Poetry Blogs (2019)
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
Expressing isn't always about impressing
Sometimes it's a confession
Or the regression of a memory
It might even be
About a maybe
A one day me
That I only see
Approximately more clearly
When it's put into words
It could seem absurd
When it's read
Or tis' heard
But they must be released
In order to cease
My mental marathon
Sunday 20th October 2019 12:42 am
Also by Ruth O'Reilly: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 |
Your words are no match for this real, reality
Clawed, gnarled carvings of scrolled banality
Metrical schemes and punk'ed, Punctuation
A stanza frozen, deconstructed in emotional isolation
The means are a shackled, shackles show
A chaotic sentence of structured syllables, a critiqued wheeze
Howled and meek, of which no prose or poetry will grow
Just an unfelt ink scr...
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
My flower – do these spots your beauty taint?
Do they betray the canker's cold caress?
Have you been licked with recent frostiness?
Fatal embraces in which you rooted faint.
Who's bite corrupts you – sinless as a saint -
and blows the trumpet on your loveliness?
What snake with loathsome lips has kissed your dress?
Does near mortality your petals paint?
Saturday 19th October 2019 9:26 pm
Also by Chris Laverty:Bird Of Destiny | Modern Bards | On Visiting North Devon In October |
There are all types
Canvassing the comings and goings
Of the disorganized crowd
From the park bench
The slow walkers looking straight forward
The effervescent teenagers
The dogs walking their masters
The deep thinkers looking straight downward
The oblivious young couples
The screaming toddlers
The bird watchers looking straight upward
The aged lon...
Saturday 19th October 2019 7:51 pm
Also by Jeannot:War and peace | Reaching out | Deconstruction | No replay | Simple song |
The unwanted guest
We are having guests tomorrow
I hate it upsetting my day
Eight people and one of them is a woman
I once loved and wrote poetry about.
It is embarrassing I used her as a muse
But I’m not interested in her personally.
The only good thing is we are going to a posh
Restaurant and I don’t have to pay.
If they order something dear and it is not
Saturday 19th October 2019 7:43 pm
Also by jan oskar hansen: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 |
I made a mess over there
I feel better over here
don’t want to go near it
don’t want to think about it
the mind demands
something else to compare
we’re getting somewhere
if we had to go back
and confront it
there might be
some kind of damage
we move to a third place
the proper distance
Saturday 19th October 2019 6:38 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:The art of flim | #2 | Your cheatin’ heart | It stinks | warning: poetry spam | bathroom pass |
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 |
Can you take your stiletto from me dear?
You'll find it in my back
I've had lots of practice reaching for it
But I can't quite get the knack
While you're at it there's your axe dear
It's buried in my head
I've groped and fumbled to reach it
But all I can see is red
(Oh dear I think I might be dead!)
Saturday 19th October 2019 9:06 am
Also by Peter Ridgway:The beast | Hide | Communication |
Distant echoes as a text resends.
Following crowds throughout this neighbourhood
Strangers in black are up to no good.
The taste of fear circulates on the breeze.
Alcohol dependency creates such unease.
There’s religion for sale in each city centre
Was Jesus Christ a real go getter?
Nightclubs spill out and soon there’s some drama
The hungry and homeless believe i...
Saturday 19th October 2019 8:08 am
Also by Robert holyland:Seventeen steps | Goodbyes. | Disease pleas |
A Bold Red
“This is really bold
A dense ball of black fruit
with dark roasted spice notes
Deepening into a whirlpool
of black soy-like inkiness,
bitumen and molasses
You get the picture”
Actually I don't
And despite 175 years in the making
and $1,500 a bottle....
...I'm not likely to
Don Matthews October 2019
Saturday 19th October 2019 6:50 am
Also by Don Matthews: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 |
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 |
and upon the touching
let a wanton look
dress your skin, press its wants
- as in a gentle grip-
shape my thoughts and
press tales of soft request,
taste the very giving response
of that same skin, while
adorning its naked candour.
Words and foto T Carroll
Friday 18th October 2019 11:11 pm
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!! |
Temper rising, she becomes a blur of business,
works at glass and frame, vents a blast of angry wings
in search of phantom gaps or phased matter.
Close outside, snapdragons sway encouragingly,
zinnias gesture from plastic boxes beyond the window,
rays of light refract, reflect and raise the stakes.
Frustration takes her; she begins to butt the pane,
anguish as real as the vibrations bou...
Friday 18th October 2019 10:53 pm
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 |
Seek my shelter
Friday,18th October 2019
and don't get caught
between fact and dilemma
never bother about social agenda
go on your path
and keep good faith
with no fear of death
you can easily breathe
I am here
to protect you anywhere
just follow my advice
keep good faith with promises
care for all those
who repose trust in ...
Friday 18th October 2019 4:17 pm
Also by Hasmukh Mehta: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 |
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 |
Her life had only just begun
Her purity was whole
Sins or defects: she had none
A clean, unblemished soul.
No cause had she to fear the man
She knew and loved him well
But the trusted member of her clan
Was a demon out of hell.
Innocence he took from her
And felt no guilt or shame
For harming one so young and pure
He loved his evil game.
Friday 18th October 2019 10:48 am
Also by Chrystel Roberts:Note to self | Stormy Weather | SCHADENFREUDE |
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 |
[Poem or not, I present to you, . . . ]
You are visiting your friends up on the 45th floor.
[One of the larger cities. Stretch your imagination.]
The elevator stops at 7. The door opens. A short being, covered by a king size, black cotton sheet,
slitted for eyes, steps on.
The door closes. The elevator continues up.
This hidden person(?) turns to you before pressing a button.
Friday 18th October 2019 5:53 am
Also by Fred Nicholson:"Hey Woman" | Crunches | You hear me? | Some times | Treasure Hunt | Color Matters | make believe love |
Put a bullet in my brain
My life's a hurricane
I don't think there's a coming back
Slow dancing into the coffin
I don't want to feel like this forever
If I have to, I will
Cover me in 6 ft of dirt and leave me to rot
I miss when I was your everything
You got me all confused
I don't want to die
Keep me in your arms
Bury me in my favorite skinny jeans
I've been an unwritten dream la...
Friday 18th October 2019 4:45 am
Also by Damon Blackery:Everything | Miss Castle |
(A re-post from a few years ago)
I dreamt you were little again;
We were walking through Filey in rain;
You looked so cute in
Your first romper suit;
I dreamt you were little again.
Your mittens were tied through your sleeves;
Your red wellies kicked through the leaves;
Your new woolly bonnet
Had fake fur upon it;
Your mittens were tied through your sleeves....
Friday 18th October 2019 12:50 am
Also by John Coopey:I LOOKED A TWAT | 4 * 100 metres | GRETA | SQUEEZING THIGHS | GREAT SHITS I HAVE HAD - CHAPTER ONE | MOVING UP THE QUEUE | ADULTS ONLY |
I hadn't noticed the circus in town
all those immigrant species,
flora and fauna on days of rain
until the sun shone again,
and saw then that the ox carts had arrived
the pony traps,
waggons with all their paraphernalia,
chain gangs of spider's webs
all those colours that welcome light
showing off in wild abandon were there,
the dependencies of bees on flowers,...
Thursday 17th October 2019 10:26 pm
Also by ray pool:A SOOTHSAYER PREDICTS BALL GAMES | MASOCHIST | FOR A DEAD PET | TOWER RAVEN | IN MARYLAND | THE DEATH OF WORDS | HOMILLY |
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 |
imagine everything in terms of caves
our tribal brains exact the map in real time life-like, you can barely see the wires
shifting from vacant to
demonic and the caves electric
as rivers return to the wild
fires and all
Love is now
but for another time, a darkness blooms
our future, you can see it bleed
a once lush horiz...
Thursday 17th October 2019 8:51 pm
Also by Kealan Coady:Rev0luti0n |
Na tord mujhey tu itna
Ki phir mujhmey tootney ko kuch baqee hee na rahey
Na chord tu mujhey tanha
Ki tanhai ki panha mey hi baqee umar guzarti rahey
Na pardh mujhey tu itna
Ki sunnaney ko koi dastan mujhmey baqee na rahey
Na krwa intezaar tu itna
Ki inteezaar mey hee baqee zindagi guzarti rahey
Thursday 17th October 2019 4:14 pm
Preamble: this is a little ditty inspired by the beautiful but slightly puzzling song "Te Manquer" by Grand Corps Malade, with its refrain (in English) "I just want you to miss me".
Do I want someone to miss me
Or is it enough to know
There are folk that will miss me
The day I have to go?
Do I want someone to miss me
Or would I rather share
My time with those that would miss me
Thursday 17th October 2019 3:58 pm
Also by Becky Who:Climate change? |
When you have come to buy love
Its handy,movable and at reasonable price.
Apart from some passionate concocted nights
some well formed kisses are free!
Threre are some extra packages
for memorble photo snaps.
Besides you will be given some
wonderful lonesliness to cherish.
Dont think twice.
What more can you expect !
If you can not pay
Thursday 17th October 2019 2:25 pm
Also by AVISHEK GHOSH:Pity |
effective myth, metaphor, & mysticism transcend
semantic efforts to articulate dynamics erupting
dreamlike amidst more trusted, linear conceptions
of reality, imagination, experience, & being
by presenting arrangements so engaging, uncannily
familiar, irreducibly insightful, idealogically slippery,
that the foamsplash suddenness of its crashing
across a previously unnotic...
Thursday 17th October 2019 1:52 pm
It is hard to celebrate family things,
Birthdays, anniversaries, happiness they bring,
Are tinged with sadness that you are not there,
But laughing on those days, does not mean we don’t care.
We love you and miss you, we long for you here,
To make jokes, to laugh along, to shout out and cheer.
The family together, gave you nothing but delight,
We just wish you were with u...
Thursday 17th October 2019 10:37 am
Also by Ashleigh Davies:Problems | Your House | Memory Box | Funeral | Emotions | Chair |
King of Swords –The High Priest – Authority, rationality, sound advice
Interpretation: The king of swords represent a strong Willed man with a perceptive intelligence. He is the supreme ruler of his domain and he is extremely steadfast in his ways. He rules with a firm and dominative hand and stand supplanted in beliefs. He rules with his head and not his heart which often leads to having to ma...
Thursday 17th October 2019 10:32 am
Also by RaVeN Mathews )0(:Queen of Swords – The High Priestess – Intelligence, solitary, a strong Willed woman. | Knight of Swords – The Warrior – The hero, a righteous anger | Page of Swords – Messenger – Quick thinker, unexpected news | Ten of Swords – Defeat – Complete stabbing in the back, an irrevocable ending | Nine of Swords – Despair – Night terrors, suffering, a sense of misery | Eight of Swords – Fear – I just can’t, Restriction, bondage | Seven of Swords – The Thief – Stealth, deception, unexpected behaviour | Six of Swords – Rite of Passage – Leaving troubles behind, brighter days ahead | Five of Swords – Wounded pride – Negative energy, the Nyaa-nya-nyaa-nyaaa | Four of Swords – A restful place - A place of sanctuary, a place of peace | Three of Swords – Tears and woe – A bleeding heart, a Necessary cutting | Two of Swords – Balance – a sense of being Immobilised, blindfolded and impasse. | Ace of Swords – Victory – The Sword of Righteousness. A sense of power and strength in adversity. |
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir
My heart is bleeding and my soul is in utter dismay
Head is spinning and my cheeks are wildly aflame
Something is missing as I cry out loud in agony
My body trembles and shudders – am I going insane?
What I really need is just therapeutic orgasmic lust
Just a soft gentle caressing touch to ease my pain
Touch me here and touch me there and e...
Thursday 17th October 2019 10:14 am
Also by Tom Doolan:Mind + Body + Soul | Astounding Autumn |