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NOT GONNA FOLD

NOT GONNA FOLD

up...up...up
trampoline
can't feel
my feet
under me
defying laws
of gravity
rose colored
glass
got me
kickin ass
don't look
before i leap
think before
i speak
gonna do what
i please
no ceiling
or floors
that's what walls
are for
if ignorance
is bliss
i'm giddy
with it
yes i
might slip
don't give
a flip
rather rely
on tarot cards
than not follow
my ...

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Also by cindylee loucks:

BACK | TRAIL OF POEMS | WOULD BE WRONG | KARMAGEDDON | ROCKET | WRITER | LOVE'S NOT PING PONG | GROW | NEW DAY DAWNS |

POEMS by cindy lee loucks

Sulphur Flame 2

What did she wear that night, what was her name?

He retraces his steps to that place

The place where she waited – for him

He can still feel the cool iron rails slipping through his fingers

The warm summer night’s air on the back of his hand

He remembers being calm, very calm

But for a sense of tension rising, from inside

He stopped, almost at the top of the steps

She stood,...

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Also by Graham Parker and his musings:

Cultus Decorum | Divide and conquer | Sulphur Flame | On her mother's step |

Cotton

I hurt someone today, you know what, I did.

I purchased a T-shirt, cotton, from Egypt.

 

They used up water from artesian wells,

Now dry, in the desert, away from the Nile.

 

The cotton was picked, nearly for free,

And so it was made, least it seems thus to me.

 

Three pounds fifty is what I forked out,

An amount you’ll agree isn’t a spree.

 

I can clothe my fam...

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Also by Rich:

Sparks |

Last Letter (Epigram #2)

Should this be my last night above the soil

I'll say this as I lay and bleed:

From womb to tomb, in bliss and in turmoil

I'm yours and yours indeed.

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Also by Mae Foreman:

Epigram (Before I Go) | The Penultimate Chapter | Maturity | Girl's Letter to Shakespeare | Will | Dread of the Dream | Note with Note |

FACEBOOK

Facebook

 Are we too uncritical?

on Facebook

also helpful and ultimately dull.

I’m not thinking of baby pictures

and cute puppies,

but of opinions, I disagree with

not voicing these objections.

Is Facebook a place for mutual?

self-congratulation a display of

Achievement, however, banal.

 

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Also by jan oskar hansen:

Linkin | death of a comedian | a bad day | breasts | shoplifting | living forever | the lonely years | abortion law | who is? | Alfred getting old | to a friend | the eagle | old dogs and so on | a rare moment | freak of nature | headless | a woman's revenge | the nature of love |

Take me with you

Up in flames

I go

Burning to the core

Always wanting more

 

Searching

For an ocean 

to put out the fire

 

Searching 

For a way to end 

 

Take me up 

To the stars

Take me to the place 

away from Earth 

 

Where the air flows

Time stops

Life doesn’t seek more 

 

Take me with you

Whoever you are

Show me that you care

 

Fill me ...

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Also by Julia G:

Chair | Me |

Red


Flower Child Folded In My Pocket.
That Little Note You Wrote, I Must’ve Dropped It.
But Count Me In, You Can Paint Me Red.
Though Count Me In Today, Tomorrow’s Dead.
So Paint Me Red, You Can Count Me In
For Just A Trip Or Two. I’m Falling All Over You.
Stars, I’m Howling Bleak,
Come Inside With Me.
Though I Think I’m Falling Through
While You Trip On Me.
I’m Here, In Tune, Haunted.
Yo...

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Also by The Black Bile:

Moon | Curse of the Fuzzy Dice | Witches and Wizards | Manning | Blue | Thanksgiving | Werewolf | Pack Up and Leave | Black | The Sparrow | 333 | The Wizard | Cyclops | Chlorine | Tribe | Blew Away | Old Soul | One Day Jester | In The Sand | Prom | Flat Water | In Threes | Rosemary | Lake Insomnia | Parking Lot | Old | Another | Ferris Wheel | Fur | Plastic Devils | Death, Like Wax | Brutal Fable | Some Glow | Candle Maker | X | Eternal Bruise | Town of Grey | Scavengers | Pretty Girls and Serial Killers | Eyeliner | Withdrawn | Macabre Theater | Hidden | Blasphemy | The Pearl | A Week From 21 | Dorment | Albino | Peaceful Death | Crow Fossils | Fragile Wizard |

Cannibal JonesSong

For my mother

Coming downstairs so slow and steady

Crinkled and wrinked with ruffled hair

I hold her dreams close to me -

Pause at the ending of eternity -

Until I have drunk two strong coffees,

Smoked an imaginary cigarette,

Said good morning to those whom I love

And who are now amongst the dead;

Recite a quiet antiphon in our muddled head.

Then look out of the French windows that ar...

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Also by John E Marks:

Mensch | MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE | Savant Song | The end of the world | Space-time | Place of recovery | ANGELUS BELL | The meaning of the seas | Humid nightmare lute musik | The beautiful, sublime | Chasing the butterfly, catching the lion | A moment of vision | An Irish Halloween | Our endless, numbered days | Mediterranean | The merry, merry month of May | Seeing things | A Litany for the Living | Sketches in a minor key | Diagnosis | KINVARA ROAD 1986 | Seppuku* | Mondays on the Moon | KEEPING THE FAITH | BITE YOUR TONGUE | A re-creation | Go tell the Riverman | Moses Maimonides 1135 - 1204 |

WELCOME TO WESTMINSTER

 

 

Together

we'll step through the door

and enter that place

that's preserved,

 

reserved,

 

for puffs of hot air

that fuels the debate,

that doesn't relate,

to reality,

 

- and there's more,

 

they cannot deceive,

(so we're led to believe)

and the spin

that they spin

is still spinning.

 

and that's just the beginning.

 

both...

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Also by Dorothy Webb:

CRAIG | RETREAT | CHARABANC | BITTERSWEET | HONEY BUZZARD | PUPPET MASTER CLASS | MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR | ABSOLUTE NONSENSE | THE SON OF ROBIN - HIS POEM |

Un soneto para tí

El radiante sol que alumbra mi día

Tú con tus ojos de dulce oscuridad

Con una alma de dulce sensualidad

Y calentaste mi persona fría

 

Y con una suavidad me caía

Y me paso por pura casualidad

Tú con tu gentil caballerosidad

No sabía el veneno que bebía

 

Deseo de aún roto corazón

Más veneno por esta alma corrupta

Salvavida para mi mente oscura

 

Futuro dol...

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Here is the News

We take your faces to paper our walls.

We take your stories to hang in our halls.

We are the presenters, presenting the truth.

Believe us or not, it's up to you.

But most do.

 

We take your thoughts and turn them around.

We tell you which investments are sound.

We are the impartial in-telly-gents.

Believe us or not, it's up to you.

But most do.

 

Press...

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Also by afishamongmany:

An Ode to The Puppiteers | An Amazonian Proverb | Home is ....? | Ding! Dong! |

information warmediapropoganda

Horror

Lancinating the fragments of  life
Childhood horrors of bruises and lacerations.. 
Innocent eyes capturing images of brutal strife.. 

Grappling the  distorted routes of right and wrong.. 
A maze, a web of dysfunctional paths
A prized possession yet for none to belong ..

Days of sombre silence  gathered and rusted.. 
Hiding in the corner from the ugly reality.. 
Air filled with seething...

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Also by mona s:

Alliterative Haiku | Life goes on... | Center of Universe | Sleep | A Limerick | Locked | Encounter -A Haiku | Dear Tagore | Creature | Anxious |

praising the beloved

 

positive Jimmy, my cousin says 'I'm lucky to have survived for so long'

A nice lad to his parent's attended to them both while various sicknesses

took their fatal tolls, gradually putting paid to each one of the three of them in turn.

 

Always a regular at family gatherings. He was the well, mannered one

smiling as blindfolded he attempted to pin the tail on the donkey

or jo...

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Also by Rose Casserley:

Venus personified | Escariot | beach tenant |

SURGEON GENERAL’S WARNING

Pall Mall Red Pixie 

 

May 68 bottles break down these walls

 

‘98 skating

 

Small but fragile doobie - the roach that burns my fingertips.

 

Uncomfortable positions but staying for the pleasure of conversations. Conversations that subtracts the 20 “CLASS A CIGARETTES” in one pack.

 

City slicker delves into a unfamiliar environment to leave the conscience, as a mecha...

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Also by .gray:

Blue’s big pajama party (1999) |

Mothers

Mothers

in all their blind-driven, driven blind caresses

And plaster-stuck, never-empty chests of neverminds

Sleep, never again, each night of their mother life.

 

Bedraggled

as a May blackbird, hopping half-starved and careless

to gain a moment singing a whisper to the moon,

fall into a womb convoluted drowse

 

Washing

down and fending off the black years

of sh...

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Haiku For Beginners

 

 

Haikus are easy

Just write down words till you reach

Seventeen sylla

 

 

Don Matthews  21 May 2019

 

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Also by Don Matthews:

In Rehab Waiting Pelvic Knit | Haikus Not Easy | Nurse Caroline on Patient Don | Nursie Caroline | Orangutan | Shit! I've Lost My Privacy | Hospital | Do you? I do | Mute | My Ladder Doesn't Like Me |

In defence Light

I audio recorded this one, it's one of my own from a awhile ago

 

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Also by Kealan Coady:

Frees tream: once | Picking At Stitches With Long Nails | Popadantsy | Take A Deep Breath And Count Backwards From Thirteen | The Good Guy In The Garden | Slanger Man | forever a mirror |

The re-election

The re-election

I’ve decided to become a racist
I’ve decided not to care what I do
I’m never going to recycle again
Taking my employer’s side on every issue

I’m cheering on the fascists
Eating endangered species
Buying the largest SUV 
With police stickers on the windshield 

Just to get along it feels so good
Giving up my humanity 
It's such a small price to pay-
What has it ever...

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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

Jogging | Not this | Charades | Staring at the son | Hyenas | his secret word | The Wait | Thursdays at the expensive cafe |

After All This Time

And after all this time
I still love you
she said to him
And I love you
he said to her
Precious years together
always remembered
The good between them
never to be forgotten
Their hearts forever one
Two souls united

Now departed
her soul has moved on
leaving a blanket of love
behind to surround him
Wrapped in this blanket
he feels her presence
her love for him
never dies

Memo...

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Also by Jane Briganti:

Planet Earth | The Beach | A Second Heart | Words On A Page | True Love | Why We Write | Be Whole |

A cleansing by fire

https://wolfgarwords.com/

 

The first mouthful turns me inside out,

my soul screams down a tunnel of memories.

 

The slap, the fist, the spittle in my eyes

the sound of my mothers whimpering cries.

 

A key in the door, the stairwells echo

panicked faces in torch-light.

 

The desert with impact craters like a scarred brain,

sack cloth floating in the hot seared a...

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Also by Wolfgar:

Mickey Cupples | Burning in and burning out | Gone from me and you | Oblivioni traditæ | Babel-buzz | Toward the Bliss |

Let Heaven Wait

 

Old age confirms

my destined fate

quite plainly now

I'm out of date

 

What I wanna do

I simply cain't

what I wanted to be

I frankly ain't

 

Now memories are

getting faint

I must admit

I ain't a saint

 

Age aches and pains

my main complaint

still I remain

let Heaven wait.

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

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Also by d.knape:

Current Conditions | People & Pets | Car Company | Ditz, The Dog | BENT | Who You Gonna Call? | A Sign Of God | How Many Kisses | How To Win A Poetry Contest | Non-Fat Poem | The Vacant Lot | Getting Out From Under | sorry | I CAN STILL DO MANLY THINGS | Who We Were | All Rights Reserved | Mother's Sewing Machine | Oh O |

My Mea Culpa To The Future

Tomorrow's cohort have cause to complain:

we've squandered their birthright (this fragile earth,)

burning resources for personal gain

and left them all this mess. For what it's worth

 

though we've claimed no right nor shown contrition

for leaving their world denuded of life,

with nature in such a raped condition,

stripped by our greed at the point of a knife.

 

Too f...

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Also by Richie Muster:

A Life (1897-1980) | Raison D'Etre | SONNET: MY MATE MARK RIP (1956 – 92)  |

Conversation at Silverstone

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Who won Formula 1 in 1984?   

 

Lauda

 

I said, who won Formula 1 in 1984??!!   

                                                                                          

Lauda!!

 

WHO WON FORMULA 1 IN 1984???!!!                                  

 

LAUDA!!!

 

WHO FUCKING WON FORMULA 1 IN 1984???!!!                     

                                       ...

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Also by Brian Maryon:

Calam | POTW | Invitation to a wedding evening do | Godless Day AD 2129 | Total Reliance |

Strawberry

I lather my self in sticky strawberries knowing it is the scent of my sweat they crave.

But being a good girl suites me and who am I to ruin their painting,

They so delicately stroked.

You blend my skin into my bones,

Washing me in oils of peach and rose.

Drowning in the aura of everyone,

You let the wind dry me.

But rain begins to fall,

Collecting the image you thought was...

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Also by Madalyne:

Trying |

Count no days

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Count no days

Tuesday,20th May 2019

 

Count no days or months

it shall bring you near the death

non-existence of life

even if it is torn with strife

 

life has been precious and

or may remain continuous

what has to carry

except to make you merry

 

No grudges and no ill will

else it shall kill

our spirit of co-existence

that is real love's stance

 

...

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Also by Hasmukh Mehta:

With decent behavior | Never hurt feelings | Got an answer | Break any wall | Let no one think here | How long to plead? | Unable to define | Only a woman on | Of new trust | On different track | Prefer to be quiet | So difficult | For the falsedhood | The falsehood | Deep impression | It is the reality | No sign | With then word | Life may go on | Smile only if | Nights look | What a way to feel? | Constant fear | the only love | Writng fraternity | Fast without food/water | Use words | Enormous strength | Each day and | Lovely desire and | Not survive either | Bring in | The poetry | Happy Ramadan and | Terrorist gamble | My own kingdom | Rose is rose | Only love and | Never to find her | Magical moment | Don't leave God | With the peace | So much of | The garden of | The divine tolerance power | Use the heart |

Jadia4708au

You & Me

 

You & Me

                                   

 

Together we may see the Devil Dance

& together we may see God cry in vain

How Our typical eyes

So often only notice the typical guise

 

 

Like so many on this sphere I know

You’re undervalued

Lost like a sailor in the vast ocean blue

Come along with me

Let me make you feel new

 

 

I’ll caress every ...

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beautyBookscompassionseparationsolitudesorrow

Yemenese death menu

STARTERS-nothing

MAIN COURSE-fresh air

DESSERT-a dwindling portion of time 

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Also by Patricia and Stefan Wilde:

Little Monarch | Bloodiest flower |

A 'Fitting' Tale.

 

A 'Fitting' Tale.

 

Harry was a tailor, with the highest reputation.

Known for style and excellence (whatever, his creation).

His method was to double-check on every single measure,

so garments fitted perfectly, to give his clients pleasure.

 

This ‘modus-operandi’ will ensure the clothes fit, great

if you stick to it religiously and never deviate.

But, circumstance...

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Also by John Andrew Nield:

Chess Pains ! | Surprise Party! | Down, the 'Chippy'. | A Fond Farewell ! | 'Caravan Man' | 'Hairstray'! |

humorous verse

SURVIVAL

SURVIVAL

His grandmother made us drink

before work began.

Sour wine and cough mixture

by the taste of things:

a poisonous warmth expanding

like a pack of nails inside.

It was seven o'clock

and cold fields had not woken

from their early dew.

The cat's called Socrates, she said,

because he ate the hemlock

in the garden, over there

past our broken tractor,

do...

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Also by john short:

A DREAM OF MISFORTUNE |

Feckless youth

Oh, dissolute and feckless youth

When wiliest thou surrender to all that is given

Wiliest thou not seize with both hands

All that is offered and granted freely to thee

The boundless pounding rhythm that rises in thy chest

Does thou not recognise all that lays

In rich and fertile soil

Beneath the crust of barely hidden dust

 

Wilt thou not lift thy face and greet the sun

...

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Also by Martin Elder:

Another visit |

CLOSING THE CIRCLE

There is the blackbird on a high roof point

above a void of wall.

A coil of sound trembles there,

who will hear the call?

 

The fresh and thundery air

senses the fever of spring,

fledglings test their early wings,

all is urgency.

Then the circle completes

 

with a liquid response

distant and clear,

a worm of sound

sculpted perfectly for my human ear.

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Also by ray pool:

THE OFFICIAL VERSION OF EVENTS | HI HAIKU | ANTEDISESTABLISHMENT VEGETARIANISM | A JOCULAR AND DERISIVE POEM WHAT I WROTE WITH A SUITABLY LONG TITLE TO GET EVERYBODY'S ATTENTION - CLEVER EH? | TAKING THE PLUNGE |

Future's Past

Past has always chased Future's Present;

for Past envies its favored presence.

 

Mockery laced with lust

as injections plump busts.

 

Yet, Children of the Sun

will remain to be shunned.

 

Hot remains split like us

till we reach Exodus!

 

Hollowed we lie down deep;

your ass best wake from sleep!

 

Past was shiny, now played out.

Present is dying and s...

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Also by Poetikaly Anointed:

Motherhood, A Poem About Mothers | Human Writes, A Poem About Protecting Human Rights |

#oppressionGoodbyesjealousypersecutionYesterday

Father

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You ask if I believe in God...
How can I not?

To deny my Father
means I leave my existence
to some 30 year old predator
who impregnated a girl half his age
and left her to raise their child
in the wilderness, among wolves 
that feed on loneliness and despair.

Without my Father, I would never know
that after suffering comes deliverance,
pain leads to compassion,
forgiveness breaks b...

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Also by Vautaw:

Daughter | Mother | Moral Abyss | Twisted Love |

affectionbabybirthchildrendeliverancedespairdesperationfaith familyfatherforgivenesshopelonelinessnatureprayerrelationships spiritualityreligion

Passive by choice, Aggressive by nature.

(We all have a dark side, hemmed in by the light,

But controlled, it is useful, your dark slice of night)

 

It would be a mistake, to pick a fight with me,

I've had enough practice to know where to hit,

Only grace and experience make me act honourably,

Still, crack on if you must, but prepare for some shit.

 

I don't have the patience to withstand hyperbole,

All the fals...

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Also by Jason Bayliss:

A Thousand Miles | National Limerick Day | Little Birds | The Silent Grey | Fading | The Power Of Ten |

matches

you are freefall among the pine needles 

motes of dust and sunset pepper your face 

we had found a box of matches  

burnt every one within five minutes 

gambled away our fingertips 

on who could last the longest 

if i could weigh this memory now 

it would be wolves and yearning 

a liquid mess seething through the forest 

some jawline ruining my welcoming throat 

a fai...

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Also by Stuart Buck:

cosmic fuck poem | click/clack |

New Boyfriend

Things to Know About Your New Girlfriend

 

I hog the covers when I don’t mean to

I’m pretty chill about the things you do

My hair is never done

Nor my makeup ever worn

And my clothes are messy

I wake up gassy

And my teeth could use a fix

But babe you know

I’ve got room to grow

And we can find our mix

 

I’m never wrong ‘cept when I am,

But point that out an...

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Also by Josie Harris:

"I Know What Comfort Is" | Generations | Hurts The Same Way |

THE MEANING OF BIRDSONG

THE MEANING OF BIRDSONG                                                       

Warm May morning, pink azaleas alight,

never been so bright before, so

fiery so soon after winter’s wake

(quite late this year). I toast my feet beneath

a dodging sun, soaking up essential D, and

settle on a garden seat to listen to what I

cannot see: a tree-top high cacophony

of birdsong, every ...

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Also by Peter Taylor:

LIGHTSWITCHES | BRIDGES BACK HOME |

Hazelnut Cakes

You made me feel like death was a better answer!

So tell me where your empathy is?
You're a nightmare I can't seem to get away from
I might be addicted to the abuse you give to me

Your love is like spoiled milk
I keep sipping because 
I like the taste of sickness
I bet you never thought I would be like this
You made me wish for death 
Baby kill me and all your new ways
I want to cut ...

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Also by Damon Blackery:

Unholy | Jukebox Kid | Chemicals | Sulphur | The Monster of Ingolstadt | Grave of the Fireflies |

WEEKLY WALKABOUTSVERSE, E.G., 95 OF 230: A GOOD LIFE

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Poem 95 of 230: A GOOD LIFE 

For fauna,
Home-flora.
Falconry -
Starve or free?
Sheep for wool -
Fed till full.
Chooks for eggs -
Free-range legs.
Milk from cows -
Should well house:
Better grade
Can be made.
Fish for game -
Cut the pain.
Kosher and
Halal band.
Dogs for pets -
No regrets.
And question
Castration.

This does say
Buddha’s way,
And Blake’s way:
A good life -
Fo...

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The Wasp

She is dead already,

those eyes have murdered her.

They shut her inside jars,

scream their pain, projection.

She needs not to sting humans

but she is overwhelmed.

Searching for open windows,

A chance to kill herself. 

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bullyingfearsuicide awarenesstrapped

Laurence Olivier

Skivvier-chivvier

Laurence Olivier

classical thespian

and that’s a fact

 

forcefully starring in

iconographical

movies and theatre

boy, could he act

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Also by Trevor Alexander:

Spellbound |

Double Dactyl

A Poem for Jezabiel, Confessions from a Wonderland

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A poem for Jezabiel

Confessions from a wonderland
🌛🌚🌜

Jezabiel, my dearest Jezabiel,
Oh the hell I feel when you are no longer around.
My world spins up side down and the wrong way round and I don't know which way to go.
Breathing is hard and thinking is painful and the memories ache deep inside my soul.
Oh how I wish you would know,
How I wish you would wake up and open your eyes once...

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Void Brooding.

I wish the abyss would stop looking back at me.
I look in the mirror and I swear that's all I see.
Not a monster but a void I cant escape.
I was born with a heart but it seems mishaped.

Someday I swear I'm going to leave this place.
Find my way to the light that people praise.
But for now I think it's better if I hang my head.
Bite my tongue and drink until I just forget.

I don't know how ...

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BroodingmirrorreflectionthoughtsVoid

The little tea plucker

The cold breeze brushed my cheek,
The cold wind brushed my hair,
The air was filled with the aroma of
Sweet flowers,
Then
I saw her..

A girl of eight years (close to.my age)
stood in front of me.
So close, yet, so far..
We stared at each other dumbstruck .
She was wearing a ragged dress with darts everywhere (where I wore jeans)
with tangled hair,
she stood there..

She was small, ...

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Also by Miyurangi:

The wait |

I loved you

I loved you 

From the moment I saw you

Black beanie 

Brooding 

Cigarette hanging from the side of your mouth

Dripping in hurt and cynicism

You

My imperfect reflection

 

We spent days in bed

Hid from the world

Made our own

 

You were the light in my darkness

The first to really see me

The first to truly love me

What you gave me I'd never had before

...

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Also by Brandi:

A Letter |

divorceheartacheLove lost

Grandfather.

Came from the motherland of Jamaica
To a country that at the time celebrated the phrase "no blacks no dogs no Irish"
A once proud lion of Queens road's concrete jungle
Now reduced to a skeletal wreck of a man

Lavish clothes and trademark smile
Dented by the plight of dementia and illness 
Now changed for a walking stick
A scowl
And yesterday's clothes

30 years alone
Underneath your e...

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Dementiagrandfather

2019 Trev goes to...... yes Texas again. Part 10 The Journey Home

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Image: Circuit of the Americas, home of the U.S. Grand Prix, besides which this 3.4-mile racetrack hosts concerts in its Austin 360 Amphitheater. I always wondered where it was. As it turns out it is South of the airport, this is the first time I have seen it.

 

30.4.19 - 192) Rose to face departure day, sad heart, sky of grey

To reception bound, coffee to bring me round

Hoping today t...

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2019 Trev goes to...... yes Texas again. Part 9 McAllen to Austin | 2019 Trev goes to...... yes Texas again. Part 8 McAllen | 2019 Trev goes to...... yes Texas again. Part 7 Kerrville to McAllen | 2019 Trev goes to...... yes Texas again. Part 6 Lamesa to Kerrville | 2019 Trev goes to...... yes Texas again. Part 5 Lamesa | 2019 Trev goes to...... yes Texas again. Part 4 Austin to Lamesa | 2019 Trev goes to...... yes Texas again. Part 3 Austin |

IMOGEN - 10 months old

IMOGEN – 10 months old

 

I stand with my back to the sink

While your grandmother rummages

In cupboards below. Gazing up,

She meets your expectant face

Seemingly suspended in mid air.

You are bent almost backwards;

Determined to know what world of wonder

Exists on those shelves.

I fear to move, so like a little bird you were,

Nestling into the crook of my neck,

R...

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Also by trevor homer:

THE HOLY CHURCH OF NATURE |

MILLENNIAL BURNOUT

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I’ve been reading a lot about this lately.  It seems today’s youngsters are beset from every corner with trauma.  Not the small stuff our forebears experienced, blitzkrieg, the Great Depression, the trenches et al but far more damaging daemons.

But let a sufferer tell you first hand.

Rhian, aged 28, (a little old to be a millennial I felt) explained that she couldn’t remember the last time s...

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Also by John Coopey:

NEW YORKERS | "GLORY, GLORY, HAIL TO MOURA" | BREAST FEEDING IN PUBLIC | ON THE CREST OF A TROUGH | HOW FRAGILE ALL THIS IS |

Sub Rosa

Where once her warm and sanguine heart

fell ashen grey to rest in cold base dirt

high over the familiar bush and shrub

proud crimson blooms pine for love  

 

Where their sacred beauty sings to my heart

they call forth the lovely nightingale

high in their cloudless summer sky

to sweetly sing their longing song

 

There, I too confess a secret yearning

silent hidden d...

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