Poetry Blogs (Jul 2019)
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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 nunya: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 |
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 ...
Sunday 28th July 2019 8:42 am
Also by kJ Walker:The Ghost Of Our Old Granny |
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...
Sunday 28th July 2019 6:49 am
Also by Robert Williams:My Abyss - A Blackhole | Energy | Battles Wars Crusades | You decide | Enough |
In honor of a night time stroll
I won’t let you down; you should say no more!
Here, take my hand. Let’s walk out this door
to be young again, like we did before…
The air will be warm, a balmy night
We’ll grab beers to go and a smoke to light
As we make our way down an empty street
moon light, flood light, crickets on repeat
At the end right there an ancient house...
Sunday 28th July 2019 3:35 am
Also by Rebecca:One Final Hurt | Bloodstone |
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.
Saturday 27th July 2019 8:45 pm
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 |
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,
They did their part well.
Have you heard the silent scream?
Saturday 27th July 2019 6:51 pm
Also by AVISHEK GHOSH:(untitled) | Debt |
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...
Saturday 27th July 2019 5:12 pm
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...
Saturday 27th July 2019 12:45 pm
Also by Yakuti:Anxiety | 5am |
How age aches - for younger bones
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
Saturday 27th July 2019 9:51 am
Also by DESMOND CHILDS:different windows |
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
Saturday 27th July 2019 6:50 am
Also by MyDystopiA:Deadwood |
Pitter patter of the rain
used to remind me of,
muddy shoes and smelly toes..
But now, it reminds me of,
& a journey I could have
Saturday 27th July 2019 3:53 am
Why you make her cry?
Does it really hurt inside?
Bed sheets are cold
All my blood is gone
Chained to my wrist
Eat my heart
What have you done?
All my bruises are dumb
Swollen lymph nodes
Tiny red spots
Epistaxis of my life
Give her a break
And let her smile
All my life is on that bed
Why don't you let the leukocytes breath?
Saturday 27th July 2019 2:32 am
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
Friday 26th July 2019 7:52 pm
Also by Josie Harris:Love it or Leave it | (untitled) |
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’...
Friday 26th July 2019 6:30 pm
Also by Sarah Dar:To Be | Live Some | Preservation | Limits | You |
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 clues as t...
Friday 26th July 2019 4:25 pm
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 |
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.
Friday 26th July 2019 1:06 pm
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...
Friday 26th July 2019 9:57 am
Also by Jason Bayliss:Bye Dad | Atrophy | Life And Its Alternatives |
is genocide by default?
To wilfully execute
such wanton atrocities
on future generations
crimes against humanity.
Friday 26th July 2019 9:13 am
Also by Richie Muster:They Be The Worst (Apologies to Mr. L.) | Iron (For Him) |
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
Friday 26th July 2019 8:02 am
Also by eve nortley:Demi Stalker | Ecologists Haiku | I Wish... | Outside Walmart | It's War | OUTSIDE TIME |
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.
Friday 26th July 2019 7:31 am
Also by Jon Stainsby:Treedom | The Quiet People | Colour - Gold | Incessant time | Always worth holding on | My lost flower | Hardy folk |
Full of starry eyed glee
Feeling whole and complete
Becoming two as one
Thursday 25th July 2019 11:23 pm
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 |
Words are the colors,
on the strokes of thoughts,
the beautiful the thoughts,
mesmerizing is the painting
enchanting the soul,
also known as poetry. ❤️✨
Thursday 25th July 2019 11:18 pm
Also by Ankita Srivastava:Darkness and light | Diva | Rose - Petals or Prickles | Just let it fly |
There was a storm of hatredness
That Storm hit me with
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 ...
Thursday 25th July 2019 1:17 pm
Also by Bindu Trigunayak:I wish to have peace of mind.. |
beneath veneers and gallows' grins
An underworld of chiding hymns
taken jagged between razor hail
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
Thursday 25th July 2019 4:41 am
Also by Zach Dafoe:things I see when I close my eyes |
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...
Thursday 25th July 2019 2:02 am
Ga Ga romama
Please don’t stop
Ga ga rhyme
Rock and roll
Drill and soul
Rap and r ‘n b
Breaks the mould
it sets you free
The Urban Poet 2019
Wednesday 24th July 2019 11:38 pm
Also by Rick Varden:The Enemy Within | Blind Date |
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.
Wednesday 24th July 2019 4:21 pm
Also by Peter Taylor:HANGING FROM THE RAFTERS | STEPPING OUT | SET ADRIFT BY SCIENCE | THREE WARM EVENINGS IN A ROW | LOVES NOT LOST |
There is no
There are no
And watch them
And you see their
Hear their lips
Not a word they
Though the sounds
Is heart felt as
Long as you
To feel the
I don’t know
Tuesday 23rd July 2019 8:58 pm
Also by Twilbury Wist:lost and forgotten souls | Absent |
When I die
They'll not be a cloud in the sky
They'll be riot vans
All around the haligonian streets
As the public are treated to ska at 140 beats
A group of mourning maidens
Will be in black on every street corner
With a "punk with a northern soul" t shirt to adorn her
The ladies and friends I have admired
Will be quoted in high regard
And my adversaries will be silenc...
Tuesday 23rd July 2019 12:43 pm
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
Tuesday 23rd July 2019 12:13 pm
Also by Randy Horton:Whispers of Su Dongpo in Bamboo Sway | No One Will Be There But Jesus | Poetry is Regional |
Reaching the soul
Leaving nothing in its wake
But utter despair
Engulfing the heart
Sealing the cracks and healing the heart
Tuesday 23rd July 2019 5:08 am
Also by jami:Time |
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...
Monday 22nd July 2019 11:51 am
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...
Sunday 21st July 2019 6:51 am
Frozen or falling; I feel like rain
Saturday 20th July 2019 4:13 pm
Also by Sophie:Flies | We are not your fucking pets. | In the shower |
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...
Saturday 20th July 2019 3:24 pm
ti qëndron, palëkunjur
ti e përbuzura
ti je grua
që krijove botën
që ti synon ta rrënosh
që dhurove jetë
ti grua, ti nënë
Manhattan, New York
Friday 19th July 2019 7:43 pm
Also by Sebahate J. Shala:Ti, Dhunuesi | Bacit Fil |
I find myself asking many questions.
They are often easy to answer, and,
without a second thought, the answers are
hard to question.
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 ...
Friday 19th July 2019 3:53 pm
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...
Friday 19th July 2019 1:08 pm
Also by Do.RoThy:Selective information. | On the wings of our love | Kuch toe bolo!! | Seedha rasta (straight path) | Jhilmil sitarey (twinkling stars)) | Kasak!! | Ik nazam apkey naam!!! |
"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...
Friday 19th July 2019 10:40 am
Also by Chris Armstrong:The Land |
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...
Thursday 18th July 2019 7:25 pm
Also by Mini S:Wish to go back |
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.
Thursday 18th July 2019 6:25 pm
Also by Astrid:What's the point? |
Hate on Tap
LOCK HER UP!
BUILD THE WALL!
SEND HER BACK!
Rouse the mob!
Rouse the mob!
Rouse the mob!
Hate on tap
Hate on tap
Hate on tap
No more of that
Thursday 18th July 2019 4:29 pm
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...
Thursday 18th July 2019 12:22 pm
Also by Mike Bartram:Storm |
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
Thursday 18th July 2019 2:26 am
Also by racha:easy roads |
I was a little disappointed in my memory today
Turns out one book was two books
Though probably because the events of the second book
Could have fit at the end of the first
Research ruins childhoods
A movie you loved
When you were small
Watched with adult eyes
Oh, God, it's horrible
Hollywood doesn't ruin childhoods
It just displays the bad taste
Wednesday 17th July 2019 8:32 pm
Also by Collin Pulmano:Cerdd y dydd: Diwrnod pump | Cerdd y dydd: Diwrnod pedwar | Cerdd y dydd: Diwrnod dau | Cerdd y dydd: Diwrnod un | Martina McBride had it right |
Here I stay in a place I haven’t yet known sitting as an anxiety infused soul.
I am not a being wrapped in flesh but a being wrapped in fear.
It’s the uncertainty of the unknown that bothers me, what I won’t know till later and the things staring me down but I can’t see.
The oblivion of tomorrow is what gets me.
I let the worry choke me until I’m too worn to fight back any longer, ...
Wednesday 17th July 2019 2:22 am
Legalistic fairy tales...
Off the rails.
Can't count past ten
Contemplate radio waves..
Syncronized swimming and decadence
Bestowed crowns with jewels
Love is a distant memory
Tuesday 16th July 2019 2:47 pm
Also by Pagan Poetry:Time and Place |
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
Tuesday 16th July 2019 2:10 pm
Also by Neil Francis Brooks:The awful punctuation | Soft translations from a unknown language | Outside a gallery | Proving a circle |
Tuesday 16th July 2019 1:16 pm
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
to disguise my beauty
behind this mask
a delicate flower
the Art god mastered
pebble dashed and pla...
Tuesday 16th July 2019 3:42 am
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 |
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...
Monday 15th July 2019 9:37 pm
When standing still
I can see you have arrived
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 vibr...
Monday 15th July 2019 4:54 pm