Poetry Blogs (2019)

Why If I may ask

do you cry?

or crave the centre?

Just a little longer

and I may have helped

you.

Held your hand

a little tighter.

Perhaps a crossword

has the answer.

Yet still you cry.

Is it me or

what I stood in for.

Tears ache their

diamond hard response

too precious to mine.

Perhaps you lack

the pen to answer

the asking clues.

Words...

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I'd rather die here, now

with pipe dreams in my head

than live long with shattered dreams in my hands.

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Rage

The fractured shards of broken glass, the crash of sirens, the smell of hash

Of pain and hope, intertwined in acid, of mindless rage, the taste of wet grass

I walk in pain, this life a farce. 

Cursed son of Cain, slave to dark arts

To render time, we worms of smoke

For the greatest lie is a tale of hope

To seek truth on a razors edge 

A taste of blo...

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fog condensed 

percolated upon the brows

of fallen kings: 

that we descended like spiral staircases

wherein every step 

suspicion creaks like bone 

sheathed just-so

 we are unknown

a swath of heads 

taken, cackling in the streets 

bobbing in gutters, downwind and downgrade 

before meeting Death; 

pummeled and pestled 

squashed, pressed into mortar, 

d...

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This is an old feeling,

standing by this evening’s field,

these dark rags hanging, strung on wire,

beaks silent and unmoving under a stretched sky.

So which lore or gods apply?

Would it help to free your feathers,

wake thought and memory in cold skulls,

wear a black cape in silhouetted brotherhood?

Should I take up your work?

Am I a familiar to a Norse god,

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In fine feather
steadfast alone
April beauty blooms
Masculine, feminine
in perfect balance
Sun-kissed petals
of satin pink
a vision of majesty
A tree of Magnolia

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Restaurants

are happy places

brimming with noise and activity

people sit in booths

to eat and drink

but more than that

to talk

about the weather

the family news

about friends and relatives

the word is

that Uncle Joe is getting senile

that the kid has ADHD

that the dog died

the noise is deafening

people shouting across the table

all competing for...

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Fur coat, no knickers.

No better than she ought to be.

Common as muck.

Too clever for her own good.

Slung out lines to stunt and mould,

ensure she doesn't reach her goals.

Keep her tight inside a box,

locked away from greatness.

Slappers, tarts, MILFs and cougars,

girl next door with Page 3 hooters,

sluts and slags and dirty bitches,

fried egg tits a...

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She was naked, slender, elegant.

Standing before a mirror brushing

her curly natural raven-black hair.
 

She giggled across the bedroom rug

lifted the bed sheet. Slid beside me.
 

The headboard tattooed against the wall

in time with our grunting and gasping.
 

She stretched a hand towards a drawer

where she hid fluffy handcuffs away
 

I took chocolate cake from the f...

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Chelp

So

Like

He did everything backards-road round

Put on his coit

And pulled his hat on his eead

Washed his face wi’a wet dish-claht

And I’m like Whatever

Kids were art laiking

Mucking abart

Ran off darn a ginnel

Roobub pie

Waiting back at home

Some spice afore then

A ha’porth’a Spanish

Wash it darn

Wi’a sup er watter

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once was a sweet inocent young girl

a young girl who always followed the rules

always listen what was told

never disapointed anyone

but she was never happy

always wanted to fit in

and to be loved and to be popular

honestley she would do anything to fit in

even go to places she shoudnt go

like to that party she didnt even want to go to 

but if that meant fitting in

...

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EASTER MUSINGS                                                              

First warming sun today at last, to follow

cold, sharp winter; new buds start to dress

the land around, to adorn once more after nature’s rout,

stripping down to stark dark shapes summer-green,

winter-grey trees and hedges, belittled still by

funereal firs, blood-flecked holly, brooding yews.

I s...

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I found a way 

To redeem myself if I may

Followed by sorrow

Headed to nowhere only to follow

Hoping all this erases the pain

Knowing all this is for nothing and all is in vain.

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I thank you greatly

For taking away my power to speak

So that I had no choice 

                                           But to listen. 

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There's a forty ton truck

Coming his way

Will he sway out of the way?

Or, does he believe that nothing happens by accident?

Are you on your phone, texting your mate?

Hurrying up so you wont be late

Later, will you scream all alone?

Fall into the opposite of mystic,

Sink into real pain?

Dark river flowing

Through your veins

As you moan

like the animal we are

P...

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THE COLLECTOR

Thou shalt pass the plate of brass

With felt to deaden the ring of coins

Or take the collection

In bag of leather or bowl of wood

Remembering to avert thine eyes

At the widows mite

And the rich man’s notes.

Thou shalt wear a smile

Of indifference

Even unto those who turn their heads

Or pass the parcel quickly to their neighbour

Or over th...

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Poem 74 of 230: ANTHROPOLOGICAL SOCIALISM 

Anthropology -
Wonts, in close study -
Provides students with
A good insight on
Many ways to live.

And students well-read
Are oftentimes led,
Economically,
To Left of Centre -
That happened to me.

With “immigration,”
However, I’m on
The side of all those
Who, questioning “aims,”
Make misled-Left foes.

(C) David Franks 2003 -
Walkaboutsverse...

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She takes her hand off of the door

Doesn’t quite know what all of this is for

Am I going to never want more

She’s silent, mouth and mind

This woman ever kind

And thinks without meaning to

“My life is gone,

All I knew”

And though she fidgets in high heeled shoes

Her hands move to the knob,

Her heart begins to throb

She feels all weak in the knees

Can someone stop...

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When we sit down for tea

you tell me

nothing makes you more happier

than knowing that you’re loved and

being able to share that love

and for a second I panic.

I panic like everyone else

when they come to something

that they don’t understand.

I panic because

the only love I’ve ever known

comes with a whole host of expectations

of who to love

of when to love

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Everyone chooses for himself:

 A woman, a religion, and the path.

 You can serve the devil or the lass.

Everyone chooses for himself.

Everyone chooses for himself:

A word for love or just a prayer,

 A sword for the duel, shelter as a lair.

 Everyone chooses for himself.

Everyone chooses for himself:

Shield and armor, staff and a hat.

The service to the greed...

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I am today's protester

Complying with the latest plan;

I use a spray to make my day

Spreading graffiti with aerosol can

And when I can't do it in their halls

I console myself with stuff on walls.

I block the free passage of the road

So workers can't get by

And push the police to "overload"

So that they barely try

To enforce the laws that have been made

To keep...

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Air-guitar and

boogie-woogie,

cutting shapes and

dancing,

entertaining

Friday nights with

glam-rock and

headbanging.

Indie bands and

juke boxes,

k-pop to

latin jazz,

mainstream blues with

night-time moves

outrageous

punk pizzazz.

Queen still reign at

rock and roll,

silky soul,

T-Rex;

Undertones,

Van Morrison

wrapped up with

X-Ray...

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Freedom exists

Thursday,18th April 2019

Freedom

exists seldom

by one form or another

if there remains no fear

is it a state of mind?

where you find

some restrictions

and mind refuses to give some instructions

even if the country is free

you are made to flee

face the criminal proceedings

and you fear the ending of life

freedom and libert...

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In hordes they teem this eager flock,

to bring libations un-thought all,

some adorned in hard won wealth,

others come in cheaper cloth

to hear sweet music, retailed hymns,

the bright lit windows hypnotized,

they break warm bread that’s offered there

and drip their faith in litter bins 

Elsewhere some cathedrals lie bereft

cold stone ancient edifices,

warmed by wi...

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Aks se poochh baitha dil yeh sawaal:

Kaash kabhi aaisa ho…

Koi miley jot um jaisa ho…

Naye kisi ped ki koi shaakh ho…

Patey naye phool aur nayi saakh ho…

Kamzor dil na koi baat kahe ki chot miley…

Aik aas meri hai ki nayi bahaar ke akhrot miley…

Surkh sebo ki tarah mizaaj haseen honth laal ho…

Door kisi pahadi pe ugi makai ke jaise reshmi baal ho…

Husn itna lajawaab...

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He sniffed at Miles Davis in his Pompous English way

but doffed his treasured cap to the tunes of Sid Bechet,

who himself was not a stranger to the pulling of a trigger,

though to one as mean as he was he'd have been a lowly “Nigger”

From High windows he could survey other lesser forms of life,

those toads and grubby proles mired in their strif...

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HEAVY BAG

heavy
bag
hung in
the way 
on my
toes
in defensive
pose
shadow
boxed
a
paradox
when down
took kicks
blocked
the hits
hands
up
here comes
the upper cut
against
the ropes
losing
hope
down for
the count
back i
bounced
could barely
stand
but had
a plan
twelfth
round
opening
found
never
blinked
took the
final swing
won the
belt
with a knockout
i d...

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This Friday

We depart but have no destination

lost we harbour no hope for the future

We have abandoned all that was given

to pursue the worthless and uncertain

We deceive ourselves and others with us

no answers or alternatives come our way

We engage in animosity and hostility

with backs turned against love and acceptance

We believe we are masters of our own destiny

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I am a snake charmer

My father was a snake charmer

And his father and all the fathers

Who came before.

I have inherited the gift

Of charming snakes.

I tame them. I make them dance.

People say that I hypnotise them

But they would be wrong. 

I play my pungi 

I breathe in and out

Slowly.

I sway from side to side 

I fix them with my gaze 

But, if truth be told...

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ANNIE

I knew her once

so long ago

loved her

with pride I watched her grow

and slowly blossom -

and now

she's gone from me

cut from my life

a pale face in an album

a frozen memory

all contact broken

Am I now a total stranger

or would she

by some miracle

half remember

that once we interacted

but all that's changed

my supp...

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Conscious of it lurking nearby

a malevolent presence

a sinister hazard

its preliminary attacks 

not entirely unexpected.

Suddenly pouncing, leopardlike

prowling in the high dry grass

masking evil intentions

camouflaged by dappled pelt

ready to spring on its prey.

Where had it been skulking?

Hiding in the woodshed

in a little-used cupboard

inside an ...

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On mushroom hill

the ground is rich with promise

fertile all consuming,

through veins the pulse is carried

and the blossom of caps

tender, secretive with nightmares

of sweet languor,

butter wouldn't melt in our mouths

on mushroom hill.

This muted sun, the schism

of autumn bounty may be

the last you'll see

as sink down to mould

you surely must,

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Tractors gaining traction

In and of my life

Never did I ever think 

That I would be a tractor's wife.

Implements and attachments

Belts and belts galore

Reapers, tillers, compostors

Who could ask for more?

Aerators and harvesters

Plows; for winter and for spring

Lots and lots and lots of tires

Damn near everything...

That someone would ever want

If they should...

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Each one seems to be a grave one to live with.. 
Each one seems capable to reach the conscious zenith.. 
Each one seems to lie as a thorn in the memory... 
Each one seems attenuating and blurry..

Each one seems to last a thousand lifetimes.. 
Each one seems to make one die a million times.. 
Each one seems to be kept preserved as keepsakes.. 
Each one seems to be forgotten as the day brea...

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Who will ever tell or know

the unheard silent echoes

from passing lives laid low:

those ghosts of chanted psalms

once melodious in their praise

lie buried beneath the turf

within walls they helped to raise;

and who can see the cowled monks

whose ghostly whispered prayers

whose canticle or hymn

whispers through the evening's airs -

through the great stone entrance a...

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The time was running out I’m feeling low

We’re 4-2 down cos of Aguerro

Then it turns round with Llorente’s goal

But will the goal be disallowed

A deathly hush falls upon the ground

The verdict waited by the silent crowd

But there’s VAR Man watching from the stand

He sees that it’s come off his hip and didn’t hit his hand

And the VAR Man says it’s not Handball

The re...

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TOMMY BILLS

I was Fifteen years old and starting my first job. The day itself a blur

Notable for my first instruction, given with relaxed assurance from a giant of a man

Six Foot Six, size 15’s, I’d never seen a man so tall and

Me a schoolboy by comparison. 

‘Pass me those tools,’ he said. Tommy Bills was his name                                           

Built like the prove...

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Everything I achieved

Is part guilt

Part coffee

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But for you

I would not be alone

But for you

There would have been one more at home

But for you

The unknowing would not feel so cold

But for you

I’d feel more joy in growing old

But for you

My mind might be at rest

But for you

Life may have been less of a test

But for you

A single race I have run

But for you

I can plac...

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Reasons he had plenty

To not steal tomorrow 

As the night faded

Inhaled in the morning 

Was all but regret

He vowed to he’d be ready

But greed won again

The day after came

Still not tomorrow 

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Clouds running leeward

Far; stretched to the horizon

Freedom for the eyes 

Cherry blossoms fall

Softly upon the water

Flowing through the soul 

Willow dappled light 

Dances lightly on my soul

Always in my hart

Nightly you appear 

To masquerade as moonlight 

deceit in your stealth 

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They never changed that room.
Dolls, teddy bears, trains,
And transformers all hold space,
Lock time in perpetual stasis.
When death comes life stops.

Family said they should pack
Things away. It’s too hard
To be reminded day after day
Of a future lost in the past,
But a room can be a memorial.

It’s a museum of childhood,
Until a child of a later
Generation discovers it with
Glee....

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i want to sleep,

my eyes are tired,

my brain is blank,

my body wants to collapse,

but i can't.

i want to sleep,

the pillow is so soft,

the bed is calling,

the blanket is nice,

but i can't.

i want to sleep,

and having a sweet dreams,

and nothing to think,

and wake up in the morning,

but i can't.

i think, it is because of,

a cup of coffe...

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Go before a wintered moon,

And wash the floors with blood,

Calvary shed tears for fallen men.

The saddened shape of wallowing mothers,

Forgotten besides a rock half hearted,

Blue in the garden of afterimaged suns.

Follow me in the bask of glory!

A sanctity of food,

And willowed aspects of what of you?

The swallowed end of a dream to be,

Flailing in moti...

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Churches have been burning everywhere

For various reasons since their creation

Some made of wood and stone

Most of beliefs and hopes

Each time the fire takes everything on its path

Leaving behind either ashes and water, or delusion and despair

In equal parts

Each time the scorching heat inside the soul

Unbearable

Now the cathedral is on fire

People congregate fro...

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'Last chemo session! Ring the bell three times!'

Said the sign on the wall beside the big, metal hub.

I had hesitated, but a smiling attendant

A gentleman, a very gentle man from front desk

Hopped to the kitchen

And returned with two, huge, metal spoons.

He pressed them into my hand. 'Go for it!'

And I struck the silver gong three times:

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The clan...

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kiss me on the mouth

let me be; set me free

to be trapped against you

pain I wish nothing on

to wrap arms you know

i can not deny

when to hold her brings joy

let me know

let me be; set me free

wish against me not away

to understand nothing is a void

unhappiness be where you know not

do not fight, my love

endings to soon to show

but listen to direction and ...

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Mind Cultivation

Cultivating your mind

is like developing a city

with neighbourhoods.

Then linking the infrastructure

so the whole organism

can flourish

Don Matthews

Aug 2017

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Locked in a steel cage,
No where to run and hide.
A public spectacle,
Running in circles but going nowhere.
Stuck in a rutt,
Is there more to life than these four walls?
Thinking outside the box was unheard of,
Life seemed to be pre-established.
Complacency is the new smoking,
Satisfying in the moment but won't fulfill a destiny.
Only a select few can choose to live different,
So why no...

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(Well, once again I find myself awake at 3.30 a.m. you've gotta love insomnia. A good friend told me she wished I'd cheer up and to honour that wish I thought I'd try and write a response and a thank you.)

There are so many things to be grateful for,

For a start, just the chance to draw breath,

That alone is enough and we shouldn't ignore,

The fact that we daily cheat death.

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