Poetry Blogs (Feb 2020)
The whisper in red
I had been watching TV
And as often happen when I watch
A minute sleep only
A wisp of a young woman in a red ballerina dress.
Sat on the floor leaning her head at my leg.
When seeing I was awake, she got up
And disappeared silently as a falling leaf.
Later that evening I watch a French art program
And the lady in red was painted 120 years ago.
Wednesday 19th February 2020 8:17 am
Also by jan oskar hansen:hot water crises | the old soviet union | from Russia with love | dark mood | the choice |
They are not here just
as we are aliens on this
distant hostile world
i had been praying to energies for years
before unquestionable yet personal proof
crashed like a craft into my Hermetical dune
and once you see the levers, the lit nodes,
the stains on the curtain behind which your world
had existed as a basic formation melts vitrified
but to release the igneous rocks they tried s...
Wednesday 19th February 2020 7:36 am
Also by Kealan Coady:Poem of a Proud Swine | Blame Is In The Eye Of The Beholder | Raped by an Angel | Trips and Traffick Lights | glassalg | Tripartate of the Question | Suicide in a Hall Of Mirrors | Sketches With Moondrops | death to fruit |
To dive into the depths or be in the shallows of relationships..
To dwell in the past or to enjoy future's courtships..
To shine,dazzling in the limelight or be comforted in the lingering shadows..
To give in to the battle of egos or be steadfast as the pride billows..
To live in the lies of self hood or be in sync with one's true reflection..
To hold fast to the patterns before or be abandon...
Wednesday 19th February 2020 7:25 am
Also by mona s:Ebbs and flows | Charades - A Haiku | Nostalgia | Enigma |
Rollercoaster OK. Just a Bit Smoke-Soiled. No Worries. LMS Update 19/2/20
The Like-Minders Society (LMS) is a group of WOL poets who think alike and communicate via PM.
It explores the fantasy, imagination, humour, madcap and offbeat poetry.
A lot of people were worried about our Rollercoaster in the recent bushfires. Not to worry. I did a 24/7 watch. Gave up sleep and everything. It...
Wednesday 19th February 2020 6:42 am
Also by Don Matthews:Silly 'n' Sad | At What Cost President Trump? | Update. But You'll Just Have To Wait | Did He Not Write Comedy? | Miracle Man | Dr Don At Your Service | God Is On The Web | Thalia Likes My Drumming | I'm Gonna Do a Blocky | I Don't Like Seeing Mine (and others) Constructive Comments Getting Binned. (we were simply trying to help) | Prosaic Hell | Circled by High Fences | Pamela and Jon Tie the Love Knot | Polyadic | The Journey | How Old Are You? | How and Why |
Every one needs something to do . If it's only tying a shoe lace or putting on a shoe . Exercise keeps you going . Keeps you healthy . Keeps you sane . Your brain needs stimulation . So you don't just go insane . Think of things to do . Write things down and forever have your say . Fresh Air will keep you healthy . Just a few minutes of the day . Sit at the side of an open Window . To feel the Fre...
Wednesday 19th February 2020 6:19 am
Also by Wendy Anne Higson:Watch Your Step | BELIEVE |
Stay away from the light that is lime in gesture shining rays down.
Something told me that somewhere my soul is locked between word and issue; spirit and one noun.
I must say the thought lay tattered in sentences unraveling my evening into a dress torn...
But I will go anyways.
Who gives a shit.
I will go where tonight’s curtain of red will draw the stake from my throat, a...
Wednesday 19th February 2020 5:25 am
Going back to from where I came
My return to the golden cage
A destiny I cannot ever run away
Tried my best to break the ugly chains
Although rusted and old but they have wicked reign
Broken dreams, frozen desires, made a fool of myself
Nowhere to go, no one to hold on
My soul is dying breathing it's last few breaths
Knight in shining armour has put down the shield
Wednesday 19th February 2020 5:11 am
Also by Do.RoThy:Magical morning!!! | Good night!!! | Wishes like never before!!!!!! | Sickness!!!!! | Only you!!! | Spring!!!!!! | There's time for everything!!!! | Franchise owner | So far!!!! | Sans life!!!!!!!!! | So sad!!!!!!!!!!!! | Unbreakable!! | Frustrated!!!!!!!!!! | Betrayed???????? | Inspired!!! | Return!!!! | Missing!!! | Cos.... | There's something different!! | Dear you!! | Criss crossed!! | Waiting!! (Tired) |
At my door arrived someone broken inside.
I could see in your eyes you felt scared and alone.
I held you in my arms and asked what was wrong. I listened without judgement and told you it was okay.
I told you I would help you without any expectation that I would be re-paid.
I offered without pause cause, I told you the last time we spoke I loved you then as I do now.
As time passed ...
Wednesday 19th February 2020 5:05 am
Also by Michael Rios:Broken bonds |
My road was long, harsh and spiked,
the nights were cold, your heart frozen in time.
Will you hold my hand and walk this earth as we discover all the nastiness that lurks?
The throat is a good spot,
Gripping you could say.
The sun sets before your eyes as your soul escapes,
Crushing all hope around you, contained in your place.
At the feet of those who wish only to strike you ...
Wednesday 19th February 2020 4:06 am
Little Miss Purity
Little Miss purity a lady who wanted a man
Decided to get one anyway that she can
She prayed to the heavens and planets beyond
For a dark-haired blue-eyed man, not ginger or blond
The planets delivered a man who was dapper and flash
She took him down and spent all his cash
Before long he was broke and under her thumb
Miss purity called him a fat lazy...
Tuesday 18th February 2020 11:46 pm
Also by The_Northern_Lass:Snag Tights | Yesterday | Sad Valentine | Wales | You | Valentine in heaven | Blow wind blow | This Tree | Arthritis (This Poem Is About Me) | Only In Dreams | Someone Farted | The Northen Lass | Wood’s For The Tree’s |
I'm born to be bred and I'll be dead
Before I'm ready to go,
But you love me so I need to be
On the side of your plate I know.
No point pretending I know my ending
Whatever rocks your boat,
Electric shock or shot to the head
Then they will slit my throat.
I'm not over yet I hope this you get
I'll feel the pain from the knife,
Unlike you I can only say moo
Tuesday 18th February 2020 10:57 pm
Also by WildBillEntertainer:Invisible Illnessess | Valentine's Day |
A honk and a wave,
a smile greets you
not able to place the face
but you comply
then she questions your well-being
Scrolling through the latest developments
you pick an appropriate response,
‘I’m hanging in there. Happy Thanksgiving.’
She returns with the same,
then disappears into the sea of lights
She is too kind
this is not the ...
Tuesday 18th February 2020 10:54 pm
Also by Mika:Blurred Lines | Seeking Truth | Make Room | Calming Waters | Wait and See | Breathe Again | Countdown to Love | Getting To Know You | Awaiting the Day | Momentos |
A freezing mist in the air, a winter sway,
Celtic, crossed and re-crossed, we're on our way.
A watery Calvary stares into our blemished air
Today we dead coagulate - or are not where you think we are at all -
We thicken into consciousness. Our dying words still taken at the fall
Rampant they are on our cracked lips.
Is it not this?
Our vanishing life, unfixed, unbridgeable:
Ebb, flow, ne...
Tuesday 18th February 2020 9:22 pm
Also by John E Marks:spring | granddaughter | Wish you were here | An orthodox fugue | The vanishing life | Such eloquent Graffiti | Sons and brothers. | onion dome | Dappled sunshine | Ripple in still water | The magnificent Moors | A charmed death | i.m. Pte Jack Prince | Early Spring in England | Labyrinth | Being here | Daily life | outfoxing the furies | from swerve of shaw to blend of bray | i.m. Vasily Zaystev | The Home Front | Lovers' parting | The rags of time |
7 years without you, 7 years crying.
I've tried to move on, 7 years trying.
7 years of regret, full of self blame.
7 years of loneliness and all its pain.
7 years of pretence, of self doubt.
Into hiding I've been if love was about.
7 years on, where do I go from here?
7 more years of the same is my fear.
7 years of dreams of how things were.
Why didn't I show you love and care?
7 years o...
Tuesday 18th February 2020 6:33 pm
Also by Mike Bartram:The Void | For Rachel | Whatever Happened To Me And You? |
Rubber scrapes the soil
orchestrating a path
Watching tread copyright nature
with a flawed melody,
a percussion of leaves crunches beneath,
touching gales with a verse of words-
before the chorus fades.
Tuesday 18th February 2020 6:32 pm
Also by Hannnah:The Thought | Fixation |
Mirrors are lying,
be aware !
You are hiding ,
You are avoiding,
You are befooling yourself.
There are mirrors called love,care and empathy.
Look through them.
You can not escape from you.
Tuesday 18th February 2020 5:57 pm
Also by AVISHEK GHOSH:Formula |
Shining ever so bright
a beacon of hope, like a chinese lantern
photosynthesis get' me through the night
beauty so divine, i wonder if i could map her
would the geometry show me the light?
because she must be god's best work
my third eye look through the peephole
how can she not have walls up when she deals with these people
guide me, be my mentor
would you take my hand, and put this flow...
Tuesday 18th February 2020 3:41 pm
Also by Shawn Garcia:Personal | War-paint | Matriarch | Chalk Initials |
The world is filling up
cities run together
cars run bumper to bumper on the interstate
8 lanes across and still crowded
try to get away
ride out in the country
but the country is all built-up
all is pavement
trees get cut down
more roads and more congestion
subdivisions pop up like mushrooms
there used to be a thing called distance
Tuesday 18th February 2020 1:40 pm
Also by d.knape:Cow Sheds | Two Day Poem | Wash Cycle | Puttin' On The Socks | The Short Life Of A Pill Bug | CAVES | Fleeting Thoughts | Lemonade | High Blood Pressure | Second Childhoods | Dead Roach | Sorting Socks | Names | Retirement Village | Accomplishments |
in a Covered Market sushi bar
I sat next to a guy
who, sipping green tea,
said he was a blogger.
‘hmm interesting. money good?’
‘pays the mortgage.’
‘what do you write about?’
‘the kindness of strangers.’
‘thin on the ground that, these days.’
‘who cares? I make it all up anyway.’
‘conning people okay by you?’
he stroked his donnish beard,
Tuesday 18th February 2020 10:42 am
Also by Rick:Oxford snapshots | in a Leamington Spa pub | happy-hour confab | last sitting |
When we put our vulnerability in the hands of another it is misunderstood and spoiled by that misunderstanding.
Words words words just soil filling a grave.
Tuesday 18th February 2020 7:12 am
Also by Daniel Reuben King:Tired and Weary I Exist like A Journey Without End | The Serenity Of A Peaceful Sadness | Statue Sits Longing For Original Love | The Fruition Of Knowledge Fermented and Drunk. |
When sun comes against all odds
And the colours of life just pop
Or when the rain falls
It falls and falls
And you wet your lips
With piping hot tea
With warm biscuit
Savour the crumbs
Cosy and safe
In the arms of a jumper
The padding of the sofa,
Like a huge hug
Or when your face aches,
Your stomach vibrates
Because you are fighting to breathe
Tuesday 18th February 2020 5:52 am
Also by Alexandra Parapadakis:Anticlimactic |
You make me cry like i can feel something other than pain, confusing me, you keep speaking my worlds
Are you true
How can you not see your value, why do you hide in crowds
I want you to feel what you make me feel
Want you to believe it
To swallow your pain, too late for me
Be you x
Tuesday 18th February 2020 5:39 am
Also by Elizabeth Savage:WIP | Embracing Oddity | Phoenix | To the Desperate Disparate | Semper Eadem |
If one were to live in the Sahara desert
Surrounded by skylines and dunes
Blessed with sand in abundance
What Idiot will celebrate Sand day once a year?
If one were to sail the oceans
Surrounded by water and waves Blessed with fish and seagulls every day What idiot will celebrate Ocean day once a year?
If one were to travel the galaxies
Surrounded by Blackholes and Planets blessed with the ...
Tuesday 18th February 2020 5:12 am
Also by Dewald:Valentine who? |
In bare feet and blue jeans
Against the chipped paint I lean
I gaze at the field from my porch
After all this time I still carry a torch
Oh, sunset fill my glass let me drink you in
It seems I’ve got it bad again
I sink into a lovesick sigh
These overdue feelings just won’t die
There’s more history between us than rows of corn
Too much overthinking now my...
Tuesday 18th February 2020 3:09 am
Also by Itsjustmedownhere:Work of Art | Growing Pains. |
Unlike many in his position
He was never the last to be picked
Because he was one of the best
Not for him the fast quick feet
Or the well timed volley
Or the crunching tackle
In the cold
With his team mates
was an afterthought
It was his greatest save
Not a shot from the edge of the area
Tuesday 18th February 2020 1:05 am
Also by Ian Whiteley:Flame | Bedlam | Dead Leaves | Withdrawal Method (When Being Fucked) |
Wait,don’t give up
Wait, everything will be fine,
“Wait,be patient,” God tells you.
Your heart pounding hard
Your head spinning with thoughts
“God,” you yell waiting is so hard
God says louder, “ wait and your promises will come true”
So you sit and listen
You sit and wait
Hoping, dreaming that his promises will come true soon
Tuesday 18th February 2020 12:52 am
Also by Jacqueline L Elias:Hard | Smile | What is next? | Numb | Dark Cloud |
On Strictly Come Dancing Caroline found fame,
The best Strictly performance ever,she did claim.
"Angels" an eternal monument she did shed,
"When I come to call ,I'm loving angels instead."
Many hearts will be broken,Caroline was ace,
Put under pressure due to an on going case.
Her final instagram post showed her giving her dog a kiss,
Talented ,smart and likeable,Caroline...
Monday 17th February 2020 11:55 pm
Also by hugh:Harm on the farm. | Indicator fault? |
Don’t step upon the cracks.
For that is where the fingers
lurk that will pull at your lace,
loosen your shoe and force
you to flail face down onto
the cut glass path.
It’s here where they will twist
your ankle, snap it to the moon.
Let the rats gnaw at its bone.
Clicking, they will unscrew your
tin leg, leave the day to the wind.
Monday 17th February 2020 9:53 pm
A Load of Luggage
Railways and their stations full of steam and soot
Deafening the noise as porters shouted and whistles blew
We heaved and pushed to climb aboard the express
Wearing our uniforms with cases and kitbags encumbered
Destined for camps, ports and airfields in remote places
Never sufficient seating we sat in narrow corridors
Beneath dimmed lights as others str...
Monday 17th February 2020 8:01 pm
Also by keith jeffries:The Voice of Integrity | An Afternoon Storm | The inner Sanctum | We cease to be | The Sounds of Night | Shifting Contrasts | Satie | Time Heals | Cut Adrift |
Hello Humber Gateway,
you old dock drab,
winking at passing commerce
with your ample warehouse acreage,
welcoming skirts hitched
up the legs of the Ouse and Trent.
Under stretched skies,
I am a salmon swimming the sixty-two,
past rotting coal fired corpses,
where orderly pylons queue the lanes,
sturdy girls whispering old secrets;
gossip from a shabby adolescence....
Monday 17th February 2020 6:47 pm
Hitting your Spot
I know the spot
That makes you hot
I'll push those buttons
Until all of a sudden
Your skin will blush
Your pussy will gush
In you with every hump
Your flesh riddled with goosebumps
Eyes rolling back and toes curl
Thats right I take care of my girl
You explode with pleasure
that cannot be measured
That's it Baby
let me drive you crazy
Give you what you ne...
Monday 17th February 2020 4:12 pm
Also by AstronomicalLove:Missing You | 2 Year Anniversary Around The Corner |
The soul does not give rest! Feelings demand an exit! For creative people, these are happy moments. These poets to express their inner state easily select the right words and rhymes. Lines flow on paper. For people who are not sophisticated in versification, this is more difficult. Wrong words come to mind, feelings are soon lost, and the result of labor sometimes seems ridiculous.
The magic fo...
Monday 17th February 2020 3:14 pm
Sowing seeds of love, betrayal we get
tell me oh God! whats wrong with this world
sorrow here and there, and misery everywhere
let me leave this world cause i can see no more
my eyes are hurting, my vision is blurred
with tears of pain,
afraid to fall i stand still here
wishing for the guiding hand that will make it clear
but the hand that come were short
and i have...
Monday 17th February 2020 12:28 pm
I stood in a place so silent that the wind spoke to me,
It told me that it would stir the meadow grasses whether I listened or not,
That it would whisper in the branches of the trees endlessly,
That it would continue to move across the world long after I had been forgot,
I stood in a place so silent that the birds sang to me,
They told me that I would outlast their brief existence, but not th...
Monday 17th February 2020 11:28 am
Also by Jason Bayliss:Echoing Stars | Memento Mori |
Soul on fire
Burn thy little heart.
From your lies
the truth must rise
or you'll feel it rip apart.
Monday 17th February 2020 9:20 am
Also by Minnie Cub:Remember Me | You |
A Break in the Wall
A busker plays piano accordion at the cross
Incongruous or perhaps that’s me?
Here to retrace the steps
Of my ancestors?
Well…no not really
Unless they were Roman?
Where was I?
I have been here before
Oh years before
Resided a stones throw away
Walking the wall
There are ghosts along this wall
Of my own mak...
Monday 17th February 2020 7:54 am
Also by Dean Fraser - The Quantum Poet:Kiss Me Quick - Tangerine Dream | Asking Questions | Boots 3 | What? | SO MANY WORDS |
I wish I wasn't
The question still remains
Dose he fall back
Dose he let her in
He wasn't always like this
This isn't that kind of poem
He hated the skin he was in
But life was okay
Mother would kick him because
No no no this isn't that kind of poem
This isn't a poem at all
More like rehab for the mind
Here's some quick reality
You can't have funeral without the word fun
Monday 17th February 2020 2:35 am
Also by Damon Blackery:What is Humour? | Melancholy Death | Words of The Waiting Man 33 | End It All |
Was there ever that moment
Where you decided
Though nothing has changed
That you feel better?
I still can't write about
My Grandfather without crying
But maybe that's okay
Because the things he said
Are still bright words in my head
And I never want to lose that love
See you later, Alligator
Sunday 16th February 2020 10:58 pm
Also by Collin Pulmano:(untitled) | Saga of April Dark: Song Four | (untitled) | The Gypsy's Curse Never Ends | Potholes | Saga of April Dark: Song Three | Orion | February is my New Year | The Saga of April Dark: Song Two | The Saga of April Dark: Song One | (untitled) |
had to be
one out there
all would know
i would sip
i would be
i almost drove
a jewel filled trove
imagine my surprise
when i found the key
Sunday 16th February 2020 10:46 pm
Also by cindylee loucks:SHIFT | GUIDE |
Little more than to be against the wall,
And senders mail you a letter,
In break of day.
Nuisances sever ties with the belongings,
Volition and freedom,
A mound to stand upon.
Did the feather fall silently,
When it came to the end of morning?
That's the afternoon
Flock in and out,
Trepedatious and holy,
Sending my thanks to the magnificience of the magistrate.
Babies in c...
Sunday 16th February 2020 10:42 pm
Also by Alita Moore:There's nothing more to be said | | Life |
It’s strange what we think of
as life rolls by – for me as a kid
it was the river Alt, which cut
through the fields of a farmer’s
land where the nifty nymphs
danced with damsel flies, and
newts and the frogs had a
merry old time, ducking from
sight when we all climbed down
viewing activity nature displayed
in a random way or so it seemed
in the aftermath of the sec...
Sunday 16th February 2020 7:30 pm
Also by Philipos:SQUEAKY SHOES | (untitled) | NEWS ABOUT SHOES | HORSE AND CARTER | LOST SOULS | GLOBES | PROMISES | WARTIME MERSEYSIDE |
By all means...
Let's keep our plastic out of the oceans
And our carbon out of the sky;
But there's never a mention
Of what's going on with the sun,
And I admit to wondering why.
Sunday 16th February 2020 5:09 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:ALL HAIL MOTHER NATURE! | LIFE'S LOTTERY | GETTING YOUR WORDS' WORTH | BBC LICENCE FEE | TIME AND TIDE - A Post Brexit Viewpoint |
They sit like beleaguered gods and stare,
thoughts lost amongst the minutiae
unable to plot a path home,
considering aspects, eclipses, tides, gravity
distances, light, time, matter,
beards are stroked knowingly
lips purse, heads nod
a trillion calculations, assumptions
each passively recorded
on this, their ...
Sunday 16th February 2020 3:36 pm
Also by Graham Sherwood:Rainbow |
Sunday of half term.
No need to set an alarm.
Read, draw, write in bed.
Sunday 16th February 2020 2:24 pm
Also by Elle:Breathing. | Time. | Mindfulness or Mindlessness? |
I'm not sure that Michael Portillo and Griff Rhys Jones would agree with these sentiments.
Things Seen Less Clearly
In this world, at this time,
Young ambitious neophytes
Are condemned as
Mere passengers, trapped
On white-pointed trains
That do not stop.
Carried to oblivion
Without their permission
They study their own
Shadowed, flickering faces
Sunday 16th February 2020 11:44 am
Perception now distorted.
A deep darkness recognized.
Spent. She’s got you on your knees.
Cry for help.
Because she’s got you.
Fall; say’s she.
Wait; I know me.
I’ve got your soul boy.
Don’t speak your mind, boy.
Fall to your knees, boy.
Bowed, beneath swung teet.
Manhood now sof...
Sunday 16th February 2020 8:28 am
I climb the backs of all the heaped up waves,
the sounds coming off entice me beyond any instant comprehension - -like gusts of wind frolicking among the trees which have conglomerated in a long valley that stretches among the backbones of ancient mountains- -
I sense whispers dripping off the vibrating air, an orchestra of wind and tree limbs if you will, not so much a language as a feeling...
Sunday 16th February 2020 8:09 am
Also by Chaz Schoolmaster:Bicycling Through the Moonlight | Sedatively Meditative |
I went on my first valentine date
and it went okay.
For some reason, I had imagined
if I tried to do anything without you
I would hurt all over. I mean I think I did hurt a little tiny bit.
like an untied shoelace.
Sometimes I fall over. Sometimes I don't.
Today I didn't.
There's a saying my mom used to tell me,
If you give someone new shoes
Sunday 16th February 2020 6:33 am
Also by Alex J.J:Orange is a Tough Color |
I've brought you this dead canary.
Who's your favourite serial killer?
I'm wearing the knickers I stole off your washing line.
Guess where I've had your name tattooed.
Sunday 16th February 2020 12:25 am
loving a woman is to love indeed the wind
The wind that dances on her own crystalline chord
The wind that takes your hand, that swiftly leaves a kiss
& with a killer scent repeats, “good-bye” “so long”
loving a woman is worshipping flame or fire
a flame that with her body cooks sweetly a bread of sadness
A merciless, deep light that burning you inspires
that touches your skin with poison...
Saturday 15th February 2020 9:33 pm
Poem 189 of 230: TO SEE AN UNCLE, AGAIN - WINTER 2001/2
Leaving the broad scenes of England’s North East,
From corner to corner, by bus journeys,
For the beautiful tight-hedge boundaries,
And mazy lanes, that herald the South West.
(C) David Franks 2003 -
Saturday 15th February 2020 6:04 pm
IT IS A DAMNING BLOODLESS TIME TO BE ALIVE AND IN LOVE
CIRCUMVENTING TURTLE DOVES
AT THE SPEED
in a wake of what roves
what undulates beneath the wreaths of painted doors
in front of what should be a door step
instead lays the view
from half way down
approaching the abyssal zone
and here we float
an echo in the deep
amongst echoes in the deep
Saturday 15th February 2020 12:55 am
Also by Zach Dafoe:Athings I see when I close my eyes 2 |
Jesus is My Lord
He will protect me with His sord
I keep his bible on my side
His truth is his word
If nobody wants you in this world
You will always have him
And that you can take as a win
Living for Jesus will never be easy
The devil will always be in your ear teasing
Your not worth it
Trying to pull you down to the pit
But the Lord always wins
Friday 14th February 2020 11:28 pm
Also by yaminah zurita:Chasing Love | Suicide Trapped | Through The Eyes of The Bullied | Higher Power | Soulmate In The Air | Dear Younger Me |
I stumbled across his funeral today. I didn’t even know he’d died.
I was making my way into the Abbey for a tinkle and saw a couple of hearses outside. I thought I could discreetly sidle down the North Aisle to the toilet when I bumped into the Verger just inside the door.
“Did you know him?” he asked. I reached for his service sheet to see that it was a former colleague whom I knew from ...
Friday 14th February 2020 10:55 pm
Also by John Coopey:THE LUCKIEST MAN ALIVE | AND SO THIS IS BREXIT |
Alone at the door
you may find me
Trying to decide whether to leave it unlocked
or wide open
or slip the lock and the latch and all that makes me safe
If I leave the door open
Then I get to see the sun pass softly all day long
But with it carries an awful draught
It is chilling
It is freezing each cell of this small body
But it is open in the h...
Friday 14th February 2020 10:30 pm
Also by Cait Abbott:Outside of my Window | Surrender | In Dreams | Recipe for Recovery | Work in Progress |
We all maze runners
the unchosen paths,
chasing the unrealistic desires
We keep on sprinting
fate follows us closely,
No time to look behind
No chance to stop and wonder
No sign to follow our destination.
Turning into an alley each time
we are caught by the unawares
"Is that my Cheese?": Fascination
"Ah! these thorns in my feet!": Gehenna
"Those never-ending alleys!"...
Friday 14th February 2020 6:18 pm
Also by Binte Afroz:An Unsung Tale |
Our states of mind are like different rooms.
Some of wonder. Some of gloom.
We go out of one and in another.
Each one is different to the other.
We know not what we'll find inside.
And we might wish to try and hide.
Some rooms be dark. Some rooms be light.
Some be with joy and some with fright.
Each one may contain certain rules.
With different objects and different tools.
Friday 14th February 2020 5:54 pm
Also by Stuart Vanner:Controlling Our Lives? | Mornings | Underdogs |
Paper hearts don't beat
He was not aware
All she wanted
Was a rose of red
But spending money
Brought him dread
She rolls her eyes
And looks above
As he tells of how
She has his love
These words sound
Said without cost
That was the day
Then came the 14th day
A new lover she found
Friday 14th February 2020 11:13 am
single day awareness now does loom
not married or taken? apparently it spells doom
but if i can't have you tomorrow
my thoughts surely can
i'll send some admiration
best believe it man
type a message, or say something nice
"Sealed with a loving kiss" as the olde romantics say
not thinking twice
because if there's a next time around
I want a lover, not a taker
and sing so sweet to her...
Friday 14th February 2020 9:51 am
Also by Keiron Higgins:Calder Valley will rise again (a poem in solidarity) | Equality. |
Just gone. They say you are no more,
I can't describe it, dear death do you have any feelings?
I don't know or even understand
Does it follow the laws of physics?
What do they mean "fare thee well?"
where did you go? What's the journey about?
Did you get sucked into a black hole? They say time stops when you enter the event horizon. Is it why they say "rest in peace? "
Nothing escapes ...
Friday 14th February 2020 7:05 am
Also by mathenge mengo:A storm of my own creation |
They make all kinds of days out there
Some days my ideas are better than sliced bread
But those days are considerably overshadowed
By the days when even forward, is to far ahead
Thursday 13th February 2020 11:50 pm
Also by Joe Marcello:GREECE SPOT |
Harry Tuttle is up to his old tricks
operating without Form 27B/6.
If he can't get the part he'll do a temporary fix.
No longer with Central Services
he mends air con systems just for kicks.
Thursday 13th February 2020 8:27 pm
Also by Brian Maryon:VIRUS : 2158 AD | Phillip Schofield | Council Flat in Haringey | When Your Knees Go |
Mama I'm sorry, please, can I just come back home?
I'm only 12 years old in these Harlem streets all alone
I don't know how to feed myself
Mama I need your help
It's so cold out here, I don't even have a coat
Mama why haven't you responded? On your door steps I've left several notes
Mama why don't you want me around?
My feet hurt so bad from walking the pave...
Thursday 13th February 2020 5:19 pm
grey joggers and a shabby top.
Pale faced with hair the colour of
caramel. What pose was this body
before being suddenly woken?
His thin frame is still pushing through.
Shivering; the hairs on his arms
anticipating the alarm of what is to come.
‘Sit down’, I said,
solemnly pointing with my head.
‘Your Mum needs to tell you something.
Best prepare you...
Thursday 13th February 2020 5:03 pm
Who would I be, were it not for my name,
But a wave upon life's endless shore,
Just a soul passing by for one round of the game,
A fool could not ask for much more
A moment in time is all we may see
In the bodies with which we unite,
So while you are here, be happy, be free,
And know that it will be alright
Thursday 13th February 2020 9:28 am
Also by Eric Berard:Battles |
In his image.
Stumbling through the chaotic selfish masses,
whose passing kicks and punches at honesty
destroy the desultory syntax that paranoia inflicted.
Curling the lips of the long kindred spirits.
Lips curling with semi happiness of nervous distrust
Lips curling with the comfort blanket of disbelief.
Brown kids looking at white kids thinking your a liar
Thursday 13th February 2020 2:07 am
Also by Phil Kay:In his image. |
You know, yes you do know,
I want to speak to you;
Instead I hold my tongue
Between my teeth.
I want to run to you,
Push your shoulders
Back against the wall,
Nose to nose,
Get in your face.
I want to scream at you,
Yell at you, what the hell
Do you think you are doing,
Where do you think you are going,
Who do you think that you are
Leaving me silent like this,
I want to kis...
Thursday 13th February 2020 1:49 am
Also by Hallielle Rose Dawson:But Weary | Inventory | Limonada | Twelve to Twelve | Walls | To Prove Otherwise |
My absent comrade
A fickle and inconstant friend,
of whom I rarely see enough.
It’s within you my dreams reside
but without you, I feel rough.
You’re absent when I need you most,
then sneak up on me, unexpected.
Can’t you see, you’re broken and disjointed
when I need you to be connected?
But if we weren’t to meet again
I doubt that I could I cope.
Thursday 13th February 2020 12:12 am
He would be there every morning
Sitting under the railway bridge
Alone on the paving stones
Young, small, dark hair, very slight,
Faded ragged clothes . . .
Got any change luv . . . ?
Every day the same chorus, the same mantra.
Always on my way to work,
Passing him by.
There came a time when I gathered coins, silver, copper,
Keeping it in my pocket, just for him.
Wednesday 12th February 2020 8:00 pm
Hours spent listening to your voice
precisely chosen words
with expert intonation
I've laid with headphones on
naked and imagining
there is no separation
that you're beside me speaking
as my knuckles snake your thigh
You tell the story of your life
you’re telling my story too
How strange, how similar
Wednesday 12th February 2020 4:19 pm
Also by Tom:Books of Blake | Tourist Trap | Lend Me Your Light |
When people ask me how I'm doing I want to tell them the truth.
That my depression is the captor I can not escape from.
That my heart longs for the attention I don't sustain.
That my ears burn waiting for you to tell me you feel the same.
I want to tell you that depression has invited anxiety over.
Yes... that is the third time this week. Thanks for noticing.
Tuesday 11th February 2020 10:23 pm
Bandages constantly being placed,
Straight onto those voids that were caused
By someone who had no right to harm.
Wrap, tape, cry.
That's your pattern each night, isn't it?
When you weep because of your craving for love.
You do not understand it yet
But you do not require this person in your life.
Yesterday's emotions need to be wiped clean.
We are the uni...
Tuesday 11th February 2020 7:02 pm
Also by Beth Abbott:Wednesday Echoes |
Tuesday 11th February 2020 9:44 am
Also by alexis karpouzos:I MET A WORD - ALEXIS KARPOUZOS | I SAW A ANGEL ON HEAVEN - ALEXIS KARPOUZOS |
I don’t want to look up at the sky anymore
for it terrifies me
the stars have never been more than crumbs of the universe
laymen wish upon
and suddenly I find myself
tracing your eyes
and the bottom of your chin
along constellations complex
crumbs that leave a path
tiny pieces of you
that lead me home
Tuesday 11th February 2020 5:16 am
Also by Niharika Shah:Why I Can't Tell You I Love You |
Hush we’re not talking about it
We have nothing to say
No we have nothing to share now
Nothing can help anyway
We buried it deep you can’t find it
And we won’t let anything slip
I can’t even try to explain how
But I’ll try to give you a tip
Just walk away, what you don’t know
Can’t hurt you or anyone here
We smothered emotion completely
So now there is nothing to ...
Tuesday 11th February 2020 4:23 am
Also by Cathy:A lonely place |
The first snowdrops poked their heads above the parapet
An act of heroism in an unheroic world.
My eyes stinging with the freeze rejoice
On my island of green I stand firm
Surrounded on all sides by snow like ice
Sharp, cruel and threatening to break through the frontline
Of my black leather jackboots.
No joyful bird song shattered my military meditations
Tuesday 11th February 2020 12:40 am
Also by eve nortley:Dachau | Dachau |
There’s a rumour going round that street
Pushing past their little destinies
Caught short Shakespear relieved himself against the corn sheaves
The fox startled bit the leg of the harvest jigger
The painting has little time to dry, as poets' pens begin.
To take down a street of music, blended to new worlds of rhyme.
Underneath the moon
The rabbit did not sto...
Monday 10th February 2020 11:11 pm
Dear World, why do you make me bleed?
Feelings of resent and hate fuel every thought
Al queda and Isis cause less terror
why do you give me feelings without purpose?
You say to be strong but provide me with no weapon.
Dear world, why do you make me scream?
The sorrow and pain but still no hope
the very existence of life is a damning memory
you cage me everyday, please...
Monday 10th February 2020 10:55 pm
like snowflakes on my tongue
and melt in my soul
like ice on the garden pond
in the memory of water
Monday 10th February 2020 1:48 pm
set 'em up again
expect the worst
a time of crisis reconstituted
a time of crisis not the end is nigh
make a fortress of a piece of wood
one of the lost boys would tell you
prepare to have your every move questioned
and found wanting
the best you'd always aspire to
but sometimes good enough can do
the unseemly mingling of positive and negative
is it dark stripes on l...
Monday 10th February 2020 12:36 pm
Also by Adam Whitworth:Practical Poetry | An Alpaca For Amandalpaca From Alpacadam | The Attraction Of Tiny Petals |
The beach isn't a beach
if it sans the sea
Just a random strip of sand
on a hot summer day
The night doesn't fall
till the sun goes away
for it to dazzle
in its own way
Am I the night
that needs the sun
to mark my presence
or simply the beach
which will be nothing without the sea?
Monday 10th February 2020 11:13 am
It may not be the Thames or the seine
But let’s drag and pull out the cups and the bottles
The supermarket trolleys
Last year’s thing
In last year’s colour
Along with the bodies
The rats and the occasional drowned cat
The bag of kittens
A scarf or a hat
A left-handed mitten
Let’s empty the canal
The rushing river
Let’s pick out the litter
Monday 10th February 2020 10:38 am
Also by Martin Elder:Close enounters of the third kind |
Loyalty cannot be bought,
A virtue not everybody can understand,
I express my loyalty to you in many ways,
In many forms.
It may come across different to the usual stuff,
What we class as a norm.
Depending on your position in my life,
I act accordingly.
But the deepest bond that I've had,
I'm loyal very differently.
Theres nothing that can stop me from being there ...
Sunday 9th February 2020 10:26 pm
Also by BrightSide92:Pulses |
Don’t get me wrong
I often long for chocolate;
tied with a bow,
seems more about show
than any love that I know.
I value your time
more than a sweetly, slick rhyme.
Your words have more worth
than a purchased verse;
whispered, in private
has more meaning.
Choose genuine over saccharine.
Sunday 9th February 2020 11:40 am
I feel so sad and I don't know why
Often at night I attempt to cry
Beacuse this feeling inside of me I want it to die
This is all I can do to try
Sunday 9th February 2020 2:11 am
Also by Zoë:(untitled) | (untitled) |
Sunday 9th February 2020 2:04 am
Also by Vautaw:Kindred Spirits | How Many Times | Que Sera | Embers |
lie with me in our orange zest bed
envelop me in buttered loins and salty skin
against the cavern of your chest
I lie my head
a willing prisoner
white noise of your heartbeat
the only sound I want to hear
don't let there be a world beyond the now
I couldn't leave this moment if I tried
I am foetus
in the womb of your body
nurtured, but at risk of expulsion
a sacrificial lamb
Saturday 8th February 2020 1:17 pm
Also by Kate G:Orange zest bed |
You're so impossible
you are selfish
you are difficult
you cause me so much trouble
I've only got this angry with you
you provoked me
you aren't like your brother
you never help
I never get this cross with anyone else
you made me hit you
I lost control because of you
you are defective
but I love you
so all is ok
everything is possible with me
I am self full
Saturday 8th February 2020 11:20 am
Random access thwarted,
Opulence and munificence studded together;
Proposals all go in vain…
Outwitted in every essence,
Scrutinizing the one that’s futuristic,
Essential element is the key.
Dashing, determined and dutiful…
All inculcated in the person,
Yes! The hunt remains on.
Saturday 8th February 2020 10:06 am
Take me away
Lift me away
Far from this place
Vanquish my fears
Cradle me dear
Spare me from doom
Show me a world
Give me a world
That I can face
An epic spectacle
Mask the sun
Bury the basement light
Tunnel down to the warm
Superhighways of secrets
Friday 7th February 2020 7:59 pm
Also by Jake Vincent Belmont:Flower |
The Muse of music
And the Muse of poetry
Please inspire me
Friday 7th February 2020 6:53 pm
The cracked ice was a sign,
an unnoticed warning
of the dangers ahead
but no one heeded it,
ignored it and
were blindly fed
by the cyclops' hand.
Nobody saw the distance
as so great and
the myopic vision
was gathered unseen
by the hordes
to their demise.
Friday 7th February 2020 2:43 pm
suspended in its cradle
thrusting forward its most prominent aspects
swept into view
with a dark side concealed
and in aquamarine
a place I knew so well,
for it was here I stood
as, like a skydiver, arms outstretched
my curiosity aroused, considered
how without a moving pulse
heart still, not beating with tides
silent as death how sa...
Friday 7th February 2020 12:45 pm
When you give someone your heart
They have it and that's just that
There's no feeling of loss or of something missing
Simply joy as you realised you had it to give
And gave it willingly, without doubt
Knowing it sits safe with the one you love
You have my heart
Friday 7th February 2020 11:51 am
The hour is slim!
the time to entwine
with her and
with advantage inhale
the heavy offering
from between the jaws
of her open thighs.
Persephone's tasty flesh
renders her cleft
of wet truth-
she can slake this thirst-
can assuage my ache
when enthralled against
the serpent earth,
with legs knotted,
we lay tangled
in ancient ruin.
Friday 7th February 2020 3:42 am
The world would be a sad place without you:
with you, is everything.
I love being with you.
I love the feel of your warm breath on my face
as we lay side by side.
I breathe in your essence
as we embrace
and as I lay on your chest
feeling you rise and fall.
Skin on skin.
I am content,
full to the brim with the warmth of your love.
I am held, secure,
Thursday 6th February 2020 11:47 pm
Also by Jill Ashforth:Myself | Tribute to John Muir |
Watching the full moon
Coming out of the monsoon cloud
-In the middle of the lonely night
After the downpour
The sky seems to be smiling
Like her eyes
Shining bright and vivid
In our midnight paradise
Her eyes; brimming over in ecstasy
These sleepless nights
Bring her memories back
Not in pain nor in consolation
I can still count her ste...
Thursday 6th February 2020 3:07 pm
The moon dawns...
A skinless freak locked in a cage.
War-torn, heart broken, and empty;
His own shivers, his only friend
Spiked chains sink into his achilles,
His sleep forever disturbed by ridged mice gnawing at his muscle tissue
... sometimes he lets them take a bite before kicking them away
Selflessness killed the cat .
The giving tree turned to stump .
Thursday 6th February 2020 2:34 pm
Also by Cosmica:ｲん乇 乇刀りﾚ乇丂丂 ｷﾑﾚﾚ |
The Fire of Ego
Ego has destroyed everything around
The exuberant fire has burnt all real souls, found
Those were meant to illuminate the whole world
With their pious hearts and glorious acts
Jealousy, anguish, anger, and hatred
Are like ashes that will be alive up to infinity
Love, emotions, sentiments & attachments
Were dumped in dump yard for ages
Thursday 6th February 2020 11:35 am