Poetry Blogs (Jul 2019)
Pooja Thole on The Ayes Have It (3 hours ago)
(Inspired by William Shakespeare “Old the World’s a Stage”)
Post- millennial, teenage, youthful, youngster, juvenile
The 20’s stage of my life
Where consciousness strikes my mind
That desiring taste of freedom and adventure
Giving the way to the memory of that day.
I will no longer feel in the later life
The wild and free
Wednesday 31st July 2019 11:51 pm
We wake to the rumbling thunder of blood,
Pumping hearts, twisted hearts, this shadow and I
Squeeze into these thick silences of trees.
Soon the dark lights of Christmastide afflict us
Twilight memories drift, flux and flicker
In this breeze of Time,
Penumbra-beginning hologram-end, my friend,
Such pungent affirmations, slip into the past:
Generations of suffering: eyes lifted to...
Wednesday 31st July 2019 10:11 pm
Also by John E Marks:The Poetry Business | A Sufi Saint contemplates his imminent dissolution | Ignorance is strength. | The pure nectar of this moment | Those who are near, are far away | We Sumerians in Mesopotamia | free enterprise | kind of blue | Composed in sweat | Scene of crime incident | Tender is the Night | Decline and Fall | Heart of Gold | The Blossoming of the North | No woman is an island | CONSEQUENCES | Sonnet | Wild Butterfly | Snowdrops | SWAN LAKE | Messing about in boats | Forget-me-not | Meanderings | Jailed for Journalism | Fear in a handful of dust | During wind and rain | Time will say nothing | SNOW IN JULY | The bringer of plurabilities | No country for young men | A small truth | Under the Volcano | Icelight | PLACE OF RECOVERY | An Essential Melancholy | OCCULT RAT-FISH | ¡No Pasarán! | A vague trembling of stars | Skipping wheels of rhyme | J'adore | Lamentation | Genocide in the Christian East | A dark star | Heresy |
behind a cattle transporter.
Through a snout sized vent,
you sniff at the air of freedom
head occasionally turning side on
so that one eye at a time can stare at guilty me
who knows as I can imagine you might do
in telling me with what I feel is such an accusatory
death frightened stare
how I mouth-wateringly help to shorten you...
Wednesday 31st July 2019 9:46 pm
Also by Rose Casserley:I really do love you | mark up | coming absences of sun and you | please! please! don't snap! ( an anti-dementia appeal ) | thinking in frames | tender deluge | oiled and watered immortalizations | when meandering ended | no more the demanding sound of his snapping fingers | Rise of the adolescents | girls in the know | please don't laugh at this insanely inspired poem called -Seeing three pieces of plastic becoming involved in a love triangle with each other | accelerations | passing into obscurity of an iron horse rider | Earth Angels | Buying new waste |
Can’t you hear it!
The voice of silence!
Peaceful that, isn’t it?
Are you awake?
I’m creeping out for a jar.
Was it something I said?
Wednesday 31st July 2019 9:43 pm
Also by Philipos:AFTERWARDS | WHO GOES THERE | YOLKS | SPLASHBACKS | RANT | NUFF SAID | DIAMONDS IN THE DIRT | POEM ABOUT IT | REACHING OUT | WEATHER WISE | Earth, Wind, and Fire | TRUTH | THOSE NINE GREEK MUSES |
Here. On the other side of the
world, the truth is over exposed
for history’s whim. A discoloration.
Here. The locals sneer at the English,
restrict oxygen to the indigenous,
cannot understand the word, ‘generous’.
Here. Convenience forgets kindness, buries
a bone so it won’t grow. Flies cultivate on
hate. This ‘here’ is anywhere, but there.
Wednesday 31st July 2019 9:01 pm
The old man stepped out into the garden and stood in the sunshine. Warm, yes, but not too warm to work. He collected the battered barrow from the shed. In it a kneeler and a bucket containing gloves, a trowel and secateurs.
There had been five weeks without significant rain and at the end temperatures had been up in the mid to high thirties. Now, after some good downpours, the garden was just ...
Wednesday 31st July 2019 8:59 pm
Also by afishamongmany:In the Red | And There Was | That Gal Gladys | Travelers All Are We (villanelle) | No Star Was Seen | Drive-Through Movie | What I Have |
I don't know if you've noticed and I don't know if you care,
But I've taken all my clothes off and am standing here bare.
It took a lot of confidence, it took a lot of drink,
Perhaps you'd like to have a look and tell me what you think.
Wednesday 31st July 2019 8:21 pm
Also by branwell kent:Another Bad Week | Communication Problems | Money | Poem | What A Tragedy | Highbrow Nonsense | Keep It In The Family | My Family And Other Natural Disasters | Silly Sex Poem | Just My Luck | Please Please Please Please Please Please | Dawn Chorus | A Little Boy Dreams Of Revenge | The Tender Trap | Noises | Will You Marry Me? | Haiku Of My Favourite Words | An Obsession With Adverbs | Norfolk | Isn't It A Pity | Sylvia |
On this icy night
I look to the stars
And teary eyes
To the heavens
The chill in my veins
Filled with hope
I still believe
I will love again
Wednesday 31st July 2019 8:20 pm
Also by Alta H Mabin (Ally):Our rain | Collide | Dare to dream | A Sigh |
I wanna be one of the noisy boys
I wanna be one of the boys,
striding about with power tools
showing off my toys.
I wanna get kitted with engines fitted
that smell and cut and chop,
things with extensions of massive dimensions
the biggest in the shop.
I'll cut my way through night and day
creating havoc wherever I go,
be a very noisy neighbour
Wednesday 31st July 2019 8:03 pm
Also by ray pool:SIMPLE MINDS | GENESIS | NIHILISTIC POETRY | SCHOOL HOLIDAYS IN THE FIFTIES | TIES THAT BIND | PARADISE LOST | PIANO IS MY FORTE | WAITING - FOR URINATION | SUMMER SEASON | MAN TRAP | SHIPPING FORECAST |
Ever notice how the grateful are always happy?
Even through a storm,
they’re smile never dampens.
The ungrateful, however, are never happy.
While swimming in a sea of abundance,
they drown wanting.
Wednesday 31st July 2019 7:37 pm
Also by DeVaughn:Untitled | LOH | End Times | Individual Acceptance | Insight | Puzzle Pieces Of Life | Freedom's Burden |
A very private piece I posted on my Public Blog, this morning. Please come and tell me what you think.
On A Wing and A Prayer
I came into this world on a wing and prayer.
Soon my innocence robbed, my spirit I don't know where.
Born by anger, confusion and sin.
I hid my pain, and my fear I kept within.
During my youth, my innocence a...
Wednesday 31st July 2019 6:15 pm
Also by Belinda Sue Kiser:A Memory Lost in Time | Time is My Fall | A Shadow of Myself | A Single Mom | A Little Wooden Angel |
You lined them up
By height and weight
On paper they’ve cost thousands
Their descriptions sounded professional
Yet now make you cringe
You watch the audience’s expressions
And you adjust your figures
As dreams and memories blur
Your past is constantly changing
Allowing you to produce
an infinite number
Wednesday 31st July 2019 5:13 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:Reaching for you | Stronger | Working on it | please include | Unleash the goats | Someone else, somewhere; another time | her parents | hunger | forms of compassion | 3am Revelation | Dancing Check to Check | Civilization Takes Two | My Half-Life | Our differences sleep with us | Broken & Compatible | Before the silence falls | Poverty | Routine | my complete lack of technique | Try My Skin | Unseeing | showroom | I Can’t See My Life |
Trudging tiredly home one evening
stopped dead on wet pavement, astonished
a wonderful polished obsidian head
perfectly shaped like a jetblack Nefertiti
with brilliant many coloured headwrap
from some far sunseared land
flaming in the northern gloom
seen through the dingy raindropped
window of a litup London bus
one dire dark damp December night
a long time ago.
Wednesday 31st July 2019 4:34 pm
Also by Jennifer Malden:Leonardo da Vinci |
Like most pleasures
drinking alcohol is only nice they say
when downed in moderation.
I've floored reservoirs enough of the damned stuff
troubled too many emergency services too many times
seen the death list of friends rise and rise.
A typical friday night and across the road
they are lifting the palatic off the pavements
while I am vomiting in the ba...
Wednesday 31st July 2019 3:48 pm
Also by Mr LEON STOLGARD:GRAILESQUE | BLUEBOY | into the valley of less and less | piss take | number one in the bad boy charts | essential goods | denying of child's play | trying to be his own redeemer | wilting wallflower ( for Devon ) | victims? oh yeah! victims! | an old, old drinking buddy as an example | rediscovery | A DEMENTED CASE OF OMG! AND THEN SOMETHING ELSE i THINK | ARSEHOLE-CUM-ARMAGEDDONS ARSONIST | knock knock-who's not there? | dampened | Lord Lonely | when being soft becomes hard |
Finding place and purpose in life
through love is always a contrast
between good and bad the
beautiful and ugly so when I
met you for the first time I didn't
see any difference from what had
gone before why would I why would
anyone see that you were unique
a room without you in it is empty
just getting on a bus with you
is beautiful or jumping in a taxi
Wednesday 31st July 2019 2:11 pm
In my seventy sixth year I've seen a lot
And I've endured a lot for what I've got.
So did my parent's generation before,
And they taught me to grin when life was raw.
Loss and less were facts of life
For those who survived grievous strife;
But always hardy...always humble...
Captured in words like "musn't grumble".
No social security in existence...
They got by with graf...
Wednesday 31st July 2019 1:59 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:DIRECTIVE | THE APPLIANCE OF SCIENCE | POLITICAL FUTURITY | DIVERSE | THE QUESTION NEVER ASKED | BIG MAC | YESTERDAY ONCE MORE - a re-post for Summer |
A library of empty books is every child. To put your mark upon virgin pages is either to embellish or stain.
Curiosity gave birth to the curious cat. Every questioner is killed by the answer.
Nonsense contains the inner wisdom of absurdity.
Elegance pleases beauty and love is our tutor.
Philosophers use words to create new skies. Nietzsche the unfurling of a storm. Wittgenstein a sky w...
Wednesday 31st July 2019 12:37 pm
Also by Daniel Reuben King:Fragments: The Scale Of Sand A Melody Of Time | The Luminescence Of Cruelty | The Flower Within | Narcissus Perfected | Fragments " To The Radiant Flowers Of A Beautiful Evil " | Fragments "The Secrets Of The Sun" |
Such a blessed character
Tuesday,30th July 2019
Why did God make the woman?
and sent among human beings
to suffer insults
and build disrepute!
was she destined to suffer?
and offer no resistance
look, not in the eyes
and even try
the world knows her hidden identity
real doyen of divine beauty
to take care of a troubled land
and befriend all
Wednesday 31st July 2019 11:03 am
Also by Hasmukh Mehta:Poetry speaks | Religious harmony | Look at heart | Philosophy in life | Time flies away | Sub-conscious with force | Love is desired | Think about | In my circle | Poetry is medium | In my breath | Strong root | Why does someone ask? | You shall miss | Richness of language | Two souls speak | Back to the fold here | Tiny soul | Care for earth | Content man | Poetry has feelings | Reality theme | An insignificant soul | Take a vow | Rain rain go, Rain rain come | Love once | Except to cry | Right attitude | My close friend | Cruel nature | Time moves | Never miss or give up | Within and outside | Seek refuge from nature | Human values and | Peace only | Not till yesterday | Real fool | Right decision for | It is better to | Fire from within | Correct path | Bridge the Gulf and | View with an ink | The dragnet of an evil | Feel poetry | Not a dead sea | Love is incomaprable | NOT ONLY HER | Fall on line | Beautiful flowers | Knowledge is another | Limited means | Almost forgotten | For the motherland |
when they ask me
what i'm doin'
i always say nuttin
it's the best answer
for all those nosy people
who expect you to say
nuttin gives you time
which is a fancy way
of saying i sleep a lot
nuttin is a good excuse
especially if you're old like me
and get plum worn out
by all the busy work of
Wednesday 31st July 2019 10:57 am
Also by d.knape:All There Is To See | We Wait For Rain | Pulse | Cars & Bikes & Scooters | Coming To Life | Cat & Mouse | Boys & Books | Hard To Swallow | What I Got To Keep | Leave Us The Moon | Hearing Loss | The Inhospitable Hospital | Flip Flops | Man Arrested | Learning How To Drive | Write Yourself | Fame & Twitter | BEARS | Aunt Dorothy | The Wrath Of Wives | The Pilot | A Day At The Beach | Litle Clumps Of People's Stuff | Shell | VACATION NOTICE |
You don’t see me
when you airbrush
You don’t see me
when you homogenize,
My skin’s not alabaster.
My curves don’t conform
to your limited map
of bosom and butt.
its own sweet
Wednesday 31st July 2019 10:08 am
It's OK to Cry
When I read what I have writ
Emotions sometimes ride
Up from deep within me
But tears I try to hide.
“Crying is not a sign of weakness
but a sign of strength to have the
courage to show deep emotion”
So when I read what I have writ
Maria makes me tr...
Wednesday 31st July 2019 8:47 am
Also by Don Matthews:Are You Happy With Your Poem? | My Muse and I. She's Not Happy | Manhole | The XYZ of FF+ and Other Sexual Fripperies | Conversations with a Soul | Shit! How I Hate This Damn Phrase | Boris and Carrier Pigeons | Jesus Wore Thongs in Australia | Baffling. And Repulsive | Terrible, I Like You | Don At Work – Please Do Not Disturb | WOL's Fun 'n' Frippancy Movement (in support of our brother in Australia) | Confessions of a Diagnosed Manic | Clique. Wot? | Change the Record Don | Bulls Into the Sea. Animal Abuse in Spain | Cricket World Cup. England vs Australia. Sunday England vs NZ. And the Winner Is........ | Learning Haiku Grade 1 - Sun Shines on Meadow | The Long and Short of Stacy Does Racy | Should We Legalise Prostitution? | Chuckle Therapy | Edging Higher Planes | Catering for Phone Addicts. Stupid | Shit! WOL's Raining Rhymers | Mary Had Wristwatch (anyway, who started this nursery rhyme caper?) | Can This Be Classed An Affliction ? | Blood on the Firm's Hands | New Candidate for the Presidency | We've Turned Into a Throwaway Society | You're Wasting Your Time |
The food I like is meat especially pork
Cooked till the bones part from the flesh
Served with cabbage, carrots and spuds
Cooked together with the pork
I never order beef because I dislike chewing
As it is usually an ordeal.
However, I like liver cooked the same way as
The pork, fish too if it is free of the annoying
Little spiny bones which are an app...
Wednesday 31st July 2019 7:47 am
Also by jan oskar hansen:kismet | Sunday forenoon | crows | S Africa | a new planet | fledlings | sisters | a princess and a lake | sport hunting | a slip of a girl | time lasts long in Portugal | small fishes | seen in the woods | spoken poetry | sleepless in Cascais | one summer evening | to suddenly age | no pilot | kitchen drama | green umbrella | alone in a church | a father in law | dreaming a poem | Hong Kong revoulution |
You don't know the title of something until you start writing it.
Same goes for life. You gotta start (writing), trying new things, exploring life's available opportunities. Do the dirty work until you finally land on something that you love and go for it.
I might try this or that, but I still might not have found "the thing." If you feel you're in the same boat, the only way to find your wa...
Wednesday 31st July 2019 1:25 am
Also by Magic:Dear NF | Your Earliest Memories | Before the World Wakes Up | Broken feelings | March on Caterpillar |
It was the moment when you became my everything
It was long before I was willing to admit it
It was long before I even started to deny it
It was long before I could no longer ignore it
It was long before I was able to accept it
It was long before I began to embrace it
It was that first accidental conversation
It was nothing more than a passing comment
It was as important as...
Wednesday 31st July 2019 12:51 am
Also by Eiren Water:playground | jealousy | upon waking (for the first time) | lesson not learned | scintillating conversation | Winter Came | This is a cautionary tale. Pay attention, please. Take heed. |
When you go you take with you the music.
I am left with that solitary moment of injustice inquiring oneself.
Of a rhythm occupying palpitations that waver blood into a certain sea of red entering the stratosphere…
There I sink and live in my liveliest.
There, I sleep within a maddening cocoon. Dreams yearn the chisel of your rough hands…Fluorescent fish and waves harbor a dan...
Tuesday 30th July 2019 11:17 pm
Also by Mimi:Don’t Worry Mama, Don’t Worry Papa | ...Even Then, We Are Happy... | ...Emulating Arms... | ...Die And Live With Me... | ...We Are Us Jose... | ...This Is Man... |
The real is rare,
The fake doesn't care...
One who ought to be dear;
Alas! Brings despair.
My search goes everywhere,
To meet the one who's sincere.
That one supposed to bring cheer,
And no trick play, only an option fair.
Happiest I was when he was near,
He wouldn't let my eyes shed a tear...
In my loneliness I sometimes still fear,
Where I lost him, why...
Tuesday 30th July 2019 7:20 pm
Also by ai ou:Hostage To My Own Inertia | Faces |
I was looking for no remedy
Burning into the silver lining
I trying being my old self but you still remain
I just want to be the best me I can be
I feeling like there's a stranger in my skin
It's been this way for too long
So hold on to fading memory of me
One day your understand
I can't be anyone without you
When the wind blows it feels so hollow
That time can't be right
Tuesday 30th July 2019 6:23 pm
Also by Damon Blackery:Update 2 | Lighthouse | Forever (lyrics) | Update 1 | Tobi Rant | Melancholy | Love Kills The Best of Us | Ghost In The Street Lights | I Promise | Space Cowgirl | Crazy Taxi | The Sun Don't Ever Shine | Words of The Waiting Man 31 | Alarms | Firefly. 11:11 | Wreckage |
Slink in the grey and look upon what's left
Shrouded memory of the greatest theft
Earth is still here yet corruption flows from it
By human hands we breath the plastic
Love convenience and don't give a fuck,
Let others swim in the filth, in the muck
Feigned concern and loose conviction
World on fire yet what mild trepidation
Who cares about the future if it's not yours?
Tuesday 30th July 2019 12:43 pm
Also by Heart of Lead:Modern Crusader | The Old Lands |
13 a year
star studded dance
space and time
in a tin can
to Major Tom
shooting for mars
holes of black
the wonder of it all
Tuesday 30th July 2019 11:55 am
Also by cindylee loucks:TODAY | TRUCE | NEVER ALONE | CANDLELIGHT CEREMONY | NEW MENU | THE JOURNEY | I LAND | RISE | CURRENT | BREEZEWAY |
The hermit worships at the mountain top
He prays at the doom below his feet
bellows loud to hear his echo
and sings dirges to the gorge.
A muffled commotion
slowly wakes him up
His suave bride
that creased brow
shed that black cloth
the mourner's garment
break the solemn silence
clad yourself in white ...
Tuesday 30th July 2019 11:37 am
Also by Mae Foreman:I Loved And Loved- A Triolet | Starchild's Keeper- A Sonnet | Mother (Love In The Time Of Disapproval) | Satan's Ark-A Sestina | Hades' Ferry- A Sea Shanty | The 21st Century Paradigm | The Benefits and The Perils | The Bluebird and the Wallflower | Mid-Summer Monsoon, Pantoum | The Madman and The Lunatic | Wake Up And Smell Reality | The Summer of my Dismay (Volume 27) | Mirror Says |
quiet music from the room
the Penguin Café Orchestra
swinging something classical
through the open window
I stand at the door
a soft sheet wraps her waist
against a breast
our new-born son
makes contented baby sounds
her milk trickles his chin
both are sleeping
I climb on the bed
lean my head
and put m...
Tuesday 30th July 2019 11:28 am
Also by Rick:summer lovin' (redux) | grand so | rhapsodising on the G. W. R | as mob rule swells (haiku stylee) | summer lovin' | après le déluge | crossing Holderness by bus |
Aspirations...Where we are and where we want to be?
My aspirations have always focused on being a world-renowned, bestselling author, however, i have found great value in fact, total gratification in knowing my pieces help people whether i get paid or not.
Where i come from...where i am...and where i want to be is a constant and ongoing journey.
I have come very far from the young girl wh...
Tuesday 30th July 2019 10:44 am
What a peaceful thought.
Tuesday 30th July 2019 1:04 am
(I've always felt this site lacked a poetry and recipe fusion post. Here's one from the Lumpwood King)
For those of us that barbecue we sometimes find we wish
We might forego the pork or lamb and barbecue some fish;
But this is problematic; you’ll find this once you start
Cos tasty though as most fish is it’s prone to fall apart;
Now remedies are possible; it could be wrapped ...
Tuesday 30th July 2019 12:41 am
Also by John Coopey:LGBTQIA+ | "HEY BO!" | BLIGITS | THE PRAYERS WITHIN THE STONE | "ALL LIES AND JEST" | THE TRUE AUTHORSHIP OF THE PLAYS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE | TRUMPETRY | COSTA COFFEE | NO BETTER ENDING | DOING IT TWICE |
Oh! this house I pass daily
where my fantasies live
and dreams could be born
the unaccountable times my heart had
and still knocks on its door
the windows I keep looking in
like those of your soul
hoping that one day I will see myself inside
finally coming to life.
Monday 29th July 2019 11:22 pm
Also by Patricia and Stefan Wilde:Haiku: Demise | Currency of rainfall | Slow return and quick departure | DUD (aka) our actual not enough doors away neighbour from hell (part 2) |
long days and distractions
sunglasses reflecting scenes
of caramel-skin boys skipping school
to play stickball in the streets
endless nights punctuated
by the sounds of Cuban heels
tattooed upon our memories
--mementos, like hanging red sunsets
etched in rosegold and tempered steel...
when it all goes bad
like forged passports and spoiled milk
we'll always have Miami...
Monday 29th July 2019 6:44 pm
Also by elPintor:truth or dare? (even no answer is an answer) | unsung | saving face | cataclysm and containment--Stage 1 |
Don't you know
it's just a rage
a tempest brewed
from grape not sage-
in all the world
there's not a stage
not tread by feet already.
And so I bow
and bid me out
you cared for nought
nor gave a shout
as all that is
will come about
with out you being ready.
words and foto T Carroll...
Monday 29th July 2019 4:30 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:First person singular | Must Read | Alexandra | Persephone's tangled legs | Semi Tone | As if to care | Only time | Christianity | Parsley Sage, Rosmary and Time | A reprisal awaits... | Touching | Did you brush it from your hair? | Conflation |
Speechless naked feet
Brush the boards
Where carpets are bare to tread
In threadbare pile
Of warm worn through
Early spring sun
Long legs languid and fair
With hairs that stand up
Feeling the fresh air rush of the tingling chill
Coming up through floorboard cracks
And the regular slap of skin against wood
As she walks in just an old man’s shirt
Running the fing...
Monday 29th July 2019 9:14 am
Also by Martin Elder:Battle for the beach | Everything rusts | Lost in space |
I listen to the news but I got confused
I remember the frogs were dying and the sea stars Banda Aceh Fukushima Haiti Lennon was shot I saw pictures of men on the moon there is a singularity whose picture I missed along with the Taliban Boko Harum Joseph Kony there are geriatrics in Guantanamo who need to pee often and spit yellow phlegm into cups that can never be made sharp Castro died and rai...
Monday 29th July 2019 7:05 am
Also by Adam Rabinowitz:Folks Want | Crawl of the Caterpillar | Next Bed Over | Before You Came Back | At Noon | Mulligan | Washed Away | Out the Door Medicine | House of Feathers |
Wherever I go,
there you are.
I see you
in stormy skies.
I feel you
I smell you
among the pines.
I hear you
whispering at night.
I taste you
in the words of every love poem.
You are nowhere to be found,
yet always around.
you are the part of me I long to set free.
Monday 29th July 2019 3:50 am
There is only one
Occasionally when a moment of silence arrives
I pause for a time of deep reflection and lost hope
Through the corridors of my mind
I seem always to arrive in the La Plaza
which is embedded in my mind as an ageless painting
The sun shines as people promenade
beneath the fronds of overhead palms
Children with cornets, some on their fathers´shoulders
Sunday 28th July 2019 10:49 pm
Also by keith jeffries:A Friend called to say...... | Hidden Recesses | Beneath the Surface | A Flame never extinguished | Being | Images | The Sea will part |
Is there a way to be
The poison you turn to
Your best enemy
When demons hover around
Your burning flesh?
Is there a way to be
One of a thousand monks
Kneeling face down
On the cold, raw stones
Of your bodily temple?
Is there a way to be
A thorn in your side
To remind you of
The excruciating pain of
Not touching you?
Sunday 28th July 2019 7:52 pm
Let’s make a pact
let these shadows hold us
swaddled in secrecy
and breathing quickly
I see you draw in close to me
sense those lips loosening
my foundation questioning
the forcefield of your sly grin
and the delicacy of those fingers
Let’s make a pact
let this moment be our blueprint
to not accept a fading
or a softening of this urgency
I feel that magnetic pull...
Sunday 28th July 2019 7:11 pm
Also by Tom:Murmur Love | Idle Flame | The Artist's Desk | Great Destroyers | We Walked Along The Wall | Love And Everything Else |
Charabanc to seaside outing
and in being with them all
out went the tide drudge of work
in came the tide of pure enjoyment.
Skirts tucked in knicker legs
little screams when they couldn't jump high enough
to stop cold seawater from chilling higher up moon white legs
small laugh inspiring shocks
later laid to rest with hot fish and chips
followed by a couple of ...
Sunday 28th July 2019 7:04 pm
Also by Jemima Jones:Student poetess | Downtime despair | Left wanting | Pillow prayer. | Crying Globe supporter | Come along now human vultures..... | Utterly besotted |
It's not Jesus, it's just a fella he said
and with that the cat was out of the bag
They rolled away the stone
to find the escaped old lag
Sunday 28th July 2019 6:11 pm
Also by Brian Maryon:Fuck a duck | He fell asleep on the cemetery bench as he spoke to his wife in fluent french | Wimbledon - by Izzy | Sights & Sounds of Amsterdam |
There’s a great big Something sitting at my door,
it sits there and watches but no more.
Somethings are rare and don’t happen very much,
so of course I’m confused as to what to do with it.
As I look at the Something, it looks back at me
and shows me the wonderful things it could be.
It shows me what I could have done,
could have been,
could have bought,
could have see...
Sunday 28th July 2019 3:11 pm
Also by Elle Shaine:Imagination |
Water proof Kohl & tears unrolled.
Kiss proof lipsticks and smudged life.
Social network sites and selfies,
emoticons to express joy and grief.
Diet,detox and fitness in mind.
but it's happy hour in our favorite bar?
All efforts to make peace,
but how does it end up in a war?
music to soothe the soul,
home decor,windows,drapes and blinds.
there are also relationships ...
Sunday 28th July 2019 2:02 pm
When you exit the womb and enter air
The only 'given' beyond birth is that you will die,
Whether fate be fulfilled in minutes, or years.
In our current, human history
The 'given' already exercised was:
Your 'life' required both male and female.
From the moment of conception is rejection
Hard-wired into creation
And thus - the blind thrust of re-creation: SEX!
Sunday 28th July 2019 12:07 pm
Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:'Brownie' Monster! | Television Moon | SCHIZOPHRENIA | Less 'Me' and More 'US' | WEDDING RECEPTION |
You see but do not observe
You hear but do not listen
You speak but do not talk
You touch but do not feel
You care but do not love
We smile but not amused
We hug but not embrace
We fight but not argue
We walk but not travel
We are together but apart
Sunday 28th July 2019 9:03 am
Also by Noya:Eyes |
Dean Fraser (www.deanfrasercentral.com)
Taken from Audio-Book A HEALING FOR GAIA.
Sunday 28th July 2019 8:47 am
Also by Dean Fraser - The Quantum Poet:FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS | Eyes Open Wide | Rhododendrons And The Hudson River | Nature Freely Gives | Amber | Boots 2 | Every Day A Celebration | CENTRAL PARK AFTER DARK | The Water Diviners | City Life - Follow Your Bliss |