Poetry Blogs (Aug 2019)
You were languishing in your supermarket prison,
surrounded by your companions wearing Mexican hats.
Googly eyes pierced their flesh with thick black moustaches,
drooping and glued underneath.
I rescued you and your fellow inmates from your humiliation.
Today, you sit proudly on the studio desk lit by the sunshine.
Your fleshy leaf-like pads have stretched out into the room with ...
Sunday 25th August 2019 8:04 pm
Also by Jill Ashforth:Rainbows Of Hope | Bach’s Preludes And Fuges | The Time Traveller | Echoes | Feeding The Birds | The Cat Who Forgot How To Miaow | “Fuck you.” | Bodies | Doorways |
English, a language, rich and refined;
All too often, boggles the mind;
The plural of goose is geese;
But, the plural of noose is nooses?
Fellow poets, help me please!
Two mongeese? Or two mongooses?
Sunday 25th August 2019 7:50 pm
Also by Chrystel Roberts:just ducking around! | “Sorry" Is A Sorry Word | Different but Equal | Give a dog a bad name... | Tick-Tock | #wonderful | Beneath Beauty... | Heartbreak and Toothache | HELL, NO! |
All of Beethoven's music I truly adore.
It is something I have to come back to for more.
It reaches my soul more than anything else,
And it comforts my heart when I am by myself.
In his music he shares every part of his life.
He gives us great strength when once there was strife.
He shows the triumph of his spirit over adversity
In remarkable sonatas, concertos and sympho...
Sunday 25th August 2019 7:35 pm
Also by Stuart Vanner:Poetry and Me | The Sun | Indiana Jones | Feelings | Nottingham | James Boswell | Jack Nicholson | Personality | Time | Trust | Philosophy for today | The Story of Our Lives | Summertime | Autumn | Drink | Geniuses | Sweet Contentment | Egalitarianism | Obsession (OCD) | Depression | Trying Times | My Wishes | Friendship | To Harbour a Feeling | Nature |
Three little sparrows came across my way
Church bells ringing in the air of dust and speed
as the night falls into the day
and the fall whispers to the heat of the city
The sparrows turn into light
when they leave the ground
and start their flight
at the crossing of darkness and bright
I follow the birds
The smoke of a finished ...
Sunday 25th August 2019 7:00 pm
I always knew deep down inside the sunshine was only a semi-permanent thing. Who knows what the forecast could bring. Some days the sunshine shined so bright it kissed my skin, and warmed my soul. Were other days, a dark cloud with an antisocial overcast hid it's comforts. Leaving me like a abandoned flower just wilting away. Who really knows why the sunshine was hiding behind those dark heavey cl...
Sunday 25th August 2019 6:57 pm
Also by Amanda Ann;:The Simple Ways | Off To Rocky Veiw For You | Little Ones Of Mine |
Always favoured theory over theology,
Followed the facts and not the mythology.
Cold logical heart burns a hole,
But fairy stories never saved a soul.
Medicine and science can’t explain,
How final release would ease my brain.
Above all of us, there's an eternal truth,
That when life ends, the dying ends too.
Sunday 25th August 2019 5:33 pm
Also by Rob J Mann:The View From Castle Hill, Almondbury | Storm Coming | Festival | Elapsed | Leaving Platform One | Incarcerated | School Reunion | Losing 'It' | Wasted Trees | On the Edge | Cat Fight | All My Own Work | Wild Insomnia | Suicide Note - Death of Insomnia | In Cahoots | Dear Roger | Wildflowers | Billy the Hero/Bedtime | Silent Witness and Silent Witness 2 (Supernova) | Get Real | Revolution | Yes Minister | Spin on This | Primeval | Indian Summer | Phoenix | Leaving My Love |
Here's the science bit... the left side of the brain is where visuals and imaginative ideas are constructed and so....
Is someone being misleading
Telling tales Oh So deceiving?
With every word they utter
There just ain't
Still searching for the truth
But not a single trace
One thing that you must do
As soon as you'v...
Sunday 25th August 2019 5:04 pm
Also by Ruth O'Reilly:Giraffe | Always Intertwined | You only see it when you slow down | D.I.Y An Unfinished Love Story | Brother Leaf | Brexit Poker | Lost Meanings | Escaping Writer's Block | ConVERSEation | Seasonal Variations | Death Card | Glass slipper | Karma | Tarot Reader | Save your poem | Full Moon Rebirth | Deal or No Deal | What I learnt from a tree | A Poetic Heart | Awoke | Thinking Man's Crumpet | Moth in Moonlight | A Dating Conversation | *Tramsendental Love* |
Where is the magic?
We all start out knowing magic.
We are born with hurricanes and whirlwinds,
oceans and galaxies inside us.
We are able to sing to birds and read the clouds
and see the destiny in grains of sand.
But we have forgotten the magic
and we feel without compass, alone and desperately,
only selfishness, only pain, fear and darkness.
But, magic of love has nev...
Sunday 25th August 2019 4:33 pm
Also by alexis karpouzos:YOU CAME IN TO THIS WORLD: ALEXIS KARPOUZOS |
Song of togetherness
Saturday,24th August 2019
What do you think of love?
in its depth
with the heavy breath
does that invite?
the urge for a hug
and make feet to dig the ground
I am unaware of the kiss
that brings shine on the face
love is to bring
a blossom and sing
the song of toge...
Sunday 25th August 2019 4:11 pm
Also by Hasmukh Mehta:Trade war & globalization | Gentleness | Freedom means and | Let it fall | In perfect tune and | Full of illusions | Go a long way | Insult to none | No easy life | Women have | Bind the country | Mind is mirror | Death spares none | With no one | World shall witness | Dark repels | Falling from tree | The role to play | The romance river | No status but | Inspire and get inspired | Peace ambassador | Towards sunset | O,My holy land | Flowers with fragrance | No time for change | Holiest of the holy | Action and actions | let the wisdom | For the centuries | Inner voice | Dissension within | Sanctity of life | Love happiness | Love the nature | The sword | Her unforgettable nature | Poemhunter | Waves rise | The difficult art | Peace drive | No fault with self | Her voice and | Dreams are | Earn the respect | By history | As true human | Peace-real moment | Smell sense |
Don't scream so loud,you'll wake the dead
I'd rather that they stayed in bed!
Sunday 25th August 2019 3:45 pm
Also by Zoë:I'm trying bestie | The move | Sleep paralysis' defence | Shots fired | Shots fired |
A new chapter
For me and you
So is you
All sounds well
Where to restart
Hello, Hi or greetings new
I wish what you want, i Knew
Soul searching, forever renew
Hold my hand
Sunday 25th August 2019 3:34 pm
Also by Do.RoThY:Direction control!! | Take care!! | Conversation!! | Flight of success!! | Anguish!! | Confused!! | True love isn't a good thing!! | Tired!! | Heaviness!! | !! | Silent attack!! | Ocean of love!! | Goin' shoppin!! | Don's poetic blight plight!! | Desires!! | My Knight in shining armour!! | Figure out!!! | Gratitude in attitude!! | Let them flow!! | Eternal love!! (deepest confession) | Puzzled!! | Sleeping my pain away!! | Promises to keep!!! | Lost it!!! | Flickering hope!! | Funeral prayer!!! | I am happy!! | (untitled) | Delighted!! |
He stopped himself from leaving today
went to the pub
put the blade away
He stopped himself from Killing today
shut his mouth
he’d got nothing to say
He stopped himself from feeling today
opened the bottle
let his demons play
He stopped himself from loving today
in his scared to death for them
Sunday 25th August 2019 1:41 pm
Also by Wolfgar:Swipe left | In Defence of Insomnia | Miʿrāj | The Tree in My Garden | The Lazarus Tears | Lanterns | Beyond The Fringe |
A heavy shadow in my heart
In this darkness I did start
To slowly drift and then to sway
And now I have been swept away
On a journey far and wide
A quest to find the light inside
The truest feelings of them all
Staggering, tho not to fall
I seek to know the truest love
And from this darkness rise above
To free my heart from shade and blight
To find the purest, whit...
Sunday 25th August 2019 1:34 pm
Also by Lisa C Bassignani:Dirty Little Secret | My Catalyst | Don't Sell Your Soul Part I (re-post) & Part II | Trouble | Whoa |
Who are you?
A you who has locked yourself away.
Are you vengeful?
Wrecked by pride?
Do you recognise your own face in the mirror -
this new man at odds with the one I used to know-
the old you would have rejected the man you appear to have become.
But it is not within my heart to reject you.
How can I cast you aside?
You, who meant so much to me.
You, who wou...
Sunday 25th August 2019 1:02 pm
Also by Kate G:Gentle activist | Sadness | Antipathy |
Atlas has fallen to his knees for heavy is the burden of Man
And the shoulders of the Earth quake and sway under the burden of Man.
The shoe wounds the soil like shame wounds the soul
And his own mother's cheek scathed and mangled under the heel of Man
And little Wild-Girl-Shrub tamed and trimmed, confined in a concrete corner
Now the air smells of pine and essence of life...
Sunday 25th August 2019 12:21 pm
Also by Mae Foreman:Divine Sacrifice | Appeasement | Well Enough | M15tak3s- A Whateverette |
I still sneak an unsafe peek at,
Dangerous only to myself.
I can't help but wonder
How far this plane will travel
Before you realize
That I am already in the sky,
Miles and miles and miles
Away from you,
But still close enough
That your words
Have not ceased their echoing.
Sunday 25th August 2019 12:19 pm
everything paused when you waved goodbye
just going to work
every possible tragedy occurred
on the empty sofa cushion
on the arm of the chair
where one of your hairs
waved and cast the slimmest grim shadow
bella on her bed
pudding-eyed and half asleep
chewed a clump of dirt
from her forepaw
and flit tongued
it to the floor
the coffee un-poured itself from the cup
and I was suck...
Sunday 25th August 2019 11:51 am
Also by Devon Brock:The Magics | Nature Despised | The Folly of Straight Black Lines | Gray Twists Across Veins and Ribs | On The Kindness of Strangers | The Rule of Thirds | On seeing a photo of an old friend now stricken with ALS - for Laura | Copernicus Shrugged | Rendering A Dream #3 | The Drawn Curtain Ways | If I... | Flint | At Clark and Belmont | Forgotten Sloop Dreams | To Edna | Splattershot #2 | Splattershot | The Sage of Devil's Gulch | Breaking Bread | How Each We Taste The Morning | Translation | For The First Time | Fifteen Miles | Sunset Music | Held Waters | The Lure of the Past - Rejected | A Dull Blade Needs An Edge | Plains Navigation | The Slow Waters of our Love - Ghazal | Selling Ladders for Scrap | To Tracy on our 25th | Random Thoughts on Rocks and Algae | No Shields No Gear | Dreaming of Boats | Responding to an old friend |
I see the fingers of wind
Feeling through the quiet leaves
Stirring them to motion
Teasing them with freedom
It reminds me of the potent saying:
'La petite mort' - 'The little death'.
One of the best captures
Of fulsome orgasm
That I have ever encountered.
'Vive La France!'
Sunday 25th August 2019 11:26 am
Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:Wood Pigeon | The Poetic Pit | To Smite! | SQUIRREL | Peek-a-Boo Blue | The Steepest Street In Town | Social Respect | Old People | 'She's a Prostitute' |
There was always someone in town
who stood out from the crowd
he was the Town Character
most small towns used to have them
until TV came along
and made everyone the same
but back in the day
there was always one person in town
who was a character
known for his long hair or odd dress
his weird opinions or non-conformity
he was they guy who would not fit in
Sunday 25th August 2019 11:01 am
Also by d.knape:Little Lizards | Time On A Platter | Google It | Putting Him Away, a Poem by O.L. Buzzerd | I Phone | Broken Hearts | The F Word | Zombies | Like Trees | Problems | If You Enjoy This Site | Kids On A Beach | One Marble | Losing It | Conspiracy Theories | Roadrunner/Coyote | Finding Places | Thunder | Password | Mom's Birthday | Out To Pasture | The New Version |
She sits on her lonely bed
with a cigarette in her hand
She feels the acid in her belly
and sweat across her forehead
Missing the pictures on the wall
and the happy days gone by
Thoughts run through her head
and sorrow fills her heart
Missing the painted dreams
she is lost in her world
Bearing the old burdens
and scars that won't heal
Taken by the mist of her pain
she longs for better...
Sunday 25th August 2019 10:57 am
The time has come
We need to talk
It’s OK... just say it
Oh, how it hurts
Let’s let it burn
The flames the smoke
Let’s breathe it in
It will turn to dust our sins
Let’s have our new beginning
Sunday 25th August 2019 10:36 am
Also by Julia:Future | Chocolate | Trust | Prince |
I'm having twins ,heavens above!
Ahead, much joy,amazement and love.
Suddenly my pregnancy is a double delight,
Can't wait to see them together in their cot at night.
Will I give them names starting with the same letter?
Rhyming ,matching,soundlike might be better.
Lots of questions cross my mind,
Will their finger prints be the same kind?
Will they share a secret language ...
Sunday 25th August 2019 10:26 am
Also by hugh:Fred's Dilemma | Celebration | Slow down you drive to fast! | Paralytic Patrick |
Hold hard friend and give your attention to this oft rendered tale,
In truth I share it with thee for tis one ignored at your peril,
As we sit here happily ensconced twixt warm hearth and cold ale,
Let me warn ee of the dangerous temptings cast by the the devil.
First look at the ale that be there in thy hand,
And recall the times it crept upon ee til recollection had died yet,...
Sunday 25th August 2019 10:03 am
Also by Jason Bayliss:Sitting On The Shores | A Childhood Nonsense Rhyme From Where I Was Born | I Hope | The Tempest | Sing Me To Sleep | Acceptance | Riffing On Divinity | Sentinel Of The ZZZZZ's |
Cat Beats Gecko
and her skin is translucent as I
Will her into being, so many
planets that numbers
transcend like five eyes
blinking for the last time…
… there is an island where more horrrors
than you could humanly conceive occur, are
occurring this very moment but
draining a swamp is a lot
more dangerous than you think;
for the lizards come out dry and snappin...
Sunday 25th August 2019 9:34 am
A Toilet for Daisy
We recently had the privilege of hearing long-standing WOLer and bovine expert Mr John Coopey share with us his knowledge on how to DIY artificially inseminate our pet bulls. Thankyou for sharing this knowledge with us Mr Coopey. We enjoy a bit of bull every now and again.
Inspired by this I sent my Muse to trawl our cowsheds for inspiration. I specifically tol...
Sunday 25th August 2019 7:59 am
Also by Don Matthews:Party Tricks in Bali | Poets Should Have Standards | Why My Monty Python Audition Was Unsuccessful | Bipolar Fragments | Playful Shoelace Ha Ha Ha | The Laws of War | Hip Hooray | The Americanisation of Australia | Bipolar Mania's Two-Edged Sword | Dedication to the Rose of WOL | Poet's Blight | Manson – The Smell of Evil | McMansions | It's Sunday in the UK | Brothel Planning (just a thought) | Jungle Law | I Am Your Master, You Are My Slave | The Cult of Cosmic Buzz | First Efforts at New-Age Poetry | Resow | Boris Has a Problem | Gloria Laura Vanderbilt | This Aussie Rhymer. What Are We Gonna Do? | Biggo's In My Dictionary |
Heat lightning flicker flashed
paparazzi in fog drop draped dark
flash bulbs pop thunder
distant and static then
Morning rain rhythms
Rain is silent as it falls
pooling puddle gulp
leaf drip plip
splish splash splosh
at the end of its drop
We wait unknowing
the sound we'll make
after our descent
Sunday 25th August 2019 7:21 am
Also by Adam Rabinowitz:Everybody is Writing Love Poems so Here's a Country Song. | Compost | The Times...Are They a Changin? | Parting | Room for Regret | Summer's End | Good Night Moon...not that book. | Pronoun | Olympic Mountains | Desert Landscape | Dedication Page | Travel | Upon Hearing of an ICE Raid: we want the country back | Thank You | Consequence - A Sestina | Weightless | A Question | Dance |
In an organisation where there are too many leaders with best leadership qualities, it's difficult to judge the best solution for any problem. Having intellectuals is a blessing not a bane, if the right method is implemented inorder to achieve the targets.
To cut the long topic short, i will directly come to the point. Without wasting much time, we shall now analyse the best way to combat a dif...
Sunday 25th August 2019 5:52 am
Also by Ghazala Lari:I HAVE A DREAM!! | Harmonic epitome!!! | Education System of Today!!! | WHO AM I? | A stitch in time!! | Hold Your Fire | Women Empowerment |
How do I love?
Wondered the struggling eyes,
As sun's rays reached the pale face,
Into another morning of inquiry,
Whether to carry on or linger,
From, perhaps, a hope for two souls,
That had no home,
Looking and searching,
For, if haven was impossible,
At least a shelter to thrive on,
But to only provide what it needs,
One must let go,
For hope to live...
Sunday 25th August 2019 5:43 am
I’m sorry that I can’t bring myself to like the stories from the book you’ve been reading,
in all honesty all I can see are empty words that are misleading.
Late night arguments,
and even later apologies,
could this really be the pinnacle of conflicting ideologies.
Brown sugar coated lies,
wearing a sweet disguise,
frowned upon by the broken,
trapped behind those beauti...
Sunday 25th August 2019 12:48 am
Steel sharpened to a razor point, used as a blade,
On a day when I was a boy, you a man,
Shards of glass stain still this young boy's blood -
Try grabbing the sharpness of glass as you fall,
Bloody hands sliding down a wall.
At this moment held in perpetuity
A thirty-second item on the local evening news
Framed in the mind of the viewers by stereotypes of blame:
Sunday 25th August 2019 12:31 am
Also by John E Marks:KAFIRISTAN | Writ in water | GLIMPSES | Ordinary lives | They're burning Amazonia | The Resurrection of the dead | The pharmacology of shadow | Above: the Vaulted Sky | Al-Andalus | A permanent loss of happiness | A home I never had | VORTEX | Dark Star | On the Brink | Hearts are thrown at Strangers aren’t they? | STUTTERER | Sonnet | A BOTTLE-NECK BLUES | Moon, moon | The beautiful Cathars of Languedoc | The Last Judgement | THE SNOT-GREEN (WINE-DARK) SEA | HOLY BROKENNESS | A continuing chaos: An American fugue | Under the Moon: An American contrapuntal | i.m. Paul Leon | a wuthering whispering wind | Rhapsody | The season of the witch | Echoes of history | A blackbird sings on Bluebird hill | John Keats 1795-1821 | An old-fashioned sonority | At the wedding of the dead | REQUIEM |
I used to work with a guy called
Dent whose sister’s name was
Pru – she went off the rails when
she over spent which was hardly
very prudent. Dent went to Kent
whilst Pru cleaned the Gents to
pay off all the debt collectors.
Pru now lives in a caravan and
rues the very day her marbles
went – and Dent lives in a tent
somewhere near Brent – I guess
Saturday 24th August 2019 10:28 pm
Also by Philipos:BELLS | DING-DING DING-DING | OPTING OUT | TRAMP SHIPS | LINES | WOODBINES | SILENCE | (untitled) | LILYPADS | SCRIPTS | HI TECH SOLUTIONS | GULLS | MARBLES | ANTS | SCENT |
So like I was telling you, I’ve always considered myself as something of a MOTW but recent events have shown that even I can always find something new to learn.
Take Ben. He’s just started working on a cow farm and he was telling us about how the cows were inseminated.
“By the bull” I hear you say; and, strictly speaking, you’d be right. But not normally by the farmer’s bull.
See, he b...
Saturday 24th August 2019 10:27 pm
Also by John Coopey:TRIG'S BROOM | BORN TOO LATE | THE SLASH APRON | RITES OF PASSAGE | THE LAUGHING POLICEMAN | THE TATTOOED LADY | "FOR THESE" SAID THE FATHER "ARE THE THINGS A BOY SHOULD KNOW" | SITTING NEXT DOOR TO BORIS | A WOMAN'S RIGHT TO CHOOSE |
My first is in teapot but not in kettle
My second is in iron but not in metal
My third is in win but not in lose
My fourth is in sport but not in news
My fifth is in rhythm but not in tune
My sixth is in April but not in June
My seventh is in single but not in double
My eighth is in danger but not in trouble,
What am I?
Saturday 24th August 2019 9:32 pm
Also by branwell kent:The Things We Do To See Each Other Naked | The End Of The Affair | An Everyday Poem | The Youngest Son Wins Again |
there was no answer.
I cross –
stain hath followed.
Saturday 24th August 2019 9:15 pm
Also by Chaz Allen:Cataclysm | Butterfly | Bound | Birth:Death | 3 a.m. |
Poem 159 of 230: WINDERMERE - SUMMER 2001
(TUNE - IN THE KEY OF C MAJOR:
C2 F3 G2 F3 D1 F3 D2 C1 C3
B2 G3 F2 A1 G3 B2 C’1 C’3
C2 F3 G2 F3 D1 F3 D2 C1 C3
B2 G3 F2 A1 G3 B2 C’1 C’3
C2 F2 B2 E’2
E’1 D’1 C’1 B1 A1 G1 F3
C2 F2 B2 E’2
E’1 D’1 C’1 B1 A1 G1 F3)
Some thirteen years from my first visit
(Then, dropped - from hitching - just near;
This time, by train and a downhill walk),
Saturday 24th August 2019 8:48 pm
Observe dear, the way August hides
absorbs it's magic through the veins of our town,
going back in time, conquering places,
searching for the last tone to catch
And it looks like we were here before,
and it looks like we are still part of
this lifestyle blew us out of control,
all that we left,
hidden tattoos on our soul.
Saturday 24th August 2019 8:02 pm
Also by Dragan Bozilov:Baltimore | Escape |
How good our cosy sleep !
The burning smell does not bother
The roomfreshners are doing their jobs.
ok,we need not heed their problems.
We just sleep.
Nightmares are our friends.
Dreams are dead letters.
Hush!We are sleeping.
Saturday 24th August 2019 7:04 pm
Also by AVISHEK GHOSH:Celebration Day |
At least at the last chance saloon
You might be able to rest easy for a while
Maybe have a drink or two
Listen to good music
In this den of no hopers
Desperate prayers fly up
Dreams come crashing down
And all that's left is another gamble
The one armed-bandit turned slowly
Into a whole new ball game
The odds were fixed on the screens
Saturday 24th August 2019 5:27 pm
(I have been urged by a dear, dear soul mate to publish this again. So here it is..)
You speak of freedom.
But imprisoned within your prejudiced cell,
chained to your capitalist creed,
trapped within sexist differentials
drunk on delusion
Opinion coloured by your petty black and white dichotomies.
Then the grating sound of rolling ...
Saturday 24th August 2019 3:40 pm
Also by Chakraj:JEFFY YOU DIAMOND GEEZER | The Awakening | Come with me to a higher ground | F**k the Forgive and Forget mantra | Knowing Me |
THE PLANETS KNOW THEIR PLACE
Saturday 24th August 2019 2:58 pm
Also by ray pool:MY FATHER WALKS | A DAY IN THE LIFE | THE SANDS OF TIME | JULIA THE PECULIAR | TIES THAT BIND | ON WATCH | MOAN ALONE |
I sent my invitation
to the voices in my head
Then emptied out my mind
to weigh on what they said
I’m musing my responses
I thought I would be fine
But I’m falling out of kilter
at least one step behind
I’m standing where I should be
But it’s empty space and time
And nowhere is a place
Where there is no paradigm
So is this a destination
Saturday 24th August 2019 2:52 pm
The wide pale blue, milk stirred through it
a vague moon still out, horses’ tails lash satin
it’ll be warm soon.
Bella, my holidog, weaves
under early elderberries
with her typical hoovering nose sweep
just the occasional frown back
as if to say,
‘you’re not too good at this, are you?’
I respond despondently.
All the nature fruit seems early
Saturday 24th August 2019 2:04 pm
you got a shiny new bike
all I ever got was love
doing headstands on a mountainside
all I ever got was love
in a world of shiny things
you’ve gone insane
maybe I can help you with this
in my own way
you want everything
all I ever got was love
past the point of embarrassing
when jungles are burning up
and you’re spinning in yo...
Saturday 24th August 2019 1:32 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:We're on the co-pay | What doesn't work as a lesson | When were we? | Strangers | Everything's a metaphor | Crying | Boring History Shit | Enormous Doubts | Unproven Theories | Have you become this |
when I'm alone
loses it's color
and i begin to fade
Saturday 24th August 2019 11:27 am
Also by Eiren Water:& love & need & love & need... | Tried, I did. | I said to him one afternoon... | story time |
early morning at the clothes bank.
filling the scoop wondering
what will become of my
too-tight 501s. - black.
and stretch-waist Terylene
‘sta-prest’ work slacks - navy.
will an immigrant from overseas
cut a dash in them?
a sub-Saharan African?
or a local street vagrant?
will they be pulped,
reduced to newsprint?
sold on ebay?
Saturday 24th August 2019 10:08 am
Also by Rick:true story (sort of) | Terry Street - revisited (after Douglas Dunn) |
As to the battle's insisted upon
by the bloodthirsty
but with the enforcer's weapon
placed against foreheads-impossible?
fulfilling their murderously disguised duties
has to be
staining the soul? staining the earth?
no need to worry on that score say the hierarchies
Arguments on behalf of peace are always sidelined
the mass killings of and by t...
Saturday 24th August 2019 9:22 am
Also by Mr LEON STOLGARD:Taken aback and back | Demon clutched | Here's to the memorial palais | Stranger and stranger the change | An offering to the god of WOL, but first........ | That ( occasional ) shit feeling | Food banking | Slate quarries | optimistically rallying non-defeatist rhyme | Night struggle | last let down | who stole the fucking STOP RIGHT FUCKING NOW! sign? ( eco rant ) | Credence | Again the fall out | Struggle of the unwanted |
Also if chosen I would insist on the following that:
1) Speakers have a full head of hair.
2) Speakers are under 30 years of age.
3) Speakers are are NOT allowed to put a finger in their ear.
4) Speakers are only allowed to give a recital when there are 50+ people in the room.
5) No group fotos are allowed.
6) No shirts outside t...
Friday 23rd August 2019 10:55 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:Black man's burden | Puss in milk | Faraged | Daughter in 2020 (Dementia onset) | Schematic phrases |
fucky fucky foo
down in the guttalus
shit on my shoe
Friday 23rd August 2019 10:22 pm
Also by Brian Maryon:3D Printing | Chicken Vindaloo and how it led to the change of lifestyle and eventual demise of Dr. Patel |
Hot weather sweat drag
Swatting at flys and nothing
Looking for something to get you through
Collecting morning dew on your ripped shoes
Trying to understand the blues like B.B. told us
Lovelust, leaking from my eyes when you touch my shoulder
Pitchers poured, ideals gored, truth twisted taut
A lot that could go wrong, all over the world getting lost
The bugs will outlast us, the way we're...
Friday 23rd August 2019 8:34 pm
Also by Patrick Kennon:Lemon seeds | Trashtruck bhat | VA pill bottle | Lucky | Origami hawks | Newport 100 Bugs | White Krylon | Lantana Lights | Frayed knot | Grasshopper music | Spider strider | Her | Cauterized wire heart | Where did we go? | The moon is shooting lightning bolts | Eyelash Feather |
His Most High, Excellent Awfulness, Lord of the Winged Hordes
Reminds all viceroys, manipulators and controllers
That we are at war!
The coming invasion will fail for we are everywhere.
Darkness covers the earth, complete domination is near.
Fear Me with full awe!
For My reward for failure is excruciating pain,
So make very sure My reign extends and deepens all unseen
Friday 23rd August 2019 8:17 pm
Also by afishamongmany:Dogs and Decadence | Spectator? Participator? Instigator? |
Let the wind free
Where 'er you may be
Church or Chapel
Let it rattle
Friday 23rd August 2019 6:54 pm
Searching for socratic inspiration
pen craves poetic appetite
emotional sunbeams golden moments
first taste not enough.
Friday 23rd August 2019 4:43 pm
Also by Nigel Astell:The Ambush |
I wish I owned
a big house
with a big wall
so that everyone
I love and have
ever loved were
all inside, safe,
sound and warm.
Because a storm
has come now
to engulf us,
to tear us apart.
We’ll need glue
My mothers lucky charms.
Friday 23rd August 2019 11:19 am
Also by Ralph Dartford:The Paint Stained Screamer (after David Hockney) | What Thought Did |
From out of a bottle
comes not a genie
but a cloud arises
as a fog to the mind
A hazy perspective is formed
as illusions are created
a temprament is tainted
The bottle is replenished
fog and mists do envelope
an abstract control is formed
which distorts and damages
even others about
Put the genie back inside
reseal the bottle
breathe a c...
Friday 23rd August 2019 10:42 am
Also by keith jeffries:Das Reich ist gefallen | Heart Attack | Damaged for life | All around us | The Elite | A Reverie | The Emperor came to call |
Via the phone
When I heard your voice
Having a friendly tone--
At long last you have won--
My diffidence and anxiety gone
An electrifying ecstasy
Charged my heart's zone,
Who fate was
To ceaselessly lament and moan.
The vein inundating feeling
You evoked, anon,
Percolated down to every bone
To each love thirst
Friday 23rd August 2019 8:57 am
He walks as he chants, feeling the grass beneath his feet
Smiling inwardly, he knows who he came here to meet
Sacred sounds reverberate, into air and within the ground
Soon it happens, by him they swoop, begin to fly around
Warmer weather is here, swallows confirming this
As by fractions of a centimetre our shaman they miss
Feeling his energy, chanting he continues, projecting lo...
Friday 23rd August 2019 7:45 am
Also by Dean Fraser - The Quantum Poet:ARE YOU READY? | Talking to Myself | Supermarket | EVE? |
He'll check his life away wishing that he could hold her hand one more time for the ending was always dyer.
Friday 23rd August 2019 5:39 am
Also by Damon Blackery:A Question of Love | No More Spaghetti Monster | Follow You | A Disturbing Fear of Bitter Blasphemy Broken Upon All The Wounds | (untitled) | 01101001 00100000 01101100 01101111 01110110 01100101 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 | Family Man | Melancholy | Lately | 24 Hours | Poem For Death | sorry | ... The Way I See Things | Split Personality (T&A) | Firefly | New Affinity |
I believe if we knew love as more than four letters,
perhaps when we met her, we would let her stay.
I belive when we all know her on a first name basis,
she will still somehow look like hundreds of faces.
I believe that where love is,
there healing also dwells.
In the little house that is so often driven by.
The very thing that hurt me, healed me.
So I ...
Friday 23rd August 2019 5:36 am
Is nothing sacred anymore?
What a dumb thing to ask.
Burn the world down,
For all I care.
Just save me for last.
Not even death can save us,
We strange, confused animals.
Once it was all there was,
And now it is all there is,
And soon it will be nothing more
Than a choice
For me and you.
The world ended,
And we missed it.
Too high to see it,...
Thursday 22nd August 2019 10:12 pm
Also by R.C. Roberts:The Leaves Covering the Heart | Kissing the Sun | Stealing from Nietzsche's Wine Cellar | A Spider's Furnace |
Even when the skies are forecast,
your unwavering presence
puts my heart at ease.
Though I may not see,
I can certainly feel
you are there.
Thursday 22nd August 2019 9:36 pm
Shallow brains,gather loniness.Fear brings about a weak soul.we were one but you made us two....
Close your eyes and cry me a tune,,for you miss me but i never think of you.
Maybe i'm over thinking,or maybe its you,,maybe everything you talked about could be true.
Sometimes you never know what to expect ,sometimes it recks your inside.There is a space where a heart once belonged.
Thursday 22nd August 2019 6:27 pm
Also by Blackrose:The wrong step toward things👣 | Insanity💋 | My tea cup💕 |
"Mom, the day I grow up,
I will earn lot of money
and will gift you all the luxury."
A kid promised his mother,
seeing her in old faded saree.
Kid grew up,
earned lot of money,
but forgot his promise.
All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems
Thursday 22nd August 2019 6:12 pm
Also by Ankita Srivastava:Me and my poetries❤️ | Storm and sunshine | Tale of tiny wings |
Ik khayal yun he merey dil mey ata hai
Chahat key nagmey sunney ka waqt mera bhi aya hai
Yeh ik ehsas hai zaruri, sochta hai dil meyra bhi
Kash koi toe ho, jo meyrey liyey bhi aahein bharta
Kash koi toe aisa hota jo mujhko bhi khat likhta
Kash koi hota jo mujhsey sachchi muhabbat karta
Jitna main chahtee hoon usko, kaash koi mujhko bhi chaahta
Ik ehsaas dil ka dil mey ufanta h...
Thursday 22nd August 2019 5:28 pm
Also by Merey Jazbaat:Meri mohabbat sirf tum ho!! | aie kaash!!! |
The patients wait patiently for his dulcet tones
He sits there with headset and microphone
Most maybe sick and lying in bed
But they still can’t wait to hear Ranting Reg
If it’s cricket scores you want to hear
Or old music remixed and well stirred
Lie back, tune in, just give it a whirl
and listen to Ranting Reg
Ranting Reg knows his stuff
Of Ranting Reg can’t get enough
He plays the...
Thursday 22nd August 2019 4:25 pm
Also by Fred Varden:Naturally Innate | Rumours | Rats | My Kind of Life |
war like shining light exalted one
person of power she is one
never a nemesis too far from home
but always protected
no unfinished battle
left un Faught
no wasted battles
at war she was taught
war like mother
repetition of name
from the strongest of wombs
comes stronger again
although her title stages a fight
right in the middle a shining light
this says it all to me she...
Thursday 22nd August 2019 9:31 am
Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:Joe | Laurel tree victorious bright sea(laura) | Sister | Put the fire out | Extra Large Sized Men's Padded Hooded Parker |
At the hospital
At the waiting sit my wife is in with her doctor
In front of me to comely women sit one wears
A big bun in the back of her hair, the other one
A smaller bun.
I speculate if this bun difference manifests
Itself in their nether regions. My moral self,
steps in: don’t think like that the Me-too will
come after you, and that is scary,
A woman in a whee...
Thursday 22nd August 2019 9:25 am
Also by jan oskar hansen:travel light | sharks | A Family | a beach in cascais | the way | the king | a small collection | the first voyage | before daylight | early one morning | the passing of time | separate tables | would-be-writer | broken mirror | literature & booze | snow 1956 | identity | our dogs | the tremor | my life | what happen to ringss |
With age, I can’t help wondering.
If I taught my children, enough.
Teaching them what they need to know
To get through their day-to-day life.
Like being respectful to all they meet.
Saying thank you, please and bless you
To friendly strangers they greet.
Teaching them kindness, I hope will be enough.
I hope it’s enough to teach them patience....
Wednesday 21st August 2019 10:54 pm
Also by Belinda Sue Kiser:A Destiny Divine | Ocean City Marland | Did You Know I Have Cancer | Hurricane Sandy | Patience |
The argument stops. Slowly the heat dissipates;
clouds drift away over torrid skies.
The silence is broken by a dripping tap;
water easing past a damaged washer,
falls, swells and falls again.
A few words return; the question is repeated,
hanging on each pulse and breath.
The droplet hangs too,
bending the light,
distilling this moment and mocking the room...
Wednesday 21st August 2019 10:49 pm
Also by Jonathan Humble:Still Life | Gift | If I wanted to ... |
What comes from the heart,
goes to the heart.
Every word uttered and
every thought, thought.
It always ends where it starts.
Every piece given,
is always replenished.
Like water to a river,
Love flows through our veins,
yet still remains.
Wednesday 21st August 2019 10:04 pm
Also by DeVaughn:No Conspiracy |
Wednesday 21st August 2019 3:59 pm
Also by Rays Chinonyerem Chinwendu:WHY DO KIDS HAVE TROUBLE FOCUSING IN SCHOOL? | TEARS OF NIGERIA |
Have I caught a cold?
I can feel it in my bones
this hollow sense that I can’t shake
when I gauge the current state
you’re not paper anymore
and it’s not news
just the inevitable unfolding
an unstoppable rolling
towards flag waving
a dismantling, dividing
This news, this news
gives me contusion blues…
Politics is broken, democracy’s a jok...
Wednesday 21st August 2019 3:18 pm
Also by Tom:We Were Beautiful | Don't Look And It Won't Hurt |
I'm sorry for inviting myself I just wanted to spend more time with you
And if I'm in your way I'll stand in the corner and wait for you
Now I'm sorry to be a bother but do you think I can have some water
To wash away my insecurities but I know you'll give them back to me
I don't know what you want from me but I just want your company
Find what you're looking for and take it all from me
Wednesday 21st August 2019 1:45 pm
Also by Nick:Dejection. |
Share all the love
within your soul.
it will find
into your broken heart
... and stay.
Wednesday 21st August 2019 7:22 am
Also by Allyzone Spoken Word:A river of memories | Inside my soul | Darkness and a pretty smile | Dance with me | Dandelion | Memories of you | Right here |
sorry ; to the hearts I abused '
The lies i told , and those I used.
The pain I caused and tears I made fall,
These deep; I'm sorry's : goes out to all.
A child thats growing, will make mistakes
Until one day: knowledge; will take it's place .
Without wrongs ' there are no rights
Without struggles ' there are no fights.
No longer a child : yet mistak...
Tuesday 20th August 2019 7:35 pm
Also by Lysa d:You're power |
If, armed with our forebears' fortitude, we steer
Our watchful way past Project Fear
Towards the light beyond the exit
Of the delayed departure point called Brexit,
With them in spirit, once more we'll fly
Across the welcoming world-wrapped sky.
Tuesday 20th August 2019 2:27 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:THE SHRINE OF WHINE | CREDO | BRING ME SUNSHINE | REPEAT AFTER ME | THE GLOBAL MEDIA |
A love so deep, I can not sleep.
Forever awake in a bliss, endless dream
I guess my thoughts are yours to keep.
Alone again, I tried counting sheep
But even in the dark empty you brightly gleam
A love so deep, I can not sleep
Even as I make my fearful leap,
I see you, in the peaceful stream.
I guess my thoughts are yours to keep
It’s been so long I can’t h...
Tuesday 20th August 2019 2:31 am
I struggle greatly with the idea that I am inconsequential.
That I am but a flash in the lives of those whom I cherish.
It takes not but a moment for me to be convinced that my time in their hearts has expired.
Yet several lifetimes could pass, and I would still fear the day my nightmarish internal prophecy would be realized.
The warmth of someone’s love confuses...
Monday 19th August 2019 9:57 pm
The engine’s soft hum,
Out of the dawn-lit window,
Snowy jagged peaks
— Descending to Geneva, early morning local time
Endless stairs spiraling up
Tomb of ancient stone
— Saint Piere Church Geneva, South Tower
Monday 19th August 2019 2:54 pm
Also by Kwan Srijomkwan:Chocolates |
UNTIL THE DARKNESS COMES.
Her light is fading slowly
But the memories which made us one
Will burn brightly in my heart
Until forever ends
There are no guarantees
Only the inevitable
I may lose the shell which surrounds her
But her essence will always be
The other half of me.
Our souls will be
As long as memory endures
Surely sadness will...
Monday 19th August 2019 11:17 am
Wished to be a follower
Having seen the Sphere.
Wished to follow
But could not keep
Neither words nor remained worth.
Tried to follow Byron
To acknowledge the ray-on
But only remained bare
To be inside the bar-on.
Tried to follow
William long fellow
Rather remained long away
Didn’t remembered f...
Monday 19th August 2019 8:03 am
Also by ajay kumar sahoo:THE ECHOING GREEN | agony |
Sunvivid atomlight, whirled around in blue.
Let a body of wisdom accumulate.
And grow, nurtured in each experience;
one unique basketful per unique hand.
Mementos of years, bones after the feast-
collected knowledge to lock in dusty drawers.
But wisdom, as love, will not know itself caught
so think not to break free, all being well.
Sometime, for the sake of good hungering
Monday 19th August 2019 7:00 am
Also by Adam Whitworth:As I Rambled | Crux | Commute |
His name was Sam
But he was always known as Samsez
He spoke of himsen in the third person
If Sam was gunna do summet,
He wun’t say “I’m gunna do summet”
He’d say “Sam’s gunna do summet”
Annoying or what?
That’s just the half of it
He began each sentence with the word Samsez
So it’d go
“Samsez… Sam’s gunna do summet”
His sad tales took ...
Sunday 18th August 2019 1:09 pm
Sunday 18th August 2019 1:15 am
Death, dying, passing, departure, dissolution
The fear of the end, but why
For some the end is the only answer
For some the darkness is the light
For some it is the saving grace from the hell of the light
This world can be so cruel, so cold, so unfair
For some the only answer is a bottle, a pill, a blade
Those are the people we push away, we judge, when they may not have found...
Saturday 17th August 2019 7:22 pm
visualization 1.33, promontory (topography in the digital age--I know this place like the back of my hand)
lock away every sin against fragility stack upon stack
inside great towers like time compartmentalizing
the compounding sounds of nascent hostility
from the acrid smell of fear
I am building a city, you know...
hemming in every needling derision that slips subtly under thickened skin
binding up every bludgeoning chill that hits the bone and ensures I'm broken in
In the hea...
Saturday 17th August 2019 7:08 pm
Also by elPintor:rare birds |
MUSINGS WHILE STARING AT HEATHER
August’s more reluctant dawns mark shorter summer days
and darker dusks on beloved Blackdown Ridge, splashing
heatherspreads of violet blue and myriad hues of
purples, pinks midst random sprays of mottled mauves;
as if to mark the Northern reaches of the nation’s
newest Park, its endowment designed to accommodate
its spine, the ancient South D...
Saturday 17th August 2019 5:02 pm
Also by Peter Taylor:MIND GAMES |
Today is Sunday Paul, let's 'get lost'!
Let's escape the City smoke and frost.
Put Martha on the back seat of the car.
A destination unknown, drive away far.
We'll ignore all road signs, left or right.
I can walk in the woods, you can write!
Let's 'get lost' today, drive anywhere.
We can just be together without a care
No other place today do you have to be.
Just feel the freedom and be w...
Saturday 17th August 2019 9:45 am
Also by Mike Bartram:Rainbow |
I feel . . .
I feel life
I feel loss
don't know death
so can't feel it
I saw bright flowers,
picked blue berries,
(a mixing bowl full)
visited my VA doctor
ordered a creamy breve,
served by a sensuous woman.
walked around the garden
ate a few cherry tomatoes
looked at the dogwood tree,
a living memorial to life
here breathing with us all,
gifted by two dear friends...
Saturday 17th August 2019 8:59 am
Also by Fred Nicholson:a Bloody Tune in 1968 | the Space Creep | Superstition | Eye Peace | Your Worst Nightmare | a Blank Page | Bullet-Ten Questions | We will outlive them. | Because | superstition | Forget 1 |
In the darkness
Streams fell down
An emotion came ashore
It was shielded inside
A box with a lock
There was no key.
Saturday 17th August 2019 6:32 am
Here is my set recorded live today in memory of Peterloo at Manchester's Peterloo Soapbox (outside Manchester's Home) containing two new poems
Friday 16th August 2019 9:25 pm
Go for the glow
of good health.
Go for the glow
of a clear conscious.
Go for the glow
Go for the glow
of dreaming fearlessly.
Go for the glow
of giving generously.
Go for the glow
of loving unconditionally.
Go for the glow
of a life well lived.
Friday 16th August 2019 4:41 pm
Also by Vautaw:Third Eye Blind |
behind a banner
woven with us
a strength greater than us each
now living in us all.
our bodies may go ashen
'neath the rigors of our peril
but the masts of what we stood for
shall sail our souls far beyond
where we fell.
tho widows wept
we are the history of runes
tracked nameless in the mud
burned true in a crucible
carried on wit...
Friday 16th August 2019 12:32 pm
Also by Zach Dafoe:witness bourne (Ray Charles Jr, 08/09) |
The human mind is the ONLY thing in the entire universe that does not decay with time!
Our minds grow in size, strength and possibility all the while wadeing against the eneviatable decay of the vertical, the physical body they are carried through their moment in time in.
As our intelligence expands and our library of experienced knowledge grows, it becomes a race against the...
Friday 16th August 2019 5:55 am
Also by Tui Dragonfly:Fingers of God - Meditations of a little cat | Heading towards 50 with Stardust and Atom Light as my guides | Autumn Stardust - Time is ours to control, we just gotta let go |
these children of mine are gods finest pieces
no discoloration or unwanted creases
a true artist masterpiece of such fine taste
so smart strong and beautiful didnt leave nothing to waste
the first months of your life were painful but boy it made you strong
and for those who said you wouldnt make it i know youll prove em wrong
i hope one day you will forgive and uderstand...
Thursday 15th August 2019 6:10 pm
Also by Danny Giesbrecht:the strength of a begining and a end |
Now the news presenters are like frightened animals we keep as pets.
I've slipped so far below your standards I can't even see you anymore.
She came as a murderer to me killing with pleasure my human innocence.
You can spit in my face but your spitting into the sky.
God is giving birth to deformed angels. The reign of the fallen is close at hand.
Thursday 15th August 2019 4:49 pm
Also by Daniel King:Fragments "Learning To Drown" | Fragments "Lost But Not Known Yet" | Fragments "The Procreation Of Space" | Fragments "I See You Swimming In The Canvas Of Closed Eyes." | Fragments "She Pulls Away The Fabric Of My Flesh" | Fragments "To Undo And In Undoing To Become" | Fragments "Falling Into Form" | Fragments "The Desire Of Ghosts" |
here is a planet that could be my mind
valleys bottomless, mountains that defy measurement
there is a wrong sky overhead
presently brimmed with one of its multitudinous disagreeable moods
the ground belonging to my feet alters shape
as if I had committed a crime against it
sentencing me to stumble after stumble
from the home of my sad internal sight
I can see how shado...
Thursday 15th August 2019 12:55 pm
Also by Rose Casserley:evaluating you | boarding school regrets | to a great inspirer | stitches in time | GENTLE JESUS (or) jEaLOuS jIM | resolutioner | age disbeliever | last in line | Aesop's inspirations |
There are times your dancers undermine
the humanist in me. In that northern
Cockaigne, you viewed with a realist's eye,
their heartiness tramps to raucous tuning.
Unconstrained, the couples are blatant;
the heaving trestles piled with plates.
Such carouses, what were they to you?
Did you celebrate, despise, or pity?
For there is shown mere lumbering daftness,
feet clumping across the fl...
Thursday 15th August 2019 10:21 am
Also by David Cooke:MAN ON A WIRE |
Is not mine
But our time
You’ve made your bed in my dreams
I lie in it
this isn’t me
I would part with my skin
If it weren’t attached
And never look back
Each night when I close my eyes for sleep
I see you in my head
Your feet poke out one side of your bed
It makes me giddy for you
I end up crawling in bes...
Thursday 15th August 2019 9:13 am
Also by Alexandra Parapadakis:Please don’t make yourself at home |
Tranquility in your presents
doves pecking as our kiss is tending
lips lock our mind in a spell, as the doves sing their song, letters spelling in the air.
clouds draw me close for a better look
fractals in the nooks, lump to lump, baby rainbows extend their hand and shake with glee
telling my lover she is the best mother to be
She see's the beauty in my beastial nature, cal...
Thursday 15th August 2019 2:35 am
Also by Shawn Garcia:Cipher's Guilt |
Beatrice And Her Good-Luck Bracelet
The heir to a large fortune, Beatrice Bulford didn’t
really need to push herself academically,
and though she’s always regarded herself as socially conscious,
she still sups £50 bottles of champagne at Glyndebourne Opera,
an event I attended with my wife, who felt these occasions
would help me advance in the world of academia.
However, all I ach...
Wednesday 14th August 2019 6:54 pm