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WINTER IS COMING

 

 

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...

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Also by John E Marks:

The Poetry Business | 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 | 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 | The bringer of plurabilities | No country for young men | A small truth | 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 |

New Buds

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 ...

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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 |

gardenhaibunsunshinework

To the heavens

On this icy night

I look to the stars

With questions

And teary eyes

 

I surrender

To the heavens

And embrace 

The chill in my veins

 

Standing still

Weeping

Hoping

Believing

 

My soul

Filled with hope

I still believe

I will love again

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Also by Alta H Mabin (Ally):

Our rain | Collide | Dare to dream | A Sigh |

lovehopesoul

ONE OF THE NOISY BOYS

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

reaping tro...

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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 |

Gratefulness is Happiness

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.

  

 

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Also by DeVaughn:

Untitled | LOH | End Times | Individual Acceptance | Insight | Puzzle Pieces Of Life | Freedom's Burden |

On A Wing and A Prayer

A very private piece I posted on my Public Blog, this morning.  Please come and tell me what you think.

www.creativewritingwithbsk.com

   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...

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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 |

inspirational

Onto the next miscalculation

 

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

 

Of recently-refurbished...

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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 |

On a London bus

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.

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Also by Jennifer Malden:

Leonardo da Vinci |

You

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

or...

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A LOOK AT LIFE

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...

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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 |

Such a blessed character

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

...

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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 |

Jadia4708au

Nuttin

 

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

somethin'

 

nuttin gives you time

to dream

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

doin' somethin'

 

i...

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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 |

I am

I AM

You don’t see me

when you airbrush

fill, lift, 

smooth.

You don’t see me

when you homogenize, 

erase

remove.

 

My skin’s not alabaster.

Hairless,

unweathered, 

untouched,

immobile,

unloved.

 

My curves don’t conform

to your limited map

of bosom and butt.

My body

topography 

flows 

its own sweet

course.

 

I am 

fi...

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It's OK to Cry

It's OK to Cry

 

First half

 

When I read what I have writ

Emotions sometimes ride

Up from deep within me

But tears I try to hide.

 

Intermission

 

“Crying is not a sign of weakness

but a sign of strength to have the

courage to show deep emotion”

 

Maria O'Hare

Ireland

 

Second half

 

So when I read what I have writ

Maria makes me tr...

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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 |

Train of thoughts...

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...

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Also by Magic:

Dear NF | Your Earliest Memories | Before the World Wakes Up | Broken feelings | March on Caterpillar |

rise up

recognition

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...

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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. |

You Take With You The Music

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...

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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... |

Real Is Rare

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...

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Also by ai ou:

Hostage To My Own Inertia | Faces |

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Silver Lining

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 
I...

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Also by Mikey V Kinsey:

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 |

Rats

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?
Praise cor...

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Also by Heart of Lead:

Modern Crusader | The Old Lands |

MARVEL

MARVEL

winter's kiss
solstice
full moon
rising soon
premiere
13 a year
star studded dance
universe expands
planets align
space and time
human suspension
outer dimension
rocket man
in a tin can
strumming along
to Major Tom
view below
magic globe
shooting for mars
far...far...far
endless vast
holes of black
fire ball
night falls
marvel at
the wonder of it all

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Also by cindylee loucks:

TODAY | TRUCE | NEVER ALONE | CANDLELIGHT CEREMONY | NEW MENU | THE JOURNEY | I LAND | RISE | CURRENT | BREEZEWAY |

POEMS2 by cindy lee loucks

Everything- An Etheree

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

tambourines, lute

His suave bride

“My sweet

love

come!"

Unclench

that creased brow

shed that black cloth

the mourner's garment

break the solemn silence

clad yourself in white ...

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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 |

etheree

With Allah...I can , so i will.

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...

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Memory of existence

What a peaceful thought.

That you do not hold my heart as you once did before.
To look at you and feel nothing in return,
to be free of your soul.
My mind is at peace and so is my soul.
Yet you reach for me to be part of you at times,
It is not something I yearn for anymore.
What a peaceful thought has come to mind.
You do not hold my soul anymore and I will forever be ...

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THE FISH PAN

(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 ...

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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 |

unemployable

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...

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Also by nunya:

truth or dare? (even no answer is an answer) | unsung | saving face | cataclysm and containment--Stage 1 |

Tempest brewed

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.

re-edit
words and foto T Carroll...

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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

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...

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Also by Martin Elder:

Battle for the beach | Everything rusts | Lost in space |

Frogs

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...

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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 |

prosetrycurrent events

My Entity

Wherever I go,
there you are.

I see you
in stormy skies. 

I feel you
in twilight. 

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.

My entity,
you are the part of me I long to set free.

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loveobsessionpassionpossessionrelationships

There is only one

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

...

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Also by keith jeffries:

A Friend called to say...... | Hidden Recesses | Beneath the Surface | A Flame never extinguished | Being | Images | The Sea will part |

There must be a way

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

Anonymous

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?

 

There mus...

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Breathless

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
upon me
exploring

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...

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Also by Tom:

Murmur Love | Idle Flame | The Artist's Desk | Great Destroyers | We Walked Along The Wall | Love And Everything Else |

lustlovebeginningsshadowsdesire

The Something

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...

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Also by Elle Shaine:

Imagination |

Chaotic Poet

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 ...

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Alternate Sexualities

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!

On suc...

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Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:

'Brownie' Monster! | Television Moon | SCHIZOPHRENIA | Less 'Me' and More 'US' | WEDDING RECEPTION |

Us

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

That’s us

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Also by Noya:

Eyes |

The Man Who Thinks Too Much

 

 

 

The Man Who Thinks Too Much

 

 

He’s the man who thinks too much

The man who thinks too much

He thinks alcohol is a sturdy crutch

The man who thinks too much

 

He views the universe through a microscope

Eternal optimist, devoid of hope

He’ll hang himsen, if you give him the rope

He thinks he can manage, but just can’t cope

He thinks too much… the ...

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Also by kJ Walker:

The Ghost Of Our Old Granny |

Whiskey Glass

Why do some look at life through the bottom of a whiskey glass?

 

Are they looking for a reality that they can not see normally or are they looking at reality?

Do they search for emotions that they have hidden and locked away or are they running from the emotions they have? 

Are they trying to hide from their emotions or are they trying to feel again?

What if they are trying to do a...

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Also by Robert Williams:

My Abyss - A Blackhole | Energy | Battles Wars Crusades | You decide | Enough |

Wildflower

Ask yourself this - 

living in a world of things,

what brings meaning 

when the only inevitability is change?

 

Don't live to own,

no satisfaction ever came from possession.

The most beautiful flower ever grown

can only be appreciated if left alone.

 

And you are this flower -

wild and free.

You define the moments.

Don't stifle, grow.

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Also by Wallflower:

Two Lives Together Estranged | A Conversation | Strange Tides | Forget-Me-Not | Silent Battles | Valiant Valkyrie | What Was Left of Me Is Now History: | Untitled |

An Old Story

Broken hearts practice the role

day after day.

Its an ordeal.

A metamorphosis or ecdysis.

A retribution or reward.

After a long spell of shower,

a wink.

They did their part well.

Have you heard the silent scream?

 

 

 

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Also by AVISHEK GHOSH:

(untitled) | Debt |

Memento Mori

 

I have a Glass Skull.
You with eyes to see
a busybody bustle about
know that nothing can be hidden.
And how my mystery remains intact.
I have a Glass Skull
or snowdome that's been smacked.
You'll clearly sense combustible ambition
in shows of electric activity but,
for what exactly?
I have a Glass Skull
as documented in high definition,
filmed and followed on-line,
tapped by dete...

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Also by Adam Whitworth:

A Delicate Bridge | Beauty In The Scales | Dream Will Not Wait | The Benefit Gig | Mutualdisappointment | More About Clouds | These Days As Ever | Architectural Movements |

.

Us up late shit talking, feels like nothing changed 

youll send me something cheesy and I’ll smile

You repeating a story I’ve heard 100th Times 

me on the edge of seat knowing what will happen next 

me smiling and nodding, Loving your story; your life

 Nothing but a blanket separating up.

thats the past.

Now were two different people, trying to find a purpose.

 Never on tim...

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Also by Yakuti:

Anxiety | 5am |

Younger bones

How age aches - for younger bones

firmer flesh

How wrinkles gorge - on smoothest skin

their harts content

And how my hart lives - for every beat   

for every breath 

For my love - my life - I breathe - for you              

 

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Also by DESMOND CHILDS:

different windows |

Speak

Speak to be heard 
speak to make sound 
speak loud proud
yet not so proud 
bold tell the untold 
the words are there
upon the air 
just pick them out 
do not try do not care
fail to exceed perfection 
will never greet ye

©️JMCole

 

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Also by MyDystopiA:

Deadwood |

Overwritten

Pitter patter of the rain
used to remind me of,
muddy shoes and smelly toes..
But now, it reminds me of,
easy conversation,
merry laughter
& a journey I could have
continued
forever..

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The Future Has Been Cancelled

Due to fiscal constraints the future has been canceled

We understand many of you had plans, though

And we’re all for refunding our customers, ergo

You’ll receive in the mail compensation

Accurate of course to your personal station

You see due to a breach of our ethics clause

I can’t give you the details, of course--

We’ve wrapped up production on this round of humanity

It t...

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Also by Josie Harris:

Love it or Leave it | (untitled) |

Tangled

What’s stuck sticks starkly inside time

Your words, they tangle inside mine

 

Why listen when we do not hear

Why talk when we are most unclear

 

Why try to rhyme, define what’s queer

Painstakingly weave atmosphere

 

Into comfort, erase fear

A tired manner, old and sheer

 

Keeping pace, each other’s peers

Wandering through future years

 

Don’t trip, don’...

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Also by Sarah Dar:

To Be | Live Some | Preservation | Limits | You |

tangledtalkgrasping

WHERE THE BEST OF POETRY EXISTS BETWEEN THE LINES

 

I live where the best of poetry exists between the lines.

The place is full of corpses decomposing in drawers

and other half-forgotten places.

 

I go back every now and then; dig them up and ask

if they have anything new to say, or did our conversation

finish long ago.

 

I sift through the remains of lost loves and dreams,

long abandoned to their fate; looking for ...

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Also by trevor homer:

SORRY, MY MISTAKE | STILL LIVES, DISTANT VOICES - a love story in 4. acts. | THERE'S A SHOTGUN IN THE CELLAR | SHADOWS |

Take a walk on the wild side

Step from the road of the known into the wild of the unknown.

My guide, the divine pulling me 3 finger widths beneath my last known uplink.

 

Wonders of the world exist all at once, spanning the confines of time.

I visit myself as a child and young adult.

Give hope to the past, while gaining wisdom from the future.

Crude oil refined into the supreme.

Let's suffer together.

...

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Walk The Paths Well Trodden By The Brave

Walk the paths well trodden by the brave,

Live boldly my son, embrace your fears and let them drive you on,

Be master of your hurts not slave,

Value the story in your scars, pity those that have none.

 

Treasure every tear that rolls on your cheek,

Let them fall on barren ground knowing their waters bring life,

Their salt does not cleanse the lips of the meek,

In the same w...

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Also by Jason Bayliss:

Bye Dad | Atrophy | Life And Its Alternatives |

Let Justice Prevail (A 7-Up)

Surely, deforestation

is genocide by default?

To wilfully execute

such wanton atrocities

on future generations

undoubtedly constitutes

crimes against humanity.

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Also by Richie Muster:

They Be The Worst (Apologies to Mr. L.) | Iron (For Him) |

The fabric of society

The fabric of society

 

Our earth is held together

And yet is torn apart,

By spider webs of commerce

With neither soul nor heart.

 

We buy cheap clothes in Britain

And claim material needs

Whilst in Bangladesh and India

Children suffer for our greed.

 

The leisure wear we chill in

Comes at a heavy price

As youngsters toil for fourteen hours

Their leisur...

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Also by eve nortley:

Demi Stalker | Ecologists Haiku | I Wish... | Outside Walmart | It's War | OUTSIDE TIME |

Never be forgotten

The metamorphosis

was a planned operation,

and everything they did

went as smooth as silk,

but what they didn't expect

was the abominable reaction

of the normally patient, decent people,

the bile and the caustic outbursts,

all of the hate that spewed out

into the space around them.

Shocked, they fled and hid in the hills

until the tumult had died down.

They coul...

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Also by Jon Stainsby:

Treedom | The Quiet People | Colour - Gold | Incessant time | Always worth holding on | My lost flower | Hardy folk |

forgetnever

Falling In and Out of Love

Elation

Excitement

Exuberance

Full of starry eyed glee

Seraphims

Sunshine

Sanctity

Feeling whole and complete

                                          Complacent

                                          Conforming

                                          Committing

                                          Becoming two as one

                                 ...

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Also by Lisa C Bassignani:

Happy Tuesday | Your Pain | What Flavor Are You | How I Came to be an American | What's in a Name | HOPE | FEEL | THINK | What is Art & Who is an Artist | 5WH - Short Poem Challenge (in the Discussions section) | Smile | My Poetry | Death | Oasis |

Poetry - The painting of soul

Words are the colors,

on the strokes of thoughts,

the beautiful the thoughts, 

mesmerizing is the painting 

enchanting the soul,

also known as poetry. ❤️✨

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Also by Ankita Srivastava:

Darkness and light | Diva | Rose - Petals or Prickles | Just let it fly |

Storm of Hatredness!

There was a storm of hatredness

That Storm hit me with

Ugly Expressions

Wrong Interpretations

False Allegations

Mental tensions

Murderous actions

Extreme emotions and pains

Screams and cries

That storm was something which I can’t define

How much it ruined me

How much they grilled me with their twisted lies

It’s wondering how they got such strength

To trod me ...

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Also by Bindu Trigunayak:

I wish to have peace of mind.. |

liplit (07/24/2019)

beneath veneers and gallows' grins 

rests 

An underworld of chiding hymns 

breaths 

taken jagged between razor hail

depths 

of pulses oscillating there.

 

an ocean of parapets

surging to a wave so big

you could live a lifetime before it breaks 

 

these cherished, rooftop conversations 

champions of these ides of summer 

buried in that 3am sincerity 

fou...

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Also by Zach Dafoe:

things I see when I close my eyes |

lip smokes abstracts

soul mates

Let's let our thoughts tango and let our souls mate

my heart on my sleeve, on display

she is my armor, forever with fervor

worth the search for, pain couldn't hurt more

Her radiance blazes, visually a spectacle

her calming presence.

In essence, my mind linger.

Drift off to the cosmos. to a place where space and time coincide

I see her constellation and engage, warp drive

...

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Ga Ga Rhyme

Ga Ga romama

Poker face

She’s misplaced

Katy Perry

Mungo Gerry

Iggy Pop

Please don’t stop

Foo Fighters

All nighters

Fag lighters

Ga ga rhyme 

Rock and roll

Drill and soul

Rap and r ‘n b

Music mix

Poetry 

Breaks the mould

And man

it sets you free

The Urban Poet 2019

 

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Also by Rick Varden:

The Enemy Within | Blind Date |

CHASTE KISSES AND CONSTELLATIONS

CHASTE KISSES AND CONSTELLATIONS                                  

Long love loses the passion of love’s beginning –

it is an unlike love that differs more with each day spent,

the grown oak as to the acorn that has just found vigour

by rooting firm in fertile soil.

Oak that cheats understanding, it barely bends to high winds

and after, blown, refreshed, grows only stronger.

 

...

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Also by Peter Taylor:

HANGING FROM THE RAFTERS | STEPPING OUT | SET ADRIFT BY SCIENCE | THREE WARM EVENINGS IN A ROW | LOVES NOT LOST |

And I bleed

There is no 

answer 

There are no 

Questions 

You walk

And watch them 

Walk

You talk

And you see their 

Mouths 

Moving 

Hear their lips

Flap

But understand 

Not a word they

Say

Though the sounds 

Are familiar 

The sincerity 

Is heart felt as 

Long as you 

Don’t care

Enough 

To feel the

Heat

I don’t know

What I’m 

Tryi...

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Also by Twilbury Wist:

lost and forgotten souls | Absent |

Someone Identified the Masculine Voice

The male poet overcompensates
With poems of unbridled bravado,
Giving unwanted details of
Disemboweling a deer with
Bare handed desperation.

He counts his sexual conquests
With disquiet and undue clarity,
Each sweaty fumble declared
Victory over inadequacy and
Untold performance anxiety.

Somebody once called him queer
And set him on a course of
Toxic masculinity, but the
Voice tha...

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Also by Randy Horton:

Whispers of Su Dongpo in Bamboo Sway | No One Will Be There But Jesus | Poetry is Regional |

Light and Darkness

Darkness

Creeping slowly

Reaching the soul

Leaving nothing in its wake

But utter despair

Light

Spreading rapidly

Engulfing the heart

Sealing the cracks and healing the heart 

 

 

 

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Also by jami:

Time |

What A Tragedy

Amidst all the panic on board the Titanic

     One cool-headed man could be found:

He grabbed his wife Hilda, and ruthlessly killed her,

     Then told everybody she'd drowned.

 

But life for him after was not one of laughter

      He suffered the Widower's Curse:

Believing he missed her, he married her sister,

      And she was a thousand times worse.

 

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Also by branwell kent:

Highbrow Nonsense | 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 | Will You Marry Me? | An Obsession With Adverbs | Norfolk | Isn't It A Pity | Sylvia |

DR reading "Epona" on Linda Thomas's Book Show - Radio Scilly 17 June 2019

This is my own edit of an appearance I made on Radio Scilly last month. I've been a frequent visitor to the islands for twenty-five years, and they feature a lot in my work.

Linda Thomas is Scilly's estimable librarian, and it's great to be able to give her this shout-out as she's been a real champion of my work for several years now. The show itself was a blast (although you may not get that f...

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Shipwrecked

 

Chanting prayers, dreaming of ships just beyond the horizon,

Another day, another hour, just another minute he wishes to live.

No other choice but one, no other food, no other flesh but his own.

No other way to feed his unfortunate child.

In the middle of nowhere, on this desolate rock, he cut his upper arm.

Blood, not a drop allowed to waste, meat, sickening yet juicy sweet

...

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1

Frozen or falling; I feel like rain

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Also by Sophie:

Flies | We are not your fucking pets. | In the shower |

Her

the second my eyes caught your gaze,

i’ve been consumed with a powerless craze

i saw you.

 

your knife sits inside me stuck

but the high from this adrenaline rush 

i get through.

 

the two of us in a room:

please don’t leave, i better leave soon

turn me blue.

 

say my name in conversation 

dials up a full body sensation

this is new.

 

i resent the wo...

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Romantic poemsdistancepoemslove poetry

Heroinës

të godasin
ti qëndron, palëkunjur
të përgojojnë
ti s’bëzan
të çnjerëzojnë
ti reziston
ti e përbuzura
e përunjtura 
e nëperkëmbura
qëndrove
ende qëndron
dhe atëherë
dhe përherë

 

sepse
ti je grua
je nënë
që krijove botën
që ti synon ta rrënosh
ti grua 
ti heroinë
që dhurove jetë
luftove 
ushqeve 
fale
e mëshirove
ti grua, ti nënë
ti heroinë   


Manhattan, New York
...

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Also by Sebahate J. Shala:

Ti, Dhunuesi | Bacit Fil |

Friday, June 21, 2019 11:48 AM

I find myself asking many questions.

They are often easy to answer, and,

without a second thought, the answers are

hard to question.

 

I ask

What makes someone perfect?

 

Perfect is giving all of you to everything you do,

Perfect is achieving success no matter the sacrifice,

Perfect is the absence of flaws.

 

But I am not perfect.

I am riddled with fears and ...

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Ik muhabbat bhari dastan!!

Beyzubaan meri muhabbat

Kachchi neend so rahi

Koi uthana na ussey

Naumeed ho rahi

Kuch jazbaat kuchley huyey

Armaan ki seij pr

adhorey khwab hain soyey

Kuch bol do na tum

Meri hasraton ko jhinjhordo na

Kachchi neend ki dor ko

Tum yun kaskey thamey raho na

Ujli si ik andheri kiran

Jagmaga rahi us angan

Jahan rehta hai mera sawan

Barso bhi ab tum jhoom key

...

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Sin

"There is no sin except stupidity." Oscar Wilde -The Critic as Artist.

 

Mea culpa! Mea culpa!

Nostra maxima culpa!

Thus should we weep, we cry

As it all ends with a whimper, a sigh

It is the people's will, they say

Proroguing to get their glory day

Your vote was for an ideal state

For nation, borders, Keep Britain Great

Now, your vote means a total schism

As we se...

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Also by Chris Armstrong:

The Land |

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A girl wish

A girl wish from her love is only to make her feel out of the world,   

Surprising very few are able to feels though..

make her feel she is the most beautiful girl that exists for u, 

Sad part is ur man’s eyes cannot get still just on u..

If getting most expensive gifts is comes with true love, than it would have been so easily affordable..

But true love needs ur affection, attentio...

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Also by Mini S:

Wish to go back |

Ocean eyes

If you really knew me,

Maybe you'd see,

Through my drowsy blue eyes

Into a raging sea.

 

Like crows, your sight flies

to the sparkling sheen coating my irises,

The glimmer of a thousand tiny pearls.

 

But they are a legacy,

Far too romantic for the tidal wave that

Dumped them in my world.

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Also by Astrid:

What's the point? |

Hate on Tap

Hate on Tap
 

 

LOCK HER UP!

BUILD THE WALL!

SEND HER BACK!

 

Three-word chant

Three-word chant

Three-word chant

 

Rouse the mob!

Rouse the mob!

Rouse the mob!

 

Hate on tap

Hate on tap

Hate on tap

 

Sexist Trump

Racist Trump

Mister Trump:

 

No more of that

 

 

https://news.sky.com/story/send-her-back-trump-fires-up-crowd-...

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Let's Pretend

Let’s pretend its November, a sky full of rain.

Let’s pretend its December, frost on the pane.

Let’s pretend it’s my birthday, when I’m 61.

Let’s pretend its winter, with all our woollies on!

Let’s pretend its January, a blizzard on the way.

Let’s pretend today is the years shortest day.

Let’s pretend the shivering trees are still bare.

Let’s pretend its New Year, celebrations...

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Also by Mike Bartram:

Storm |

message

stranger to my eyes

i shape you as i want

a saviour a life

a thought that taunts

 

a need to fulfil

an escape of what is real

a message a chill

runing through my spine

 

longing for words

a machine a drill

walking through halls

to cut my reach

 

an urge a need

a longing for deep

for something that may not

be even real

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Also by racha:

easy roads |

Velvet shoes

Get mystic--
Legalistic fairy tales...

Off the rails.
Can't count past ten

Reverse energy
Contemplate radio waves..

Syncronized swimming and decadence

Benevolence
Bestowed crowns with jewels 
and emeralds..

Love is a distant memory 

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Also by Pagan Poetry:

Time and Place |

Summer walks

I walked all afternoon until the sun cracked a thing more fragile than a face 

I saw them on their phones always waiting for love

like it was a strange gossip

I've stopped walking to write a sudden thought poem 

the thought gets lost in the process

I cross the river and bathe my feet

Writing on the hoof is prone to typos

I watch tourist map to there destinations

Being alone...

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Also by Neil Francis Brooks:

The awful punctuation | Soft translations from a unknown language | Outside a gallery | Proving a circle |

Summer of love

The Chase

Grey blur

lightning speed

tree acrobatics

chasing, scurrying

playing catch

squirrel style.

 

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Fascinating creatures

invisible Army

to be controlled
like really controlled
no exeption the effort
my life you hold

I yes Me
as it stands
to be confined in the palms of your hands

My talents and gifts
do they not matter
as you clench your fists
my soul does shatter

so why did you send me down
I ask
to disguise my beauty
behind this mask

a delicate flower
 the Art god mastered
hardened cemented
pebble dashed...

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Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:

a life shorter than a day | the colours we can't see but I see | Back to square one | The Band With Five Hands |

light workersspiritual warfarespiritual awakening

Behind the Stone

Behind the Stone

 

Upon the stone face of the world

the laughter of trees; the scars

of the battles of sun and snow.

Behind the stone, 

the graves of lost streams

and printed in rock, 

the fish of a swallowed sea:

locked in the ripples of time,

the clock of a billion years.

 

Upon the stone face of an old man

the scars of a war, the lines

etched in channel...

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Timeold age

February Poem - 4:45pm

February Poem - 4:45pm

When standing still  
I can see you have arrived 
Again 
in such a subtle state 
But thoughtful and dynamic
deeper and more frightening 
Into something so uninterrupted,

in all your bright 
and silent lights  
I fight against
your bitter wind

I want you to know that 
Your landscape amazes me
with your city lights flickering
In the background
streaks of ...

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Simply ABC

a

baker

created

dubious

egg-tarts

for

gregarious

hotheads

 

I

joked

knowingly

 

lesser

mortals

never

openly

proffered

quality

reasonably

 

so

taking

umbrage

vicious

Wiganers

x-boxed

yokels

zealously

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Also by J R Harris:

Look What They’ve Done to My Town Ma (Homage or apology to Melanie Safka) |

32 Days of Pain

 

It’s day 54. 

We’re running behind schedule in this process of healing.

 

 

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Also by Sognare Gloire:

32 Days of Pain | Alzheimer’s | 32 Days of Pain |

Bar room philosopher

He's a bar room philosopher, a  poet with an empty glass, a master of the unpaid laugh,  a true character. 

 

He's got shuffling feet and waving hands,  entertaining as he stands, eyeing up the optics on the corner of the bar.

 

He loves a drink and a smoke, tells his story with a joke.

 

Busking on the streets of town, singing to an unfamiliar crowd, singing all the songs you kn...

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Ann Marie

Left alone, just 4 days old. Four days of seeing your face, hearing your voice, caresses and kisses.

The bond never broken as she walked out the door.

Papers signed and sealed.  She had to go just a child herself.  Her now shameful secret forever to keep.

My heart always empty for her, the search always vigilant.

The dream, we meet,  She is still the child hiding. I am now the adult.  ...

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adoption

kiss boom

 

there are electrons passing from my lips to yours 

when we kiss 

some infinite number of universes  

dissolve between us in the warm spit of passion 

and when I close my eyes and feel your tongue 

ask such sweet questions it's like  

it’s like 

the most enormous thing 

could not possibly mean less  

and I can feel it now  

it is the life that we live again as we ...

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Also by Stuart Buck:

the bird and the puddle |

Self-defence

I threw my words into

Empty rooms and boxes

Then gave each one a knife

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Skeleton

When I was younger 

all I did was hunger

to be in your loving arms

to feel your warm embrace 

but all you did was spread me 

all over the place

your constant discontent 

ate at the layers 

the layers of my skin

my tissue was your issue

it wasn’t of your kin

I wasn’t made of your DNA

so you left me malnourished 

my flesh would rot

I would beg you

to heal...

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Also by Melan Drifter:

Something New |

Heartbreak

Confessions

Confession I’ve lost so much of myself. I didn’t even know where to pick up the pieces . I began to question who I was , what I loved , what drove me . This shit was crazy it was like I woke up one day and didn’t even remember who I was too much has happened my life was paused but I aged like fine wine . What’s happening to me .This was more depressing then a freaky Friday movie and this didn’t ...

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Anxiety

I sit and I think, too long

Let the scourge cloud belief,

Doubts float in, fog over

Let unfounded fear flood confidence and control

Wash away certainty

Certainly, frustratingly

It is one thing of which I can have no doubts

That the tide of conviction will turn

Bring with it the wrecking

Mind wracking

Second Guess - a vessel departing for a neverending voyage

An exp...

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Also by Mel Shield:

Sister |

the passing of a king

 

it is a drear evening

a barren table

would-be sculpting in the varnish

drifting lights

sinking through an open window

 

my son is leaving

 

i sit and watch the fire

as embers

turn to ash

are seen no more

 

soon we’ll say farewell

 

i remember how when young

he’d run and jump on me

i’d hug him

kiss him

treat him like a king

as any lov...

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knowthyself

guard your heart

"Guard your heart"

you'd say with a hug. 

I would nod

with a glance that says

"Of course". 

 

The trouble is 

you cannot find

the chink 

in your armor

until 

you've been pierced. 

 

Try as I might 

to protect 

to fortify 

to defend

my heart has suffered, 

taken a beating. 

 

 

 

Loving

is a trial by fire. 

 

Loving 

is a...

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Also by Grape:

i don't even want to give you the satisfaction of having your name in the title | made it out alive |

Some Mother's Son

Time for bed, and turning out the
warm lamp lights.
Watching from my bedroom window, 
The park is very much alive tonight. 

The wind, it whistles loudly 
through the rooftops and the trees.
That small old man is back again, 
I see.
He sleeps in the same place in 
the royal oak park in front of me.

On the wood chipped brown bench
Cold, hard and damp. 
He rests his weary body for the...

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Also by Emer Ní Chorra:

Unrequited Love | Sheep |

Big C in the test

I have a lump in my breast.

They want to give it a test.

I hope it fails.

It mustn’t revise,

Must stay unwise.

It really needs to fail.

 

It’s small like a pea.

Hard as a nail.

Attached to my flesh.

Buried inside.

Jelly bean hiding,

terror cells collide.

 

Hand pressing down,

Massaging my breast

It hides for a moment

Just feel my chest.

Then it...

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Also by Louise Clarke:

Homeless Curse |

An Attractive Addiction

A monster has appeared in my body,

A demon has struck I feel shoddy.

You made me think you were the answer to my pain,

I let you in but there was no gain.

 

You soon ruled and became my master,

And led me down a road to disaster.

Now all I do is cheat ,steal and lie.

The deeper I go the more I cry.

 

Drugs have become my best friend,

To stop taking them I see no en...

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Presenting the Present.

Presenting the Present.

 

The Present is a ‘present’: it’s a gift for you and me.

A chance to manage things ‘that are’ or fashion ‘what will be’.

The Present is now happening: it stays with us, throughout.

A ‘multi-choice’ of routes to take - each paved with trust and doubt.

 

For, when we ‘load our bullets (in the Present) to the gun’,

they’re locked, within the Past, wher...

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Also by John Andrew Nield:

'Double' Act! |

Rhyming verse

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