Poetry Blogs (2019, poetry)
Frantically he taps on the glass
Louder as they pass
Now he screams
But not through a window
It's a screen
His soul away
Thursday 5th December 2019 11:45 pm
Your words whisper in my ear
Your voice does things to me
That haven't been felt in years
My heart races
My insides quicken
I want to hear more
I listen when I'm alone
To be safe from disturbance
I listen while at work
In hopes that no one notices the reactions your whisper creates
I listen before I sleep at night
You're the last thing I want to hear
Blow by bl...
Wednesday 4th December 2019 11:04 pm
Wednesday 4th December 2019 3:20 am
I last wrote about our five quite some time back,
a time when, for each of them, you and I (and mostly you)
still weighed in and sparred, day on day, in any cause,
on standby should they slip or fall – though close at hand is, perhaps,
the better way to say it, the gentle way to convey a sense of
our being technically unseen, absent, yet able to be found
by one or two, no more th...
Sunday 1st December 2019 1:26 pm
Don’t give in to the madness.
Save it for another day,
long after you’ve left this life
that’s full of opportunities.
Life is like the weather.
All you have to do is wait
for the rain to go away,
the storm to pass,
and enjoy the sunshine
Saturday 30th November 2019 2:26 am
The blurred lines
Saturday 23rd November 2019 9:16 pm
Wish you were here,
to break down all the differences,
to shake down all the borders,
to melt down all the distance,
to connect all the figures
in the right place.
What else could, what else could confront us?
In the same way we breath,
in the same way we cry,
wish you were here,
tonight when the whole world is empty
and there is no one left to die.
Wish you were here,
to create all t...
Saturday 23rd November 2019 12:23 pm
First loves inspired my first writings
A collection of lovesick blues
Battles of insecurities
All poured out as quickly as it could
Then poetry and I took a break
The inspirations were out the door
And out of sight
Then all at once, it came back again
Art inspired art
Like a chain reaction
Like a flood gate opening
Like a tsunami wave of poetry
Sunday 17th November 2019 1:57 am
Standing in the presence of history
Witness all that has come before
Bewildered in amazement
What a glorious sight!
Speak to me, my wise old poets,
Speak to me while I stand where it all began,
Feed me your recipe
Gather in the Poetry room
Circle around the Poet’s chair
Cozy up in the corner,
This is where I belong
These are my people
Thursday 14th November 2019 1:12 pm
Poems are my photographs
my inner monologue
poems are my measurement
the fingerprints of emotions
invisible no more
Poems are my expression
the sum of interactions
they show my working out
Poems are the breath
of lost lovers
against my neck
Poems are my kisses
for my family and my friends
the hugs I seldom give
And your poems...
your poems keep me company
Sunday 3rd November 2019 2:11 pm
Poetry is my
drug of choice,
rays of sunshine.
on lonely nights,
my lost lover
in my ear,
birds in flight,
Sunday 3rd November 2019 12:39 pm
Speaking can feel like your swallowing
So, you may as well swallow instead
Or it’s giving,
Giving and giving
Fingers down your throat,
Will I be stronger tomorrow?
Or just hollow tomorrow?
So, you end up filling up on someone else’s dictionary
I am disarmed without my language
But my language is disarming
Words do break your bones
Saturday 2nd November 2019 3:40 pm
November begins on a point of tension
Now the political stuff
I'll not even mention
Mercury retrograde has just begun
It can make a fool of anyone
You might be misunderstood
It could cause a delay
People from your past
May come back your way
Mars and Pluto in the boxing ring
Watch out for trouble
If you've had a secret fling
November 8th will touch your soul...
Friday 25th October 2019 10:53 pm
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
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...
Saturday 12th October 2019 3:29 am
The way I write;
I brainstorm twenty titles
words or phrases
that sound good to me
that subconsciously already feel like parts of me
I refine them
and refine them
pile them up around my feet
when I’m in the mood to write
I either start writing
(with aim or aimlessly)
until I get stuck
then grab a title
work it in the lock
release the poem that was hidden
(o, and it fee...
Wednesday 9th October 2019 2:25 pm
All day long
I think of you.
I can’t wait to get home
to be with you,
to feel your ink drip
between my fingers.
You are my love,
I know you will
never leave me.
We are bound
by a legacy of words,
that braids our soul.
Our poetry echoes
through time and space,
leaves a soft place
for broken hearts to land.
# # #...
Monday 23rd September 2019 5:40 am
When the birds take back their language,
when the trees unloose
their tenderly hands from around you,
when the air doesn't breathe
and the seas are tearing,
when the flowers whisper:
No, you own nothing,
honoring the hospitality.
Tuesday 17th September 2019 8:25 pm
And one day,
the sun stopped,
the rain stopped falling,
the flowers didn't look high,
the sky emptied of stars,
then a tear dripped
from the heart and became our breath.
We need a sacred tear,
before the fall...
Tuesday 17th September 2019 8:18 pm
To know my fingerprints
on another’s heart
could stir them into art
a priceless gift, a magic
To know there is a poem
written about me
those words, more beautiful
than I could ever hope to be
From the caverns of passed time
there comes a sound
a constant, quiet, ring
when I choose to listen
telling of another way of living
That the heart of an artist
a complexly c...
Monday 16th September 2019 11:51 am
Earth as our landlord
A notice was given
Eviction is imminent
Saturday 7th September 2019 10:18 am
legs crossed i lay, deep in prayer
as i enter her domicile pyramid prism with a rainbow flash
headspace filled with subsequent intrinsic peace and peachy afterglow, washing out wrath
sifting through the banks of her mind, i produce schisms, and visually metaphysical visions
visualization techniques split at the ream leaving a colorful flurry
scurrying across triangular entropy into ...
Saturday 7th September 2019 6:55 am
It was 1990 when we met,
before we were who we were.
The nineties were running through sprinklers
playing whiffle ball in the yard,
make-believe games, stick horses,
and dances to Green Day.
The 2000s were much the same,
with crushes, dear diaries,
womanhood, and makeup
sprinkled about like the dandelion seeds
we used to blow into...
Thursday 5th September 2019 8:23 pm
Diamonds don't impress, they like color
often follow their hearts
from one end of the earth to the other
In the evenings, on a hilltop with a view
the stone they lay on retaining warmth of the glowing red sun
Gathering round of a few closer friends
laughing, basking, and just plain having fun
Old in the soul were they, and young at heart
all believers of a perfect...
Sunday 1st September 2019 11:29 pm
Writing poetry has become
an automatic response
to the slightest wave
washing me up onto the shore
covering me in seaweed
and telling me i dont
Rejection blankets me
in teary eyes
tugs at my heart
leaves me to die
As if the society
that rejected me
dunked my head
under the sea water
and my weeps we...
Saturday 31st August 2019 7:21 pm
My vitality feels resuscitated with every breathe we share
two halves of a heart
you are the oxygen that pumps, vestibule, pair of consonance heartbeats
bounce off the walls.
we jump up and down hand in hand
your touch warms through and lights a fire inside and around
sound mind when your whisper incites a riot
the night is charged, god particles in the air.
our souls dance...
Friday 30th August 2019 4:12 am
More on the whole writing process, & turning your scribbled notes into something....
Mining my mind
Polish 'em Out
Nice & Shiny
Monday 26th August 2019 11:43 am
Here's the science bit... the left side of the brain is where visuals and imaginative ideas are constructed and so....
Is someone being misleading
Telling tales Oh So deceiving?
With every word they utter
There just ain't
Still searching for the truth
But not a single trace
One thing that you must do
As soon as you'v...
Sunday 25th August 2019 5:04 pm
Where is the magic?
We all start out knowing magic.
We are born with hurricanes and whirlwinds,
oceans and galaxies inside us.
We are able to sing to birds and read the clouds
and see the destiny in grains of sand.
But we have forgotten the magic
and we feel without compass, alone and desperately,
only selfishness, only pain, fear and darkness.
But, magic of love has nev...
Sunday 25th August 2019 4:33 pm
I love to write poetry,
It gives me vent for my expression.
And believe it is a more peaceful way
Than turning to aggression.
Of all words that I may choose
I am in main seat of control.
To show my thoughts on many things,
And to exult the reader's soul.
And when I find my inspiration
I ponder - what is my next direction?
Though I sometimes find it hard to d...
Sunday 25th August 2019 12:02 pm
I’m sorry that I can’t bring myself to like the stories from the book you’ve been reading,
in all honesty all I can see are empty words that are misleading.
Late night arguments,
and even later apologies,
could this really be the pinnacle of conflicting ideologies.
Brown sugar coated lies,
wearing a sweet disguise,
frowned upon by the broken,
trapped behind those beauti...
Sunday 25th August 2019 12:48 am
You came in to this world
with enough light to find
your way out of the dark,
enough kindness to save a soul,
enough love to shift a planet.
Don't worry, you are enquipped
with all you could ever need.
Look with in,
you are drenched in magic.
Saturday 24th August 2019 9:27 pm
Inspired from a book called stop,look,breathe,create which we were studying at my bookclub, and it got me to do just that
Shadow of light
Like a portal
Out of sight
Saturday 24th August 2019 4:20 pm
On my hands
Feeling it's veins
Friday 23rd August 2019 11:48 am
Hearing that words from Natural history such as Acorn and Conker are now lost on the latest generation got me thinking...
When web was a silky spider's thread
When online was your school shirt
Fixed on with a peg
When a tablet was something
You took, when ill
But a type of pill
When mouse was
By a cat
OK, I'm going
Too far bac...
Thursday 22nd August 2019 10:30 am
Caught in the ruins
Looking for a
The scribe sits
Waiting for a muse
Now he's between
He can escape this
His setting out his
Wednesday 21st August 2019 12:33 pm
The changing colour of the seasons
Can life get any better than this?
Reflecting through all the reasons
Of why we came to exist
The midlife comparisons of autumn
As we're reaping our rewards
Fear of the chill in winter
Will we survive old age
Or be ignored?
As we look back to
The growth of spring
When all was so fresh
To the warmth and heat
Tuesday 20th August 2019 11:55 am
UNTIL THE DARKNESS COMES.
Her light is fading slowly
But the memories which made us one
Will burn brightly in my heart
Until forever ends
There are no guarantees
Only the inevitable
I may lose the shell which surrounds her
But her essence will always be
The other half of me.
Our souls will be
As long as memory endures
Surely sadness will...
Monday 19th August 2019 11:17 am
When you think that something is dead and buried, but it keeps resurrecting itself unexpectedly...
When your alone
You end up there
Fantasy flesh and tendons
Tend to latch on
To muscular musings
Rummaging in discouragement
In dissaapointment duties
The luxury of satisfa...
Monday 19th August 2019 11:01 am
My Modern Makeover of Cinderella.... Cos you're never too old for a fairytale!!!
Once upon a time
There was a prince
He kept meeting damsels
That made him wince
But he had a glass slipper
That's all that mattered
'I'll find it's owner
Dress may be tattered'
Then one day he
Came up with a plan
To stop being a Prince
Just an ordinary man
Sunday 18th August 2019 11:51 pm
It's what has been reaped
From all that's been sown
Connecting the threads
On old foundations laid
Saturday 17th August 2019 10:09 pm
Remembering things before they happen
Laying out memories that are not
Bringing out insights
To enable seekers to prepare
For as a fool
Leap of faith
It has nothing to do with her
Still she shares this
They had never even met
Yet their frequencies
Revealing the unknown
Friday 16th August 2019 10:52 pm
Here is my set recorded live today in memory of Peterloo at Manchester's Peterloo Soapbox (outside Manchester's Home) containing two new poems
Friday 16th August 2019 9:25 pm
Burned out, hidden from the crowds inside of stranger's minds,
there are things to be found
in a time after time...after time.
not always you can read the last memories
inside of the universe book,
you always share what it takes
but now it gets more than you took.
Nothing left to be undermined,
simple, eternal, contagious,
chasing ashes from those emp...
Friday 16th August 2019 5:33 pm
Tranquility in your presents
doves pecking as our kiss is tending
lips lock our mind in a spell, as the doves sing their song, letters spelling in the air.
clouds draw me close for a better look
fractals in the nooks, lump to lump, baby rainbows extend their hand and shake with glee
telling my lover she is the best mother to be
She see's the beauty in my beastial nature, cal...
Thursday 15th August 2019 2:35 am
I fell in love with the sound of your beating heart
With your slow, sweet kisses
I fell in love with your smile and the way my entire world is brighter in its presence
I fell in love with the way your hair curls behind your ears and the way your eyes sparkle when they're set on me
I fell in love with your words and the meaning and care behind each one
I fell in love with your mind and the con...
Monday 12th August 2019 5:31 am
This is one of my longest poems. It tells a story about an adventure I took one day back when I was a teenager. I don't think it's some of my better writing, but maybe you may find it enjoyable.
A Memory Lost in Time
I’ve reached the age
Where many years have passed me by.
Lost memories have become buried
Mixed in the years lost by time.
Every so often, unexpected like.
Tuesday 30th July 2019 7:23 pm
What a peaceful thought.
Tuesday 30th July 2019 1:04 am