Poetry Blogs (2019)

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Translating the rain

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I wish she knew from the very start
Which mountain the sun came from
For your eyes can be deceiving in rain
Fountains are rain corralled and I'm tempted
Into sleeping on your neck. A servitude of roses.
In which green bay and the rolling sea spy on me
That's deep, but it aint at all clear. Like seawater,
Lagoons on tropical Islands are lost on me.
Kind of like a fantasy.

I wish you a...

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Also by John E Marks:

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 |

MASOCHIST

"Masochistic lonely widow

seeks rip off merchant

for sex and violation.

Anything goes, leading to

deprivation of funds.

Has previous experience of con men

unlimited private income,

can spot a liar a mile away.

Enjoys the charade of brief courtships

the sharing of company.

I always carry a weapon. "

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Also by ray pool:

FOR A DEAD PET | TOWER RAVEN | IN MARYLAND | THE DEATH OF WORDS | HOMILLY |

Happy Returns

Does anyone else but me wonder

when they look on Facebook

and see birthday celebrations

for dead aunts, uncles

fathers,mothers,

brothers, wives...

that no, this cannot be

 

Because the dead cannot age

take that slap on the back

notch up years or candles on a cake

They're snuffed out, like we will one day be

They're gone forever

Just memories - hopefully good ...

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death

It stinks

He swallowed the matter
Now the matter’s screaming

Bent over double
Completely revealing

His insides cry
Like any other

Louder at times
With the stench of sulfur

To get the full picture
We go to private places

What goes in what comes out
Says more about our existence

Than what we believe
What we preach

What we do how does it
Connect to what we think

Doubled over fac...

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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

warning: poetry spam | bathroom pass |

Folly

Who creates and who destroys?

The sun in the day,

The weeds in the garden, 

The wind breezing between the flowers,

The friend and the foe,

For these are heaven and hell, 

How I hold these in my bosom,

How I desire to be free from my sins,

How I desire to hold anger towards my foe, 

How I wish to blame others for my faults.

Then the sweet voice whispers,

"I...

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Two Desert Poems

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Desert Poem #1

Where are you now son?

Lost Horse Canyon

Outdoors

With the poets-an odd bunch

You know they try to wrangle the desert's beauty with their lassos

made of words

But.....

It always eludes them

 

Desert Poem #2

Sister Silver Cholla

Sleeping through the hard times

You know the desert kisses her every morning

But she only wakes up

When his brea...

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Also by Michael Triandafils:

Sharpei Skin | Dear Fundamentalist Friend | Song Production | Bottle | The Ballad of Pablos Juan | To The Subject of Every Photo Taken Before 1900 |

THE NUT HATCH

Desirable properties now

built on the former asylum

grounds where banged on

doors those patients then,

the men and girls whose world

view was a step or two away

from those who roamed the

streets they called normality.

Sometimes I sense their

presence hereabouts, their

ghosts that mingled in the mist

and humankind grew produce on

the former nursery site unless

...

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Also by Philipos:

THE NUT HATCH | COMINGS AND GOINGS | BOGGLE EYED | FROM THE BOOK OF CHAUVIN | INNER SELVES |

For fucks sake

For fucks sake

I think I'm brilliant.

 

Or else I think 

I'm a nasty piece of work.

 

Swinging between 

Superman and 

Venom 

 

Like an uncouth

Comic 

 

That isn't worth a cent.

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Also by Andromeda Bloom:

Incomprehensible | In a world full of people |

LOVE SLIP-SLIDIN' AWAY = theme for a song lyric

That day you said you couldn't stay

You told me love would make me pay

Now I remember every day

With love slip-slidin' away

 

I did my best - the best I could

Without much rest - you knew I would

But nothing worked - nothing came good

And love went slip-slidin' away

 

Together I thought we had it made

But day turns to night and all things fade

Just like the sun ...

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Also by M.C. Newberry:

POOR OLD LONDON | IF YOU MUST | MIND THE GENERATION GAP | VISION | NATIONAL POETRY DAY | NO OTHER WAY |

Serotonin Rag

Here doctor, here we all are, 

the lonely hearts of Blighty.

Hunched up in your waiting rooms.

Confused, broken and flighty.

 

I scream, 

you scream.

We all scream

for Dopamine!

 

Big Pharma they are all shouting, 

that we haven’t got enough.

They’ll dishing out chemical kisses,

and these tablets are the love.

 

I scream,

you scream.

We all scream...

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Also by Ralph Dartford:

December 26th (after Vasko Popa) |

Bound (long form Haiku)

Bind me with your chains,

You control the beast tonight,

You are all there is,

 

All that now remains,

And I'll let you feast tonight,

I am here to please,

 

Tight against my skin,

Pull your bindings oh so tight,

Don't let me get free,

 

Guide our pleasure in,

You are in control tonight,

That's how it should be,

 

Slap my guilty skin,

Bound by col...

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Also by Jason Bayliss:

The Lionsheart | Start With An Apology | Mondays Demon | A Dark Seed | Hallows Harbinger | Broken |

Olive

We used to laugh, during faraway conversations, about travelling commonly-named streets, if only to feel closer to one another. From my Olive to your Olive, my Ridge to your Ridge, as if traversing one road is all it takes to close distances.

But in the margins of my life, I watch San Francisco sunsets become shrouded by shadows of thick Summer fog, blanketing the sky in an endless gray. Often ...

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Also by Emilia Callahan:

Untitled (variations on coffee series) |

Blue Sky

 

Looking up at 

the Blue Sky outside

the blue sky

covers all

 

in beauty

in warmth

in hope

 

Blue Sky

says the obvious

you picked the perfect day

to be outside

 

a sky this blue

is a promise

for the future

and I am so glad

 

at my age

you can never have enough

Blue Skies.

 

 

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Also by d.knape:

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 |

Miller's Dale (after Adelstrop)

      

                                                            A day of dreams and hopes

                                               A day of losing and finding

 

The fans’ coach left without me – my fault.

I could not miss the match so bought

a Manchester ticket - day return.

A win for us would enter folklore -

and it was odds on that Orient

would never grace Mai...

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Also by Rick:

Five Walls at the Hatton with Kate (significantly revised) |

Billy (Not his real name)

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Ex teacher shot dead in McDonald’s. 
Every tragedy has a back story......

Billy (not his real name) was a loner.
At school he was bullied.... called a fool.
His father beat his mother, little peace at home.
No friends to confide in. He felt like a freak.

Mr teacher singled Billy out.
Predatory instincts without a doubt.
Befriending Billy with a shoulder to cry on.
Mr teacher very soon...

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Also by Harvey202020:

In faith | Happiness of love. | Soaring high. | Is too little too late? | Autumn Dreams.... | Nephilim rising | The private war | Tommy stone's bones | Self Hurt | Death of a Pornstar | Stupid to think | A coming Stranger | Unstoppable Flood |

Thalia and I

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Thalia and I

 

Thalia's my Muse of Mirth

We met when she toured WOL

Looking for a matching mate

Someone she could control

 

(It might rhyme Don

but you know that's not true.....)

 

I want to please the lady

I need her oh so much

We're sorting out our differences

A give and take of such

 

Like any new relationship

Things do go up and down

But if yo...

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Also by Don Matthews:

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 |

consensus

Consensus

   Democracy as we understand it is right the business in a well-regulated society and high taxation, which Gives the state income to finance roads and Help the poor. A free for all capitalism is bad for all, It ruins a country and there as endemic corruption. A well paid organized and trained workforce is a must because without it, we face strife and revolution.

Many business peop...

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Also by jan oskar hansen:

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 |

Acirema Tales

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We are biting the hand that feeds

lies

our own unmedicated self

takes control

all is lost

tamed with little shots

haldol on the rocks

you snore in locked padded rooms

naked

entombed

staring at the ceiling like sunspot patterns

Okinawa paper lanterns

all the pretty colors come back

acid flashback backcrack anti aircraft point blank execution

children locked...

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Also by Patrick Kennon:

Sleeping in the rain |

A rubbish job for Boris

Boris was looking for a new place to work

Long term unemployment was beginning to lurk.

But an opportunity arose in the town he did live,

Two good references to the council he did give.

 

He secured the job of litter warden at the park.

It was an early start,Boris was up with the lark.

"What training do I get,I don't want to do anything wrong?"

"None,"said his new boss"You'...

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Also by hugh:

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 |

No replay

Life is short

A one shot

Until shut

 

Love is life 

No love is lost

But life is loss

 

Life is an angle

A tangle

With love intertwined 

Life and love mangled

 

Life experience is of no use

A one time fuse

To amuse or to abuse

Until defused

 

Life is forced upon

A unique happenstance 

A mysterious circumstance 

An amazing maze 

 

...

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Also by Jeannot:

Simple song |

RIVERTRIP

RIVERTRIP

The idea – to float quietly down the Danube, to

tip into the Black Sea and back again – was on its face

a good one, although quiet contemplation proved not to be

the dominant mood for the whole shebang, what with

so much out there, back there, over there, so many

holes hammering into the softer spots of my skull to produce

a yet more porous pot that just cannot serve...

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4 * 100 metres

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(But not this time.  A rare success. A piece I wrote a few years ago)

 

Not that it’s a recognised event, of course, but I’m contemplating entering our Tuesday Pub Quiz Team for the 2020 Olympics.

Bear with me while I digress a little but at the 2012 London Olympics the Men’s 4 x 100m Relay Team was disqualified for dropping the baton, handing it over outside the transition area, running ...

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Also by John Coopey:

GRETA | SQUEEZING THIGHS | GREAT SHITS I HAVE HAD - CHAPTER ONE | MOVING UP THE QUEUE | ADULTS ONLY |

Who Will Be There ?

Who will be there, 

Asks the elderly lady,

The one with crevices in her skin

And the sad haunted eyes.

Who will be there when all these antique people have died ?

When age and time has taken every witness.

The Princes who visit,

They're heady on the atmosphere,

Standing by a grave,

In the fullness of the solemn gales,

Treading on the ground where it all happened, for ...

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Crunches

Crunches

Bare feet
On thin ice

Over Arctic water.

 

f

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Also by Fred Nicholson:

You hear me? | Some times | Treasure Hunt | Mother's work is WOW! | Color Matters | make believe love |

Hidden mother

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Hidden mother

Sunday, October 13, 2019

9:13 AM

 

My best companion

on this earthly heaven

i remain happily driven

with her company even

 

on no one else

I can smile with tears

it is only her

that keeps me happy or bother

 

I have seen her struggle

to bring us up with the smile

she shall never let us know

how difficult was it to grow children!

 

...

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Also by Hasmukh Mehta:

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 |

jadia4708au

Autumn Rain

And so it begins. Or ends

The seasons change and as

September dies lies forgotten

Like Summer, Autumn October

 

Rears. Not misty mellow fruitfullness

With rusty leaf colour bright splashing

Hedgerow and tree russet yellow brown,

Mists that turn to rain and wind and heavy

 

Rain splashing in the track ruts and puddles

Around the farm;  every field soggy with all the

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Also by Chris Armstrong:

Dark Lullaby | The Sterling Castle, 1703 |

autumnbogfarmfieldsmarshmistmoorlandrainseasonssheepwinter

the myth of rehabilitation (10/11/2019)

it is with a morose gratitude 
that I am to dispense justice 
like a drug
at the hurlish demands 
of screeching bicuspids 
unaware of the lurch :
the shuffle of their own cloven hooves 
at the trough of the damned 

"to death," 
you declare
eager to eat the softened bones 
of your own impunity 
"To life"
a toast raised as a scythe falls 
and another trauma is passed
like blood thru...

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Kill em all empathy

Out to Lunch

A drive away there's various places

full of fat people filling their faces

with things they don't need

not because of greed

but just because it's there

and they've nothing else to do

so they eat cake and drink tea

at least it's better than daytime TV

 

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Also by Brian Maryon:

Death of a Drummer | I Love Her |

barrage

 

the barrage flew

viperous words striking 

straight from the point - 

expected words lie stricken 

choking back all retort

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Also by DESMOND CHILDS:

hues | crucible | sun and moon | incessant |

WEEKLY WALKABOUTSVERSE, E.G., 99 OF 230: ONE RUGBY

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Poem 99 of 230: ONE RUGBY?

With sixth-tackle, knock-on and touchline hand-over -
No scrums, line-outs, rucks or mauls;
The rest (the best of both codes) would hardly alter -
And no splits, due to two calls.

(C) David Franks 2003 -
Walkaboutsverse.blogspot.com

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Happiness

In the distance,

I see you with blinding hope,

Not knowing if you are a mirage,

Or if I will ever reach you. 

Amongst the darkness, 

I keep walking towards you,

A flickering light calling my name,

The promise of a silver lining.

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Happinesshope

The Disagreement

We fight,

Like cats and dogs

In the rain. 

Our yells,

Drowning out 

The storm outside

A hundred,

Million tears,

Held back.

A billion, 

Thoughts unsaid

In fear. 

The world,  

Seems to end

and the storm

Rages on.

 

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Epiphany

Oh yes,

I had a dream.

 

A dream of

what death would be.

 

— the scariest thing.

 

Then I realized,

that would be the moment;

the most beautiful moment.

 

Given unto you,

what you’ve always

asked for.

 

— His voice.

 

So beautiful,

that your cries will be deafening

as you re-enter the world.

 

Reduced to what you once were,

ready...

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Also by Chaz Allen:

Emotion | Discovery | Deus | Destiny |

Staying in

Anxious and tried

Head lowered in shame

I can't face my face

Again and again 

Brooding dark doubt 

Sapped energy am tired 

Confidence is ebbing 

No company desired 

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Also by Philip Stevens:

Shouting ! |

Miss Castle

The worst thing I can say
Is I hate walking by your house
I have to go by there to go anywhere
So ripped my heart out
You're the reason I'll never find love

I'm so sorry for blaming you
I clearly still love you
So it has to be you
So tell me to go fuck off
Like every word isn't already stuck in my head

I guess I'll let another person down
Realized I still wasn't over you
So Miss Ca...

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Nothing is what it seems

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Long distance truck driver, a strange encounter - - - now he fights for his life

She stands motionless waiting

a lone hitch hiker

 

Observed nervous awkward manner

Where are you going?

 

Hospital bed, inquisitive nurse asks

Where were you going?

 

Falling into deep trance

body paralyzed, room lights up

 

Mystic fiqure looming above

unsettled spirit beckoni...

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Also by Nigel Astell:

Halfway There |

Hell of a journey

Where Do Birds Go When They Die?

In all my years of bird watching

From field and woodland walking,

From pavement pressing,

I have never seen the body of a bird.

Never!

Where do they go – to die?

Thousands of birds?

 

I understand decomposition, of course!

Rapid rotting of little bodies.

But feathers, and feet?

How do they simply 'disappear'?

Is it really just a matter of scale?

And human ina...

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Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:

An Irish Prayer (author unknown) |

lingering wound

hour by marching hour

time has all eventualities in its tread

 

a progression that brings down the walls of every life

 

linked, we are inescapable companions

our final destinations the same

an awaiting rewarding price

of nothing for the cost of having lived

 

the thoughts of such payments

sink into my mind like a stone

 

impossible to put aside consideration...

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Also by Rose Casserley:

all the reparations you will ever need | abandoned declination of a stately house and gardens | ' real ' out of mind experience | child's death in black and white | subterraneously shuffling | eviction | and it didn't get any better | of a snuffing out | Fox and THEY | prima in waiting |

Creaking chairs and crunching leaves

Leaves from the fall,
Drifting to the side of my heart.

Aching backs,
The rocking motion sends shivers,
Open up the world.

Hearts of gallor,
Crunching in the water,
A blue stream that moves toward winter.

To feel open and vulnerable,
To feel free,
The air breaths nicely in the brisk of morning.

I sit leisurely on a chair,
Rocking against the grain,
On this cold autumn night.

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Also by Adrian Metcalf:

Criss cross patches | Is it real? |

anxiety.

the cobra

                  w

                      r

                        a

                     p

                 s

                    its tail around my neck

its name is

                     anxiety.

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Also by Marina T:

Sinner |

anxietymental healthmental health issuespoetry and mental health

Wayward thoughts!!

Problems after problems

Troubled layers ahead

Patience lost to express

Running a tearful race

Sorrrows unexpressed

Shattering soul

Broken promises

Criss crossed 

Bitterly tossed

Mind going numb

Life burdensome

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Also by Do.RoThY:

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!! |

Willpower and Discipline

Willpower and discipline,
have long been two of the 
most despised words in the 
english language to me.

What character flaw prevents  
the willpower and discipline
necessary to be the person
I imagine myself capable of being?

A half-lived life is heartbreaking.
There is no acceptable excuse, 
not age or disability.

Even people with no limbs 
live empowered lives 
built on willp...

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Also by Vautaw:

Abandoned | Betrayed | Moments |

disabilitydisciplineempowermentfriendsheartbreaklifeloneliness. regretpoemspoetryreflectionrelationshipsweaknesswillpower

Problems

I've spent days and weeks angry at the world 
Cross that people are carrying on
While I am trapped in this never ending cycle of grief

I have been in a bubble
All consuming, encompassing 
Hard to escape

Until today
Until one blog post made me realise
Other people have problems too

Other families are having to deal with grief too
Some more devastating then I can even imagine

My p...

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Also by Ashleigh Davies:

Your House | Memory Box | Funeral | Emotions | Chair |

These Islanders

 

Varied as any flock, these islanders 
are yet never far from one view.

On the horizon
it may be dragons they look out for
and the dull clunk of bells they hear
from where the sun has other business.

Looking out on these changeful waves 
always the same, the same
fascinates the islander
just as the ever evolving curls
of the beloved's shining
shining hair.
And looking out, to t...

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Also by Adam Whitworth:

In The Mansions Of Memory | The Millionth Existentialist Pome | Yours Sincerely | A Poem |

A Reason

A Reason

 

A ponderous existence is our enigma in life

to experience the fullness of all is perplexity

Highly subjective we are intensely observant

the world is seen as a cinema screen

A performance in which we all take part

a drama of strange participation

 

Do I serve a purpose through my being here

is my individuality purposefully made

Am I a cog in a wheel of p...

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Also by keith jeffries:

One of Many | You´re Living in the Past | Nan´s Kitchen | Loathing | Bigger and Better Bombs | In Love | No Frontiers | History in Denial |

Gibson

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Beautiful how you're glistening
Beautiful my mahogany
I love the way you sound to me
I love the way you make me free

Smooth on top I start to groove
Smooth on top your maple wood
Sounds that always make me move
Sounds just like my childhood

Smells like amps and old gear
Smell the old speakers where I am near
Tastes like sex and cheap old beer
Tastes like celebrating on New Year

Ode to ...

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Also by Allison Wonder:

Prince of Darkness | Grandma 1 | Wolf | Manipulation | Illusion | Passion | Confusion | Doubt | 5:00 AM | Hassle Time | Silent Symptom | Onus (TRIGGER WARNING) | Captive | Shame (R) | Desolation | Grief | Enervation | Sitting on a Shelf | Truth | Intruder | Unhinged | Name of the Game | Restoration | Collapse (TRIGGER WARNING) | Almighty | Spiraling | Day -1 | What I'm Feeling | Forsaken | Go | Dust to Dust | Harm Reduction | Whitehead | Red Door (TRIGGER WARNING) | Mr. Fix It | Derangement | Naivete | Clamorous | Anthony | Debate | Untitled | Sober | Rat Tale | New Sheets (TRIGGER WARNING) | Untitled | Coastal | Hypocrite | Bath Bomb (TRIGGER WARNING) | Me and My Shadow | Drifting | You | Migraine | Writers Block | Abandoned | Replica | Promises (TRIGGER WARNING) | Chamomile | Untitled | Untitled | Ambushed | Untitled | Untitled |

gibsonguitarmusic

Beyond the horizon

Nature uses her horizon to obscure the full expanse of her majesty, as a beautiful woman might angle her face to the floor to avoid attention.
She has no need for flashy steeples or tolling bells to make one sit up and take notice.
Like the peewee enraptured by his reflected image in my window, 
her many faces captivate me, her power and complexity is jaw dropping, inspirational.
The earth and...

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Also by Kate G:

One of those days |

Dreaming Like It's 2004

I had one of those dreams again, the ones where we were just friends. You had no idea you were my every heartbeat.
 

We were on a trip somewhere, back in high school or something. You had a crush on the foreign exchange student I was rooming with. I was barely tolerating her. You invited us to hang out though, and I couldn't deny any second spent near you. We stayed late in your room listening...

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Also by Marantha Greyson:

Five Dollar Words |

crushDreamshigh schoolloveunrequited loveyoung love

PTSD

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A slave to my feelings,

Shackles trapping my mind.

Trying to break through and begin healing, 

But hit with the cruel reality of man-kind. 

 

Image from: https://medium.com/@ReymundAlagos/6-s-against-stress-1ca49ddece40

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