Poetry Blogs (Mar 2020)
A poem’s appearance is of little consequence
But the moon was sad as only the moon can be.
Men in tears seek to flee the nightmare of their lives
We dream that with fingers we can pluck guitars
The calmness of flowers, the depths of moments,
The completeness of a live birth;
White sobs slide into our eyes
Remembering the smile of a mother, a lover,
On the fortunate day of our first kis...
Tuesday 31st March 2020 11:01 pm
Also by John E Marks:The girl with the flaxen hair | Inside Out | Johnny Keats 1795-1821 | Solace | The northern mockingbird | A thousand years ago | GLINT | Duhkha* | Seppuku* | The Resurrection of the dead | Stormy weather | To the crags, where eagles soar | Day by the sea | THE GHOST WHO SELLS MEMORIES | i.m. John Donne | The voice of death, the voice of love and the voice of art. | Tableau vivant | A time to leap | Solitary stroll | COVID 19 and the BLACKBIRD | from swerve of shaw to bend of bray | Tempered in the fire | JACOB SAYS | Lost love | An Absence | GROWL | VERBOTEN | Aphorism | hand-in-hand | Roundabout | words fail me | Writ in water | Manchester morning | The Isle of ghosts | For Kassia: a Bold and Beautiful Byzantine poet | CALL IT DREAMIN' | The unpurged imagery of day | Fugue | COVID - 19 PRAGUE | Lifting the Veil |
Apps save anxious palps
when needs must out. What
would Columbus have given
for a mobile phone on which
to ring back home – or see a
drone hovering beneath the
star lit firmament. Consult a
doc on line was never even
heard of then but scurvy was
avoided by the use of limes
What I am trying to say is this:
if the tide of time were turned
what would we h...
Tuesday 31st March 2020 10:34 pm
Also by Philipos:AT THE GRAVE SIDE | PRANCING ABOUT | BREAD OF HEAVEN | ALAS | FIGMENTS | NIGHTINGALES | ROUNDS | CAT'S EYES | THE COMPASS ROSE | DRIFTING | SMOKE FILLED SALOONS | ZENDA | MEANINGFUL DECISIONS | GONGOOZLING | CREATIVE THINKING | THE SANDMAN | LEAVE TO SPEAK | GHOST | GLADSTONE DOCK (1950s) | SPRINGS | VOICES IN AN ELEVATOR | GORGONZOLA | ENTANGLEMENTS | CONICAL | ADVANCES | PACK ANIMALS | FANFARE |
longing for a doll's house,
a teddy bear,
and a ventriloquist puppet.
Longing to be held, comforted, soothed.
Longing for the safety of home,
something to cuddle and a companion.
Longing for the pleasure of play,
the delight in losing oneself in make believe:
I picture myself,
five years old and,
painting in my yellow, plastic smock ...
Tuesday 31st March 2020 10:05 pm
Who dies on a Friday night?
Years ago now
The silly question lingers
Not looking for an answer
Who dies on a Friday night?
To scare away sadder thoughts
And complicated feelings and
Who dies on a Friday night?
Tuesday 31st March 2020 9:53 pm
Also by Jeannot:Virus | Fading | Right side up | Nothing out of me |
Sat here again splaying the phrases
almost photographic, tapping minds
into my aged remarks letting frame
pictures grey those partitions wise,
but the room years pursuit for youth,
dragging that pen for a crayon,
drawing foetal scrawls on umbilical walls
confused written out in blind art,
too young to be theirs, too old to be mine.
Tuesday 31st March 2020 7:45 pm
Also by Hannnah:I Want To Hold It Close | Being Human Version 2 | This Is Our War | This Is The Worst of Us | Dwell | Constant Belonging | The Papers |
I Hate Lying
I hate lying;
it’s a weakness.
It shows a truth;
that others rule me.
If I have to lie;
it’s to avoid pain,
discomfort, and shame.
To make you feel good.
Slaves lie to the boss;
to save their lifeline.
But, to hell with him,
and his profit.
I live my life,
to never lie.
My freedom dies,
under your rules.
If I must lie,
you won’t be near.
I love to be ...
Tuesday 31st March 2020 6:03 pm
Right you lot...sing along in accordance with the latest government instruction !
Tea for two
And two for tea
Me for you
And you for me
Can't you see
How healthy we would be?
Nobody near us
To see us or hear us
No friends or relations
On viral visitations
Can't you see how happy we would be.
Tuesday 31st March 2020 4:53 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:MIN. OF HEALTH INST> COV19 | WUHANDEMIC | AS IS | "I GOT IT FROM AGNES" - LAUGH WITH LEHRER | SELF-ISOLATION - going viral - sing along ! | SO LONELY - a lyric | ADVICE | HOW GLAD I AM | BRISTOL FASHION |
To save the lives of others is the best thing in the world,
A day in the life as a doctor fighting the virus I have unfurled.
At 7 o'clock in the morning I pack my sleeping bag and clothes,
Whether I will be back tonight to see my family who knows?
I arrive at the hospital after a 10 mile drive,
I check my first patient hopefully he will survive.
I check his venilator and ...
Tuesday 31st March 2020 2:08 pm
Also by hugh:A pupil of the past | A clap of thanks | Panic buying we all have a role to play, lets wipe it out and flush it away | Pot luck | A warmer planet [Written for the kids off school] | A pregnancy precipitated by a grudge | A superior view | A little bit of flirt | An age shock! | Guilty or not guilty? | A coronavirus cure might lie in a bat's brain | "White ,"said Fred. | Re John Coopey's latest disgusting blog | Problems with pupils | An eye catching experience | Wash your hands keep them clean. | My dad is getting old | The loneliness of Lucy |
People who are at higher risk
especially old poets
who have serious emotional
relationships to their poems
Poets so wrapped up
in their work
they have no idea
what is going on
in the outside world
poets who live
secluded in their words
and seldom come out of their shells
except for praise
a good round of applause.
Tuesday 31st March 2020 1:09 pm
Also by d.knape:Common Cause | Silhouettes Of Trees | Cheeto Stains | Trash Days | Remembering Yesterday | Tree Tunnels | Still Life | Behind Bars | No Hugging Allowed | Waiting In Line | Boys & Bikes | Sheltered In Place | COMMUNICABLE POEM | SOME | When Things Were Nicer | Always Hope | MADE IN CHINA | God Had No Wife (Warning: Could be offensive to half the population>) | God Had No Wife | Face Masks | CORONA | Stationary Bike | Acting My Age-A Poem by O.L. Buzzerd | LEAVES | NewAgePoetry | Voices In Another Room | An Idle Life | How To Apologize To Your Wife | The Reunion |
Thinking of you, missing you
Love can be painful, it is true.
Antidote is love, for the sickness of love,
A hug, a kiss, a sudden gush of love thrills.
Waiting for you, hoping your safe return,
Only hopes survives, smiles gone hiking in the rain.
Tuesday 31st March 2020 1:08 pm
Also by Moon.girl:Morning.girl | Moonlight.poetry.love | Moongirl.lazymoments | Moongirl.lovediary.One |
Sitting in the steel bowl
like pearls of wisdom:
Yes it’s there!
No wear, no tear
No teeth marks
I swear, in my
Glass house with
Glass table and
'Heart of glass'
On a glass turntable
Tuesday 31st March 2020 10:35 am
Martha’s Vineyard is running fat
with high-end Bermudas
Melissa Odabash beachwear -
take a boat trip
we loved that spring
at the cedar-shingle hotel
with the creaking rusting sign
and the little grey creaking
maîtresse de maison
who brushing the stoep
with a besom broom
sang Huguenot villanelles
Tuesday 31st March 2020 10:25 am
Also by Rick:musing in the shine | Thursday early in my kitchen | corona haiku | ἀποθανεῖν θέλω | fillings | the initial is random |
Israel has taken over the US
Treasury and all financial bodies
In a silent occupation.
Trump is not only a corrupt president
But he is traitor too
While thee Facebook
Has been showing cute photos
Of playful cats
The giant snake is eating
And no one noticed
Tuesday 31st March 2020 9:25 am
Also by jan oskar hansen:Corona beer | meeting an old girlfriend | 2076 | a man upset | the day I met an actor | Dresden | life span | the Roma | the Russians | the office desk | a print | sunny days | whrn the mind speaks | enigma | the massacre | it is finally over | the new middle class | angst in the night | slow burning | so many ifs | two liners | Flanderd | droplets | spring | they call it love | dreaming right | sporty | nightly awake | nightly awake | we do not deserve |
Cue the manic laughter
Following on from my previous blog* there is more I'd like to say
when it comes to Global culls there must be a better way.
Many theorize that ‘Covid virus’ is part of a deadly plan
reducing the population, killing women, children, man.
Well there is a flaw in this plan if you think this through
whilst we’re locked in quarantine, we know what many wil...
Tuesday 31st March 2020 9:12 am
Also by poemagraphic:Baby Boom | And the host tonight is... | bleat bleat bleat | Another Victim | Ovid on the Covid | Two Steps Away | Far Cough | Closed minds | Masking the problem! | Dying for your touch | Here we go again | Cheapskate | A man in Grief | Mindlessness’ | Apotheosis | LGBT | Type 2 Diabetes |
This poem will self-destruct at midnight.
Do you wish to take up the challenge and write another?
Go forth and multiply my poet
Don Matthews Last day in March 2020
Tuesday 31st March 2020 7:57 am
Also by Don Matthews:Gun Stores Closed. NRA to Sue | It Jolly is Frustrating | UK Corona Can't Come Down | Have a Nice Day | Stockpiling | The Adventures of Mary (she hopes it helps to brighten you up) | Cock A Doodle Do | Why Cannot It Be Two-Way ? | Interesting | My 'Light-Bulb' Ideas on Coronavirus | Flutter Flutter | Urge | Also Spake Samuel | We're Animal Lovers Through and Through | Do I?... Or Do I Not? | Lockdown | Latro Spider Robot | Problematic | Billy's Problem (LMS) | Intensify Your Efforts Governments | Bonkering Aound on the WOL Site | Coronavirus and the LMS Theme Park | Bookmark Page 64 | Unmasked...At Last | White Blank | It's the Australian Way | The Enigmatic Poet | Concrete |
A day will come when we will get older,
Our scars will be printed as wrinkles,
Vultures will sing us a lullaby,
The fallen leaves will abscond from its roots,
The wind will whistle our demise,
The day will cry,
The night will fold its mat,
And rivers will stop running helter-skelter.
There will be a moment of silence,
Our sweat will be sweet as honey
For no sweetness can stand its...
Tuesday 31st March 2020 7:06 am
Also by David:Is failure an impediment? | Solitude |
The Ludford in question is the one on the Lincolnshire Wolds, not the one close by Ludlow in Shropshire.
Bellowing past the close mown grass,
big wagons thunder at ancient stone
to drown a chorale's seeping. Prone,
the organ's praiseful chords sublime
are couched within its sanctuary; crass
conceiver of everlasting life: His, not mine.
Tuesday 31st March 2020 7:05 am
as my loneliness grows, so too does it’s presence in my mind
and thus in my writing as well
I think about you more when I have nobody else to think about
it’s like a disease
beginning slowly in the places we spent our time together
spreading to the riverside and the little town that surrounds it
above every head is a dark cloud
they’re not aware of it, but their world i...
Tuesday 31st March 2020 7:02 am
Also by Robbie Christian:Funnel Cake | Metanoia | High Noon | Solidarity | 95 | Kingdom | Monologue | Blackjack | Drive | Life Form | Lost | Growth | Phone Call | Pandemic | Sonder | Bay | Tarantino | Yours Truly | Ego Death | Beacon |
It's good when your mind is Active . It gets you through life . Letting you create and survive . Survive most problems . And helps you see through . Feelings or worry's you have . Just helps you get through .The lonely days .The long days . The Remembering . The lonely and also the happy days . Memories for you to Remember .
Tuesday 31st March 2020 4:06 am
Also by Wendy A Higson:My Friends | The Faithful Blackbird | Embarrassment | My Inspiration | We Will Survive | Seventy Five And Reminiscing | All Women | We Will Survive |
I'd like to edit my poem, please feel free for any suggestions!
I am from eye wear
From variations of frames, colors,
& fancy cases
I am from the city of angels
busy, loud, sometimes
I am from aloe vera
spiky, slimy, beneficial.
I'm from festive family gatherings
& food aplenty.
Demonstrations of generosity
in their offering & sharing
brings much satisfaction!
Tuesday 31st March 2020 4:00 am
Also by Sofia Urquiza:A poem to my bff |
Candy came from Kathmandu
Caught a cold and said achoo,
Mandy came from Mogadishu
Caught a cold and said atishoo
When you catch a cold are you
Katachoo or Mogatishoo?
Monday 30th March 2020 7:47 pm
Also by branwell kent:Silly Rhyme | Another Bad Joke | Whatever Gets You Through The Day | The Girl Next Door | Mr Perfect (Believe It Or Not) | Typical | Tessa | Dirty Sex Poem | First Love | RIP | Where's Olly? |
"Ring a ring of roses
a pocket full of posies,
we all fall down. "
What goes around, comes around.
Monday 30th March 2020 5:56 pm
Also by ray pool:OUTCASTS | ISOLATING THE SELF | WHAT IT'S LIKE OVER 70 | WHEN LOVE COMES KNOCKING | A MUG'S GAME |
In nineteen thirty, Bradman piled on runs at Lord’s;
We sprinted from the bus to beat the hordes.
Our fancy was the first place in the queue.
Did we know then those sharpening their swords?
We should have checked, to see how much was true.
In nineteen thirty-two, the worldwide slump took hold;
There was no fuel to save some from the cold.
Monday 30th March 2020 3:53 pm
Also by Stephen Gospage:Last night, through the window |
Is there something wrong with you?
Here we are again, back at square fucking one.
All because poor little cameron can’t seem to control his feelings.
Do you have a few loose screws?
You literally choose to love people who just don’t care.
And when you cry at night, does it feel good?
Relapse, do you think you should?
Because as far as I can tell,
You’re going t...
Monday 30th March 2020 3:50 pm
Also by Cameron Bounds:what loving you was like | If it ain't you |
This old Earth has taken another spin around the Sun. (1)
The Solar System continues its endless circle in the Milky Way. (2)
Andromeda has come closer (3)
as the Milky Way hurtles toward the Great Attractor (4)
Welcome to another year, another turn around Old Sol,
as we wobble through familiar yet unknown deep space
and spend more time with the music of the spheres
that resounds silent...
Monday 30th March 2020 3:47 pm
Also by David F. Freeman:My Old Sweetheart | Green Frog with Gray Hair | Fine Wine | Battle of the Bulge | Corona Virus AKA Covid 19 | How Can I Tell You | Canyon Raven |
My mother always said "confidence is key"
Dad said "don't grow up like me"
My grandfather maintained that " the best things in life are free,
My grandmother would always incline to disagree.
So what advice will I give when it's needed,
will my views at that time seem somewhat concided,
they wont see the struggle that Ive had, or the or the times I proceeded.
Now, would you b...
Monday 30th March 2020 11:58 am
Also by Luke:The life and times of us. |
They all turn into madness.
Fear, the poison, injected too often.
A vaccination to prevent you from optimism,
from being an individual,
from the hope you kept deep inside.
You are infected with gloomy thoughts and panic feelings,
a fever of silence.
Only your own mind can set you free,
let you heal and open your eyes for beauty, kindness
and the hidden truth.
Monday 30th March 2020 10:18 am
Also by Magical Whispers:Fairy dust | The flower in my hand | The end of the world | Someday | Freedom | Escape. | Escape. | Freedom of movement | The real danger | Ghost spring | Music in me. | Release and cords | Fear is the real virus. | Rain. | (untitled) | Ruler of fluids |
A ruthless killer
Far-reaching as the sun
Rides upon the wind
Partial to none.
There's no distinction
Between great and small
Minion and lord
Together they fall.
A time for reflection
-though terror is rife
Men are equal in death
Why not in life?
Monday 30th March 2020 10:02 am
Base is the trust
The base is lost.
Monday 30th March 2020 6:55 am
Also by Ruvi Galhena:Valentine met in Quarantine | Women's Day |
start more stories
than I can finish
love more women
than I can sleep with
I burn decades
cutting out lives
I don’t claim to understand
what I’ve done it doesn’t matter
I guess I never thought
I could hold onto something so elus...
Monday 30th March 2020 3:17 am
Also by Robert C Gaulke:The science | All having had the same idea | Friends | Bleh! | Before the world came in | bully | Quiet Contemplation | The family you don't have | things called you | Posing | Our dog years | You're so expensive | I lose everything | Your Gong | The 26 | isolated tracks | Haptics | Lunch with Tomorrow |
Every thing goes wrong when
Every thing is going to get better
Was it my destiny or I screw things up
Is there a good future lying ahead
Will I be able to ever make it to my dreams
Will I ever be able to survive the ugly situations
Struggling alone isn't an easy task to seek
With God's power everything becomes easy
Unless patience and faith is imbibed within blood
Monday 30th March 2020 2:48 am
Listen I'll never be a hero
A hero could never do the awful things I've done
See I've lose everything I loved
I'll never see the days when I'll be happy
So I'll run from the darkness that's in the light
Just look at how far I've when
I tried to kill myself
I only failed because
The bullet jammed the gun
So don't tell me I should move on
I put my passion in waiting for her
Monday 30th March 2020 2:26 am
Also by Damon Blackery:T,O,A,I,D | Space Cowboy (Twilight Melody) | Unkind | Theories of a Madman (Experiment 432) | Space Cowboy (the goddess coat | Space Cowboy (A Ghost Monument) | Firefly Mounment | Window | Biohazard Relationship | No Halo | Drug | Broken Heart 1 | Never (song lyrics) | How Does It Feel? | Nothing Good Here | Death Bed (Not a Love Poem!) | Stupid Boy | Sad Trap Bass XD | Petty I am | He Needs Her More Then She Knows | (untitled) | A Disturbing Fear of Bitter Blasphemy Broken Upon All The Wounds 2 | A Goddamn Vacancy 2 | A Goddamn Vacancy | Coffee Dreamer |
He knocked at the door
Shouting ‘let me in!’
Tempting us to go out
With his whisky and gin
He hid around corners
Under tables and chairs
Trying his best
To catch us unawares
He was sitting on benches
Where others had sat
He was on garden fences
Where we’d stop for a chat
He was hanging around
Tesco trolly parks
He was all over door han...
Sunday 29th March 2020 11:31 pm
Also by Ian Whiteley:All We Left Were Birds | Grave | Is There, In Truth, No Beauty | Event Horizon | End Of Days | Chinese Whispers |
Dear Weary and Tiresome Souls,
When you get caught up with years from the past
Does it make you ache for what didn’t last?
Are you strong enough to stand when shame passes through?
Or do you bandage your wounds to hide them from view?
Has it become hard for you to breathe bearing all that weight
It’s easy to wander when the narrow gets too straight.
Your shoulders car...
Sunday 29th March 2020 11:24 pm
Also by Itsjustmedownhere:Inner Demons (Edited) |
She usually sat alone, Sitting away from the crowds.
She watched how the dribbles dropped down from the mouth of the one who spoke too often.
The weakest one.
Sunday 29th March 2020 11:05 pm
Also by Emer Ni Chorra:The whole of me | Sapiosexual | Yellow green iris | Dedicated to my Mother (Happy Mother's Day) | Sunshine-19 |
“I want to taste your thoughts while tasting your lips , I want to taste your skin on my tongue, put my hands in your hair .
If only I could get close to you. Smell your body close up, trace my fingers down your spine, outlined the curves that trips my mind.
You make me dream with my eyes open, like a lion hunting his prey. I watch from the shadows, afraid of the light you give off, I want y...
Sunday 29th March 2020 10:10 pm
Flicking through images
Time had confined to history
Memory rewinds and fast forwards
The past to the present
Captured on Morecambe Bay's
By sun's sorcery cast
The canvass appears incomplete
A flock of people _
A squabble of seagulls _
A stew of oystercatcher _
Just the two of us _
Sunday 29th March 2020 10:07 pm
Also by Abdul Ahmad:Shall we be friends? | Judge not too harsly | I would be nothing without you | The violin concerto | Really _ the dead woman was her mother! | The Rainbow | The drop of water that made the Silver Birch blush | The final destination | Silence isn't always golden! | Was it really she? |
I have two friends called Hugh
Hugh Janus and Hugh Jarce
When they break wind together
they can shatter cut glass
Individually less potent
though after they've gone
my glass is unshattered
but the smell lingers on
Sunday 29th March 2020 9:47 pm
Also by Brian Maryon:With Unquenchable Fire? | Travel Whilst in Lockdown | Social Distancing in Tonypandy SHOCK HORROR | Stuck Indoors! | Stuck!!! | Huw Edwards Watch Out | How to Reduce My Carbon Footprint? | Roadkill |
Talc on the floor
The music is in rare quantity
For what's in store
Symbol of the night owl
The ll nighters seem to last all day
Phet taken in mass dosage
To dance the blues away
Dapper lads in flares or tonics
With Off shoots of the mods
Are flock to be here
After Trading records at the pub
Drinking that first beer
Who dances the best?
Sunday 29th March 2020 9:27 pm
Also by Keiron Higgins:gran. | we sell hope | Down with the sickness |
Do not seek the armpit of distress
Bury your head
Lock the door
Draw the curtains
And pull up the drawbridge of despair
Do not fear the uncertain breeze
Of cough and of sneeze
Be the people you are destined to be
Meet the challenge
Light the light
Of love and of hope
Don’t run like frightened hungry rats
You are not one of a pack
You are part of a fami...
Sunday 29th March 2020 5:07 pm
Also by Martin Elder:Alone together | Mr and Mrs Death |
The smallest tendrils of smoke rising from the dying coals
Maybe I'm just too old now for passion
Maybe I've let my fear become my life
Am I any different since I've done it all to myself?
Am I any less selfish since all I do is display my emotions?
What is the meaning if I can't remember the words
Spoken to me early and quickly ignored
Blindly through feeling with no thought ...
Sunday 29th March 2020 4:02 pm
Also by Collin Pulmano:(untitled) | Saga of April Dark: Song Twelve | Saga of April Dark: Song Eleven | Saga of April Dark: Song Ten |
What if the Sabbath weren’t a day
but a state of being
that permeates our earthereal Eden?
What would you keep holy?
Sunday 29th March 2020 3:00 pm
Also by Ushiku Crisafulli:Herd (Co)Mmunity | Purple Pill |
He doesn't ride anywhere
not a flying horse
or one fashioned in gold
he has walked these hard streets
apparently every day
have you seen him?
Too shy to sing out
no will to write
no telling his past or future
he stood where doors were closing
and still when lights went out
Not recognised in the mirror
nor noticed in the dream
he has taken clouds for his friends
Sunday 29th March 2020 1:55 pm
Also by Adam Whitworth:The Matter Of The Heart | today's poem- | through the round window | Another Chance | Alternative Vow |
imagine doing the thankless job of rivets
hold together, you beleaguered son of a bitch
hold together, this heaving, creaking hull
this, sinking, stinking patchwork glory
made at the end of so many stubbed cigars
held wet, by the mouth
while two busy hands
idled towards retirement , pounding away
christening by the light of midnight oils, annointed
(10 in 1!)
in the warbled so...
Sunday 29th March 2020 1:32 pm
Also by Zach Dafoe:placeholder for something darker II (03/25/2020) | you can probably guess the title, there's a theme going here (03/09/2020) | a placeholder for something darker (03/03/2020) | Recycle (03/02/2020) |
We need a sense of the unity of life and of humans for the sake of human welfare and for the survival of the planet. We need a sense of unity with the cosmos so that we can connect with Reality. But we also need a sense of individuality, for the sake of our own dignity and independence and of the loving care for others. We need it to appreciate each natural form, each animal and plant, each human ...
Sunday 29th March 2020 7:44 am
oh where, oh where can the virus be.
It's in your shopping carts
It's your use of money
it's in the hands of Bill Gates, Elon Musk, world leaders and the heads of the universal banking anthority
out to colaberate
out to orchrastrate
out to compose the new world order
I hope you're plugged in
'cause if your not
you won't get to be a part
Oh where, where can the viru...
Sunday 29th March 2020 7:41 am
What kills us slowly
But greatly fear
What kills us quickly
We are not ready yet
Sunday 29th March 2020 6:49 am
Also by Hallielle Rose Dawson:All Fall Down | Child | Windmills | Devastated | Wind travelers | Aquarium Hysteria | Buried | Lillian Marie | In Verse | Pocket lights | Lucky, Right? |
~He pretends the river is an ocean
When one can't have the potent dose
One makes do with the dilluted potion
Caught between two jagged green coasts
The murky current slowly propells his motion
If he has a good, sturdy boat
He might just last to see his ocean~
Sunday 29th March 2020 6:09 am
Also by M3RK:Mosaic | LLJ | When will I see you again? | Love Letter to a Stranger | Plastic Razor Blades | Invisible | Summer |
I drove down to see you,
stood in your doorway unannounced
you were there with another,
I again felt like an outsider
I didn't belong
after I wrote you at length
many love songs
My poems wrapped in a box,
delivered but only to be forgotten
my heart still in shock
you were going away
never to be seen again
until the month of May
when I would fly thousands of miles
just to see that ...
Sunday 29th March 2020 5:43 am
Also by Mika:Three Little Dots | Our Story is Done | The Truth Within | A Pause... | Deep in Thought | Words At Night | The Haunting | Learning To Forget | What Really Matters | A Sea of Red | Start with ‘Hello’ | Knowing Limits | Heartbeats | Little Baby | The Disposables | Another Love Poem |
(Warning: the audio is unexpurgated)
It’s been a source of some regret that I had missed my chance
To be a superhero with my kecks inside my pants.
I wanted to be Batman and to fight the city’s crime
I’d get hold of The Piddler and I’d make him serve his time.
Or whizz around like Superman, on guard by day and night
Looking out for phone boxes in case my pants got tight.
Sunday 29th March 2020 12:58 am
Also by John Coopey:WE DON'T NEED NO VENTILATORS (Brexit Before Breathing) | LP's, SINGLES and 78's | MY SWEET HOARD | I'LL BEAT THIS VIRUS WITH TOILET ROLLS | I HAVE SEEN THE FUTURE | UNSKILLED LABOUR | CORDUROYS | A BLOWJOB A DAY | TORY BULLY | CRADLE - A TRIOLET |
The skeletal frame of a Rollercoaster
Onto which fitted wheels, seating
Garish moulded plastic coloured
Inert silence no power from running current
Except for birds in the sky theme park
Abandoned except for giant tent building
The envelope opened up hand around throat
Sent to every house in town
And from source iron doors
Air conditioning to breathe ou...
Saturday 28th March 2020 11:45 pm
Also by Aaron Murdoch:Hi, I used to write in pen and type up afterwards. That was until I wrote this piece annnnnDDDD THE POWER!!! THE INFINIT- |
- Days ago, when the darkness found a way to creep back
I must admit that guilt pours through my veins on days like today
When inside of my head, all seems hopeless
I may no longer be clinical
But depression doesn't care that I was healing
It doesn't seem to matter that for a few weeks I was doing better
Despite the distractions I threw in its path
Through the dark ...
Saturday 28th March 2020 10:04 pm
Also by Cait Abbott:reincarnation in the debris | Final Closure | Plans for the Future | Hindsight | Dreamland | Coping Mechanism | it's all okay, now | Linger | Decadence | Of Something Good | 21:59 | Small Beginnings |
As a sapling I was wounded now I'm a crooked tree bearing bitter fruit. I ferment my fruits and drink them as wine. Intoxicated with dark love.
I pursue the wind as life's servant.
Cruelty shapes beauty to take the breath away.
I regret knowledge but not learning. To know certain truths is to harbour a foetus of cancer.
The voice of God should be ignored if you want to remain blissf...
Saturday 28th March 2020 8:16 pm
Also by Daniel Reuben King:Oberon of All inside All | Half finished. | For The Suffering Of My Darling Limos | The Love Of A Wound For Another Is Deeper Than The Wound Itself | A Circle To Encompass The Universe |
What if we manage ourselves,
We play extra time
And we both ref,
What if we decide the lineman?
What if I omit lonely from thine chambers,
What if sadness is rid off,
What if no one is able to fill this space,
What if my rainbow isn't complete Without your daffodils?
What if I meet your quest,
What If I'm the map to your shape,
What if your happiness is within,
Saturday 28th March 2020 5:34 pm
Mister Phillip Glass Sir, please forgive me but, I thought this piece would make great an accompaniment to your very thought provoking works. If it upsets you, I will remove the piece but, I am a fan of your works and hope you understand how it most definitely feels valid and sits well.
Facades is an Orchestral Piece written By Phillip Glass.
Saturday 28th March 2020 4:23 pm
Also by ZTK Space:Guess Where Daddy's From | Going Home By Candle | A Prayer To K-Pax | The Silent Commodoties Born Poor | The Fashions of a Yeehaw Man | Tommy by Rudyard Kipling | Tin City | Transcode - The Return To Middle Earth | The Loan of Bread Now Stale | The Dance and Trickery of Evil |
Grandma used to tell this story, how she drove a truck into a wall,
in the war, when she was in the Land Army, a truck full of turnips,
knocked down a wall, and Grandad said he saw his mate die on a
boat, right next to him, shot stone dead, right there, right next to him,
just like that, right there. And I tell you about how, in the 80s,
the shops couldn’t open on a Sunda...
Saturday 28th March 2020 4:23 pm
Also by Joe Williams:Urban Pedestrian |
Poem 60 of 230: GREEN-LIGHT
Things go relatively fast in England,
And traffic lights are no exception -
For pedestrians, a young fleet-of-foot’s
Street-crossing time seems the selection.
But if - re the aged - leaders increase times,
It surely won’t cost them election.
(C) David Franks 2003 -
Saturday 28th March 2020 2:36 pm
বেদনাদায়ক নৈরাশ্যে উদীয়মান আলেমেরা
সামাজিক যোগাযোগ মাধ্যম বর্তমান সময়ে পৃথিবীকে আমাদের হাতের মুঠোয় এনে দিয়েছে।এই সোশ্যাল মিডিয়া আমাদের পুরোনো সেই দিন গুলোর কথা ভুলিয়ে দিয়েছে, যে কোন এককালে আমরা চাইলেই আমাদের প্রিয় জনের খোজ এত সহজে নিতে পারতাম না।তবে দেরীতে নিতে পারলেও তার সুদুর প্রসারী একটা প্রাণ আকর্ষন ছিলো।বাড়ী হতে দূরে থাকলে আপনজনদোর একটা চিঠির অপেক্ষায় থাকতাম।চিঠি ...
Saturday 28th March 2020 2:00 pm
Also by Md Abdul Hannan:ওমা মাতৃভূমি | গুহাবাসী যুবসম্প্রদায় | THE THINGS ABOUT DEFOLIATE | ধর্ষণ বনাম আমাদের সমাজ |
In the etherical fabric
Fears knit together
Truth mixed with lies
Silence is loud
Feeling out words
Reality & fantasy
Inner world becomes
More real than outside
We ran from ourselves
Now we can't hide
Saturday 28th March 2020 1:31 pm
Also by Ruth O'Reilly:Spring! | Earthling Evacuation | Friday 13th just got serious | This Tree | Life In 2020 | Bird table |
I remember death
The hounding of life;
the moving into stillness
The pounding presence
quite in the stillness
The ringing of ears
The fill of anxiety;
the hack of the flesh
The dripping of time
congealed in my blood
Saturday 28th March 2020 8:30 am
To be something you wish you weren't,
As though that could be true,
Let's take another dip?
The tar at its center,
Take this breath deep.
Sank this way,
In the darkened waters.
My blood seeps through the veins,
And the rolled ends split.
Food for thought,
In a decedant moon.
Nah just such audacity,
To keep on breathing.
Saturday 28th March 2020 5:47 am
Also by Alita Moore:Diet Coke | The gift of life | Religion | Overwhelming | Power | so it were |
Saturday 28th March 2020 4:57 am
Also by Vautaw:Smiles | Leisurely Life Lessons | Shall We Dance | Tuning In | Lucid Dreams | When I’m Gone | Artists & Critics | Unmasking the Ego | A Poet's Prayer | Brick Roads | Shadows |
The future is uncertain,
The past remains unchanged,
Only the now is truly forgiving,
Worry is a burden,
Regret drives you insane,
Surrender both to the moment and start living.
Friday 27th March 2020 6:35 pm
Also by Jason Bayliss:Sing | Ring-A-Ring O'Covid | Covid Kiss | Let My Rock Be Hope | Dissociated Grocery Shop |
So called because of the Coronavirus my trip was called off as country after country shut down as it swept across the world. Everything started out as usual, plans were made, put into action, events recorded in rhyme. Reaching 1500 travel poems would be easy, by the time I'd finished it could have been well over 1600 but it was not to be. I decided to carry on writing and make 1500. The image see...
Friday 27th March 2020 5:21 pm
All remember and do not forget
Those to whom we owe our greatest debt.
They help us when we are in distress;
It is all of those who work for the NHS.
Around the clock they are always there,
And all this time they surely care.
Though it is something that we just expect
From those who deserve more respect.
Each worker endlessly strives
To cure and save all of our lives.
Friday 27th March 2020 3:57 pm
Also by Stuart Vanner:Moving Forwards | Honour | On the Up | Spring |
IN THE TIME OF QUIET
No one’s told the daffodils about the pause to Spring
And no one’s told the birds to roost and asked them not to sing
No one’s asked the lazy bee to cease his bumbling round
And no one’s stopped the bright green shoots emerging through the ground
No one’s told the sap to rest, deep within the wood
And stop the sleepy trees from waking, wreathed about in bud
No one’s tol...
Friday 27th March 2020 3:52 pm
A wall to predate that in Berlin or
One to mirror the Great Wall of China
Bestowed the name of the philanthropic Emperor
To consolidate his vast Empire, to discourage war
Steeped in ancient Greek culture he fell in love
Not with the Parthenon or the Temple of Olympus
Uninspired by the voices of Delphi
He was besotted by the beauty of a young man
Friday 27th March 2020 1:52 pm
Also by keith jeffries:A Curse or a Blessing | Homely Love | A Silver Framed Photograph | Infection | Antiquity |
If you were here right now,
What would you say?
I think you’d be appalled,
Shocked by the way,
This nightmare is unfolding.
A dream we can’t wake.
Why are people not listening?
Not learning from mistakes.
If you were here right now,
The news would be on repeat.
You’d support the government,
But still give them some heat.
But we’d be worried about you,
Friday 27th March 2020 1:50 pm
Routine is important.
A glass of red each evening
at five when the latest
government health advice
Is screened. My
indigestion is easing.
Regular, heatlhy meals together,
no dashing out in the evening.
The calendar’s just blank spaces,
just the odd event scrawled
in months ago and left
for historic interest.
And some things are becoming clearer.
Friday 27th March 2020 10:12 am
Also by Greg Freeman:The crowd |
Unfortunately, I have come to the conclusion
That the human race has come to terms
That we forced ourself to this sterile life
And now are prisoners to the smallest germs
Thursday 26th March 2020 8:13 pm
Also by Joe Marcello:LITTLE PERSONAL | HALF FULL | PENCIL ME IN |
'Crush' published in Open Pen yesterday...
all best, loves x
Thursday 26th March 2020 10:52 am
There he was flying through the air
without a single care
free as a bird
Holding my heart in his wings
Eyes of blue
Heart of gold
I was told
it would be like this
Something so pure
Something so true
How could I love you
Your small hands wrapped
in a twine of joy
I so miss my grandson...be safe all...
Thursday 26th March 2020 6:35 am
I tried to write a sonnet. I was quite proud of it, but it didn't win.
Engaged since birth against one deadly foe,
A mortal combat all must surely yield,
No clemency or kindness can we know,
No soul alive will leave this battlefield.
The lines of combat proudly crease my face,
My hair turns slowly, unabashed, to gray.
I must accept with honour and good grace,
Wednesday 25th March 2020 9:01 pm
Also by Becky Who:Fatigue |
To each of us, our own mountains
Of ego, anger, and countless wishes
Heaps of deadly snakes of jealousy
Eerie glaciers of cold relationship
Volcanos of wrath and revenge
To each of us, our own mountains
which mark our destiny.
Standing tall between us
and our loved ones,
insurmountable they seem.
To each of us, our own mountains
which can be paved only by love.
Wednesday 25th March 2020 8:36 pm
Also by Binte Afroz:Human Cake |
are empty now:
spring sun tempts us - "lower
your guard, fall into this loving
Wednesday 25th March 2020 7:04 pm
The authorities received knowledge they needed to create humanity. Sophia Zoe, who is with Sabaoth, anticipated them. She laughed at their decision, because they are blind, and they created humanity in ignorance and against their own interests. They did not know what they were doing
- On The Origin of the World
Wednesday 25th March 2020 5:42 pm
Also by Kealan Coady:Horizons of Neverwhere | The Natural Habitat of the Cube-Eating SkyFish | Misguided Madness Calls For The Quirkiest Measures | Cat Struck | Hermetic Neo-Septet | The Sketching of a Shadow Once Described by a Blindman with Third Hand Knowledge | ForeThoth | Haunt Alive | Molochule |
The Crucible of Change
Somewhere, in the chaotic crucible
An idea is forming.
In the churning turmoil a star is birthing
An answer building.
In the dust of the dying world
A way can be found.
From our dark place see the future,
What can be done.
Accept that now does not work for all,
Too many cast aside.
Relearn what’s important, what we need and
Wednesday 25th March 2020 10:54 am
Also by Kevin Latham:Alone with the Virus |
Spring has sprung
and with it came an eerie feeling
Even flowers could not mask it
Wednesday 25th March 2020 10:35 am
The Saga Of Cnut Slugshaw
It was over a thousand years ago
In the year nine-seventy one
When a dragon-headed Viking ship
Came sailing up the Don
And at the helm was Ragnar Slugshaw
That infamous Viking brute
Who’d brought along his little brother
The lad they called Cnut
Cnut was quite an ‘andsome lad
But naïve, with an un-blooded sword...
Wednesday 25th March 2020 6:54 am
Also by kJ Walker:Paddy Put Poor Peggy Back On The Game |
How the knobs within certain doors fasten their hinges to my ceiling, during the hours of my own apocalypse; bursting into clouds.
Is this not standard for poetry?
Wits of a madwoman, how she writes the scores this evening.
That tattered bell in multitude and proportions, shimmering sequins from out, and beneath her dress.
Constellations within the drawers of the aorta full of notes th...
Wednesday 25th March 2020 3:06 am
Also by Mimi:...The Free Verse... |
there’s another world out there
with beings green and lanky
vibrating in the silence of dark matter
hiding in the corners of our satellites
one that transcends human knowledge and
exists in the shivering silence of space
where leader does not mean sadist
and brother does not mean enemy
there must be more -
must be a life-form ...
Wednesday 25th March 2020 12:01 am
Also by owen:i am a bad person | covid-infinity | delievered | i know | a tweet that is sad enough to post here | i'm sad, but pathetic so i'm writing about it | bookshop (a poem about those fkn self-help books) |
And after last bleak one, I'd like to give some balance with this message of hope and love.
by mike booth
Wednesday 4th September 2019 5:53 pm
Hide and Seek
Put fear on the list of things you should lose
With odd socks and gloves and your second best shoes.
Let regret go with burdensome guilt,
Give them away with your second hand quilt.
Composure and pe...
Tuesday 24th March 2020 11:36 pm
Also by mike booth:Write Hope on Your Arm | Flat Pack Love :An Ode to Ikea! |
At the time all those little things,
I guess they seemed so small,
But right now I know for sure,
That we really had it all.
On 31st January,
We bought the new year in,
Made our resolutions, celebrated,
Couldn’t wait for the new year to begin.
A few months down the line,
Who would have known,
The world would be in lock down,
And we couldn’t leave our home...
Tuesday 24th March 2020 9:24 pm
Nature showers her blessings in abundance..
Filtering sunshine, sparkling rainbows and cascading falls..
It nurtures life to blossom from the depths of her coherence..
Its fury ,yet has no bounds,spares none but all..
So much has been snatched and plundered away.
She is deprived, uncared and abandoned..
Her desperate pleas of help,never heard,left in dismay..
The betrayal of mankind, absolu...
Tuesday 24th March 2020 8:51 pm
In the stillness,
My tongue tastes each sip
of my coffee
In the stillness,
My teeth grind every bite
of my food
In the stillness,
My eyes linger over each word
In the stillness,
languorously write every letter
In the stillness,
My hands slowly
color each petal
In the stillness,
My heart speaks
I hear my thoughts...
Tuesday 24th March 2020 3:52 pm
A mother's Love
One who’s love is so sweet
Who’s Love is more than complete
Her Love as strong as concrete
Always there when your feeling sick
A mother and a child’s bond so thick
Encourages her children all the time
Her kindness rings like a chime
Always protects her children no matter what
When something’s wrong with her kids
She feels it in her gut
Tuesday 24th March 2020 3:36 am
Also by yaminah zurita:My Dreams | These Years | Your Love | That So Called Life | His Forgiveness |
"The problem you are
that you never seem to see
is that you put me down
without even looking through me
Ive changed you see, I AM A NEW MAN
i gave you the world,
even with my filthy hands
you bring up the past
Assuming the worst
again and again
the pattern has curved
While you slow me down
I feel your eyes
Visious innuendos in...
Tuesday 24th March 2020 1:23 am
A certain thing should not be required for black women to exist in any space. A prerequisite of good hair, smooth skin, a slim waste or a “pretty” face.
The black woman, like any human, is a blessings just for being. Her worth is not debased.
Her space is not limited by superficial boundaries.
Her space is every place.
Monday 23rd March 2020 10:58 pm
Also by Melita Clark:The Body - A Holy Place | The Child Freed | Function Stardust() | This Parenting Thing | What Is My Limit? | Prisoners Of The Sun | Eye Of The Storm | Tired Flowers | Sunset In The City |
As the Roman Empire dwindled
And left us on our own
Were our ancestors befuddled
As they waved them off to Rome?
Could the darkness that resulted
Have been a happier kind of caper
If those left behind had been more kind
And not hoarded toilet paper?
When William the Conqueror
Brought his army to our shore
Poor Harold tried before he died
And who could ask a bloke for more?
Did his sol...
Monday 23rd March 2020 9:30 pm
I live with these fallen people
in this shaded land,
their conquests lost
within their broken dreams,
as I queue for bread and beer:
this world of fear and dust
entering my lungs
leaving me lost in time
looking at their stained hands.
Monday 23rd March 2020 9:07 pm
If you read with a critical eye
A literary equation
Then you miss the words on the page
That don’t fit
Of what good poetry is
If you hear
With a critical ear
Your needle skips the tune
Of this person’s record
If you close your heart
To the emotional lexicon
Of arterial verse
Pumping raw feelings
Monday 23rd March 2020 4:58 pm
Also by Ophelia:Look at Mother Nature on the Run | Music of the Waves | The Weeping Willow | Little Me | Apocalyptic Honey |
This novel crown is not desired,
not sought after or fought for,
nor jewelled in glittering gold
elevating those who bear it.
Giving not riches, power, authority
but conferring weakness and disability,
more like the crown of thorns so long ago
used to torment and humiliate before expiry.
This comes alone with never a belov'ed face
helping to tide them over the brink...
Monday 23rd March 2020 3:36 pm
Also by Jennifer Malden:Fellini in Florence | H & M episode 2 | Happily never after? | The Second Sight |
There is a moment between dreams
when you’re neither here nor there
A dream can pull you one way
Or pull you another
There’s a calmness and understanding
That your inner self can touch
That your secret self can feel
Pulling you together
Perhaps you’re in tune with someone
Connecting soul to soul
Someone that you’ve never met
Someone that you’ve known, for...
Monday 23rd March 2020 3:31 pm
I was fourteen, and someone had
to raise my father all over again--his brothers and sisters
just didn't understand home. Seven years before,
I was falling asleep in the backseat of his car
without a seatbelt, hearing the second verse
to Guitar Man, the abrupt switch to AM, the gust
from the open window catching smoke and ash.
But those days,
he stumbled fr...
Monday 23rd March 2020 3:13 pm
what with it
no instruction manual
only thing promised
before you realize
here to ...
Monday 23rd March 2020 12:13 pm
Also by cindylee loucks:RATHER YOU GO AWAY | LIFE LESSONS | LET IT SHOW |
Untouched but not Unfelt
Spent years like a husk
now life is kindling again,
purifying from pain
and pleasantly plentiful
The cage of the State
for I traversed the labyrinth of my own mind
So I shall recognise shackles
as a concept,
but be mindful of surrendering control.
Isolate from crowds but not from feelings,
not from unde...
Sunday 22nd March 2020 9:08 pm
The world is currently in a panic,
From ongoing and sudden monstrosities.
Our health is in jeopardy, our economy is in tatters.
But Evangeline Lilly, why is freedom your main concern?
I try my hardest to not be ignorant
Everybody is in a different situation after all.
Some cannot self-isolate despite being at risk,
Some have bosses' such as Phillip Green
Sunday 22nd March 2020 5:41 pm
I saw Mrs CV yesterday in the supermarket
she wasn’t at all what I thought she would be
middle-aged with a smiley, rounded face
nothing evil about her at all
There were too many people
at the check-outs
I ran out of there for safety reasons
passing her frolicking kids
on the newspaper stand
‘Hey!’ shouted Mr CV
loitering on one of the doors
‘come and pick...
Sunday 22nd March 2020 2:10 pm
Here to see something more
I is bleak I used to care
for me I don't know why
teeth rotting lost a war
gone forever too
csnt see you for the I
start again a dream
a thought of me
a man just
Sunday 22nd March 2020 12:46 pm
Nicky New Zealand 1999
His hands shook
His face contorted
He fought with
Into his coffee
Thought no one
As his new day
Was inhaled past
His vomit rotted
His breath stunk
His skin was
He hadn’t washed
Saturday 21st March 2020 8:41 pm