Poetry Blogs (Jun 2019)
trevor homer on STILL LIVES, DISTANT VOICES - a love story in 4. acts. (1 hour ago)
Jemima Jones on no more the demanding sound of his snapping fingers (1 hour ago)
If I tell you, I love you,
Do you wanna tell me the same?
Will you feel shy?
Will you believe my sweet confession?
If i tell you, i wanna be yours.
Do you wish to mine?
Will you confess or deny?
Will you come soon?
If i tell you, i wanna sleep on your chest
With arms around me, without protest
A sweet rest of eternal feeling of safety
Would you mind givin...
Sunday 30th June 2019 11:29 pm
Also by Do.RoThY:Midnight muse!! | A happy home!! | Morning hopes!!! | Tears!! | Happy birthday!! | Love!! | I need you so badly!! | Love letter!!! | Avenging the system? | Wise teacher!! | Trusting God!! | My room!! | Just don't ever give up!!! | Read between!! | Wish come true!! | Past revisited | Glory lost | fate!! | a wish so true!!! only for you!!! | It's all making sense to me now!! | AWKLUTMLB!! | Patience until then!!! | YASTOIL!! | sweet confessions!! | I ain't a puppet anymore!! | Why??? | Lost and never found!! | Trust!! | Smile!!!! | Good morning world!! | Fate or unfate!!! | clean up!!! | Choices!!! | symbolic!!! | Mission pencil!! | It ain't lust!!! | Sweet nothings!!! | No love, no labour, nothing lost!!! | Focus on life!!! | (untitled) | Coming back to you again!!!! | Thank you!!! | Build me!!! | The shadows!!! | Replacement!! | destination love!! | You are invited!! | Belongs to you!!! | Lips of phi!! | Life's Experiences !!! | Inevitable reality!!! | jealously suicidal!!! | The flood!! | After you left!! | Trust your love!!! | Untitled for love!! | The story so far!! | Can do anything!!! | Dreams unchained!!!! | In times to come!!!! | Could you try once more!! |
Some things need soaking -
gray water and Dawn:
The black ash stew left in the pot,
because the flame was too high,
and I too sauvignon blanc to pay attention -
the stew you ate anyway,
with extra-sharp cheddar and salt;
Dry rice and smear welded
in the night-drought of care,
still plump - rigid - on the side of the pan -
the rice I promised to rinse away....
Sunday 30th June 2019 11:15 pm
Also by Devon Brock:Bodysurfing The Patapsco Wood | Summer Prairie Dance | Nyctanthes arbor-tristis | Why We Cut Onions - A Love Song To Tracy | Enlargement and Synchronicity on the Road to Work | Rendering Dream Upon Waking #2 | If only for a Moment | i'm truly sorry for this... | To The Little Girl With Omelettes In Her Eyes | The Sum of Endeavors | Stasis | Falling | To The Guileless Rover | Life and Hard Candy | Some thoughts on the definitions of "Smudge" as per Merriam-Webster | Shoeshine - Recalling the Lessons of My Father - In Memoriam | Migration On A Bad Day | Rendering Dream Upon Waking #1 | In The Valley of Your Bones | The Insolence of Poisoned Ivy | The Monkey Trap of Suicide Hill | She Calls It Sorrow | Walking Hopper - a prose poem | The Sewage Comes From Within |
In the waves of the ocean
There is no one else
but us and the notion
Of the birds and the whistling leaves
That crawl into the room
Where we lay in the sheets
And I drown in the rhyme
That you paint in my mind
Drawing a line, deep and insane, between
beauty and pain
The birds outside these ocean walls
They sing their noisy song
The pressure in my chest, i...
Sunday 30th June 2019 9:46 pm
I am a crime – the planet is my victim, even in my intent to save her.
Until now, I’ve had the defence of innocence – now removed in new awareness.
I care about clear-felled virgin forests, species loss, carbon release, destruction.
I eat plant material and plant based foods, plentiful and affordable.
I avoid meat and dairy, not contributing to the awful consequences.
I joined the u...
Sunday 30th June 2019 9:23 pm
Also by Rich:Woops. |
The faint strangled cry
of a separated child,
when the need is most.
An emotional bond
smashed to smithereens,
lack of food, lack of space
lack of sleep, lack of love.
We are bringing up
What example are
we setting for our future?
Does the human
no longer exist in humanity?
Have we become our
own worst nightmar...
Sunday 30th June 2019 8:16 pm
Also by Jon Stainsby:Afresh again | Love for you | A natural concert | Holding on | Colour - Red |
B rok e n Ma son r y
Not for me another love
like choking fear
It will not budge
I dare not blink
for it now seems
by choosing drink
I dwell in dreams
I grind to bits
my words and teeth
when searching through
to lift above
what lay beneath
all that broken masonry.
wO rd s and fo to T o mm y Ca rrol l
Sunday 30th June 2019 8:02 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:Wittgenstein says he: | A freedom to express | The end of interest | testing... 1 2 3 | The Complainer |
This is about the guy who groomed me so language feedback would be 'really appreciated:)
In the sauna
I was an open wound.
My skin was anger:
sore and raw and
I'd be feverish,
The constant craving for salt,
was provoked by me,
so it was 'all my fault'
he was so thirsty.
He'd tear me apart...
Sunday 30th June 2019 6:44 pm
Also by Sophie Morley:White noise | Waking up | Hour glass | Narcissists anonymous | My telescope: Tommy |
I've been trying to fish with nothing but pain
It's not working very well, go figure
I've been trying to remind myself again
I'm here, it's okay, you don't need a single thing
I don't need any little thing
What is this bitterness, then?
I ask myself driving home
Staring into the eyes in the windshield
Why does your heart hurt?
Why does my heart hurt?
Sunday 30th June 2019 6:06 pm
Also by Collin Pulmano:Way |
BEEN HURT TOO
think you're the only one
it isn't true
know you hurt
been hurt too
every one of us
have things we go through
on the edge
hammer to a sledge
when the climb is steep
may be frightened to the bone
but you're not alone
can honestly say
i've faced dark days
some strife in your life
ahead are better times
keep up the fight
soon see the light
gotta purge the mad
Sunday 30th June 2019 5:13 pm
Also by cindylee loucks:ISN'T GOODBYE | YOURS TO SEIZE | OVERDUE | ECLAIR | CHAMELEON(2) | VAMPIRE'S KISS | IN THE MOURNING | SPACE LEFT BEHIND | BAIL PAID | BOUNTY | ACE OF SPADES | WORDS | GHOST |
So anyway folks, to get back to luck
and where we were before being abruptly
interrupted by the consensus of opinion.
Let’s discuss the resolution of how we
live and die, the constitution of the masons.
My opinion is to continue the culling,
take what was never rightfully ours.
The only argument is when to slaughter.
But let’s back to luck and the masons,
Sunday 30th June 2019 4:59 pm
Also by Ralph Dartford:In Susan’s Room. England, May 1982 | As if Dancing to Basie (after Phil Burdett) | On a Bench at St Osyth’s Bay |
The computer sends
it pulse to the printer
which waits and waits
and then finally wakes up
then jerks and rolls its workings
and finally prints
the white page like a tongue
sticking out in defiance
the page given up reluctantly it seems
the printer was probably sleeping
and needed a nudge
a shot of electricity
to stir it from its hibernation
Sunday 30th June 2019 3:12 pm
Also by d.knape:I Dreamed That I Was Young Again | Necessities | How To Start A War | Common Sense | No Poem Today | A Pallet On The Floor | Back Porch | What Meets The Eye | When Everything Made Sense | Carmotion | Slow Walking | Expansion Announcement | Father's Day Poem | Diminishing Returns | Manly Thoughts | Wink | Devices | Mommy Mommy | Wireless World | Ordering A Mouse | Letting Things Go | Cat Nap | White Stripe | Reunion | School Photos | Last Laugh | Saving Grace |
Thirty years ago, he gave up in that place.
He cried a lot. He laughed and cried again,
desperate to welcome the oblivion of sleep,
exhausted by Machine Theory,
confused by university social politics,
rejected by the faces staring at him from his flock wallpaper
at three in the morning,
medicated on an unfamiliar bed by someone unknown;
alone within an establishment o...
Sunday 30th June 2019 2:18 pm
Also by Jonathan Humble:You and I |
Golden ink on
Saturday, June 29, 2019
I will keep you intact
and swing into an act
with all my passion to react
and bring you into reality or fact
You are like a white stone
where words will be engraved and shown
that you are still the golden figure
full of charisma and bright future
some beautiful words shall imprinted
the beautiful aspec...
Sunday 30th June 2019 1:56 pm
Also by Hasmukh Mehta:Beyond the walls | Deep ocean of the poetry | Cool down | Doors are open | Visit her grave | No more wish | Raise head high | Fire flames | The name of forgiveness | Omnipresent and Omnipresence | Simple occurence | I am an ultimate | Work with sacrifice | Damn wild | New to heart | present failure | With colorful flowers | New to heart | Lines are drawn | He delivers | Find yourself | Not beauty alone | Personality at home | Love bridge | With the child | Mountain and arivers | Only one creature | Common feeling | Real talent | Limited role | Cimplete strangers | Chatterer | Remain alive | Eyes speak pain | :Love-not a dream | No need | New trend | Change the fate | No pretension | Noa pathoven | Busy personality | I cry alone | Love is not | As if in cage | Love the way | Love the way | Eid-real worship day | Walk aimlessly | With a frown face | As if the cage | My answer | Less dangerous | No chance | Our folly | The painter | Allow me free entry | Dominate the scene | Omnipresent God |
The ends of rainbows do exist. I know for I have seen one.
Faintly through the coluds. Across the water, alighting on a small mass of land.
Isleboro, in The Penobscot Bay. One of many gems off the coast of Maine.
I stopped for a moment, snapped a picture.
I did not have time to chase after it that day, but I know where to go to find it again.
Sunday 30th June 2019 1:23 pm
Also by Lisa C Bassignani:Summer in the City | Mother Goose is Loose | "Why..." | Trying New Things | X X X | Yikes! | Eric Was a Werewolf | Ethereal Wisps | Bored in Study Hall. The Nonsensical Ramblings of a Teenage Mind | What Do You Know? |
you ask too much
from your nap
that you will be transformed
and the world will be different
yet there you are with your
faculties intact as if you
could pretend to enthuse
on what’s profoundly stupid
Sunday 30th June 2019 1:05 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:Oh my filth | Today's Lab | Scratched Out | The kids | Teaching bad children | Bodies | The Throb | To the edge of the ledge with a pickle wedge | On rejoining the cult | The Pitch | Ah, yes | The fabulist | Parents | Today's Meeting | Climbing out of a lie | E. Rigby’s Granddaughter |
Mary had a little watch
she swallowed it one day
now she's taking castor oil
to pass the time away
Sunday 30th June 2019 12:48 pm
Also by ray pool:SUBURBAN CASTLE | DISCOVERY | VISITATION | THE MESSAGE | TEN ON THE SPHINCTER SCALE | ON FATHERS DAY | GLASS MARBLES | SEARCHING AND FINDING | LATE INDULGENCE |
Little Miss Muffet......
......oh fuck it!
Life's too short.
Sunday 30th June 2019 12:09 pm
Also by Brian Maryon:Self-diagnosis | NOT ANY MORE | Changing Colour | No Relation to Eleanor | The State Visit |
There is yet much to see
within the darkness of a tomb,
so much to discover between two atoms.
An awesome universe of consciousness
separates you and I. Discussion continues;
argument, but not agreement.
Fantastic discoveries, proofs, but no agreement.
Insights, epiphanies, revelations. No agreement.
We, not blind to the crisis, see far
when we close our eyes, imagine
fine times of...
Sunday 30th June 2019 10:34 am
Also by Adam Whitworth:Wayside Episode | A House In Silence | Beheading | The Nature Of Love | Words To A Playground Tune | Pueblo | Before Too Long | Maia | Knucklebones |
'Hiya Black Sheep
have you any stuff?'
'Yes Sir, Yes Sir, three packets are enough?'
One for your girlfriend
one to make you hum
and one for the toy boy
who's sleeping with your Mum!'
Sunday 30th June 2019 10:14 am
Also by Jennifer Malden:Humpty Dumpty - a different rhyme | Jack and Jill (a different rhyme) | Litholife | The Tourists From Milan | A Dying Art | When night comes |
An Act of Crime
Pictured is the house under threat
An act of crime will soon be
Committed in my town
A home with so much history
Was sold. Be soon knocked down
Our advocates of heritage
Enraged, say all along
Such a bad decision shows
The system is all wrong
The property's not listed
And there's the fatal flaw
Council says six uni...
Sunday 30th June 2019 7:51 am
Also by Don Matthews:Trump's Re-Election Strategy | Nursery Rhyme Challenge (entry in Frisky/Earthy category) | Poet Lake | Are You Happy Where you Are? | Fire and Brimstone | No Particular Semblance (or WTF?) | Whinging Poms All Sent Home | Conscious Uncoupling | Service Stations. Disappearing Services | My Muse Has Gone Off Bike-Riding | This Ain't No Aussie Launchpad Don | Infected | Bridget Everett - On the Edge | Snaffling Brexit Discontents | Wavemaker. But... | How Much Does One Reveal to Strangers? | Maryon Wants Me To Write Edgy | Outside the Rink. Unfettered | Monty Python's Bavarian Restaurant | Do You Remember Anya, Kate? | Models on Catwalks | Haiku – College of | The Poet's Grave | Nothing Deep and Thoughtful Here | Why Can't I Be Spiderman? | Why Has Our Aussie Stopped Posting? |
The garden is cool now
the Sun’s rewound her cancer gun,
her rays live in the bladed green
my toes are splashed with whiskey,
the day already sunk, unseen
a cool breeze licks my face
I fumble through my dead bookcase,
each fingered tome their words devoured,
as thunder reigns before the showers.
I won’t sleep, the nig...
Sunday 30th June 2019 2:01 am
Also by Wolfgar:Nursery Rhyme Bestiality | Under Sail | A garden of clouds | A million more did start | On hearing news of murder | Ravi Shankar stopped me wanking | The management of savagery | Gently in the forest | Beyond the mirror |
pull out thre trigger u know how it go
call up lil leek cuz he still got that 4
when I'm down bad I do not got nopbody
release all my problems when I drink this bottle
still fucking hoes man I just fucked this model
nobody know about all of my problems
call up tequila u know she gon solve it
I wanna stop drinking but I got nobody
I try to reach out but they always dec...
Sunday 30th June 2019 12:58 am
Also by Dontaves Wiggs:Wished I knew | LAFSIWTD(LOVE AINT FAIR SO I WANT TO DIE) |
“Commune with your own heart on your bed and be still.”
― Maimonides Moses 1135-1204
The splashes of red, the heady bloom,
The opulent smell, patchouli oil, lingering.
In a marbled room: a certain slant of light,
Reveals these Andalusian roses creeping
Along the fence between Mudejar and Christian.
Between Morisco and Jew,
Between my lover and I,
Between me and you....
Sunday 30th June 2019 12:18 am
Also by John E Marks:Subliminal | Mater mea | BLANK SLATE | Price on our heads | Paralysis | BRIMSTONE NIGHTS | a splash of yellow across a sometime sky... | The Shoah of us all | Brother | The voice of death, the voice of love and the voice of art. | Destiny | DEEP SONG - FERAL YOUTH | Die Zauberflote | Villanesque | SUFI | No man ever steps in the same river twice | A tangle in mind | An incidental haunting | The end of the world | The forgotten lore | Trilobite | Flesh is weak | Txt Msg | saying goodbye | Small town boy | Easter Sunday in Nineveh, Iraq | The defeat at Seville November 1248 | SUTTEE | OTTO'S LAMENT | The golden, fairy goddess | D-DAY | El Tiempo | Lemons on sale again | Stoic suicide |
First day of June in twenty six
Blonde bombshell born
will star in many flicks
Childhood spent in foster care
but stood out from the crowd
especially her hair,
her beauty and so much so
she was popular with the guys
who all wanted to know
who she was, where was she from?
Where did she tarry?
At sixteen though
she went and got married
Oh Norma Jean your s...
Saturday 29th June 2019 11:18 pm
Also by Fred Varden:When did I sign up? (A Carers lament) | Insomnia | Who is this please? |
Why she stepped out in dark?
Why she trusted him?
Why she wore provocative short dress?
Why she giggled at him?
Why is she loud?
Why she glanced at him?
Why she made her first move?
Why she can't be like others?
Why she need justice now?
Why can't she forget and forgive?
Why she is breathing now?
Why she don't care of her loved ones?
Why she can't be silenced now?
Why she is un...
Saturday 29th June 2019 10:14 pm
Also by Ankita Srivastava:It's all right | Little girl's dream |
Rain rain go away..
Can't u ever wash the stain..
Hurts and trauma had much to play..
Rain rain go away..
Saturday 29th June 2019 4:11 pm
Also by mona s:Oblivious | Haiku - True Self | The Bars | Across the shores |
Lost in her mind of somewhere other than here,
she was there
collecting into a rusted supermarket trolley, lots of somethings.
Had I not asked her what these somethings meant to her
her eyes wouldn't have sparkled into life.
Treasure! she replied.
Within the puzzlement of, an inward thought, I asked myself
She opened the palm of he...
Saturday 29th June 2019 2:38 pm
Also by Mr LEON STOLGARD:head shot/s? | buildings and things | mettle ( yeah! and me too! ) | time-wise | such as ethnic cleansing's | what would we do without dads | who un-cares wins? | luck pusher | Doctor Grease Monkey | Trump card | Arousal's | Country boy down the 'smoke' |
Ode to the Free World
They fight wars thousands of miles from their shores
and expect us to willingly applause
They have great wealth but need allies
with begging bowls ...
Saturday 29th June 2019 2:21 pm
Also by keith jeffries:The Natural World | The Potter´s Hand |
One man went to mow his meadow
But when he got there he found
A machine had been and cut it clean
So instead of scything he sat down
And sighed for rabbit pie
Made from conies caught in the hedgerows
Hedgerows as old as the old ways
Which wend over hills and dales
Where little boy blue asleep in the hay
Was dreaming of metal monsters
That ate up little boys ...
Saturday 29th June 2019 2:20 pm
Also by afishamongmany:It was not so | Imprisoned or Prism | Thoughts about Thought | The Brink of Time | Blurred | Meeting Greeting | Three Times | Startingblocks | Stairways |
Moving through life one thing features,
Simply that we're complex creatures.
What we are can be confusing
And subject to continual musing.
You'll hear it said again and again
That we are all things to all men.
Our lives are assorted books on their shelves..
If not true to each other, let's be true to ourselves.
Saturday 29th June 2019 1:04 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:NOT NECESSARILY | IS IT GOODBYE? | LIFE | ARAB SPRING | TRAVEL | THE LONGEST DAY | ISLAMOPHOBIA | SING-SONG |
Love OnThe Beach
Fingers feeling sun-soaked skin
Tingling under tentative touches
We celebrate our closeness.
Side by side we sit stroking
Watching seabirds wheel,
Dive and dance in sea breezes
As your fingers dance over my skin.
Our eyes hover on the horizon,
We skim the sea of sensuality,
So close now our scents are tinged with salt...
Saturday 29th June 2019 11:31 am
Also by eve nortley:For Always | Love Potion | The Squirrel Ripple | Rock Pools | Can you bank on Winston? | Hostile Environment | Modern Slavery | I will go home and cry | SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY | Sparklers in the dark | Sea Woman | A Life On The Ocean Wave | Come down to the beach... | Driftwords | Awful Androgens | Dear Mr Burne Jones | Birmingham's Bhangra Babes | 21st Century Love | Curry and Kulfi | Gambling with grandad | Money | Sir Frances Drake |
I love my Pimlico girl and she loves me.
I saw her beside the Regent’s Canal,
haloed by early morning sunbeams,
a modern day Madonna,
reading La Peste.
I straightened a crooked Gauloise,
and mingled words with smoky
‘pardon, mais j’adore Camus, ‘Sisyphe’ surtout.’
‘would you imagine S...
Saturday 29th June 2019 10:24 am
Also by Rick:let us make | heartquake | an unknown middle-aged woman | enshrined on the bridge | Isaiah 40 | a covering | Seen in Hull (a tanka) | glad you popped by pts 1 and 2 |
Bank epitome of radiant
Street symmetrical of it's time
Dainty talk of town
Bread of homo sapiens dream
Pulchritude made and ends in it
Zero competition before any
With the invitation smile,
Structure tempts any it come across
Zero zero hours the favorite
TV for the public,
Root parts for those that can reach
Hind quarters, visa free
At 30th, it looks 16th
A companion to nat...
Saturday 29th June 2019 10:21 am
Over a decade has passed, yet at times it feels as if it has hardly been a day
My body follows the passage of time while a piece of my mind remains frozen in that moment
The scars have faded, yet I still see them shine as bright as the day he carved the reminder upon my flesh
Written in a language only my eyes could distinguish
A lifetime has been lived, yet I still return to that litt...
Saturday 29th June 2019 3:20 am
Also by ByteSize:Outrun the Demons | Inner Voices | Doubt | I Need You | Just resting my eyes | Matryoshka | Unable to live without Love | Broken | Beauty is in the eye | Demons Never Leave | Hidden | Struggle Not to Fall Again | Her | Fading | Happy Birthday My Dearest Sister | A Stranger | I long to surrender my heart | Long for Silence | The Sweetest Lies | Shadow Person | Lost | Returned | More than a smile |
Taking a step back,
It's too soon,
But only time will tell,
For now I will say I like you.
You make me smile,
You make me stronger,
You make me better.
In the mist of it all,
I need to take time,
I need to heal,
But for you I would take a risk.
I know you are my strength,
You are my weakness,
You keep me safe when I fall,
Friday 28th June 2019 11:50 pm
Also by Samantha Howard:Clarity |
I rung to ask if you are okay
I wanted you to know that I am not
you tell me you are doing fine, then say you trust I am
you want me to lie to you, to say all is forgiven
yes, I can read between your lines
I pretend I believe you, and I say goodbye
I sit still, holding the phone and wondering
what went wrong
Friday 28th June 2019 6:15 pm
Also by Eiren Water:time zones | I'm a cliché (mused) | so many ifs (mused) | easy | perfect | what's left | I wonder | addicts lie | outside | maybe mayhem |
Mujhey tum jaisa nahi, tum chahiyey ho
Mujhey tumsey behtar nahi, tum hee chahiyey ho
Is liyey kyunki mujhey sirf tumsey pyar hai!!
Tum jaisa mil bhi jaiyey magr wo tum nahi hogey
Tumsey behtar hoga, magar wo tum nahi hogey
Is liyey kyunki mujhey sirf tumsey pyar hai!!
Tum jaisa mil bhi jaiyey toe kya hai
Mujhey ussey yeh pyar kabhi nahi hoga
Friday 28th June 2019 5:17 pm
Also by Merey Jazbaat:shukriya!! | ik pal!! | ehsaas!! | alfaaz!! | tumharey liyey |
if clever and or more poetical words
were pre-printed in my mind
placed in an ever so convenient metaphorical box
like wrapped gifts from the gods
which advertised on the lid-
OPEN WHEN NECESSARY
then in choosing, I could take each one as if picking flowers
unwrap their individual original qualities
and make the perfect daisy chains of poetry,
each line true to the scale...
Friday 28th June 2019 4:33 pm
Also by Rose Casserley:A Hospice nurse witnessing at twilight | Set in stony ways | UnBeat(le)able | Hive member. Natural drone | 3 ridiculous retorts! | straying into a wildlife reserve | midnight midwinter |
Please come along to our PREVIEW EVENING next THURSDAY 4th JULY 6.30 - 8.30 pm and help us celebrate the work of Marsden the Poetry Village, our local school children and their friends.
Children’s Poetry Exhibition at the
Local children are learning to express themselves and to find their voice through art and poetry in school and in workshops organise...
Friday 28th June 2019 2:57 pm
Also by Marsden the Poetry Village:'Together' - Children's Poetry Competition |
After the first date,
She asked if he knew of Gestalt.
He said he only knew tiny bits
But he felt his mind gave him
The whole picture.
He asked if she had read Hegel.
She insisted that she had not,
And they were both amazed
To have discovered such
Friday 28th June 2019 11:18 am
Also by Randy Horton:A New riddle of Induction |
Mangled lips have been turning up all over London and the inhabitants are scared. Ten murders in ten weeks, all committed with a pistol, and still nobody has a clue who the rude killer is.
Jazz Phi Koo is a smart and charming professor with a fondness for love. She doesn't know it yet but she is the only one who can stop the thoughtless killer.
When her lover, Phil kay, is kidnapped, Jazz ...
Friday 28th June 2019 10:47 am
Also by catchmeifyoucan:The Writer and the Professor. | Laughing Like Two Broken Love birds | The Beloved Stranger At High St - A Narrative Poem | Trackless Desert | 'The Enchanted Torch' | 'The Curse of the Crumpled Map' | My Handsome Moon - Phil Kay | Jasmine's torment | dolphins | passions | Phil Kay |
Poupée de glace modelée par les regards
Figurine de lumière
Mais carcan de toile
Grâce piégée dans la création.
Thursday 27th June 2019 7:46 pm
Tired eyes to look
The Smile face floated
Colder wind touched body
Bird song lyrics
The directional bust started
Steady Lowering Light.
Thursday 27th June 2019 6:27 pm
Maybe I could slit my thigh
Pour the gasoline on it
How did I make it to 10 years without you
I'll let the flames burn the wound back together
Desperate words always come for desperate measures
But I've been living underground
For the world's the fraction of what I used to be
Thursday 27th June 2019 6:01 pm
Also by Damon Blackery:Plastic Boy | just a song |
Falstaff: 'Henry IV, Part 1' act 5, sc. 4
There is a man
Who would be a king. This is such stuff
As past dreams would make his many morrows
That he, Princeling, may strut upon life's stage
As one with pride.
Yet this is a man
Who must know a past. That is the stage
As present nightmare on which he played so sad a part
That he, Pretender, needs now attend our co...
Thursday 27th June 2019 3:42 pm
Also by Chris Armstrong:The Estuary | Uchtryd's Summer Place |
She smiles and the breeze flows
She speaks the softest tone
Her charm is mesmerizing
Favorite among known unknown;
Personification of true love
She is a seed tenderly sown…
Cute, cuddling and precious,
She steps into my thoughts back to back,
Alluring, when she is dressed Black!
Whenever my eyes rapport,
I am not in my comfort zone.
Animosities on the rise,...
Thursday 27th June 2019 3:24 pm
Also by ai ou:Mind Aberrations | After So Many Days! | आज बड़े दिनों के बाद| | Intoxication To My Greed! | Aik Nazm | WhatsApp DPs |
How not to fall in love
A turntable by the slow river banks
Playing the banal music of the day
We were in love yet like in a dream
This was not real life
A bubble of illusion we loved each
Towards morning it got chilly we
Walked home and parted with a kiss
That held no promise other than being
A kiss on tired lips.
The rivers up north freeze ove...
Thursday 27th June 2019 12:34 pm
Also by jan oskar hansen:the acting lover | let Iran live | Sunday morning somewhere | lone ranger | the Greek Poet | the death of love | forest dog | the blue | the apprentice | deafeat | a very rich woman | the piano | the Greek-Orthodox church | romance | war memories | the theft | the experiment |
(Sinister nursery rhyme challenge. Your turn...)
Crawling through the undergrowth,
On, "Tick tock," legs all spindle thin,
Eight in number, like it's eyes,
A spider came a'wandering.
Spying out a sleeping girl,
Resting on her tuffet,
The spider had a dark desire,
To eat up a young Muffet.
Just like she'd munched on curds and whey,
He thought he'd munch...
Thursday 27th June 2019 9:33 am
Also by Jason Bayliss:Peculiarly British X? | Hell In a Handcart | The Book Of Broken Promises | A Face In The Looking Glass | A Spiders Haiku | Me And My Mortality | Crimson | Haiku X 10 | Hiding In The Silence |
The importance of my purpose -
is it blown out of proportion?
For while such pride should be no curse
it might lead to some distortion
of how I see my rôle in this -
what I've a right to claim for me
and whether wanting more's remiss -
but should I accept what I see
or am I right to want my dreams?
Nothing's written: no-one's constrained
to mine safe, prescr...
Thursday 27th June 2019 8:53 am
Also by Richie Muster:Paramatical Mathedox | A Cornucopia Of Haikus | 7-Up: Cleanliness Is Next To Impossible | The Whole Hog | Leave Or Remain, It's All The Same | If Poems Were Paintings (A Scabrous Fantasy, Written After Watching J. Koons at Work On BBC4) |
Let the anticipation build Let the angst grow inside your gut Allow it to rumble and tumble and wreck havoc on your insides Feel the magnetic pull when we lock eyes a little bit too long and struggle to break away Watch me watching you while trying to hide your prying eyes Don't you dare rush a thing
Thursday 27th June 2019 5:34 am