Poetry Blogs (Feb 2019)
Rule number one:
Do no harm.
Just answer me,
How could you hold
Something so fragile
In your arms for so long,
And then just shatter it?
Thursday 28th February 2019 10:51 pm
Also by MDL:Suffocating | My biggest mistake | Now I Am Angry. | No. No title. | Dreaming | The Ultimate Blanket Fort | Dreams |
All around this town
assumed that you got an idea to go back,
you know that they can't be around
all the lights that swallows lights
that brings you
for any day.
And please don't hang quite high
as you used to do.
I can still follow you down in the same way
that i used to do.
There are thousand and more and more ways \
of coming through.
And we can
dance the life
Thursday 28th February 2019 10:28 pm
It takes a long time to figure out what you're really all about,
There's no definitive guide book that takes a frank look, and explains the mysteries of life,
You just have to, "Go in blind," and kind of work it out,
And face and embrace with good grace, its pleasures and its strife.
There's no guarantee that you'll see' "Three score years and ten,"
No end date to state or indi...
Thursday 28th February 2019 10:21 pm
Also by Jason Bayliss:Sharpen Your Wit | Absorbing The Day | Show Me A Saint | Yin & Yang | Mirror Mirror | Stories Untold | Life And Friendships | I Cast A Shadow | Dyslexia Rules KO | Be My Guide | Chatting By The Stovetop | Strong And Silent | The Silent Word | The Slant And The Chant | Coin | Whipping Willow | Coffee Pot | In This World | Ms.Donohoe Poetry Tennis Champion. | Yesterdays Kiss | Incline Lupine | Drive | Silver Shot Pocket Watch | Distil By Will | Words | Trust Me |
Micromanaging Miniscule Moments
Meandering 'Midst Murky Memories
Thursday 28th February 2019 9:30 pm
Also by Lisa C Bassignani:Bubbles |
Please do not turn me into
leave me out of your
leave my name and
ways for some other
for some other days.
Just write about that
of which you know
do not speculate
verse into the space
I have left.
I've taken my books
from your dusty shelves
stepping over your
Thursday 28th February 2019 9:21 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:My book shelf | 'The trouble with Derek' | Cheap not cheerful Inner city development | Not for me another love | Mirror mirror | Thyme | Accidental Curator | Translations | Aphasia or inebriated spoke schism |
Winnowing Fork and Millstone
The precipice has been reached
the abyss lies far below
Retribution comes on a chariot of fire
with clouds descending
vengance is mine says the Lord
Those who have abused and perverted the Faith
their day of reckoning has arrived
Whether it be in a pew or wearing a red biretta
the hand of judgement makes no distinction
He comes with h...
Thursday 28th February 2019 9:09 pm
Also by keith jeffries:The Lambeth Judgement | Etiquette | Forgotten forever | Disconnected | José Tomas | La Libreria (The Bookshop) | The Purge of Victory | He Sleeps in a Box | A Large Wooden Door | The Spring Offensive | The Beast | All will be well | Aerials | National Character | The Sugar Bowl |
The shed smells of shit
Its not a shed its a chalet
Its boxed happiness
Its a summery
With a swimming pool
Full of polio
Its the place
Like national sheep
Laughing in unison
We were all happy
Happy happy happ...
Thursday 28th February 2019 8:01 pm
Also by Phil Kay:Ah' Chris mate. 8th June 1982. | When the bough breaks | 1982 | No title. | Valparaiso around Cape Horn 1985. | Tonight | New York two 1980 | Jack Dempsy's bar New York 1983 | White light | (untitled) | Homage to Shane | Life and death the only real question. | Bach | Ugly | Son | Panama Love | The Oxygen thief | Soul? | Light | Stories to tell early 1980 | 68 Grafton St 1977 | Fiery heart | Lost love | My Son | Free the mind | Amsterdam 1982 | Reflection refraction. | Kill Them All | pub | (untitled) | A night out in Jack Dempsy's bar New York. 1980. | So I Hit Him | They're Only Words. | Last Night. |
I am yet to surrender to the ways of heart..
Knocking on the vestige of conscience is incessant ..
The euphoria and the magic though they impart..
I am yet to surrender to the ways of heart..
One hears the mellifluous notes of the Mozart...
But the fate is sealed from the very start..
All those dreams are nothing but effervescent..
I am yet to surrender to the ways of heart..
Thursday 28th February 2019 6:24 pm
Also by mona s:The Bending.. | Tears | Meandering paths | Seascapes | The Dining room | Irresolute days | Hopes | Sand dunes | Forever | Beginnings and endings |
Lonely little life.
Lonely cold nights.
Lonely empty dreams.
Lonely dismal thoughts.
Lonely silent tears.
Lonely vacant heart.
Lonely fake laugh.
Lonely bare hands.
Lonely broken smile.
Lonely crushed soul.
Lonely waste of time.
Lonely little life.
Thursday 28th February 2019 6:11 pm
Also by Itsjustmedownhere:A New Journey | What made me love Him | Shannon | Ode to Depression |
There is a song in my heart and it's only for you,
There will be no lie only true,
We will always laugh and never cry,
We will always live and never die,
Paradise is on its way as we will have paradise everyday,
Only the mighty survive with all there lies they've had to strive,
After extreme pain there can only be gain,
Love is happiness, happiness is love,
It's just like a perfect hand fi...
Thursday 28th February 2019 5:48 pm
Also by Pip Thomas:Every second counts | A beautiful cake | Bird on a wing | Phil being Phil | Lovers song | They sent us to hell. | Without a care | Genius mind | Loony bin | Peace of mind | Back to front | Gerry my friend | Band of brothers | Black bird in a cage | liers and cheats |
I used to be normal
as dull as it gets
but my mind took a left turn
ain't been the same since
I like being abnormal
I make no pretense
people leave me alone
and give me distance
Let others be normal
for them it makes sense
to all be like robots
I prefer Difference
On being abnormal
I admit with a grin
I've learned to live with it...
Thursday 28th February 2019 1:00 pm
Also by d.knape:What Poets Are For | The Weather | Loving Your Neighbor | License To Carry | Coming Soon... | Prison Poem | As Time Expires | Pets | Wedding Dress | Hearing Loss | Men Without Women | C'est La Vie | Bee Lines | Aging Rock Stars | One-Way Conversation | Acrobats | We Never Asked | Cows & Climate | The Poor | Old School | Braless | Good Company | Letting Out The Cat | Burning Inspiration | Being Good |
Can't sit still
Still can't hide the fact my father isn't here
And for now he never will
Sick of trying to numb myself
With countless amounts of beer
As every march I hear wonderwall
I still shed a tear
I wear a smile on the outside
But just a front for all to see
Somedays I still wonder if my half brother thinks of me
So please excuse me
For today on my face th...
Thursday 28th February 2019 12:45 pm
Also by Keiron Higgins:love of a vinyl obsessive: (a short valentines record poem) | No more heartfelt apologies. | confessions of a vinyl addict |
On being turned away from a place of worship
Passed the playing children
on through the garden gate,
in haste toward the altar
to pray it's not too late.
But pew on pew is filled with souls
already in Salvation,
I hear the call to other world's
some other congregation.
Thursday 28th February 2019 11:52 am
Also by Wolfgar:The Empath | How many Monks did the Chinese get? | The perfect vacuum | Continental drift | The Voyage of Sleep | Reportage | Survival? | Nomads | Bolton Abbey |
My wife's sister asked how airplanes can do that
I said it's all to do with thrust and flaps
She said I was being filthy and gave my face a slap
Annoyed, I got dressed and went back to my flat
stopping on the way out to kick her bloody cat
At home the wife was taking an afternoon nap
so I quickly put my pads on and went straight in to bat
Thursday 28th February 2019 10:09 am
Also by Brian Maryon:Not Looking Forward to My Old Age | Martin's Missing Sweatshirt | The Magnificent Seven (?) | Martin's Knee | The Man Upstairs | Everything You Need to Know About Gloucester | Ronnie's Pants (and so is his bowling) |
She sit's amongst the piece's
Of broken glass
Of what was her past
The door's they slammed like thunder
Her tears they fall like rain
The warnings from her family
Whirl like a hurricane
She's no longer drowning in emotion
She has made it to the shore
Thursday 28th February 2019 9:58 am
Also by Lysa d:Dating | ANGER | Single mom's | Ready ;-) | I just want my mum | We are all apart of art | Blowing hot and cold | Mistaken | Grounded | Shame | Authentic self |
Thursday,28th February 2019
We always dance
and take the chance
to enjoy and satisfy
with enough of the joy
it takes place in the social gathering
and really pleasing
one's self while someone is praising
and applauding your skill
it is getting lost
in the noisy atmosphere
the loud sound and so many voices around
the real joy is nev...
Thursday 28th February 2019 9:15 am
Also by Hasmukh Mehta:Your quest | Old age provides | Powerless human being | Goes back to | Thoughts painted | An apology sicnerely rendered | For honesty and honor | Person cultivates | Life, no joke | Differently held | On the face and | Divine cover | Temporary things | Directly descend | Weigh the opinion | Love-domant force | Love to all andn | An eternal truth | The simple presentation | Regard for | Positive stance | Human heaven | What a joy! | Sleepless leace | The soul in the heart | Nation pays homage | Nation in rage | Born fighter | Heaven on earth | Not from weakness | Is poetry deceptive? | Voice of freedom | The life we lead | Despite being good | On her birthday | In the team | Reposition | Head of the family | Paradise here | Holier than | Join me there | Untimely critical phase | No pain to soul | Twists and turns | Speaks volumes | Role of human beings | Real joy | Natural objects | Smile with | Nature has turned deadly | With affection and care | Asylum seeker |
It was a sunny Sunday we drove to a park
that has an old house in the middle selling paintings
some of them are good but mostly plenteous crap,
I know enough about art to see the difference.
Naturally, the place was closed since it was Sunday.
But going up a ramp to the park a driver buzzed his horn
they do that a lot in Portugal I told the driver what I thoug...
Thursday 28th February 2019 7:24 am
Also by jan oskar hansen:the princess | the doll house is burning | looking east | too big a flat | suckling pig | cleanliness | bully beef | pre-dawn | Australia | the bird of omen | not what you see | anit this and that | once when | the aged | the way it used to be | a horse | forget me not | I knew of a writer | a new society | conspiracy thinking | a calamitous night | cats | the failed writer | sunlit Cascais | Brexit 2 | dementia | the Norwegian club | epigram 5 |
We are all users and addicts
We use the nicotine to subside the feelings of anxiety
we use social media for validation that we really only need from oursleves
we use the tv shows to escape from our own lives even if its just for 30 minutes
we use the music to drown out the sounds of reality
we find it hard to really be ourselves
addicted to the feelings of stability and calmnes...
Thursday 28th February 2019 6:58 am
Also by erbc:Dear Mom | For Hunter | The Giving | Life After Love |
Australian humour's dry-like
Dry and droll's can be
And as I am Australian
That's what you'll get from me
The humour which I give out
At times is hard to follow
Now Don you must be kidding me
That's really hard to swallow
You think the python snake
Which ate someone's pet cat
Is just a joke that I made up?
It grabbed it from its ...
Thursday 28th February 2019 6:22 am
Also by Don Matthews:Crap | Catharsis | Funny Yes. Serious Very. Mobile Phone Addiction | Mobiles More Important Than Children | Sync | Why Do I Write? | Fun or Serious? I Can't Decide? | Holiday Build. R and R Centre for Expired Poets | Risky Poet | Silly | He's Damaging Our Website, Breaking All the Rules |
In this modern age of communication
It would seem the art of conversation
Is fast becoming a dying art
Its deteriorating and falling apart
Shouldn’t technology improve our lot
Comms on the move, Comms in a jot
But DM, IM and SMS
Have turned our comms into a mess
The standard of language is coming down
The i-generation are dumbing down
LOL is no laughing matter
Thursday 28th February 2019 3:48 am
Also by John McDonough:Georgie Pell Puddin' and Pie | Non Omnis Moriar (I Shall Not Wholly Die) | 21st Century Vows | Terence Evans | Dawn | Autocorrect and predictive text ruined my chance of romance and sex | In love with a boy | Ten Thousand Pricks at her Fingertips | Monica Lewinsky | Mediocre Town | Box of Dark Things | Exit Stage Left | Truly Beloved Customer Care | The day you died all I felt was disappointment | Impulse | The Noise of War |
See rain, you see
Thursday 28th February 2019 2:32 am
Pyromaniacs on the event horizon
I'd give you fire if you could use it
We could burn trouble for a while
Take you to the room full of secrets
Make love to you just for a smile
I've spent my life entirely naked
Wearing arms around my chest
Sending flares to the event horizon
Asking for a little help
Rescuers come in uniform
Blankets and trucks make a mess
Never waiting for th...
Thursday 28th February 2019 12:11 am
Also by Robert C Gaulke:Pace | Dirty | Our Best Guest | Every Chance | My Guardian Angle | The People Adventure | Others | On Bandcamp | Consultants | Homespun | This | Executive time | New spoken word | Teacher Dreams | Tensile Strength | At lunch |
She, for sure, was warrior,
When sky was black as gold,
Dragged across the sunless sea
By men without a soul.
Her stories and narrations,
Her lives, as yet untold,
From slave ships and from factories
Were heard amidst the hold.
She heard the tramp of wizened men,
Who shivered in the cold:
Men who never saw the sun;
Nor kindnesses behold.
Wednesday 27th February 2019 9:28 pm
Also by John E Marks:The way of the cloud | Out of the blue | A black-hinge | Thus Spoke Zarathustra | Homage to Nietzsche | Rhapsody | A haunting | Bounty | The false economies of love | Stippled sky | the canal predicts | PASSING STRANGE | Remains | Seer | From woman better things spring | Alternative histories | Time's fool | Elegy for Anna | SOLVING | Oscar goes to the zoo | On the way to the dance | Stutterer | The Scylla, | Pain | The swinging bridge | Just deserts | Heavenly | To the ghost-dancers of the Sioux - dedicated to my good friend, Jacob | Why we need to fly (for my good friend, Jacob) | Ch-ch-changes | Pouring out the vitriol |
The kids are alright!
It could be global warming
It could be global greed
But it took the kids to make a stand
To highlight our planet’s hour of need
And the cries went up of truants
How dare they defy what we say
How dare you leave school early
Come back now and stay!
What for? The kids said
Something needs to be done
You grown ups aren’t even bothered
But there’s a battle to be...
Wednesday 27th February 2019 6:02 pm
I have yet to loose and not be able to get backbup
I am usually the one that is able to get up Everytime
Only to see now that part of me is lost.
To be and hide behind that I see that I had things I never known or took time to see what was there.
I see I put up a front and hide my true feelings till I break or lose someone dear to my heart
With this I believe I lost the love of my l...
Wednesday 27th February 2019 5:27 pm
Its 2 am and I can't stop thinking about you.
The way your eyes crinkle,
the way your lips curl into a smile
God that smile showing your teeths, looking at me and i take you in.
Every dent of your skin, every spot, all the twinkles in your eyes, the prettiest nose scrunch, ...
Wednesday 27th February 2019 4:42 pm
Born from a floating skull
adrift amid the shards
of the Kuiper belt.
A winged god in full
Fertile as an egg you created
out of loneliness.
But what strange creatures
glide now in your
We, in this village
of water hope to seek
So in your name, libations
of flesh are made but in return
Wednesday 27th February 2019 1:42 pm
Also by Kealan Coady:Snakes and Ladders in the Afterlife | Love Independent of Life | The Mars | KIC 8462852 | Podcast For Spoken Label | Saturn and the Hymn of the Ring-Makers | Ghosts and Gods | Man Bites Dog | For The Girl Who Likes Listening To Hearts | T-Rex In Tank With Painted Bones | Sentience | The Sea As Sigil | An Accidental and Almost-Fatal Invocation | Cage Of Echoes | The Migration Of Shadows | Airstrike From The Eleventh Density | Tectonic | Spine Fire (Instructions For Survivors Of Kundalini) | The Ghosts We Haunt | The Dark At The End Of The Tunnel | This Corpse Eats The Stars With Bloody Feet | A Nightmare Room Made Of Broken Glass And Spider's Legs | Someone At The Door |
Does a lie has feet or walk
Only liars have more than two
Don't listen to a lie as a joke
Then will help lies to grow
God will ask; why do you lie?
So get ready for God's punishment.
Me, you, them, surely will die
Should keep ready for last statement
Get back soon to the early pureness
And stop cheating creatures
Just in case you look for happiness
Wednesday 27th February 2019 1:03 pm
Also by Farag M. Afify:Believe to Live | MATES | Life Race | The choice | THE KNOWLEDGE | Laugh to Live. | Save to live | CONFIDENCE | Isabella | Beauty Song | REGRET | My Fault | Love Seed | Against Wind | Simply Says | MAKE SUCCESS | LET's PRAY | HEART's KEY | The Theater | Practical Woman | No Answer |
Let me tell you this
a secret lies within oneself,
many dare to dismiss.
Loving one who is broken,
A problem to handle,
That is not ones own.
A secret to help bury,
Yet not to hold on ones own.
The truth is set free,
When their true self is recognized
By the one who had the power,
All along on the ...
Wednesday 27th February 2019 8:31 am
I'd play the recorder
who'd fill the canopy
And consider the night
bright with marvels
until dawn should loiter
Scars wheals soothed healed
tomorrow save today
here a balm for my wound
These beliefs shan't spare me
however I give
the flute all my air
Wednesday 27th February 2019 12:09 am
Also by Adam Whitworth:The Start Of Something Big |
Spare us the pretentious pap
Close cousin to contentious crap;
They both abound when it's a free go,
Bilious bastards of the ego.
Tuesday 26th February 2019 8:13 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:DOWN BY THE MEWSTONE - folk song | MARKING TIME | KISS OFF | KEEP IT SIMPLE | DYING FOR A FAG | AN IRISH REJOICING - song | MRI | DIVERSE DETERMINATIONS | FOR THE BIRDS | AN IRISH REJOICING |
you are moving,
though not nearly
fast enough for your liking.
look at the tracks you've made–
pillars that stands behind you.
you no longer have to sink into
the depths of the cold beneath you.
you have made a trail for yourself
if only you keep going.
you are making progress,
though not nearly
fast enough for your liking.
Tuesday 26th February 2019 5:32 pm
in svalbard, i watch the northern lights
a neon bruise on the tiny patch of infinity that
fizzes endless chaos atoms above my head
we’re the ghosts of those who touched us
but if you distil the maelstrom down to its purest form
all that’s left is your heart pumping blood, your brain crackling
and the saliva that passes between our lips when we kiss
Tuesday 26th February 2019 4:14 pm
Also by Stuart Buck:cellular automata |
Truth is love;
You lied to me.
Love is precious;
You stole from me.
Acceptance is love;
You want to change me.
Love is freedom;
Just let me be.
Tuesday 26th February 2019 2:39 pm
How beautiful everything seems, even all happen contrary
Don't get the idea whether it's a dream, reality or a story
Neither she feel regret nor any worry,
It's a kind of feeling which has made her heart awry.
Continuously only for that face her eyes seeks.
All the time you can see her those blushing cheeks
Fot her, one day without him passes like a week
Tuesday 26th February 2019 2:36 pm
Music swirls in caressing spirals,
embracing a shelf of favourite books
thumbed and enjoyed over the years,
each proud and stiffened spine caressed
like mist around oaks once young.
Some of those covers showing their age
and I smile
at the music, its immediacy
and at the desperation of stored print,
the ludicrous desire to know all.
For now I have given up b...
Tuesday 26th February 2019 12:43 pm
Also by ray pool:PODS | CEREMONIAL | TEMPLE IN THE SKY | I'M IN LOVE WITH MATT BAKER | VALENTINE | POSITIVE | THROUGH THE GATES | WAITING | PEAKS AND TROUGHS | 75th BIRTHDAY | FOG BANK | MR. SHOPLAND (INSURANCE MAN) | TRANSFORMATION | ON THE TREADMILL |
Allow your family to earn pride from your life,
but don’t let that drive your future – disinherit
yourself from the dread pawn shop of parental pride.
Yesteryear’s values are manifested today,
as we’re taught that previous generation’s life
strategies should be our perpetuate creed also.
Ignore the towering expectation, which would
propel you into adulthood living el...
Tuesday 26th February 2019 12:20 pm
Also by Rich:Face Time | Nature's Bounty |
That single drop in the ocean
that butterfly flutter
that ripple in the potion
that nervous stutter
The reason follows 'because'
a fall after a stumble
a gamble after a pause
lightening before a rumble
Blooms from the seed
seed from the flower
the cycle of life
revealing endless power
An effect follows a cause
some larger, some small
Tuesday 26th February 2019 7:17 am
Also by Jon Stainsby:Infectious laughter | Ghost writer | Gentle caress | Hiding amongst the molecules | Beyond this place | My Realm |
WHERE ARE YOUR EYES?
Are your eyes focused on his smile?
Are your eyes on her pure blonde hair?
What a lifeless moment you both now share.
Is that a couple at the table?
They would rather idolize their phones?
The only thing they want to hear are their own ringtones.
Shouldn’t they be talking their ears off?
How long have they been in the tunnel?
Tuesday 26th February 2019 6:59 am
Also by Ty:ETERNAL ROMANCE | SPECIAL WOMAN | THE SUN | EYE CONTACT | ESCAPE | CHECK THIS OUT |
now for the ramblings of my mind
A point of interest that I can not resist
The constant jibber jabber of the jabberwalkies keeps tick tickity talking
Constant engraining into my membrane
bound to drive a man insane
I think I will go fishing
awake before the early dawn
put my fishing hat on
push out onto the mirroring lake
and cast out my pain
and reel in a gift f...
Tuesday 26th February 2019 4:37 am
Also by New Shoes:The Real Culprit |
I stand on the hard, black dirt,
watching the thick fog swirl around me.
I hear the voices of my family and friends,
the meows of my grandma’s cat, long since dead,
and the barks of the dogs, most of which have passed on.
I watch the memories unfold,
seeing faces, some of which I haven’t seen in years.
I smile and laugh at some,
cry watching some,
and remember al...
Tuesday 26th February 2019 2:40 am
Lonely heart open ache melting brain
filling my insides with smoke so I forget my name
I only wanted love but I ended up driving myself insane
my life is good I can’t complain except when I look into past mistakes
Stuck in the memories sealing my fate
Growing up i was happy in a tragic way
Fallen behind collecting shame
I fell in love with a different person everyday to ...
Monday 25th February 2019 11:31 pm
Also by Youthfullyxx:Disconnected | Attention |
I regret that day
I regret that day
I let you walk out without a word
I'm still here waiting for you
I'll still take a bullet for you
It doesn't matter how many times you break my heart
I'll always be here for you
This alcohol has me up at 2 in the morning
Worrying about you
Goddamn living like this is killing me
I'd rather die than give up on you
You're going to give me a heart att...
Monday 25th February 2019 10:37 pm
Also by Damon Blackery:My Story | Waiting | Cardboard Boy (Lyrics) | Looking For Cloud Nine | I'm Alright (lyrics) | Melancholy Walking | Uneasy Thoughts | A Terrible Fate | Thoughts That Go Like Bullets Through You | The Ghost of Me | The T-Virus | Let's Pretend I'm Fine Like You Do | The Grin of A Killer 2 Little John Doe | The Grin of A Killer | A Broken Callous Heart | Happiest I've Ever Been | Maybe | Rubbish Poem |
I wish you looked at me with love
And looked at me with passion
I wish you held me all the time
Like I was going out of fashion
I wish I was what you wanted
When you start to feel alone
I guess what I’m saying is
I wish I was your phone
Monday 25th February 2019 10:01 pm
On hard wet ground, exposed like a pulsing nerve,
half a yard from the comfort of grass,
it writhed unsteadily to unheard music, while the
connoisseur’s eye judged its girth from a bush.
Rainwater marinated and near wasted after a night
of passion, casting tired letter shapes as the sun split
clouds overhead, this foot long night crawler knew
of its place on the...
Monday 25th February 2019 8:09 pm
Also by Jonathan Humble:Schrödinger's Mouse | Then It Rains | Invitation To Move On | And Yet | Jigsaw |
This was not written by me but by my daughter when she was about 12. It is about her grandmother who had cancer and had gradually lost her ability to recognise anyone or remember things. I haven't missed out the last word - that's how she ended it. I carry it in my purse and it still makes me cry.
Remember the days w...
Monday 25th February 2019 5:37 pm
Also by Just jo:Evergreen | All of you | Can't we just talk? | Hard enough |
harbour entrance swell
above the beach
the scraping rattle
millions of stones
sucked off the beach
returning to the sea
beside the harbour wall
breaking in foam
onto the shingle
the vast pull
of the receding sea
the undertow of sound
grey brown sea
under a blue sky...
Monday 25th February 2019 1:55 pm
Also by Chris Armstrong:Summer Seascape | Y Lolfa | When She Left | The Shed | The Old Field Gate | Snow Fields | Dyn Hysbys |
'What a beautiful morning!'
From my open window upon the Sunday street
Growth is stirring everywhere -
Daffodils and crocuses in the tree roots;
Tight little buds on tender twigs;
Grass curling up for first cutting.
And my mind flies out into spring sunshine
Like a soaring bird.
The tree is inherent in the thumping chestnut.
The scarlet maple in the saili...
Monday 25th February 2019 11:45 am
Pinjara- The Cage
"Dharti phele bhi lal hui,Dharti aaj bhi lal ho rahi hai..
Khoon ki Holi chuninda haath ki kheli hai..
Kabhi Riyasaton ke naamKabhi Vyapaar ke naam..
Kabhi Azadi ke naam,Kabhi Jaati ke naam..
Kabhi Dharma ke naam,Kabhi Kashmir ke naam..
Kabhi Chunaav ke naam..
Kabhi Tarakki ke naam..
Kabhi Gaaye ke naam..
Dabangayio ne kiya iss desh ka kaam tamam.....
Monday 25th February 2019 9:27 am
Scars show where you've been, not where you're going
Death is the only god that answers when you're calling
Time keeps moving forward there is no slowing
Will you miss me when I'm gone or while I'm going?
Love is giving someone the ability to destroy you
I should have never trusted you not to
Please don't do that thing that you do
You bat your eyes, fake a smile so I forgive you
I trace my...
Monday 25th February 2019 6:46 am
I wish your body was mine.
I long for our souls to be tangled.
All I crave is connection.
All I seek is approval.
Our savagery is forever,
The killing of time itself.
All I can afford is hope,
But that’ll never be enough.
Take me away from the light
And show me your teeth.
I’ll always be weak to your desires.
So take out your frustrations on me
And leave this pi...
Monday 25th February 2019 6:03 am
Also by Eric Fox:I’m Out of Dreams | Sunder |
In the blue-green meadow
of my silent soul,
scorpion grass -
dormant for decades,
now grows wild and free,
for the aching world
to behold its beauty.
Monday 25th February 2019 3:27 am
Also by Vautaw:Super Snow Moon | Clouds | Becoming | Stupid Cupid | Echoes of Life | Ghosting | Sad Eyes | Soul Mates & Muses | Oasis | Soul Flames & Star Dust | Cha-Chi Legacy | Dancing with Addiction | Kings and Scribes |
How was your day ? Better than mine I hope
I love you so much it's hard to cope
Wish you where mine, and me yours
We text in the day till late evening
She comes home then and its closed doors
I want so much to hold you, for you to be mine
You ask how was my day I say yeh just fine
You say you love me, you know how I feel
I spend my life waiting for a love that's not rea...
Sunday 24th February 2019 11:55 pm
The throes of broken lovers
unfold before the light
only when it's dark; late, late, late at night!
Luminous orbs weep
pearlescent tears drip.
Ink on pargmen drops; indigo steeped, deep.
Listen well into the night
the myriads of wrenched souls moan
sax and fiddles serenading: "You are not alone!"
Sunday 24th February 2019 10:31 pm
Also by Mae Foreman:The Inglorious End | Things That Look Alike | Resist | Keep it Close | Wrongdoer | GR (In the South) | It's Always Raining on Lonely Sreet | Shadows and Shades |
Pierre de Paris acted wild and free
so much so, that it resembled a show
when he turned up in town, causing
ladies to cry, and their siblings to frown
With cane in hand and moustache finely honed,
he cut quite a dash in those pinstriped
clothes, suits, blazers and jacket with tie
It was like mix and match, apple meets pie
An eye for the ladies Pierre did have
Sunday 24th February 2019 10:28 pm
Also by Fred Varden:Doorstep Beauty | Decisions | VERTIGO | Sat Navigation | I’m a footie fan! |
I seen it comin' I knew you needed my loving promise I wouldn't hurt you only speak truth into you Didn't see you when you turned your back on me yea I knew what was on my mind was very heavy And I knew something was different about me
I had to meditate a few times a day I saw what was within me yea I saw the God in me roaming the earth steadily I let the God force take control of me it was the ...
Sunday 24th February 2019 6:23 pm
The tears dries out,
From a smirk
To wide smiles,
They never shut her out.
I'm here they said,
Demons were all chased,
She was truly blessed,
To have such great friends.
Seperate ways they go,
Never truly apart,
She knew she was loved,
She swore to never cut,
A promise she never kept.
How she tried,
To not be dead,
Little did ...
Sunday 24th February 2019 4:40 am
during our blue night together
cold our body has become embers
I embrace you in exciting love
and we'll fly to the seventh sky
I stroked your soft black hair
touched your cheeks looks pink
our lips never stop kissing then
spread our passion flow pleasure
our fondling is warmly directed
in beautiful and sensitive senses
gasping for breath spurred passion
enjoy our human instincts
Saturday 23rd February 2019 2:14 pm
Also by Suko Waspodo:Unforgettable Togetherness | True Enforcer of Sleaze | Daydream When Drizzle | Blend The Heart of Instinct | Lovely Early Morning | About Our Feelings | Embrace Your Sincere Love | My Longing's in Your Dreams | Romantic Love Fantasy |
Isaac Lowthian Bell (1816 – 1904)
In that stern, expensive portrait
he may have hung centre stage
just above his mantelpiece,
he is staring back at the world
like a founding father.
Self-contained and righteous,
he is the one who pays
the piper. Like it or not,
for your own good, you’ll dance
to the tune he’s called.
His name is Isaac Lowthian Bell –...
Saturday 23rd February 2019 11:49 am
Also by David Cooke:Iraqi Schoolgirls, 1932 |
Your weak prevarication
And your procrastination
On 2nd referendum
Kow-towing to Momentum
You’ve caused it all.
You’ve met with terrorists
Ally of Trotskyists
Disguised as party activists
You’ve caused it all.
Give us all just one good reason
Why the nine of us should stay.
Friday 22nd February 2019 9:57 pm
Also by John Coopey:ALAN ON THE MORROW | THE SCOURGE OF GOD | BREAKFAST OF CHAMPIONS |
When you cant tell your story without criminalzing others
and people wonder why beautiful butterflies still try to fly
but their wings wont flutter
What lies beneath is the secrets of a black sheep
lost souls searching for answers as the preacher preachs
she lies under the rug where the dirt was swept
she cries away the pain like when jesus wept
the strain from constant pain ...
Friday 22nd February 2019 9:04 pm
When you start to see the bottom
Of those leering orange bottles
Threats of existance are especially bleak
Vertigo next to prostration
Electric synapse undulations
All the retching is leaving me weak
Ceaseless verge of trickling tears
Insignificance from past 6 years
Squatting rent free inside the mind
Over social reservations
Dependence on ties that we bi...
Friday 22nd February 2019 8:33 pm
Also by SadGrrrlsClub:loose ends |
Six rainbow cloudburst smiles
spectrum of radiant colour
leprechauns dance throughout the night.
Friday 22nd February 2019 4:58 pm
Also by Nigel Astell:Lord Goldenjoy verses Sir Redraw |
my new lover is impetuous
I feel her eyes on me
like hammerstrikes on steel
and she says she knows me
like sparks show through darkness
but I cannot come out tonight--
she doesn't know my heart or how
her new tiger has been tried
and she doesn't know that though
I've turned my back against the divide
I will always keep a wide eye focused on the sun
forever setting in the wes...
Friday 22nd February 2019 4:12 pm
Also by elPintor:autonomous | solitary | distant history | subversive |
Rays crackin’ jokes tonight,
Jill takes a while, the context
much more poignant than the punchline.
Humour seconded, yet still both soothe her soul.
“Pesto, the Italian Dennis the Menace”
Tastes so much better as
Than the so called toastie dressing
Jill has licked favourably from her lips.
Ray steals more time
I collect another quote,
For the l...
Friday 22nd February 2019 10:22 am
Also by Matt Townsend:Mummy remembers a love song |
I was on the verge of giving up
I want my heart beats to stop
It was the time to say goodbye
A perfect time to die
I was about to cut my wrist
Thinking this would kill me at ease
Hoping this pain would vanish
A life I was about to unleash
Can't cut my wrist so I took a drug
Overdosing myself would be a haven of snug
Seeing my Lifeless body is what I want
My beating heart has no a pl...
Friday 22nd February 2019 10:08 am
Maybe one day you'll understand
Maybe one day you'll lend a hand
You'll be there to have my back
Without being asked you'll pick up the slack
Maybe one day you'll see what i see
You'll be the person who was always there for me
You won't make excuses and say i can't feel the way that you make me oh it is real
You don't take the time to go out of the way
To make me smile to m...
Friday 22nd February 2019 5:36 am
Fastly, swiftly, we run our race
The fire burns as we keep up the pace
Fly across the sky at night
An eagle flying in the red twilight
Then slow ---
Slow we flow
Slow like water
Slow like snow
How'd you know what your life's about
Up and down and in and out
Never stop and never go
The river's rest is slow to come
The eagle's nest is hidden from
The eagle's si...
Friday 22nd February 2019 5:25 am
Also by Duncan Adelaide:Balance Number 1 | Introduction to Love | PAGAN THE NIGHT - Vision the First |
is nothing is
free is the season
the beat of the tree
tell me a story
I cannot dream
I see a light bright
I cannot stay
outside the night.
Friday 22nd February 2019 4:15 am
I hear my world better
when there are no words
closed library eyes see
eddying images churn
before being controlled
writing a new narrative
it’s kind of safer than
letting reality intrude
altered to glimmer
requiring the world to
turn on my direction
Friday 22nd February 2019 12:05 am
Also by Frances Macaulay Forde:Raincheck | Wardrobe Mistress - '85 | Cockatoo Chorus (Poetry for Schools) | Play me... | Yellow Daze |
Be more by doing less.
Accomplish more by taking a rest.
Taste more by eating slow.
What seems unlikely
may bring the greatest reward,
as when we treat our adversary
Big weeds grow from a tiny seed.
Infection comes from a small scratch.
Small acts deter disaster.
Humble beginnings can grow into greatness.
The wise one perceives potential...
Thursday 21st February 2019 11:50 pm
Also by Fernwood Press:Player Piano | Poem from One of Our New Collections |
Just when it looks like
I'm making progress,
an hour and start to sp lit
(just like that)
and the other half
turns pretty ugly
Then it's me vs. me
Thursday 21st February 2019 11:36 pm
Also by Paris Tate:Sort of a Well Adjusted Adult, part II | Baking Soda | This Closure | The Stigma | Black Candles | When the DJ Played “Lovefool” on the First Night of Carnival Season in a New Orleans Nightclub, 2018 | The Storyteller | Scared | Before I'm Thirty | The Vanilla Girl | This It, Take It All | Ice Skating In New Orleans | Introvert's Day Off | Snapshots |
Mi amor, sombrío y azul, como el infinito,
Si lo hubieras conocido, lo hubieras amado tanto como yo.
Mi vida da vueltas a su alrededor,
lo cubro con mis brazos, lo aparto de ellos.
No importa nada, si no es sobre él,
mis ojos solo ven a aquel niño de azul.
Tengo miedo, de abrir los ojos y jamás escucharte, de caminar lento al lado tuyo y perderte al marcharte.
Di mi nombre y abre tus...
Thursday 21st February 2019 9:39 pm
Also by Alexa Paola:Weird Suffering |
Who spared a glance
at the man of dignity
striding tall down Portobello
through Thursday and Friday
in a dapper blue suit,
shirt and tie,
black shine shoes,
walking cane and trilby?
Standing at the corner of the Grove
peas and rice
and that ganja
he never smoked back home
in Guinea Bissau.
Thursday 21st February 2019 7:08 pm
Also by Rick:Through a Glass, Pinkly, | Ma Chouette | By Train |
An Aussie Farmer's Lot.
Ah ! the sumptuosity of blessed
the thoughts of carnal knowledge
as we hurry to undress
But soft; I hear the lowing
of an agitated cow,
such trial and tribulation
weigh heavy on my brow
Pray hold the moment madam
whilst I service Daisy-Bell
then take a soapy shower
to eradicate the smell !
Thursday 21st February 2019 2:03 pm
Also by David Gabriel Caplan:The Spark ! | Talking with god | Haiku (Thailand) | Monochrome Days: (Poetry for Schools) | The Cockroach (Poetry for Schools) | Meltdown | Overlooked |
Sunshine in a tumbler, give me a little of your glow.
Make my shadow sweat
Pierce me with those rays , deep enough to scrape the sadness off my brittle soul
And let sunflowers grow in their place
O how I wish to understand the makings of you
Why you decide to go away too long that the nights become unbearable and the moon imposes the tides on me.
Come on over here and give me tha...
Thursday 21st February 2019 12:11 pm
Cursed is the air I breathe,
It carries words fouled by lies,
For myself she will never grieve,
But knowing her, no surprise.
Color of blood and bone,
But of course lacking both,
She speaks through my lips of stone,
I wish to tell but she is loath,
And so the skeleton hand grips mine,
My creation can now create,
Why she, the most cruel design,
Thursday 21st February 2019 4:15 am
I can almost see it in my mind So clear and yet so far How do i get there How do I get to where you are How do you feel when the beauty is encompassed all around you? Is it too much too bear? Does it all really just fall away? I can hear it, the soft crashing now The breeze blowing through those golden stalks Your skin as soft as velvet do you finally feel complete? You always dreamed yo...
Wednesday 20th February 2019 8:42 pm
REMEMBERING THE HOLOCAUST
Honouring Holocaust victims
on the evening of last Monday week
reliving unspeakable horrors
through articulate rhyme and speech
we were made aware and reminded
listening silent in mournful array
those despicable thoughts
fired by hate long ago
lurk latent in hearts still today.
Awakened from restive slumber
"New Order" perverted beliefs
will repeat ol...
Wednesday 20th February 2019 4:22 pm
Also by ken eaton-dykes:(untitled) |
of a whispered rack, lashed
against obsidian history
these ropes weren't made to slip over my wrists
but that's what god invented nails for.
breaking , split gut and glowsticks
cured ham and other salted relics :
tiger traps to tiptoe over
the weight of legends heavier
than bruised absconding feet
Wednesday 20th February 2019 2:56 pm
When upon the surface of the earth
pebbles meet a pounding sea,
sit facing me and, eyes blindfold,
pick one and drop it in the space between
your pretty feet, my creaking knees.
We’ve played before, a simple game:
agree the duration of the hunt,
measured as the time it takes for, say,
three cycles of the breakers’ rush
from crashing crest to sucked-ba...
Wednesday 20th February 2019 1:02 pm
Also by Peter Taylor:Seaside Thoughts | UNDERFOOT |
He walks in time on withered legs
The weight of life and death upon his back
And around his neck a pendulum hangs
Swaying to his beat
He sows, he scythes gives love and grief
The steady pace of time
And lives he reaps to history’s keep;
Succumb to the march of time
Wednesday 20th February 2019 6:48 am
Also by DESMOND CHILDS:child like | The red wood | Ochre | Do not wander into this fearful night |
Be who you are, not what other's expect you to be.
Don't let yourself be influenced. Your only influence should be your life experience.
Don't be sad about what you did. Be proud of where it led you.
If you feel you belong somewhere, Don't let people judge you. Just go for it.
You are who you are, only you can create you.
So go for it. Who are you?
If no one could tell you your...
Wednesday 20th February 2019 1:04 am
Also by Émilie Gaudreault:To afford a non-stressful life |
How miserably i miss you
The little chit chats i had with you
Your smile and your anger both are cute
Your care and concern makes my lips happily mute
Where have you disappeared
My soul went searching for you
Just before it. could find you
It was time for me to wake from dreams of you
I keep thinking about the times we spent together
Although not much story we ...
Tuesday 19th February 2019 3:54 pm
Also by Do:For you!! | Oh Soul dear!!! | Who are the real culprits? | Superior Race? | All for love!! | Speed!!!! | Drug addiction!! | It's a new day!! | by the fire!! | Who is he? | Whispering wisdom!!! | If a hug could fly!! | little corner in your heart!! (love song) | A blanket of HOPE | Haiku (feel of seasons) | If words could find some space!!! |
Bone china floral pattern cups with curlicue handles on deep saucers, with matching side-plates on white lacy doilies, laid out on a blindingly immaculate linen tablecloth. In the middle, a long-spouted teapot wearing a knobbly, knitted woollen coat sits on a gleaming chrome-plated stand. But all the attention is drawn to the three-tier, silver-framed cake-stand, with its abundance of fondant fanc...
Tuesday 19th February 2019 3:49 pm
I’ve always supported freedom and equality
I wanted minorities to have equal opportunity.
I believed in promoting a liberal social order,
Showing non-aggression and peace at the border.
I wanted to teach the world to live in perfect harmony,
So that our new Utopia would all be down to me,
But my kids are proper communists,
They want to overthrow the state.
They will give ev...
Tuesday 19th February 2019 2:06 pm
Also by Randy Horton:Language and Viruses |
When you try your hardest you really do
But your switches get the better of you
It's not my fault I try and say but it still doesn't stop me pushing people away
My actions speak louder than words but my actions aren't created by myself
There all chemical imbalances that cause my mental health
I say I'm sorry each time I mess up but there's only so many times people will he...
Tuesday 19th February 2019 10:37 am
Also by Laura Heydon:Empathetic Daydreamer | Chronic pain | Lost at sea a battle against dementia and me |
Early evening news
And I’m shouting at the TV
Labour 7 - when’s the fight?
Honda - final worker, switch off the light
ISIS lady - seems contrite?
John McDonnell - gritted teeth. So polite.
Len McLuskey (from Unite) - Really Len! Unite?
BMI - with its final flight
Jezz and Tessa - out of sight!
And the wife says
“What’s wrong with you?
All you’ve d...
Tuesday 19th February 2019 8:55 am
Also by Stephen Mellor:Rhyme? |
"Losing you in hues..."
I feel as if our time together was like a sunrise to sunset.
It began with you brightening the darknes in my life.
Much like a sunrise, you brought with you the promise of a new start.
You shined like the sun, bringing me joy and happiness.
I basked in the warm hues of happiness, content and love...
I forgot about the darkeness.
Sadly, I forgo...
Tuesday 19th February 2019 5:09 am
Also by Jay Garcia:It was only ever fiction... | Hello, my name is _____ | Where does the light go? |
His decline perceived in mine
Cold stares stemming from hurt vanity
That in mine is mirrored his decline
No glint of love or a complicity,
Only annoyance and displeasure
At his decline perceived in mine.
Together for two long lifetimes,
The reason for this change of heart?
That in mine is mirrored his decline.
If this resentment were a joint regret,
Monday 18th February 2019 4:58 pm
Also by Jennifer Malden:Much mourned death of an umbrella pine |
WHEN IN SOME DISTANT TIME [For Imogen]
When, in some distant time; no, I don’t mean
Those halcyon days of summer, when you are busy
In a world adults cannot enter.
Or splashing on shorelines, held tightly by the eternal bond
Of mother and father; or else falling in long grass
Grown taller than your head, while running so fast,
You were a blur to others....
Monday 18th February 2019 4:31 pm
Also by trevor homer:THE BEAUTIFUL GAME | GIRL FROM THE BLACK COUNTRY |
H O P E
Morning light came up on the shadows of souls
Down lonely dark roads littered with toads
That rained down from the sky, like a biblical plague
To drown out the sorrows’ and errors they’d made
And the rivers like blood, ran deep and dark
As the righteousness stood by, and the mad dogs barked
A fowl stench filled the air… it was one of pure dread
Of countless men...
Monday 18th February 2019 4:21 pm
Also by poemagraphic:The UNDERWOOD Page 8 | Why Bother? | Why? | The Music Box | Hypo | The Digital Dunce | Po’s prose prologue The UNDERWOOD Chapter 2 | Running up Moonbeams | The Sword of ‘Damocles’ | The UNDERWOOD Page 6 | Millstone of malaise | Beyond the neon sign |
Down the assembly line we go;
the finishing touch - fitting the soul -
is done - we're manufactured - so -
off the conveyer belt we roll -
- one by one.
We make for the beach and cluster there;
an army of turtles - the lakes our lair.
We are green like the night,
and in the distance – the city light;
(stay away from the light).
Let's take a swim,...
Monday 18th February 2019 12:54 pm
Also by Chris Laverty:Two Flowers | Idle Hours |
When we're younger we all wish we're older. Then when we're older we wish we're younger. Time continuously moves forward. It's the only animate object that defy's the laws of physics and gravity. It stays in motion, it doesn't slowdown, speed up, nor does it stop. You can't press rewind. Once today becomes dusk and the moon is taking it's last wee hours of snooze. The Sun says its last goodbyes an...
Monday 18th February 2019 12:50 am
Also by Skyler Wolcott:That Day Will Come |
Across many riotous miles
through blissful years
each minute, every second
we may never know again
for each lightening fast moment
I will touch your heart
with the curve of a careful
letter. You will hold my
hand as we roll over the
desolate period. Then you
lift me higher so I leap
the unsteady question
mark of life
Sunday 17th February 2019 8:20 pm
Also by Npaub Lis:The Grandeur of Her Reign |
When I know I'm doing wrong, but it just feels so right
When all I want to do all day is simply hold you tight
Your heart has been so broken, and this I know is true
Just want to stay close with you and you know I'll help you through
There's light at the end of the tunnel, we both can see it there
I'll support you through this time, whether with me or elsewhere
We can get y...
Sunday 17th February 2019 4:00 pm
Every soul have thier capsule
it may be hard as you or soft as me
yes you have caught it right !
how can we prescribe with an 1.5 kg?
to describe the similars of life
non with miracle wand or pure with seed...
it looks like the same flashes of stars
when you get to see edges of sphere ..
walk around the circle to reach the helical core.
Saturday 16th February 2019 6:35 pm
Poetry about Real People - The power of poetry in hospice care
There is a tension between the advance of medical science, that pursues its ability to fix and treat, and an acceptance of the natural order of death and how that may be experienced. Atul Gawande, a surgeon and health researcher, has reignited this debate with his book 'Being Mortal' (and also presented the 2014 Reith Lectures on B...
Saturday 16th February 2019 2:09 pm
Tonight, the smouldering of my heart
listlessly spits out colourless mote.
The fire is no longer blazing,
and my vision is greyed and glazed in
weighted sheets of smoke.
There had been an onslaught
of waning passion;
a slow slaughter of song;
a paroxysm of portents
pulling me into their whorling.
A dark night in itself,
with all of its q...
Saturday 16th February 2019 10:54 am