Poetry Blogs (2019)
What mask should I wear today
Happy to beat sad, colours to beat grey
A mask to trick, a mask to decieve
A web of lies is easy to weave
A new face of confidence, free of fear
Laid on thick, so no cracks appear
Cracks like desperation, depression and pain
Covered with false confidence, it's a task to maintain
We all rely on our masks, to protect and to hide
Frightened, embarrassed, to sho...
Tuesday 25th June 2019 8:08 pm
If I close my eyes, in this head space I’ll be able to concentrate on breathing. The silver fish and woodlice can have the corners underneath this bed; I’ll not care. I’ll ignore the mustiness of the orange nylon carpet, the dust on the flock wallpaper, the pounding in my neck. It won’t be three in the morning, with only a two bar electric fire and the World Service for company. These high walls a...
Tuesday 25th June 2019 7:01 pm
Also by Jonathan Humble:You and I |
When our tears, we seem unable to control.
Remember Heaven awaits for our lost soul.
They are at peace and rest, a stranger to pain.
We cry long at our loss, but it’s Heaven’s gain.
Paradise awaits those who deserve it most.
And we will meet again, when God is our host.
But for now the reason God gave us a heart.
Is to fill it with memories if loved ones depart.
One day we’...
Tuesday 25th June 2019 6:14 pm
Also by Mike Bartram:For My Dad |
What do you see
When your eyes land on me
What do you fear
When I am near
What is written on the wall
That's guarding you from all
I long to give to you
Do you know
Do you really know
That I would never let you go
Do you understand
I only wish to be with you
In the end
When I look at you
It's like the whole world is new
A better place for all...
Tuesday 25th June 2019 5:50 pm
Also by Jara Giner:Missed Something |
Oh the commotion and the deception
Untranquil heart, mind raises diversions
Nothing could have made sense with turbulations
Now things are fine and all problems demolition
It's all making perfect sense, now it sure makes sense
Last one year life was a roller coaster ride
Things were going wrong making me crazy
Nothing made sense whatever troubles that were going on
Tuesday 25th June 2019 5:49 pm
Also by Do.RoThY:AWKLUTMLB!! | Patience until then!!! | YASTOIL!! | sweet confessions!! | I ain't a puppet anymore!! | Why??? | Lost and never found!! | Trust!! | Smile!!!! | Good morning world!! | Fate or unfate!!! | clean up!!! | Choices!!! | symbolic!!! | Mission pencil!! | It ain't lust!!! | Sweet nothings!!! | No love, no labour, nothing lost!!! | Focus on life!!! | (untitled) | Coming back to you again!!!! | Thank you!!! | Build me!!! | The shadows!!! | Replacement!! | destination love!! | You are invited!! | Belongs to you!!! | Lips of phi!! | Life's Experiences !!! | Inevitable reality!!! | jealously suicidal!!! | The flood!! | After you left!! | Trust your love!!! | Untitled for love!! | The story so far!! | Can do anything!!! | Dreams unchained!!!! | In times to come!!!! | Could you try once more!! |
a mother fondles
with loving eyes
the child she made
it is her delight
in the heavenlies
to create mankind
the father fondles
with loving eyes
what he formed
it is beautiful
Tuesday 25th June 2019 5:40 pm
Also by Rick:heartquake | an unknown middle-aged woman | enshrined on the bridge | Isaiah 40 | a covering | Seen in Hull (a tanka) | glad you popped by pts 1 and 2 |
with its weight of year's
time weighs heavier and heavier on the old man's shoulders
but in the fair weathered golden crucible of his youth
sheltering his naivety as he revelled in its dwindling glory
there were no concerns for age or death
no fear whatsoever of having to take part
in their processions of morbidity.
Sadly, any dreams he thought useable to fulfil his futu...
Tuesday 25th June 2019 4:33 pm
Also by Rose Casserley:UnBeat(le)able | Hive member. Natural drone | 3 ridiculous retorts! | straying into a wildlife reserve | midnight midwinter |
This poem is a response to Cynthia B.T's. polite polemic, Mind in a Cage.
I am grateful to her for having incited me to use my mind.
Imprisoned or Prism
Our mind is the eye
By which we see, or not, all worlds;
The humdrum, the yet to come,
The mathematical, the fantastical.
By which we perceive, or n...
Tuesday 25th June 2019 4:21 pm
Also by afishamongmany:Thoughts about Thought | The Brink of Time | Blurred | Meeting Greeting | Three Times | Startingblocks | Stairways |
White noise is the cloak my mind wears
to protect me from its darkness.
I'm always elsewhere,
In a place of emptiness.
Tuesday 25th June 2019 3:23 pm
Also by Sophie Morley:Waking up | Hour glass | Narcissists anonymous | My telescope: Tommy |
Your thoughts are valued, but
your feelings are priceless.
As your mind is monetized,
your soul is worth it's weight in gold.
Tuesday 25th June 2019 3:02 pm
Also by DeVaughn:Emotions | Words | Love | Untilted | Loss of Identity | Lost Soul | Love Blues | MENTAL BONDAGE | THE CREATOR | DREAM QUEST | FEARLESS MIND |
Faster...Faster...Don't stop...Don't let them catch you...
Pedal faster, fast enough so that the tears never touch your cheeks, fast enough so that the little droplets that sparkle in the moon light disappear behind you, into the darkness to slow down the horrid thoughts that chase you
Pedal faster...fast enough so that you out run your own mind
Pedal faster...fast enough so that there is...
Tuesday 25th June 2019 3:01 pm
Also by ByteSize:Inner Voices | Doubt | I Need You | Just resting my eyes | Matryoshka | Unable to live without Love | Broken | Beauty is in the eye | Demons Never Leave | Hidden | Struggle Not to Fall Again | Her | Fading | Happy Birthday My Dearest Sister | A Stranger | I long to surrender my heart | Long for Silence | The Sweetest Lies | Shadow Person | Lost | Returned | More than a smile |
'Languge merely pictures facts'
then changes his mind and retracts;
'It's more complex than I at first thought,
my Tractatus has all come to nought
for there's more to them cats on them mats'.
Words and foto Thomas H Carroll
Tuesday 25th June 2019 2:36 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:A freedom to express | The end of interest | testing... 1 2 3 | The Complainer |
I will paint a picture
of my life with a border
a perfect picture of obsessive compulsive disorder
imagine inside a house above a fire is a
the painting is of a scene
inside a house with a painting on the wall
above the fire
and smaller again the painting on the painting
on the painting and it just gets smaller until it's a dot
A single dot left on the chalk board
Tuesday 25th June 2019 2:08 pm
Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:A Fool Like Me | tick tok | Dear Diary | God Blessable Bless | The power of giving | 2019 New moon 17th june | Transformation | 11.11 | Heartburn no more |
aaj boht dino baad main khul kar hansi hoon
khud ko ainey mey deykhkr sharmai hoon
log merey muskaraney ka sabb poochtey hain
sochti hoon keh doon ya rehney doon
meyra aashiq hai boht khoobsurat
nazar na lag jaiyey usko kiski
yahi sochkr apni doston sey taaruf nahi krwati hoon
woh soochta hai main usko pasand nahi krti
is liyey dosron sey nahi milwati hoon
Tuesday 25th June 2019 1:43 pm
Also by Merey Jazbaat:ik pal!! | ehsaas!! | alfaaz!! | tumharey liyey |
There will be
it's no excuse
I just don't have
Tuesday 25th June 2019 1:16 pm
Also by d.knape:A Pallet On The Floor | Back Porch | What Meets The Eye | When Everything Made Sense | Carmotion | Slow Walking | Expansion Announcement | Father's Day Poem | Diminishing Returns | Manly Thoughts | Wink | Devices | Mommy Mommy | Wireless World | Ordering A Mouse | Letting Things Go | Cat Nap | White Stripe | Reunion | School Photos | Last Laugh | Saving Grace |
What prompted me to compose,
Pen down the lines after so many days!
Perhaps I owe it to her – all my happiness;
Realized after so many days!
Her eyes aren’t just eyes, my desires flourished;
She scaled after so many days!
The pen stained in the her memory penned everything,
Magically itself after so many days!
Misunderstood phases vanished, mistakes abandoned;
Tuesday 25th June 2019 12:57 pm
Also by ai ou:आज बड़े दिनों के बाद| | Intoxication To My Greed! | Aik Nazm | WhatsApp DPs |
My grandson, now thirteen, and sports adept
Had to have ingrown toenails removed
From his two big toes
And the toes treated against regrowth.
Wide awake surgery -
And he was understandably nervous.
'Will you come with me, Grandma?'
'Of course, Honey.'
I would move heaven and earth for the child!
The three ladies in attendance were pleasant
And quietly interested ...
Tuesday 25th June 2019 12:39 pm
Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:Cutting the Grass | Mind in a Cage | Math Test | I Hope There Is A Heaven For That Pretty Pink Dress |
Other people’s bodies
I don’t understand them
I want to command them
They become myself then
Turn into a weapon
I crave a distance
Just to feel a resistance
Then I wanna get hit with
The power of a kiss
Tuesday 25th June 2019 11:54 am
Also by Robert C Gaulke:The Throb | To the edge of the ledge with a pickle wedge | On rejoining the cult | The Pitch | Ah, yes | The fabulist | Parents | Today's Meeting | Climbing out of a lie | E. Rigby’s Granddaughter |
If it was your son,
you’d want to know why,
What was on his mind?
Could it be predicted?
If he became the source of a statistic often quoted,
of a crime doubled up, year upon year,
I think you’d want to know.
Or would you veer away?
Never ask yourself why
he reacted in that way.
Did you raise your voice too often
in his formative years,
Tuesday 25th June 2019 11:29 am
Also by Laura Taylor:Pep Talk | Manspreader Ha-cha-cha-cha |
Tuesday 25th June 2019 11:19 am
Also by Wolfgar:A million more did start | On hearing news of murder | Ravi Shankar stopped me wanking | The management of savagery | Gently in the forest | Beyond the mirror |
Mist upon the red ash of dawn,
and beneath the mist, water,
and beneath the water, silt
and silent rounding stone.
I, swallowed white on the overpass,
become water, if only for a moment grown
beneath the one true nature, blind
to the soft descent, bound to tortured rapid,
unknowing my end in the sea.
Tuesday 25th June 2019 11:09 am
Also by Devon Brock:i'm truly sorry for this... | To The Little Girl With Omelettes In Her Eyes | The Sum of Endeavors | Stasis | Falling | To The Guileless Rover | Life and Hard Candy | Some thoughts on the definitions of "Smudge" as per Merriam-Webster | Shoeshine - Recalling the Lessons of My Father - In Memoriam | Migration On A Bad Day | Rendering Dream Upon Waking #1 | In The Valley of Your Bones | The Insolence of Poisoned Ivy | The Monkey Trap of Suicide Hill | She Calls It Sorrow | Walking Hopper - a prose poem | The Sewage Comes From Within |
Tuesday, June 25, 2019
No more wish
Monday,24th June 2019
I am approaching death
with an uneasy breath
my memory gives me slip
I am unable to sleep too
I felt a deep pain in her voice
she had no other choice
give promise to no one
and prefer a lone environment
I have talked with many poetesses
but they have never denied me access
Tuesday 25th June 2019 10:50 am
Also by Hasmukh Mehta:Raise head high | Fire flames | The name of forgiveness | Omnipresent and Omnipresence | Simple occurence | I am an ultimate | Work with sacrifice | Damn wild | New to heart | present failure | With colorful flowers | New to heart | Lines are drawn | He delivers | Find yourself | Not beauty alone | Personality at home | Love bridge | With the child | Mountain and arivers | Only one creature | Common feeling | Real talent | Limited role | Cimplete strangers | Chatterer | Remain alive | Eyes speak pain | :Love-not a dream | No need | New trend | Change the fate | No pretension | Noa pathoven | Busy personality | I cry alone | Love is not | As if in cage | Love the way | Love the way | Eid-real worship day | Walk aimlessly | With a frown face | As if the cage | My answer | Less dangerous | No chance | Our folly | The painter | Allow me free entry | Dominate the scene | Omnipresent God |
over the edge
like comic relief
for the dangerously desensitized
and tragically disaffected
the fate of low entropy and all our chances at
something hoped for, desired yet unexpected
--our ultimate affinity an inglorious end
achieved in the finality of irreversible disorder
Tuesday 25th June 2019 9:09 am
Also by elPintor:X-Y | heartswell | h-bomb (the singularity is here) |
In celebration of nature....
The Squirrel Ripple
Out in the park,
Relishing signs of spring,
I chanced upon a wonderful thing,
I watched, wishing I too,
The squirrel ripple.
Across a flint grey path,
Camouflage in place,
Keeping a low profile
From the rat race.
Bright eyes right,
Tuesday 25th June 2019 8:27 am
Also by eve nortley:Rock Pools | Can you bank on Winston? | Hostile Environment | Modern Slavery | I will go home and cry | SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY | Sparklers in the dark | Sea Woman | A Life On The Ocean Wave | Come down to the beach... | Driftwords | Awful Androgens | Dear Mr Burne Jones | Birmingham's Bhangra Babes | 21st Century Love | Curry and Kulfi | Gambling with grandad | Money | Sir Frances Drake |
Fire and Brimstone
I ask, why should I always
Write ground-breaking stuff?
Poets should be free to write
Whate'er the want (so tough)
Sometimes I'll write cathartic
Just to ease my hurt
Nothing breaking ground here
Just common garden dirt
At other times I just might
Write to please myself
You choose to like it? OK fine
(If not, OK still fine)
Tuesday 25th June 2019 8:18 am
Also by Don Matthews:No Particular Semblance (or WTF?) | Whinging Poms All Sent Home | Conscious Uncoupling | Service Stations. Disappearing Services | My Muse Has Gone Off Bike-Riding | This Ain't No Aussie Launchpad Don | Infected | Bridget Everett - On the Edge | Snaffling Brexit Discontents | Wavemaker. But... | How Much Does One Reveal to Strangers? | Maryon Wants Me To Write Edgy | Outside the Rink. Unfettered | Monty Python's Bavarian Restaurant | Do You Remember Anya, Kate? | Models on Catwalks | Haiku – College of | The Poet's Grave | Nothing Deep and Thoughtful Here | Why Can't I Be Spiderman? | Why Has Our Aussie Stopped Posting? |
Let's travel to Hell in a handcart,
Come on, we're already half way there,
If you want, wring your hands and pretend to care,
But let's not pretend that it's true despair,
So let's travel to Hell in a handcart.
Let's travel to Hell in a handcart,
You know that it's where we all want to go,
Wouldn't be this way if it wasn't so,
Saying yes to this mess and never say no,...
Tuesday 25th June 2019 6:02 am
Also by Jason Bayliss:The Book Of Broken Promises | A Face In The Looking Glass | A Spiders Haiku | Me And My Mortality | Crimson | Haiku X 10 | Hiding In The Silence |
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
You look handsome,
And so are you.
Orchids are white,
Ghosts are rare,
The light is grey,
And so is your hair.
With buds like eggs,
Your feeling is strong,
And so are your legs.
Up to the skies,
A child is innocent,
And so are your eyes.
Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
The cup is loving,
And so are your ...
Tuesday 25th June 2019 4:03 am
Also by catchmeifyoucan:Jasmine's torment | dolphins | passions | Phil Kay |
Swirls of smoke
Swirls of smog
In this pestilential fog:
No picturesque landscape this.
Church bells only useful
for announcing mass-acres of the dead.
Sin shines in like wet, black pavements under gaslight
Look! a broken green-tinged laudanum bottle
Tincture of nightmare, smelling of gin,
Listen to the devil assail thee, roast thee, consume thee...
Tuesday 25th June 2019 1:08 am
Also by John E Marks:a splash of yellow across a sometime sky... | The Shoah of us all | Brother | The voice of death, the voice of love and the voice of art. | Destiny | DEEP SONG - FERAL YOUTH | Die Zauberflote | Villanesque | SUFI | No man ever steps in the same river twice | A tangle in mind | An incidental haunting | The end of the world | The forgotten lore | The Christian East | Dark Star | Trilobite | Flesh is weak | Txt Msg | saying goodbye | Small town boy | Easter Sunday in Nineveh, Iraq | Written near water | The defeat at Seville November 1248 | SUTTEE | OTTO'S LAMENT | The golden, fairy goddess | D-DAY | El Tiempo | Lemons on sale again | Stoic suicide | Liminal |
I seem to wear my heart upon or hidden up my sleeve,
always trying out new tricks but failing to deceive.
As the song says, "I'd rather be hard to love than easy to leave."
Tuesday 25th June 2019 1:04 am
Also by Eiren Water:perfect | what's left | I wonder | addicts lie | outside | maybe mayhem |
Please don't ever believe
I just sat here in silent acceptance;
I am fighting for you
The only way I know how.
Tuesday 25th June 2019 12:30 am
Also by Hallielle Rose Dawson:Your Mistake | Continuous Positive Airway Pressure | Half a Life | The Abyss | All of May |
Welcome To The New Age;
Where 'no' means 'yes' and 'yes' means 'get me pregnant.'
Where a woman's underwear can be waved in front of a court like a white flag justifying all the reasons why he raped her.
And where the lining a woman's dress is the difference between 'leave me alone' and 'fuck me right here on the table'
When I was 16 years old, a teacher touched me on the knee, caress...
Monday 24th June 2019 9:34 pm
Is it not the beads you count
Is it not that blessing
Is it not your seated position
on the far side of the screen
It’s here I come and spill
twisting myself as rope
a constant confessional
And through the cracks
behind the mesh
I feel your furtive eyes
licking my salacious lines
you are my witness
you are my priest
Is it not the way you br...
Monday 24th June 2019 8:12 pm
Also by Tom:Pillars of Creation | Purpose | Shadows Climb In My Cold Room | Return To America | To Be Adored | Don't Look Into Their Eyes | Your Light, Our Youth |
You are crying
that distraught, devastating wail
as if there had been news
of the death of a dear one
or the cruelest of disappointments
I am laughing
a jaw-aching ecstatic howl
with sublime tears spilling
relentlessly as my shoulders
As you face the mirror
and I stand at your shoulder
our faces are identical.
© Graham Sherwood 0...
Monday 24th June 2019 7:25 pm
Also by Graham Sherwood:(untitled) |
Words sneak up on me
Come up behind me
Grab me round the throat
Gag and starve me of all else
Beat me about the head
Until my mouth
My pen release them
A teeming, fighting stream
Of conscious thought
Storming an unconscious self
Words that nag and push me around
Like a long-lost friend
Assaulting my senses
Lying dormant for a time
In sleepy tired dreams...
Monday 24th June 2019 5:33 pm
Also by Martin Elder:Eddie Condon's apprentice | How many tonight |
Pills and powders flying around the streets, each dealer adding their own unique twist to create a bigger batch of what they call a treat. A lads night out, a festival gone wrong, it doesn’t take much for you not to be so strong. “I know my limit” they say, but the pill that you pop may lead you astray, all that you’ve worked for, all who you love, gone in a flash over a dodgy bag of drugs. Laying...
Monday 24th June 2019 5:25 pm
Also by Holly Robinson:Grey clouds |
Thousands of pages in an empty room
Thousands of stories waiting to be told
The pages go untouched
The magic within begins to fade
Beloved characters cease to exist
Daring fights go unheard of
People begin to feel empty
Not always sure why
It's because those empty rooms
Inked pages breathe life to us
Teach us history, adventures, to love
We mustn't forget t...
Monday 24th June 2019 4:43 pm
Close by to and smelling the smoke
of cruel fingered, beautiful Pheasant killing guns on a hillside
their hot twin barrels poking out from clusters of undergrowth
causing me to partially inhale
the little slow drifting clouds of cordite they emit.
I know these images I am sketching for you with words
are not humane ones by any stretch of the imagination
but I need to use ...
Monday 24th June 2019 3:51 pm
Also by Jemima Jones:Replacement | Returning to the embrace of echoes | Winters uncontested Minstrel | From Fly to fertilizer | Necessity of repetitions |
LAST THOUGHTS ON FIDEL
FOR THOSE ABOUT TO LIE AND THOSE WHO SALUTE YOU,
NEVER HAS SO MUCH, BEEN STOLEN FROM SO MANY,
BY SO FEW.
THE LIBERAL COMMENTARIAT KNOWS A THING OR TWO
ABOUT THAT. ET TU BRUTE? ET TU?
I’M WATCHING LATE NIGHT TELEVISION,
WITH THE RADICALS CALLING THE SHOTS.
THEY’RE REVIEWING WEST-END MUSICALS,
WHILE THE WORLD’S DOWNTRODDEN ROTS.
Monday 24th June 2019 3:19 pm
Also by trevor homer:THE POETRY CAFE |
Be kind... I am still getting used to writing after my stroke. It’s so hard but a friend’s experience prompted this one . Assisted technology sounds bizarre reading back such a sensitive topic. I hope it still works as a poem.
It’s not a street light.
It’s so hard to see.
It frightens me.
I’m not worth it.
Am I to blame?
Is it my f...
Monday 24th June 2019 3:12 pm
Also by Louise Hogg:This is me |
YOURS TO SEIZE
take bull by
is your glass
out of brass
from tap wtaer
five star meal
of a sink hole
into a book
without a hook
shower in pennies
under the rain
full crop from
Monday 24th June 2019 12:15 pm
Also by cindylee loucks:OVERDUE | ECLAIR | CHAMELEON(2) | VAMPIRE'S KISS | IN THE MOURNING | SPACE LEFT BEHIND | BAIL PAID | BOUNTY | ACE OF SPADES | WORDS | GHOST |
The bird in the tree
looked down at me
"Why do you cry?"
I told the bird
"That is absurd.
There's something in my eye."
The bird in the tree
again spoke to me.
"Why do you lie?"
I said to the bird
"That's rubbish and curd!
Mind your own, by and by."
The bird in th...
Monday 24th June 2019 11:07 am
Also by Lisa C Bassignani:Trying New Things | X X X | Yikes! | Eric Was a Werewolf | Ethereal Wisps | Bored in Study Hall. The Nonsensical Ramblings of a Teenage Mind | What Do You Know? |
Goes out of his way to get in the way of others
typical grin masked snide
a below the belt puncher
paints brave pictures of himself with brushes of self-delusion
his teeth probably blackened by all the lies forced through them
public whinging enemy number one
paranoid prattling prick
detests anyone stealing his thunder
constantly scanning with his cycloptic-like eye ( the o...
Monday 24th June 2019 10:56 am
Also by Patricia and Stefan Wilde:Kid to Killer | Flashbacks |
Let Iran live
Those who want a war in Iran, ought to look
At the people in the street, shopping laughing a good time is had.
Millions of them will be killed and maimed by war is as idiotic as it is senseless and solves nothing. Other
than giving more power to the Saudis and the elephant
in the room which tactfully not mention.
I ask Europe not to give in to” a coalition of t...
Monday 24th June 2019 10:44 am
Also by jan oskar hansen:Sunday morning somewhere | lone ranger | the Greek Poet | the death of love | forest dog | the blue | the apprentice | deafeat | a very rich woman | the piano | the Greek-Orthodox church | romance | war memories | the theft | the experiment |
If my love for you were a road
then it would stretch beyond the horizon.
If my love for you were an oak
then its branches would reach the highest heaven.
If my love for you were a lion
then its strength would overcome all.
If my love for you were water
then there would never be a thirsty mouth.
If my love for you were bread
then no-one would go hungry again.
My love for you is ...
Monday 24th June 2019 10:18 am
Also by Jon Stainsby:A natural concert | Holding on | Colour - Red |
If I have 2 of something,
and then you give me 1 more
have you given me a half
or a third extra?
(You've changed my 2 to a 3,
increasing my lot by
half again - that's 50% of
the original quantity -
but that one extra is only a third -
or 33% - of my new total amount.)
Monday 24th June 2019 10:16 am
Also by Richie Muster:A Cornucopia Of Haikus | 7-Up: Cleanliness Is Next To Impossible | The Whole Hog | Leave Or Remain, It's All The Same | If Poems Were Paintings (A Scabrous Fantasy, Written After Watching J. Koons at Work On BBC4) |
Cuando digo que te quiero es porque lo siento en el fondo de mi alma. Nadie sabe lo que siento y espero que nadie nunca lo haga porque si no se enamorarian de ti. Sigo creyendo que las cosas pasan por algo, sigo creyendo que llegaste a mi por algo.
Cuando digo que mi humor depende de ti es porque cuando no estamos hablando estoy llorando o estoy pensando cosas que nadie quiere pensar. Y...
Monday 24th June 2019 8:35 am
Oh dear my eyes can't bear
longing so long - with fear
it's another year, with the same tear
only thing it knows is Spartan's spear;
hidden somewhere near
still not clear
what to do? with this fear
I lend my ear (beneath the seer )
are you there somewhere / to hear
you left me here with the spear
but I can't find a deer
which will appear
so that I can beat the beer
Monday 24th June 2019 8:31 am
Their is nothing worse than idiots Presuming things will happen . Then People are Hurt . Not for the good of it . But for the Greed and Deciet . It only takes a second to presume things will happen . But can take a Life Time to show what is right or wrong . Did they happen or Not . Don’t let Presumers Win by letting them Win. They are letting them win . They are winning by Presumptions . And not w...
Monday 24th June 2019 7:06 am
Also by Wendy Higson:Life’s Changes |
Take a step.
Where does it take you?
Where can it take you?
Where do you want to go?
How many steps does it take to get there?
It won’t be an easy journey,
For there are many twists and turns.
Forks in the road
And challenges you will face.
The brave don’t give up.
You are brave.
Remember that and take those steps to achieving your dreams.
But how do you know which path to ta...
Monday 24th June 2019 3:32 am
In the twilight zone of the home
news has just arrived from Bellatrix
so I am told.
It says the tea was weak today.
Nobody could explain it away,
nor how the security locks could be disabled
by judicious use of medication and Aesop's Fables.
I saw the book on the communal shelf
next to the maxi remote control
which was used for communication I was told
Sunday 23rd June 2019 9:58 pm
Also by ray pool:THE MESSAGE | TEN ON THE SPHINCTER SCALE | ON FATHERS DAY | GLASS MARBLES | SEARCHING AND FINDING | LATE INDULGENCE |