an island for you…Be a buoy for me!
Thus now and always and forevermore.
And if the flax ties that bind us come undone and loose
Sunday 20th October 2019 4:39 pm
Also by Mae Foreman:Player |
Epic, gargantuan.... limitless.
To burn the pride from bones.
A purification of the soul within.
Love of the jealous kind.
Love that forgives, keeps no record of hurts or wrongdoing.
Freely given to the sons of earth......
Selfless in conception to raise the seed of Adam.
Hung high, cut, bruised ......humiliated.
Crying out that it is d...
Sunday 20th October 2019 4:29 pm
Also by Robert holyland:In a City. | Seventeen steps | Goodbyes. | Disease pleas |
The gray clouds moved in
All colours fainted away
Everything now black and white, no just black
I can’t breathe can’t think
Somehow can still grasp
The true meaning of misery
I can’t smell can’t feel
Somehow can still sense
The wind of despair
A man’s cold
Sunday 20th October 2019 3:49 pm
Also by Jeannot:Park bench contemplation | War and peace | Reaching out | Deconstruction | No replay | Simple song |
A special somebody
To illume your days
And embellish your life
In a myriad of ways.
In a throng universal
Someone chose YOU
To stand with, on summits
And in valleys too.
In times solitary
Never truly alone
For their heart synchronizes
The beat of your own.
With cosmic narcissism
Indeed, it is rare
To love and be loved:
What can compare?...
Sunday 20th October 2019 3:43 pm
Also by Chrystel Roberts:A Wilted Lily | Note to self | Stormy Weather | SCHADENFREUDE |
What rhymes with bucket
is my thought for the day,
no prizes i'm afraid
but don't go away,
There may be other challenges
who can say.
fuck it, i've said it anyway.
Sunday 20th October 2019 3:25 pm
Also by ray pool:ROUNDELAY | A SOOTHSAYER PREDICTS BALL GAMES | MASOCHIST | FOR A DEAD PET | TOWER RAVEN | IN MARYLAND | THE DEATH OF WORDS | HOMILLY |
Each of us is born magician,
but we should know how to
use our magic wand-------- Sania Zakir
Sunday, October 20, 2019
Never under-estimate human brings
they are committed to bring
the miracles on the earth
for all of us to know the secrets and take easy breath
Human beings were never helpless
but kept t...
Sunday 20th October 2019 1:58 pm
Also by Hasmukh Mehta:Wedded to non-violence | Joy of life | Seek My Shelter | Passage of time | Free passage | With innocence | Make no secret | Make no secret | Lot more to feel | I am the ... | With the illusion | Let us thank God | Love & deception | Hidden mother | Pink flower | Fame & Glory | Any religion here | Combination of three | My brave man | Let love flow | Fall out of democracy | Love may become | Deserted act | No fun | Receive when it comes | Our footprints | Honest approach | Cherish the memory | In the china world poetry festival | Nature is for us here | Poem-real thought | Sanctity of love | Real inspirator | Life is strength | Befitting an occasion | BEYOND THE VISION | Life in all ages | What else here ! | Never feel | Read between lines | Human brethren |
When war breaks out
Possible when Iran is attacked
By the USA for a light on its pride
Going back forty years,
When the USA embassy was invaded.
Every country will suffer in its shadow
There will be hunger
There will be a need
There will be deaths
Israel, in suicidal mood, has been in the forefront
For this war, that might possible destroy
Sunday 20th October 2019 10:27 am
Also by jan oskar hansen:unwanted guests | consensus | what happened | waiting for surgery | the acceptance | aq tired day | sic transit gloria | FORTITUDE | I remember | when old sailors go | auttumnal reflection | the Obama precidency | ghosts |
There's testosterone in the air tonight
My teenage son is spoiling for a fight
He relentlessly practices with his fists
Goading me and poking me, he never quits
In socks or trainers he measures up
The endless tale of the old dog and the young pup
With youth and vigour, optimism and cheek
He probes my guard telling me I'm fat and weak
And when we struggle and grip
When my back aches and my...
Sunday 20th October 2019 10:15 am
Also by Peter Ridgway:Stiletto | The beast | Hide | Communication |
Finally it comes
In waves of pill wrecked anxiety
I try to see another path
An alterior motive
So we've tried to dig deep
But the water is draining from the lake
And the fire is burning on her surface
Sunday 20th October 2019 6:58 am
Also by Patrick Kennon:Acirema Tales | Sleeping in the rain |
Why Is He Posting So Early?
Why is he posting so early?
It's not his usual slot
It seems his routine's out of kilter
Routine's gone, all shot
You're right my routine's out of kilter
Won't be home at 4
Out electric bluesing
Dancing round the floor
My interest in electric blues
I guess you didn't know?
Wailing guitar, bending notes...
Sunday 20th October 2019 3:19 am
Also by Don Matthews:A Bold Red | Intention | I Miss My Corner Grocery Shop | Edna (Stavely Makepeace 1970) | Climate Activists – Don't Disrupt Us | Thalia and I | You Must Believe the Bible Son | Moonwalk Oops | Sitting Reading Paper (not another Brexit poem Don? Surely?) | Willy-Nilly : Words of Wisdom | Floccipaucinihilipilification | Climate Hysteria is Spreading – Helped Along by Eco-Messiah Greta Thunberg | Idle Chit Chat from a Walkabout Mind | Announcement to Parents by Chairman WOL Kiddie Kindergarten | Haiku – White Screen | Headachey Makey | The Poet and The Politician | Waymo, Skippy and Driverless Car Week | Explains My Person |
carry it heavy
carry it lifting
dead undecided alive
being and not
neither here or there.
A dimension beyond
body mind spirit
illusions out loud.
carry it heavy
carry it lifting
Sunday 20th October 2019 1:40 am
Also by Fred Nicholson:the Visitor | "Hey Woman" | Crunches | You hear me? | Some times | Treasure Hunt | Color Matters | make believe love |
We’ve a chemical romance, we’ve got chemistry
We have covalent bonds that attract you and me
Our shared electron pairs formed a lasting attraction
We’re drawn to each other, a combination reaction
Our chemical elements were destined to bind
My yin and your yang complete and defined
When I’m in your embrace its Oxytocin heaven
You’re sweeter than Carbon12, H...
Sunday 20th October 2019 1:30 am
Also by John McDonough:Love Me Tinder Love Me Do ... Looking For Love In The Modern Age |
dedicated to the men and women of the Syrian Defence force, and the Kurdish YPG, who, with the help of volunteers from around the world, defeated Daesh and are now seeking to defend the feminist and democratic Kurdistan from NATO-supported Fascist-Turkish genocidal murderers and rapists
My parents were Christian, Serb,
I remember the icons in my mother’s house,
The smell of meat on...
Sunday 20th October 2019 1:12 am
Also by John E Marks:Mem û Zîn: brothers-in-arms | Fire fly | In the silence of the Kurds | Translating the rain | Season of mists | Yezedi - 2014-2019 | What have you done? | Slash and Burn - extinction rebellion | A grain of sand | David | Love in a police state | Whining poetry | Fossil sonnet | Tuesday 4th August 1914 | A turbulence of dalliance |
Born of the devil’s kiss, an aching in her soul
her skin not clear but exquisitely marked
For the devil liked her very much – did he
Showering her, blanketing her from head to toe with hot, desiring kisses
The kiss of life, the kiss of death
Leaving small, charcoal evidences behind wherever he touched
Like tiny bruises that went deeper than they appeared
for they looked...
Sunday 20th October 2019 12:57 am
Your home grown words of babble are no match for this real, reality. They are but clawed, gnarled carvings of your immediate scrolled banality.
Metrical schemes, un-synchronised with punk'ed, punctuation, frozen stanza's, deconstructed, into emotional isolation.
The means and themes are a shackled, shackles show, a chaotic sentence of structured syllables, a critiqued wheeze,...
Sunday 20th October 2019 12:30 am
Also by Philip Stevens:The Jug | Staying in | Shouting ! |
i have a life, but im not living it
i feel like im passing right through it
there is no excitment
...no real happiness at least;
you know, like the kind of happiness that lasts for a few days, weeks, or even months
im lucky if i have a happy moment that lasts a few hours
it's never enough
i'm never enough.
Saturday 19th October 2019 10:15 pm
Also by yajaira:stuck... | byeeee |
Poem 58 of 230: THE OLD BULL
Walked along Fog Lane,
Looked at the park,
Stopped in the Old Bull
And had a hark,
While eating lunch,
On how, at dark,
Many years before,
My father’s lark,
Was games of darts there -
I’d filled an arc.
(C) David Franks 2003 -
Saturday 19th October 2019 10:04 pm
Flower – say do these blemishes you taint?
Do they betray the canker's cold caress
and blow the trumpet on your loveliness?
Does Mortality your petals paint?
Whose bite corrupts your heart – chaste as a saint -
what snake with loathsome lips could you aggress?
Have you been licked by fatal frostiness,
in whose embrace you soon might helpless faint?
Much I have wondered - but no - some ...
Saturday 19th October 2019 9:26 pm
Also by Chris Laverty:Bird Of Destiny | Modern Bards | On Visiting North Devon In October |
Is it a low-flying plane?
When you live by the road
you accept your fate.
I've thought of ear-plugs:
I could be happy as a monk.
Still my eyes would be harangued
by objectionable sights.
I'd close my eyes happy as a prince,
but that means ear-plugs out
listening like a ninja for the bus.
Damn that Hawker Harrier
Saturday 19th October 2019 5:29 pm
Also by Adam Whitworth:Crow and I | Make The Blues News | These Islanders | In The Mansions Of Memory | The Millionth Existentialist Pome | Yours Sincerely | A Poem |
Do you believe in God?
Possibly, but not probably.
Clever point. Pensively, certainly.
Is it pertinent to LIFE, a belief in God?
Well, I think it depends on your sense of LIFE.
Perhaps 'GOD' in any version of period, place or peoples
Is just human IDEA,
Simultaneously so simple and so complex...
Saturday 19th October 2019 3:37 pm
Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:Portrait of the Moon | Where Do Birds Go When They Die? | An Irish Prayer (author unknown) |
unheard - unread - unsung
wakening to a world
of devout hostility
Saturday 19th October 2019 3:17 pm
Also by DESMOND CHILDS:barrage | hues | crucible | sun and moon | incessant |
I sit here and think without a blink
you fill my memories old
my stale tears, stained to grey
the once beautiful now in decay
Our garden in ruins
our bright red roses
We have stopped the rain
my emerald green weep
a darker shade of grey
Saturday 19th October 2019 3:13 pm
Also by Alta H Mabin (Ally):Crashing waves |
it ain't no fun
sittin on a hard saddle
for 12 hours straight
pushin steers up the trail
chokin on their dust
and smelllin their back ends
till you end up smellin like them
i wisht for a bath
and a beautiful woman
to wash away tons of trail dirt
and sooth my achin bones
it's a hard life
this cattle trail business
not the romance it's played up ...
Saturday 19th October 2019 2:00 pm
Also by d.knape:Unassisted Living | Mexico Moon | Homemade Cards | Blue Sky | The Commission For Less Education | Sad Returns | Encouragement | A Lighthearted Poem | Lettter To A Cousin | Dishplay | Sage Advice | Hate On Trial | Sent From Typewriter | Last Car | Intelligence Briefing | Big Toe | Cold Front |
Will Arlene and Nige
to assist an orderly Brexit?
Will they come off their wing
and do the right thing
when nobody really expects it?
Or will Arlene and Nige
refuse to oblige
preferring to block up the exit?
Saturday 19th October 2019 10:55 am
Also by Brian Maryon:The Train Not Standing at Platform One..... | Out to Lunch | Death of a Drummer | I Love Her |
Submitted these to a literary journal.
They said meh 😭
But you know what they say
If you don't succeed
Fail, fail again 😂
I'm so tired of being ashamed
It adds to my weariness
So I'm not what everyone said I would be
So I'm not what I said I would be
Failure is just a preference for something else
And right now
I prefer to just be myself
I don't have g...
Saturday 19th October 2019 5:34 am
Also by Collin Pulmano:Everything Will Be Alright | October |
I ain't me anymore
I'm but the memories old
What bits and pieces you left
I carry them all along the day
From my very soul a light reflects
The mirror image of you all along
I ain't me anymore
My emotions well spread all over
The looks i carry or the feelings i wear
The smile strewn in here
The tears rolling along the cheekbone
Like a long done makeup it stays ther...
Friday 18th October 2019 11:08 pm
Also by Do.RoThY:(untitled) | Goodbye!!!! | Thousand dreams!! | Day dreaming!! | Waiting still!!! | Wayward thoughts!! | Tears!! | Doctors' on call?? | 📻⌚⏳ | Either-OR!!!!!!!!! | My loving pain!! | Smiling and happy always!! | I ain't a poet!!!! | A tale of tide!!!! | I 💖 U | 😮💭💭💭 | I would!! |
I’m dirty and I don’t play clean
Nothing but trouble
Don’t trust me
I told you before
Nothing good comes from loving me
Didn’t you learn your lesson
Don’t blame me
I am laughing now
You cry in your pillow
You’ll lose every battle
Oh yes I am the guilty one
Put it on me I don’t care arrest
Lock me away
You know that you want me
Friday 18th October 2019 10:42 pm
Also by Julia:Mr Chaos |
Racing past the post
one winner but many losers
Friday 18th October 2019 6:39 pm
Also by Nigel Astell:Nothing is what it seems | Halfway There |
You wake up one day and without any sense
you're not sure if you love it or you're tense
Could be addiction
to the city's emission
if you're lucky, tuition
but oveall a sort of contrition
You want to be in that rollercoaster because it is actually a damn ride
but after that you won't be able to hide....
Friday 18th October 2019 4:54 pm
Also by Polutropos:First person, singular, New York | First person, singular, Agra, India | Severe nights |
The free market is trash
It will consume us all soon
Friday 18th October 2019 3:56 pm
Also by David Karban:Cleveland Cold | We Had a Big Argument Because of Continuing Problems Related to My Mental Illness and I Did Not Have Time to Take a Shower, I Love You and I am Sorry | Capricorn |
In the season of rain and deepening night
Drowning shadows of summer
When roads veer to stranger destinations
Beware the hitcher
Round the bend
Standing crucified in our dying day
Rays ailing through his slender form
Thumb flicking like a dying worm
He patiently awaits us
Round the bend
Old time hat shades his hungry eyes
Bat-chewed coat of old October br...
Friday 18th October 2019 12:53 pm
A disingenuous wild wind
that blows through
the withered and weathered
leaves of a life.
A life left puzzling over its roots,
and its new growth,
outstretched limbs bending in the
bowing down to the mighty
twists of stormy blasts
gathering unseen and unheard
all around and about.
Friday 18th October 2019 12:36 pm
Also by Jon Stainsby:Nude descending a staircase |
Family.....I built it all up for you,
Tore down the walls for you,
Opened my heart up for you,
Because when it came to you,
Anything less than the truth just wouldn't do.
Family..... I'll live my life for you,
Take on any strife for you,
Be a light in the night for you,
Because even in darkness it's true,
Anything less than my brightest hope just wouldn't do.
Friday 18th October 2019 12:32 pm
Also by Jason Bayliss:Bound (long form Haiku) | The Lionsheart | Start With An Apology | Mondays Demon | A Dark Seed | Hallows Harbinger | Broken |
Hey you; my handsome button. I haven’t been on my poetry page in quite some time. Looking back at all my writings, i am reminded all of the pain I’ve endured and loops I’ve jumped across, or fell over, per se. Fuck- what a crazy 28 years of life I’ve lived. I’ve moved around some, and experienced some interesting things. Ive learned a lot...about a lot. I’ve felt a lot more than i ever fathomed. I...
Friday 18th October 2019 10:44 am
Also by Dana Lee:Lights |
I'm selling a house in disrepair,
So many faults,I do despair !
I despise the house the area is bad,
To sell it as it is I will be extremely glad.
No central heating,no hot running water,
Need a better school to send my daughter.
Due to dampness there is black mold everywhere.
We tried selling it before but got nowhere.
Its on an ex council estate,a bad one at tha...
Friday 18th October 2019 10:10 am
Also by hugh:House purchase a risky step | A rubbish job for Boris | We love Manchester | World mental health day,10th October | Blackpool insemination plan | A hair raising question | One! Two! Three! Four ! | Domestic abuse | Skinny dipping | A tree branches out | The Smellyphant |
and then there was the room
and it was bare
and the bulb was bare that lit it
and in the corner the man was bare
his back was turned
and he sat
and he held his arms over his head
crossed in front of his face
and you could tell he had sat there
for a while as you breathed
that scent of stillness
that nothing had changed
that time was empty
like a ca...
Friday 18th October 2019 6:32 am
Also by Adam Rabinowitz:Small Change | Fall |
A plunging neckline revealing pale white flesh,
A necklace. Two necklaces.
Heavy and delicate gold, glistening against skin, adorned with pretty jewels,
To attract, distract.
And that smile,
That delicious smirk,
Tasty enough to crave a sample of the flavour.
Cherry red lips,
Lipstick stains on pearly white teeth.
A sharp grin beneath lidded...
Thursday 17th October 2019 9:59 pm
Today was another wasted day
That wilted as it drew to a close.
Energy ran away to where happiness was hiding.
Productivity was taking a nap, hope was in the pub.
Dreaming of a clear day, of a clear mind.
Tears blur clarity and vision.
So I will sit back down, waiting for the gift.
The gift of a new day full of new opportunities.
Full of chances to make you proud.
Thursday 17th October 2019 9:34 pm
Also by Clara:That's right baby | Jack in the Box | yellow |