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Flor de Mai

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 ...

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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 |

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English is Greek to me!

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?


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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...

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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 |

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Time travels

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


Time travels

The sparrows turn into light

when they leave the ground

and start their flight

Life unravels

at the crossing of darkness and bright


I follow the birds

The smoke of a finished ...

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The Lonley Pale Flower

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...

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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.

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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 |

What's Left?

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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 

No believing

Still searching for the truth

But not a single trace

One thing  that you must do

Look straight 


Their face

As soon as you'v...

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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* |



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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...

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Also by alexis karpouzos:



Wake the dead!

Don't scream so loud,you'll wake the dead

I'd rather that they stayed in bed!

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Also by Zoë:

I'm trying bestie | The move | Sleep paralysis' defence | Shots fired | Shots fired |


A new chapter

Beginning anew

Hoping success

For me and you


A start

Relation blooms

Greater care

Forever stays


I'm ready

So is you

All sounds well

Happiness dwells


Where to restart

Hello, Hi or greetings new

I wish what you want, i Knew

Soul searching, forever renew


Welcome friend

Hold my hand 

Gliding through

Skies blue

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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!! |

The man inside



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

fatherly way


He ...

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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...

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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?
Lost you.
Damaged 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...

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Also by Kate G:

Gentle activist | Sadness | Antipathy |

Ecocide- A Ghazal

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...

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Also by Mae Foreman:

Divine Sacrifice | Appeasement | Well Enough | M15tak3s- A Whateverette |


Your words

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.

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La petite mort

I see the fingers of wind

Caressive, seductive

Feeling through the quiet leaves

Stirring them to motion

Quivering helplessly,

Teasing them with freedom

And flight.



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!'




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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' |

Town Character


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


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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 |

Missing Life

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...

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The time has come

We need to talk

It’s OK... just say it


The truth


Oh, how it hurts

The fire

Let’s let it burn


The flames the smoke

Let’s breathe it in

It will turn to dust our sins


It’s OK

Let’s have our new beginning




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Also by Julia:

Future | Chocolate | Trust | Prince |

Double delight of mother's twin expectation

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 ...

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Also by hugh:

Fred's Dilemma | Celebration | Slow down you drive to fast! | Paralytic Patrick |

Stranger At The Hearth

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,


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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

 new poem

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...

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A Toilet for Daisy

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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...

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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 |

Sound of Rain

Heat lightning flicker flashed

paparazzi in fog drop draped dark

flash bulbs pop thunder

distant and static then


Morning rain rhythms

metal merengue

roof rumba


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

it's ech...

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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 |

Problem Solving

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...

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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? (Part 2)

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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,
Wandering around,
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,
A sacrifice,
For hope to live...

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#peacehomelifelife's choiceslove

Ladies and gentleman we're not even in space, no need to rush in

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,
unspoken truths,
trapped behind those beauti...

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My father's son


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:


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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


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Also by Philipos:



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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...

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Also by John Coopey:


An Annoying Riddle

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?

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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 |

Catch & Release

Again – 

The Door.



there was no answer.


I cross – 

dust behind;

stain hath followed.


Forgive Me.

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Also by Chaz Allen:

Cataclysm | Butterfly | Bound | Birth:Death | 3 a.m. |


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Poem 159 of 230: WINDERMERE - SUMMER 2001


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),
I arr...

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Observe dear, the way August hides
it's luminescence,
absorbs it's magic through the veins of our town,
going back in time, conquering places,
searching for the last tone to catch
the sound.

And it looks like we were here before,
and it looks like we are still part of
one whole,
this lifestyle blew us out of control,
all that we left,
hidden tattoos on our soul.

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Also by Dragan Bozilov:

Baltimore | Escape |

life writinglove poetrypoetry eventwriting

O Sleep,O Dreams !

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How good our cosy sleep !

How good!

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.

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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

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The Awakening

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(I have been urged by a dear, dear soul mate to publish this again. So here it is..)



Unhindered. Uncensored.

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 ...

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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 |





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Also by ray pool:



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  


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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

blacks, hips,...

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My Parents Went To Cancún

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...

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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 |

and i begin to fade

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   the world

               when I'm alone

   loses it's color

                 without you


                                     and i begin to fade

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Also by Eiren Water:

& love & need & love & need... | Tried, I did. | I said to him one afternoon... | story time |

clothes bank blues (revised)

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?


beats me.


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Also by Rick:

true story (sort of) | Terry Street - revisited (after Douglas Dunn) |

Mockeries of pacifism

As to the battle's insisted upon

by the bloodthirsty

rejections abound

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...

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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 |

In charge of poetry readings (aloud)

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 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...

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Also by Tommy Carroll:

Black man's burden | Puss in milk | Faraged | Daughter in 2020 (Dementia onset) | Schematic phrases |


Fucky ducky

fucky fucky foo

fuckalus duckalus

down in the guttalus

shit on my shoe

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Also by Brian Maryon:

3D Printing | Chicken Vindaloo and how it led to the change of lifestyle and eventual demise of Dr. Patel |


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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...

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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 |

(Remembering The Screwtape Letters by C.S.Lewis) Urgent Memo from High Command

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

Till ...

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Also by afishamongmany:

Dogs and Decadence | Spectator? Participator? Instigator? |

awarenessC;S;Lewiscontrolmanipulatorsspiritual warfare

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