Poetry Blogs (2020, lockdown)
The challenges of the jungle, have stood you in good stead
little did you know back then, a greater battle lay ahead
As a celebrity in the jungle, your personality shone through
supported by your lovely family, justifiably, so proud of you.
The interview this morning, so touching, presented in your style
despite the pain and suffering, you still managed to raise a ...
Friday 5th June 2020 3:25 pm
It Rained Today
It rained today
Breaking the strangling heat
But it wasn’t a cleansing rain
It didn’t dilute the colour of our skin
Or wash away the blood on our streets
It just soaked
The lonely man erecting barricades
So that McCars could McQueue for McBurgers
As consumerism kicked back in
And the deluge began
The air felt clearer though
Wednesday 3rd June 2020 12:03 pm
No ticket stress, no queueing at the gate or arena door
A concert like no other we have ever attended before
The front row of my kitchen, sat in my favourite chair
Glass of wine, singing loud, waving my arms in the air
Take that, reunited, straight from their home into mine
The Greatest Day of lock down, together they did Shine
Vintage Mark, up his ladder, in his garage full...
Monday 1st June 2020 9:06 am
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
She filled her boots when
Panic buying was the vogue her
Bulk brushing rivals aside
Toilet rolls were the
Least of it
Catering packs of SPAM enough
Condensed milk for an army platoon, boxes of candles and
Assorted biscuits filled the loft her
Bathroom plastered with paracetamol cough
Linctus and mouthwash but above all
Valium for honed to a
Tee by loneliness
Thursday 28th May 2020 11:39 am
Rooted and grown from a seed planted long ago,
hidden away, buried down deep in the soil below
Under the cover darkness, black as a moonless night,
emerge tiny green shoots, enticed by the warm sunlight
Leaves gradually uncurling, flatten, gentle and slow,
veined, green, vital organs, enable the plant to grow
Stems growing up straight, sturdy, strong and tall,
Tuesday 26th May 2020 8:03 pm
Hooray, the bank holiday is here at last
Like no other we have endured in the past
No fairground rides, no trips to the zoo
No standing in line in a never ending queue
No party in the park, no festival by the sea
No soggy picnic or polystyrene cups of tea
No melted ice cream, no fish and chips
No worrying about a lifetime on those hips
No steam train journeys, no rides on t...
Saturday 23rd May 2020 12:01 pm
I long to be in Turkey
It seems so out of reach
Just to paddle in the ocean
And stroll along the beach
I long to be in Turkey
It is my favourite place
The sun is always shining
Love to feel it on my face
I wish to be in Turkey
I feel so out of touch
Delighting all my senses
I miss the food so much
I wish to be in Turkey
How long will it be?
Wednesday 20th May 2020 11:11 am
a haphazard weaving
of unclear intention
the drone of annoyance
the beating of
full spectrum wings
of attempt after attempt
to get through the glass
of the window
and reach the free domain
of the out there
Tuesday 19th May 2020 4:07 pm
I don't know Harry,
This one's a rare bird and
Just how did he get in and
Where are his papers?
If he's an asylum-seeker, what is it he's
As a rule that lot keep their heads down but this one's
Roaming the country
In broad daylight
As if he owned the place
Flouting the lock-down rules too and
Costing the tax-payer a fortune.
Tell me this ...
Monday 18th May 2020 11:07 am
The World in Lockdown People's Poem is now online and free to read at:
Please give it a read!
Saturday 16th May 2020 6:57 pm
You didn't argue with him
Registrars quailed and more than one
Seasoned sister had fled in tears while
He was loaded, a
Private practice financing
Mansion, country cottage, horses, boat
All the trappings
A pretty if fading wife who'd put up
With a lot.
He was in his prime.
Then that bloody virus hit and he was
King no more
Elective surgery on hold
The normal ...
Friday 15th May 2020 11:44 am
Heroes In Blue
Unprecedented times, the like never seen before
This pandemic has shaken us all to our very core
A whirlwind ripping through our cities and towns
The evil coronavirus wearing its invisible crown
It does not care if you are rich or poor
A Royal, a minister or the boy next door
No matter what age, wealth, colour or creed
Affecting us all, and with devastat...
Thursday 14th May 2020 1:58 pm
Help control the virus on our decent down the peak
Stay alert, the new normal, the keywords of the week
Anticipation grew around the map of our pathway out
confusing news filled us all with disappointing doubt
To mask or not to mask? now there lies a question
still debatable if they provide any medical protection
Return to work when able, keeping a two metre distan...
Thursday 14th May 2020 1:56 pm
What shall we do when this time has passed?
And from lockdown we'll be free at last.
We'll leave our homes and go outside
To roam all the towns or countryside.
We'll join our families and all our friends,
And this time there'll surely be no ends.
And our freedom we'll appreciate,
And each day will feel great.
We'll eat and drink in our favourite pubs,
And meet all member of our clubs,
Wednesday 13th May 2020 5:36 pm
Audio reading: https://soundcloud.com/tomalexwrite/renee-by-a-thread
Down the corridor, comes a scream
Was it physical pain
or the horror of finally learning
the way this game is turning
They took your clothes
gave you a gown
there was nothing to do but lay right down
Now, the machine breathes
hung by a thread and leaving soon
Faint flashes behind tired eyelids
Tuesday 5th May 2020 4:53 pm
Wirral poets Barry Woods and Michelle Wright are curating a people's poem during the UK lockdown period. The poem is, at present, ten pages long and will be launched online on May 11th.
Friday 24th April 2020 10:39 pm
Blue thy name blue thou cosmos
Guide you’ve been, how shall I be?
Locked in solitude I miss thee
Self introspection and I see
The laughing element inside me.
Dear Goddess, Mercy!
Bless me divinity and everything fancy.
Dear Goddess, Mercy!
The Eden is full of flowers yellow and red
The trees bear fruits that God had said
Beyond the world some place unknown
Wednesday 22nd April 2020 8:28 pm
नीला नाम तेरा नीली तेरी खुदाई
रहबर तू मेरा सहे कोई कैसे जुदाई
एक कमरे में बंद न तेरे नाम की महफ़िल
मैं झाँकू खुद में ही हो रही मेरी हसाई…
खुदाया खैर! खुदाया खैर!
मुझे बता कब होगी नयी सहर!
खुदाया खैर! खुदाया खैर!
सब्ज़ बाग़ है फूल खिले पीले पीले
दरख्तों की शाख पर फल रंगीले रसीले
बंद खिड़कियों के पीछे हूँ जैसे क़ैदी कोई
ज़िन्दगी खूब है लेकिन वक़्त के नश्तर नुकीले…
Wednesday 22nd April 2020 5:30 pm
Strictly Bin Dancing
[People are dressing up in ball gowns and tiaras to take their bins out
An Australian woman has started a new trend online during the coronavirus lockdown, which sees people dressing up in extravagant outfits to put their rubbish out – source: Mirror 4/4/20]
She waltzes across the patio
In her Christian Dior-like dress
She’s picked up the rubbish in el...
Tuesday 7th April 2020 12:43 pm
I start the day with little to no inspiration
Much like everyone else in the world
I also start this poem
With the repetitive voice of exasperation
The sirens are blazing late tonight
As souls are being set on fire
But because of some peoples' perseverence
Loved ones' bodies are also being set alight
Recreational parks are not essential
Travelling out of the wa...
Monday 6th April 2020 10:30 pm
Inspired by 'Jason's wonderful poem "Birdsong".
Which I was reading whilst the news was on the background reporting on 'domestic abuse' cases rising., as a result of COVID 19 quarantine’s rules.
Times Of Yore
Unison sings in this birdsong poem
to remind us of 'times of yore'
when the only chatter coming down the line
was the repetition of that old jackdaw.
Monday 6th April 2020 8:02 am
I accept that they may feel lonely
The constant reminder from the media that they are isolated
Alone in their puddle of thoughts
Suddenly drowning in their echoes of silence
Against all odds I am managing just fine
A stream of thoughts flowing all day
Nothing to block my mind from floating away
Not today, anyway
My thoughts are not all positive
I am unbalanced ...
Sunday 5th April 2020 7:52 pm
Dreading the task of a thousand spots
Lost worlds now more than just regrets or soiled paths not taken
Walking through life with coke, crack, and endless possibilities.
In the amber of panic a book of hauntology is born
The biggest April fools prank ever
Miniature portraits of a poetic diaspora under curfew still deliver haunting lines
Gaining a better view at the edge of the world
Friday 3rd April 2020 1:48 pm