Poetry Blogs (May 2020)
From a very early age I had imbibed the opinion that it was every man's duty to do all that lay in his power to leave his country as good as he had found it.. William Cobbett
My native land – England – has gone from me
Shrouded in a so-called unity, called ‘diversity’
a shibboleth, as fake as those who preach it.
Our ravished land is no longer a king’s demesne,
But is now a poor, peculiar, ...
Sunday 31st May 2020 9:52 pm
Also by John E Marks:i.m. C. P. Cavafy, poet | Destitute | Premonition | Dogs who love the rain | Avoiding the Apocalypse | ANGHARAD’S DREAM | A Sweet May-day | Pebbles from my skull | Vignette | METEMPSYCHOSIS | DUBLIN, 1988 | Only love can break your heart | Anti-viral | TO THE CRAGS, WHERE EAGLES SOAR | Troubadour | WORKING GIRL | Run for your life | The decline of the west | The swan's last waltz | A quiet disbelief in nothing | Infant mortality | DOGS | The Pharmacology of Shadow | Charlie (2007 - 2020) | In commemoration of the fall of Kōnstantinoúpolis 29 May 1453 | VICTIM | NEVER FORGIVE - NEVER FORGET | AH! BRIGHT ANGEL | THE EGOTISTICAL SUBLIME | Northern Fells |
He was a seemingly unhappy cat
moping around the way he did
just sliding under the table and
no interaction of significance
just the short look when food
appeared and he took from the
cat bowl studiously as if there
was something intangible on
his furry mind – until that is
Netinu moved in next door
and it was love at first sight,
then the kittens came an...
Sunday 31st May 2020 8:58 pm
Also by Philipos:GRUMPUS MAGNUS | PENSMANSHIP | BRINGING IT HOME | DICTIONARIES | COMPARISONS | TURNING ABOUT | (untitled) | THE DICTATOR | FOLICULES | INFUSIONS | A SENSE OF SPRING | BLANKET COVERAGE | VERILY | SHOOTING STARS | A MORNING IN MAY 2020 | HARBOURED TALES | UNHEAVENLY CONVERSATIONS | RUSTIC THOUGHTS | SHRINES | COSMOS | AFTER THE GAS | SENSING A PRESENCE | OVER THE TOP | SHUTTERS | STARFISH | FLIGHTS | SEMPERVIVUM PECTORUM | LAST POSTS | SMOKE AND MIRRORS | BANDS IN THE MALL | FAIRY TALES | BUCKING OFF | SPARING A THOUGHT |
I turned around one last time
To see what was it that was left behind
Betrayal, humiliation, cheat, fraud, conspiracy
Happiness, joy, laughter, smiles, love
I tried to look closely, I found
God, Peace, hope, trust, convictions
The only truth of life, rest everything is but a test, a trial
A blessing is a blessed heart, a blessed mind, a blessed soul
Sunday 31st May 2020 6:49 pm
Also by Moon.girl:Bitter devastated | Prayer | Uncertainties of life | Moongirl.mooning | Alpha, beta, gamma. | Roller coaster life | Hands of time | Lullaby!! (Kid zone poetry) | Woodpecker's serenade | Thank you! | Moongirl.renewed energies | Moongirl.unclouded | Crazy thoughts vibrating | Moongirl.moon.light | Just feelings!! | Moongirl.waiting | Inside the little head | Divinely love | Dream visitor | Moongirl.commitments | As you like | Forgiveness | Death came knocking | Pandora box | Hold me | Darkest tree | Moongirl.cheerful | Love showers | Moongirl.power | Live your life | It's all in your head | You're safe even in pandemic | (untitled) | GPS activated | Whispering love | Jumblebox ideas | How can people be so fake | What can love do | Moon.girl.awaiting | Moon.girl- love n love | What next? | Farewell bells ringing | Once again | Middle of the night poetry | Hey happiness!! | Moon and girl | Moongirl.fadingaway | I'm still here | Thank you | Will survive IA | I'll wait! | Gratitude | Perfect date | Rejuvenating | There's a song playing in my mind☆☆☆ | The door!! Knock knock | Together forever!! IA | What it means to me? | Right or easy | Poets mind | Breathe!! | Smiling soul!! | Two and two is five | Help me! | Lockdownprayer | Moongirl.dreamweaver | Assessments | The swing | Moongirl.disappointed | Lockdown diaries | Love you moon | I wish to write | Lost dreams | Moongirl.onaseriousnote |
Have you got any Stephen King?
-No, we don't do horror.
Have you got any Agatha Christie?
-No, we don't do crime.
Have you got any JK Rowling?
-No, we don't do children's.
Have you got any Danielle Steele?
-No, we don't do romance.
What do you do?
I'm a greengrocer, mate,
What do you...
Sunday 31st May 2020 6:29 pm
Also by branwell kent:Rhyme |
Give me some time
who I was
when we met
you might not like
who I am now
Sunday 31st May 2020 6:02 pm
Also by Liam Osaneo:marching | torch | need | sold | journey | clouds | friend | full | universe | burn |
Oh! the rain sky poured,
And I stole sometime from busy life,
clearing the mess of my room,
to do my favorite task.
Oh! the tiny water droplets,
falling in laps of the mother earth,
with some thunder and lightning,
playing the music of rain.
The dance of nature,
and green leaves of trees,
playing and refreshing itself with zillions of tiny droplets of rain.
The aroma of rain,
Sunday 31st May 2020 5:31 pm
Also by Ankita Srivastava:Plight of Migrant Labor Covid19 2020 |
here a tallow skull spurting mist
of red and smoke chokes the air
here a woman with a broken mouth
screaming for mercy face down
in the concrete
an old black man long-alchemised
from ashlar to pillar cries in throes
of righteous anger as the skeletal horde
burn down his fought-for foundation
there an elderly couple threading waves of angry bodies
beaten to a pulp simply
Sunday 31st May 2020 5:27 pm
Also by Kealan Coady:Blackpills from Babylon | The Nephilim of Croghan Hill | The Sound of Blood and the Left-Handed Moon | We Are All That We Are |
Don't talk to me of "due process"
When I'm marching with the mob;
It messes with my actions
And how I view my job
Of trashing up the neighbourhood
And plundering the shops,
Making hay as the sunshine sets
On the guilt or innocence of cops.
Sunday 31st May 2020 3:16 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:MAN UP! | FINAL CURTAIN | DIVISION ! | PAVEMENT ARTIST | CAUSE AND EFFECT | GOODBYE PICCADILLY, FAREWELL LEICESTER SQUARE? | NEGLECT | DOWN BY THE MEWSTONE | FAT CHANCE (or "Only in America") | BADLY, MADLY, SADLY | OOPS! (or "Double the fun"!) | GOOD ADVICE | WHY WOMEN DON'T READ IN THE BATHROOM | V.E. DAY 1945-2020 | LEATHER ON WILLOW | OTHERS |
They group up
protected by numbers
they race around
anything that hurts
the idea is not to protest
the idea is to destroy
a savage inclination
a basic instinct
the ugly truth
they are the Barbarians at the gate
and no one stops them
Sunday 31st May 2020 1:33 pm
Also by d.knape:New Worlds | City Library | At Home---a poem by O.L. Buzzerd | Satchel's Poem | Non-Profit | Daddy Long-legs | The 6 Foot Rule | Prisoners | Wild Rice | Hand Wringing | Morning Rush | OWED TO SPAM | Old Man | Cliff's Notes | Non-Essential | Thank You For Your Order | Doing A Favor | Double Rainbow | Southern Fried | Keep Your Distance | In No Uncertain Terms | Expectations | Fear Of Wife | Doctor's Appointment | No Comment | STAY SAFE | Buttercups & Such | Morning Dew | POET PROTECTIONS |
Thinks he’s the bee’s knees
One big bumble
He’s doing his best
Dreams start to crumble
Chin up chaps
Gets his words
All in a jumble
An Eton boy
So mustn’t grumble
Begins to rumble
He’s such a card
He’s bound to stumble...
Sunday 31st May 2020 12:56 pm
Also by Ian Whiteley:Ritual | Away The Lad | Kneel | Death (XIII) | Tunguska Dawn | Label On The Bottle | Elegy For Days Lost | Fog | Those Low Down Bottle Blues | Narcissus In The Age Of Plastic | This Machine Kills Fascists | fly | Zoomnation | Ye Tale Of Brave Sir Moppalot | Cuttings | Heart Of Stone | For Whom The Hammer Tolls | Unclean | Wastelands | Casting Runes | A Second Changes Everything | Tank Man | Magyk | A Life | Some Words | Third Beach | Freedom At Last | Black Metal Band Looking For A Name | Experts | Mother's Ruin |
a black shawl
over the sun
the long day
the moon crept
inside the dark sky
in a hush
and cast stolen
soft sunlight around
an owl calling loud and deep
flew into sight
to disturb the calm of the night
Sunday 31st May 2020 12:51 pm
Also by Abdul Ahmad:Kingfisher betrayed | The night the Milky Way disappeared | Just another lie | Busy rearing the young | Silence reigned in the end | Will we meet again? | Face to face with gentle giants | Uplifting walk | Life and death companions | What would you rather be? | Lockdown gift | No more | For love | Sonnet_ Love and Lust |
I've told you before stay clear of that
Boy if you ask me there's
Something wrong there
Turning up to school on his own not a soul
Knows a thing about him he's a
(Stand still when I'm
Talking to you) he may be good at
Maths and yes' he's
Tiny but he's always fighting he's
Beaten kids much
Bigger he made mincemeat of Jimmy
Cummings its autism if you...
Sunday 31st May 2020 12:13 pm
Also by simon lucan:Holy Orders | Glory | Nerves | The Visionary | Three Friars | Auntie's Clock | Key Worker | Badged | Venice Treacle | The Servant | Low Sugar | Grey Areas | Legal Tender | Mrs Todd | By The North Star | A Bruise On The Cheek | The Asylum Seeker | The Teacher | Safe | Escape | The Specialist | Underground | The Visitor | Hoard | Snake Hair | Snuff | Fear | Valves | Concrete and Bunting | Slapped | Peace Talks With The Virus | Bird Strike | Taking Stock | Ventilator Dreams | Pram Girl | Digging | Social Work | Memorials | Tutors | Two Sacred Stones | Longships | Mr Crotty | Tyred | Evening Class | Tattoo 1942 | Residues | Fourteen Cats |
Road by road I turn the car
and travel a phrase to a line,
move a sentence to plural,
then to verse to vent a thought,
but within the limit,
as speeding is futile anyway.
Sunday 31st May 2020 12:03 pm
Also by Hannnah:Smoke and Mirrors (A Letter to Section Twenty Eight) | A Side of Me | God or a Vision? | This Stranger in the Room | Her Heart, My Heart | Photographs | Morscode (And Blue Tunes) |
Noticed two little kids playing in the park.
One child was black, one child was white.
They were happy; totally engrossed in their play.
They hadn't learned how to hate.
Lovely to see. It gave me hope.
And I wondered:
What could we learn from them?
Sunday 31st May 2020 12:01 pm
Also by Dorinda MacDowell:Art Gallery, Stockport - A Tribute |
Jane was given four courses of antibiotics,her pain was intense,
Getting a dental appointment was impossible, she was left in suspense.
She had been in agony with an infected tooth since the end of last year,
How long would it take to redress the problem ,she did fear.
For a check-up at the dentist you will have to wait til 2021.
Treating a back log of urgent cases will be the...
Sunday 31st May 2020 10:40 am
Also by hugh:Exercise,exercise get fit | Hells bells | Aya Hachem ,only 19 years old,R.I.P. | Back to school too soon!! | Written by a funeral director | Belly Mujinga 47 years old R.I.P. | Stay alert !!! | A neglected gift | Advice from a homeless victim |
How a mother touches her baby to sleep
How the cool wind in the dusk smells of the last rays of the Sun
Silence has her ways to comfort our soul to stillness
She scrapes the rust of carelessnes
Flinging the debris away from the beating heart
Planting a single seed of hope husked within doubtfulness
In the now fertile soil of calmness
Sunday 31st May 2020 10:37 am
I just saw a poetry teacher say that we should write in our own way,
Speak in our own dialectic tongue,
No fancy poetic language, just rap our crap as we would in the neighbourhoods where we belong,
Don’t fret about scansion, or rhyme, or rhythm, or our own distinctive dialectic style being understood,
And to be fair it just made me smile and think, “Ok, good,”
So I started thinking, “we...
Sunday 31st May 2020 10:28 am
Also by Jason Bayliss:A Bitter Bite | Old Dogs, Old Tricks | Singularity | Give Me Space | One Last Dance | One Last Dance | It Bleeds | Buds | In Summary | Once More | Metamorph | Still Hope | Blind | Punch Drunk | Rich |
it's all a bit too much
the instant videos
the screaming polls
the nagging photos
social media seriously harms your mental health,
they say that but then they bully their friends
and post about their weekends
where they excluded others
knowing they'll see it
and Like it
not like it, of course, they'll hate it
a little more than themselves
Sunday 31st May 2020 10:27 am
Also by owen l.h.:kids these days. (by a kid on this day.) | (untitled) | just a sad teenager being sad | (untitled) | crying wolf | 'golden years' | 4am | insecurity | instinct | empathetic my ass | my reflection (was rejected by a magazine) | the first lonely moment without them. but more importantly, without something to numb the silence | (untitled) | BOOK RELEASE! | what will you call me today? |
Hit The Biggest First
Hit the biggest first
It’s become the family mantra
Passed down through the generations
My dad said it to me
And I said it to my kids
Whenever you’re confronted by more than one person
Hit the biggest first
I don’t even know how I got here
Out in the street
In front of my own house
Buttons torn from my shi...
Sunday 31st May 2020 9:41 am
Also by kJ Walker:The Ingrates | The Devil Came To Grimstone Low |
The sun was filtering through a gauze of green
and ripples of lustre rolled pearl-like over moss
as if her path lay deep beneath the sea.
The branches overhead
seemed polished with a gloss
that flung each iridescent spark of light
ricocheting sideways, bud to bud,
before they sprinkled, sharp and diamond white,
to soak into the vibrant
forest’s spongy bed.
Sunday 31st May 2020 9:34 am
Also by Tim Ellis:The Forests will Echo with Laughter. Part 2. | The Forests will Echo with Laughter. Part 1. |
Truth is hiding in dark places
I want to find it but do not
know where to look
People toss it back and forth
like blind children
Where have the grown ups gone?
I long to find them
I take a deep long breath
then lay my head on my pillow
Hoping to wake up to a real world
Sunday 31st May 2020 2:44 am
KEITH FORDYCE AND A PHOTO OF MY PARENTS
A first kiss on the battlements
with your daughter's friend
while everyone drank downstairs
and Harry Worth for company
as my father hopped around
taking snapshots of actors.
You interviewed celebrities,
hosted music shows and quizzes
but looked better on screen
than in the cold flesh of reality
pottering unshaven, hung-...
Sunday 31st May 2020 1:16 am
I need me a good one
Do anything for me fun
I might lose my way to stand
Promise me you will make a plan
I need one to hold me tight
Not just in the dead of night
No matter what I ask will do
Just because you love me too
I know I can depend on us
It's simple just give me trust
Life's not perfect it's true
So you don't have to be ...
Sunday 31st May 2020 12:33 am
Also by Darkest sunflower:Don't go after cute Bun buns | Not what I expected | Broken at the same time | Hidden secrets | Mask of season lies | King size pain | Deal | Us | Whole lot of shame | Mirror heart | All alone | In between | Cuts | Dream or nightmare | Broken road | God what's normal? |
It said my disc was running at around 100%
Trust me that’s not good, it’s bad
In actual fact to be quite honest
It was driving me totally mad
I could not write a single line
of poetry or prose
I was having a really bad day
Have you ever had one of those?
Into the forbidden registry
where novices fear to tread
I knew that I must venture
a path I truly drea...
Saturday 30th May 2020 11:25 pm
Also by poemagraphic:I never lied in the rose garden. (Cummings and goings) | A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square | Our world is crying | Clouded Judgement | Let me out! | The Mad Hatter's Tea Party | ‘Without so much as a by your leave’ | The End | A mesage of hope and inspiration. (not a poem) | Oh! Death where is your sting? | Signum crucis | (untitled) | Unmarked grave. | Hades | May the forth be with you. by Poda | A poem for Jon | Tracks of my tears |
Left alone the forest
is deserted in your dreams
and across the fields
that the horses are left to run free
every Tuesday and Thursday.
Left alone the way to the river
is untouched and unlettered
with human influence
across the rust laced gates
all the way to the water reservoir
Stealing hours in seconds
as the water rises to ocean levels
free from human hands
sitting waiting for ...
Saturday 30th May 2020 10:14 pm
Also by Andy N:Isolation in Spring | Homage to Harold Budd | The trees in lockdown | Life minus the subtitles | Turn the Tide | Hitching a Ride (II) | Face in the crowd | Temporary Freedom | Hitching a Ride | The Flowers |
RISE (from QUILT)
Saturday 30th May 2020 2:25 pm
Also by cindylee loucks:BEEN THINKING OF YOU | NO LOOKIN' BACK | LINK | IN THE I |
They say I'm a bit too much,
too much of everything.
Sometimes too caring and sometimes too irritating.
So here I am, under the constant worry,
'What if this is too much?'
So busy going around in my own head,
That I forget relations have to be maintained with the heart.
I'm afraid I don't know what I desire or deserve.
Is it wrong to anticipate a love of the same intensity,
or is it jus...
Saturday 30th May 2020 12:09 pm
As over and over the same chords churn
your notes pour forth in spate –
sheets of sound erupting till harmony
is wrenched awry; and when you sweated
smack to cleanse your system,
you were hell-bent on an afterlife,
a body refreshed, believing.
You could call it Love, but sombre,
that force that drives you on.
Hearing you now, I feel reproved
for all the...
Saturday 30th May 2020 9:29 am
Also by David Cooke:Miles Davis | Miles Davis in Paris | An Elegy for Charlie Parker | Chasin' the Breeze | FOR HOWLIN’ WOLF IN HEAVEN | The Way We Were | Getting It Taped | A New Shirt | When Smokey Sings | John Martyn | For Robert Johnson | Aretha Franklin | Stereogram |
Into the forest I go to loose my mind and find my soul
Because it's for the best to put this wandering to a rest
So for this spirit I'm not sure is my own let us travel into the unknown
Saturday 30th May 2020 8:52 am
Also by Zoëlla:Dear best friends | Guardian angel | Tick...tock |
He looks he stares
He's kind and loving
His heart is pure
Strong and mighty
Can he love forever or
Will he lose his passion for loving
He wanted to reach for the stars, but his mind and soul wouldn't let him flow.
He was changing before his own eyes
Falling apart at once
Couldn't find who he once was or even who he is now
This man is lost
Trying to pick up pieces that has always been br...
Saturday 30th May 2020 4:19 am
Also by SuccessfullyAmazing:My mind | My Black is beauty |
Just three weeks ago I had you in my arms
I still ask for commission to take off your clothes
You said yes and my mind was peaceful
We were both naked in my bed
You wanted sex but I didn't
Now I'm lonely
Wasting away inside my mind
How could you kiss me
And think that it wouldn't Fuck with me
You Firefly as why I want to die
I don't have peaceful days I just have nightmares
Saturday 30th May 2020 3:31 am
Also by Damon Blackery:Whatever Happens, Happens | happiness | Sweetie | Melancholy Relapse | Lunar Eclipse | Space Cowboy (Listen!) | The Lonely Goddesses Lover | If you feel alone, look at the moon. | The Honeymoon Phase Is Just A Sentence To Death | Vengeance is The Best Motivator | Love Won't Save You | Routines | Doomed | Under and Out | The Quarantine Doesn’t Make It Better | Mother Day | Autumn Winds Twisting Secrets | You're Gonna Carry That Weight | Firefly Would I? | 831 (8 letters, 3 words, 1 meaning) | Fifteen | Blue Cafe | The Longing For Answers | The Death | No He's Dead |
The evolving and metamorphosing of life
The birthing of ideas and innovations
The inspirations and visons that enlighten the simple
The voices that wakeup nations
Many run from this, hoping to stay in their old ways
Thinking if they run fast enough, change won’t come to stay
In vain they hold on to that which is obsolete
Hoping, yes wishing, they would just remain the sam...
Saturday 30th May 2020 12:49 am
Also by Mocosy:Sunsets | The art of communication | The Observer | Pieces | Beauty of maturity | Today | Sacred memories | Clutter | Saying i love you |
Repitition was key
But never the key to success
The key to her chest
Was hidden in the black depth of her soul
Repitition was inevitable
Outsiders were impatient
And also knowledgable
About what was likely to happen next
Repitition was boring
A different mask for her to wear
To hide the recurring sadness
That she endured from his actions again
Friday 29th May 2020 9:24 pm
Hot and Sad
in one mind
hot and sad
don’t take my tea
don’t eat more
than two donuts
the stomach growls
sensitivities of life
cut like a knife
that’s what I like
the rest is too dull
going through our heads
the time to respect
all that development
Friday 29th May 2020 6:37 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:Multitasking | Parfum | (I’ll want this back if we split) | Small Reveals | The Memory Drill | New Album |
When I set out my bedding plants
I garden in my underpants;
Cos now we’re all in isolation
I’m free from risk of visitation;
The only time my theory fails
Is when the postie fetches mail
Or Tesco’s Gill brings us our food;
She asked me “Why not garden nude?”
I told her she’s a silly twit -
There’s always chance I’d kneel on it.
Friday 29th May 2020 5:09 pm
Also by John Coopey:IT'S CUMMINGS' HOME | TALKIN' SAMMY'S HORRID DREAM MASSACREE BLUES | THOUGHTS ON BREAST FEEDING IN PUBLIC | DON'T DO FACEBOOK ANYMORE | LEAD US NOT INTO TEMPTATION | BEAT THE DRUM | BUDGICIDE | THE MAN WHO MADE MODERN BRITAIN | I'M REALLY ENJOYING THIS LOCK-DOWN | LOCK-DOWN | SIX WOOD WIZARD | FUCK THE NHS! |
A 20:20 Vision
On the one hand, it’s thumbs up for this lock down,
For hand on heart, I prefer a gentler town.
We’ve lost our human contacts, now back in touch,
A world for reaching out, with more time and much
Space for taking and for making stock.
We knead our dough, and minds unlock,
And saws are sharpened in this time of rest,
When breath and nature seem to teach ...
Friday 29th May 2020 4:22 pm
"It is over at last",
"What is? What is over? What is finally done?"
"The war" one broken .45 revolver answers
" The war is done",
"Forgive me for asking", I timidly muttered, "but who won?"
"Dunno" he says," it's still a bit hazy but it was a good day for the vultures"
"War always seems to be a grand buffet for the vultures", I replied
"But look now the generals are celebrating, saying t...
Friday 29th May 2020 2:47 pm
Also by MortimerBlooming:Conversations with the angel of dawn | Sermons of A Turnip Farmer | Advice from a grave digger | The Waters Of Love | The Emptiness of the Full Stop | Al-Barr (The generous and most courteous) | Prometheus |
It has been two years today
Since I have had a fight with my then girlfriend
And, crying bitterly, I entered the living room
Replied to my father’s concerns
And let him know his daughter was dating a girl.
No wonder he hasn’t spoken to me since.
But, this poem isn’t about me
And nor is it about a cousin sister of mine
Whose phone was found in the living room
Full with smuts and gay storie...
Friday 29th May 2020 2:06 pm
<he ends of an affair
a long maybe ten years relation with poem site
it has got a new editor who is critical of my work
finds it too brutal, left wing and not sweet.
My work is being blocked out and I~m is sad as there
is no point sending in poems that are no published?
Everything must come to an end ends in death or
divorce, pity really I have many friends there
Friday 29th May 2020 9:35 am
Also by jan oskar hansen:the big lie | the disappearance | time is looking up | not a sage | dreamy landscape | Red Indians | indoors | the month of birth | sunday morning | like a painting | lack of women | from day to day | sweet revenge | when it rains | the wave | the heartland | hormones | the great change |
The sorrow of tomorrow began early, and again today.
Time tells, no time and yet the essence of the moment is gone.
The heart yearns for just one more day, yet it still slips away..
The sorrow of tomorrow began early, and again today.
Desire became a fire, in the inner most part of the mind.
The way a body clings to the soul, of another spirit in twined..
The sorrow of t...
Friday 29th May 2020 6:06 am
What this pandemic has done to the world
By shaking people's confidence and dulling senses
Has inadvertently led us into that awful rule
The law of unintentional consequences
Friday 29th May 2020 3:29 am
Also by Joe Marcello:TICK TOCK | YOU PICK | CONTROLLED CHAOS |
I got too comfortable,
Don't forget you're just a guest,
Take all that you care to!
Ghostly by night,
In the now crack of dawn,
The light glistens on the side of my pantry.
But didn't you see!?
This place known to little,
A weird and strange place.
It's hollow (I'm sure),
But the meaningless did wander,
And I feel nauseous at times.
But when the mountain sides goes rockin,
Thursday 28th May 2020 7:06 pm
Also by Alita Moore:My feelings are difficult | in wakes of the wave | Closer | untitled | forgotten |
The end of the world as we know it?
Early hours, I check the clock
A vivid dream has woke me up
Bizarre times, now par for the course
Yes, I‘m not dressed up, and I’ve nowhere to go
In a couple of hours it’s time for work
It’s like groundhog day, but in reverse
A bit of breakfast, watch the news
No daily commute, no traffic queues
So here we go, it’s back up the stairs
No need ...
Thursday 28th May 2020 6:16 pm
The deejay from the UK had a really great time
Staying up all night, regularly
For days and decades
Not just some weekends and the odd holiday
Vitamin D levels were not optimal
Midday sunless UK
No talk of Circadian rhythms
He slept in the daytime
Still about, and now in his fifties
In the flesh and not Photochopped
He looks like something chasing Frodo in those films
A cousin of de...
Thursday 28th May 2020 4:42 pm
From being alive to reduced to a few characters,
A whole life condensed into a hashtag.
What is happening isn’t brutality but massacres,
By those who proudly serve the American flag.
Colin Kaepernick took the knee for us,
But George Floyd bear the weight of it.
He suffocated under 400 years of prejudices,
But they’ll never understand.
Thursday 28th May 2020 4:35 pm
Also by Charlotte Thomas-Rowe:The Diary Of The Coloured |
Sitting in a box
Surrounded by bouquets
Silenced by time
It’s too late
For someone to enliven these bones
Engage the masses
It’s time to say ‘goodbye'
Thursday 28th May 2020 4:18 pm
Also by kimberly:The Raging Heart | We Don’t Talk About That | Writer’s Block Strikes Again | Love Bites | The Wrong Kind of Love | Our Song | Separated Not By Love | A Story of Hope | Let Me Bother You | We Are Gathered Here Together | Endless Night | The Oak Tree | Revolving Door | Mr. Tomato | Retreat | Meeting in Solitude |
A sudden vivid flash electric blue
so swiftly straight more sensed than seen,
streaking burrow-wise from his grey branch lookout
over the dark olive green lake water.
So fragile no halcyon days are his,
unable to command the creek or river water,
and inexpert divers are the fledglings
often waterlogged and trapped in weed or twigs.
Suffering from our pollution-pro...
Thursday 28th May 2020 3:59 pm
Also by Jennifer Malden:Limericks for May 12th | Loved to Death |
Festivity around the scene serene full of cheer
Hullaballoo! Everyone wanted to be there
She heard the noise outside from her balcony
White shirt and black trousers she arranged her hair
The lady looked pretty as she tied her hair
Oh, how beautiful was the nape of her neck!
She went amidst the crowd
Danced and danced feeling very proud.
The fiesta continued there for s...
Thursday 28th May 2020 1:57 pm
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telling the bug to do one...
sod off mr corona bug
your not coming in
cause i'm staying in!👍
looking out the window i see you lurking about 👀
i put two fingers to you✌ and say "sod off"
if i come out ive got a vacinne to knock you out! 😤😀
you been warned mr corona bug
dont treat me like a mug! 😤
there's thousands of people you've harmed already! 😥
now its time for you...
Thursday 28th May 2020 10:36 am
sky blue haze
beds of green
please stay longer
back into heaven.
Thursday 28th May 2020 10:33 am
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