Poetry Blogs (Jul 2020)
Martin Elder on A One Night stand with the Royal Knight of Darkness (6 hours ago)
We learned more from a 3-minute record, baby, Than we ever learned in school. Bruce Springsteen
No surrender to the glib complacent,
The shielders, and the worried-well,
Those for whom life is 'simply hell.'
Those who measure out their life
In coffee spoons, when everything
Is too late or too soon. Let's call out
Those who conduct their life on zoom,
Who assume a mask will protect t...
Friday 31st July 2020 9:51 pm
Also by John E Marks:Breathless | The air that kills | Rain | THE STUTTERER | CANCER LITE | Northern morning | Blown Away | BAIT | Break out from the asylum | from swerve of shaw to bend of bray | Forget-me-not | RUINS of NINEVEH | Jagged | Messing about in boats | Glimpse | For Kassia: a Bold and Beautiful Byzantine poet | A Sufi saint prepares to meet his death | The speech of angels | Vestiges | INDEPENDENCE DAY | FOOTLOOSE |
Bullshit you miss me
Why does it always have to be this way
I never told you it would be easy
You hate me but I love the way you lie
Friday 31st July 2020 9:09 pm
Also by Damon Blackery:3/12 | 2/12 | 1/12 | Broken Heart 3 |
My anklets fill the air with resounding laughs
As I scuttle between tall blades of grass.
I feel free
Like I'm the breeze.
A yearning dream
Lounges among the clouds.
Her hand caresses my cheek,
I feel safe and sound.
Did I tell you that I feel free?
Free from the restraint of a rhyme scheme;
Free from structure;
Free from obsessions
Like a speck of dust on a t...
Friday 31st July 2020 8:14 pm
Also by Shifa Maqba:The Aftermath | All That Remains Is A Mere House | A Lullaby Of Loss | Tenant Of The Sea | Can You Hear The Moon Sing At Night? | City Lights | The Cost Of Your Hand | What Lies Above And Below Us |
Here we find ourselves again
I suppose I can say I saw it coming
I suppose you can say it's my fault
Always has been
Because I push you too far when I nudge you to move
Because I am rushing you when I ask that you don't dismiss the truth
And no matter what I say and do
It will always be too much
Because there is no balance that exists
Between too much and not enough.
And again I'll scrip...
Friday 31st July 2020 6:48 pm
Also by Hallielle Rose Dawson:Perfectly Well | The Question | It's Your Truck Now, Child. | Bottles and Lockets | Enough | Portals | For You, RW. | Solemn Anger | Tied | Human | Finders Keepers | Stickers | Confessions | Richard and Dolly | These Hands - Part III | Still counting | Que Sera Sera | Fixed Me | Anonymous | Circles | Shadows | The Mass Influx Of Ladybugs Is Not A Coincidence (And Neither Is Anything Else) | I Would | Trade the World | To Hear You | Say You Understand | Takes | The Better Part of Me | To Walk Away | Closing Doors | Behind Me | The Enemy Is | Time | Another Day | Here | To Have You | Welcome To The Shift | Today | Young and Naive | Gracefully | Running and Chasing | Silence II | I Ran | Would You Believe | The Only Thing | I Left Off | Compass | One More Request... | The Other Side | I understand now why they call it flames | The Tree | This Life | Charlie Victor Del......ta | Duality | Madness | The Source | Trial by Fire | Without Sight of Shore | Boxes | Unity | All of May | The Abyss | Half a Life | Continuous Positive Airway Pressure | Your Mistake | These Damn Evenings | Conversations With Myself | Wasn't It | This Time Around | Lima Charlie | For The Rest of The World | Bird Box | Dreams | The Ultimate Blanket Fort | Dreaming | No. No Title. | Now I Am Angry | My Biggest Mistake | Suffocating | Rule Number One | Why | March Three | The Test | Overcome | Ever | No Sorry | The Second Sorry | Answers | Buckets | For Too | Rock Bottom | Half order of bacon, make it a whole | Silence | Any Less (The Ocean) | If You Were | A Fire | Hush, Lovey | Sometimes | And Then | Words | These Triangles | High Enough | Brian | Without Him | Light, Shadows and Reflections | We All Fall Down | Poisoning | Morning Medicine | Hands of Our Own | The Door | NLTF | Caged | 4(18)4 | Aftermath | Suspense | Alive | Stained Glass | Brave Soul | Wasting Time | Hope | Too Soon | Helium Ride | The Bee | The Timesmith | Maybe Later | Elementary but True | Addicted | Floorboards | Instant | SEX | Deep Sea Dwellers | Shadows | Et Tu? | A Super Human Hell | Indefinitely | Bullets | Christmas Eve | River | Miserable | Sleeping Pills | The Undergroundsmen | One Left Unsmoked | Wheatfields | Crushed Confidence | Black Box Warning | Epiphany | No One Saw The Ocean | Run Away With Me | Reason | Frost | Lemonade | Reality | Anguish | Even Tonight | Hypervigilance | Dance | Atlantis | AA | Factor III - Tired | Restlessness | Escape | 24 | Trenches | Ladders | Mornings on Shift | At Least I'm Not Swinging | Monsters in the Closet | Hey Abriella | Its My Turn Now | ***PMWS Notes | Ode | Not Goodbye | Staples | Mirrors | Candle | Your Photographs | The Devil | Mornings Post Night Shift | I do my best work when I'm cold |
Pebbles painted every colour
precious works of art
masterpieces by local children
a new craze they did start
Along the River Lune pathway
their tally grows day by day
the latest tourist attraction
a bright and cheerful display
Messages of praise and thanks
during the virus lockdown
for NHS staff and key workers
made by children of our town
Friday 31st July 2020 5:29 pm
Also by julie callaghan:The Craggy Witch | The Raging River Lune | Stanley Bridge Reflected | St Mary’s Church | Rose Cottage | Tick Tock | Howling | The Old Boatyard | Smile For A While | Inflatables | Time Flies By | Monkey Rock | The Playground | The Airport and the Tooth | The Airport | The Howgills | Who Framed Roger Rabbit | Rumble And Thunder (Save our Air Ambulance) | Relight My Fire | Oxymoron | The Blue Tit | The Mole In A Tight Hole | Back To Lockdown | Market Day | To Infinity Or The Den? | Seeing Double | Pigeonholed | The Memorial | Nothing Lasts Forever | The Simple Life | Gym Bunny | After The Storm | Heroes In Blue | Lucky Cow | A Moment of Madness | My Purple Hat (Inspired by the original by Erma Bombeck) | A Ladybird or A "Beatle" | Should We Stay Or Should We Go? | It’s Raining Cats And Dogs | Attempting Poetry | The Vampire Virus |
You don’t want to fail
I don’t wanna let you down
But there always a time which makes us doubt
Fighting each other without making sense
Why can’t we find A melody between us
I hope to find a middle ground between us
Where we can be proud of ourselves
Hoping on the bed made by our faiths
Where we can be at peace
However we suffer we can be at ease
Friday 31st July 2020 3:12 pm
Also by JP:So called ‘Race’ |
is wearing thin.
It’s got even worse
now we have to wear masks
whenever we go shopping.
And pubs are out of the question;
after a few drinks people get lax
and social distancing gets forgotten.
I think I’d rather just stay here at home,
do my shopping on the internet
and order in some takeaways.
Then maybe sometime next year
Friday 31st July 2020 3:10 pm
Also by Trevor Alexander:Trapped |
Leave the light on – lock the door
This ritual plays out each Friday
A barrier to the debauched reveller
Who slips behind the clock returning home
A curfew for the beer vampire
Who will only find a soothing bed
If father specifically invites him in
After knocking twice and shouting through the letterbox
This ancient tribal face off
Friday 31st July 2020 2:33 pm
Also by Ian Whiteley:The Turning Of The Tide | Amputation & Education | One Hundred Days In Plague Town | Insomniac | Six Grandfathers | Marketplace | Spells | Old Vic | Needles & Thread | We Never Suspected A Thing | You Could Own An Upright Piano |
A writer, a poet, a dog and a pony,
a piano player in an whore house and an activist for sloth.
The author is multi-talented and is also self-delusional.
His works include "It, and other pronouns" and the autobiographical Tails of Iguanas".
The author is a Fellow at the world-renowned University of Hard Knocks
and can be seen and heard on local street corners after dark.
Friday 31st July 2020 12:30 pm
Also by d.knape:POCKETS | The Independence Of Cats | WREN AT OUR WINDOW | SUN SPOTS | GOLDFISH | REFLECTIONS | E FOR EFFORT | THE UN-POEM | God Only Knows | Taking Care | EYEBROWS | Pain In The Neck | Pandemic Poetry | Like Children | The Lonely Room | BAH | Night Visitor | TURTLES | When I Write A Poem | MASKS | Retrieving The Morning Paper | Managing Your Beard | Free Speech | REFERRAL ORDER | Mirror Image | Wiped Out | Salt Of The Earth | BEING BRIEF |
Some like a hearty breakfast, others just a roll
You need fuel in your furnace to face life's rigours
Yet some agonise over their self-image
Wayward minds obsessing about their figures
I'm not surprised you keep fainting
I've told you till I'm blue in the face
Cottage cheese and a slice of Ryvita
Leaves you reeling all over the place
You staggered and all but fain...
Friday 31st July 2020 11:20 am
Also by simon lucan:Truncated | Junker | Humbert | Ceramic | Strictly Baroque | The Way She Used To Be | Mudflat | On Hire | Hinterland | Cooked | Intervals Of Rain | Bedroom Gothic | Sunsets Are For Walking Into | Arts Of Stone | Sins Of The Fathers | Duct | Spectacle | Hardware | Shakespeare's Orphans | A Wholesome Girl | Never Praise A Lover | The Quiver Of Fond Lips |
My Internet Lamp Purchase
I just bought this lamp on the internet
The firm sounded good (great website)
The reviews they were good (plenty of them)
So thought I gotta have one, too right
I gave them my online bank details
(Hundred bucks) which did seem a bit rich
But the site got good writeups, seemed reputable
So I thought looks OK, be no hitch
Friday 31st July 2020 11:04 am
Also by Don Matthews:I am an Age-Old Newbie | The Flat Earth Club's Lucky Dip | I Am a Little Gusher | I've Bought a House in FCS | Last 30 Day Tag List | I Will Survive | I Promise to Behave Myself | In a Surprise Move FCS Management Approve Loan of Chief Reporter Poet Don to WOL ) | One Platform Two Uses | Denim Venom | Where Have You Gone to Poet Don? |
I would defend to the death the enemies I admire.
I gave all my brothers and sisters a holiday away from hell.
The tyrant Happiness has enslaved us all.
Homes built without any space inside for spatial empty beings.
Cruelty is only given to those worthy of the truth.
Their are tortures beyond pain.
The children are ancient and the parents so young. The old will eat the young.
Friday 31st July 2020 10:57 am
Also by Daniel Reuben King:Dreaming Flux | Empty Vast Infinite Sky | Out Of The Depths And Into The Depths | Absolutely No Desires | The Skeletons Of Impossible Forms | The Land Of Nameless Children | We Create Our Definitions Having None Of Our Own |
THE PATHOLOGICAL LIAR
Inside your soul is icy
A cold heart made of stone
Your lies are why I left you
The fault is yours to own
You planned to ruin my future
Your bored and feeling lost
That poisoned tongue runs freely
Your actions sure to cost
All because your jealous
You know that bit is true
I was the one you lied to
But now I'm over you
I'm smiling now I'm happy
The flame for you...
Friday 31st July 2020 8:36 am
Also by Kas Megson:Left out from my family | Alcoholic mum | Virus | BEER FEAR FRIDAY NORMALITY | Back in the day | Isolation Beer fear (the true story of a wife) 😇 | Love yourself (society lies) 🤪 |
Don’t I know you from somewhere?
Yes, you with the shaggy chin, grinning
back at me. I’m certain I recall a newer
version of you when first I landed in this
universe. Wonderful qualities comprise
your various parts – you are the artwork
of the Gods. When self-reflecting on the
imagery – I think of Apollo, Hercules and
Zeus and our significantly different zones,...
Friday 31st July 2020 8:25 am
Also by Philipos:CUTTING IT FINE | DROPPING ZONES | WATERLINES | BOMB DAMAGE | INKLINGS | EXPUNGEMENT | COURSE WORK | COBBLE STONES | VARIOUS DISPOSALS | SHIBBOLETHS | REQUIEM FOR ADMIRALS | DERMIS | SIDE ROADS UP | ARTIFICIAL IRREVERANCE | FRUIT FARMING IN FLINT | WAITING FOR DAWN | DIVESTMENT | THE BENDS | CATS | COOING | WEYMOUTH | REVERSE CHARGES | CHOPS | VISITATION | NIPPING OUT | SPACE | TIME SIGNALS | HALLMARKS | MASKS OR CASKS | THORNBURG CHRONICLES | IMPACT | TICKLED BY ROSE | BLUE SKY ON WATER | LAGUNA | LOCATIONS | WARD NOTICE | A BLUEY FOR DON | ARUBA | DIFFERENCES |
Joe was ambitious always wanted to do well,
But always ended up in a dead end job nothing to tell.
He yearned for a superior position about which he could boast,
But times were tough and it was ifficult to get such a post.
But luck was on his side,
A job he could boast about arrived.
"I'm a security guard at a cemetry,
And I have five hundred people under me !!"
Friday 31st July 2020 8:11 am
Also by hugh:A burial error | They passed away,she'd passed it on.Corona virus !! | Fred's dilemma | Weather ,a poem written by a flasher called Thunder | Breaking news.Holiday frustration for a key worker and his wife ! | A bargain | From pasture to plate | A pregnancy shock for Percy !! | A skunk's prayer | A flat joke | Key advice | A grass eating opportunity | How not to deal with an urinary request!! | Alcoholic thoughts,God bless alcohol | A bite on the rear by a dog on a bench | A sad and happy reunion | Silence is golden | "I'm going to have to put him down." | An embarrassing few words | A knee change operation | Don't drink and drive | Didn't they dig well | A postal error | A thongful arrest | Don and the swan | A nice ride | Confessions of a fly |
Advance into Nothingness
From metal crates metal cylinders are dropped to kill or maim
Inside metal tubes we fly off on holiday to evade reallity
From metal pipes come gas and water
We drive metal cars to contaminate our world
With an addiction for stainless steel we adorn our homes
to shine in our self made worlds off dullness
Old stone wells gave us water, clean...
Friday 31st July 2020 1:26 am
Also by keith jeffries:Onward and Beyond | Eternal Youth | A Common Wealth | The Prodigal Son | We are lost |
Here I stand, a broken man
Trying to cope the best I can
Guys are not supposed to cry
We’re macho with our heads held high
But alone I feel a shivering wreck
With mixed up thoughts and mass regrets
Regrets that I just can’t be me
Regrets of the false man you see
Each tiny thought I try to dissect
But each tiny thought then becomes a threat
A threat that I might be exposed
Exposed to tho...
Friday 31st July 2020 1:23 am
Also by curiousdud3:Losing you (Secret Bi) | Why can't you love me the same | The Photograph | Pondering How I Got Here | Scared Child | Help to get me through (I’ve got you) | This is our mountain | Stronger when we're together | You're not alone | Demons | I'm breaking | Do they really need to know | "Getting" Bi | Love is not enough | My mind is my castle |
Its amusing, how life can be.
Just when you thought you've been broken enough.
Its far from the reality.
As a man, I have been tested.
With my past, memories relentless.
Traumatic moments, and experiences that remain.
You would think I would be numb, to the infliction of pain.
But it shows indeed I still have a heart.
That i can take a loss and feel ...
Friday 31st July 2020 1:16 am
Also by Zhar2020:Someone I used to know | Adam and Selina Part.1 (poetic story) | Why does it terrify me so? |
The Crying Man
I am the crying man hidden behind this mask
behind a painted smile replying with lies each time I'm asked.
Hi, how are you doing?
"I'm doing great how about you?"
My retort, within a second, without a second spent in thought.
Who wants an answer? I mean that's so rhetorical
hence no forethought.
None from me, nor the questioner as neither wants to know
We love ...
Friday 31st July 2020 12:46 am
Also by Paul Sayer:27/07/20 | Really | The Poet Tree | The Poetry Pantheon. | A comment repost | Limericks | Ying & Yang | A pair of dividers | Jossing | I am the Destroyer of Souls | The best poem never written | Good Morning World | No laughing matter | Chariots Of Fife | Just a bit of fun | The Chameleon Poet | HeSheAphrodite | On-line Friendships. | Fools gold | Still |
A giant figure
Skin All glistening,
Black and brown,
Bigger than a mountain,
All Hands and feet,
Fought for justice,
Pleaded for equality.
But THEY did not listen,
THEY refused to see.
THEY wondered why -
Why their own freedom,
It seemed -
It felt -
Not truly free.
Thursday 30th July 2020 11:25 pm
I’m sad, Mr Fate is
No longer my mate
The back of my head
Sees red mist
And a wall
With a picture
Screaming in its
Drips and slides
Impulse is fun
But to be
9mm is all it needed,
Short stretch of
War trophy from h...
Thursday 30th July 2020 10:36 pm
Also by I'm not a poet:Heroin | Sorry love. | Vomit city | Amsterdam | (untitled) | Relection | Lost Love I miss You My Glasgow Girl | What was but never was | (untitled) | (untitled) | Hellhounds on my trail | (untitled) | 24 hours of love. | Make Mine A Double | Baroque Barque | Leaves End Leaving | Falklands 1982 | Consciousness | Chile | Cunt. | Pomposity and the Holy See. | Sunflowers | tears | The holy pipes of Dublin | Mental Health | Standing Still Stoned | Everyone has a story | Homage to Shane Macgowan | Your reflection on ice! | Kill Them All | Hung by a thread | They're only words. | C:\ for the brain | Jack Dempseys bar New York 1980 | Granddad. |
I laminate and post a few of these poems around the in-laws garden at appropriate points for this event.
I have a hobby bordering mania
Taking cuttings of gerania;
“Not so!” your criticism comes
It’s plural is geraniums”.
These little rhymes made up of words
Just pale beside the songs of birds;
We keep these feeders fully stocked
Thursday 30th July 2020 10:13 pm
Also by John Coopey:CRICKET CALYPSO (RAMADHIN AND VALENTINE) | "ONLY FOR OURSELVES" | HACK IN THE USSR | CULTURAL APPROPRIATION | THE VERGER AND THE MAGISTRATE | MACBETH - HISTORICAL DISCLAIMER | THE CONTINUING STORY OF THE WALRUS AND THE CARPENTER | MISTRESS RACHEL | THE 11 PLUS | BAME! | THE BATTLE OF WATERLOO |
A new look for the social media giants
Censorship is now their yearning
What we called that years ago
Was an old-fashioned book burning
Thursday 30th July 2020 9:33 pm
Also by Joe Marcello:NO FIX IN TIME | LAST LAUGH | 1984 |
is a supreme journey.
Nobody knows of its countless surprises
till one inevitable day
The station where the
departs at its journeys end
to find a new breathing space.
Why be afraid of such places
when nobody knows what happens
AA 5 August 1974
Thursday 30th July 2020 9:27 pm
Also by Abdul Ahmad:LOOKING AT THE MIRROR | At The Seaside | A Dream | The servant of the land | A Fairy Tale | Scintillating conversation | Blessed Boris | Play temptation | Equilibrium of mind | Rosy future | A banquet spread out in the night sky | The mirror only now reflects | Monkeys filled the vacuum | A well planned return |
NB. (A few of you know I am running a really informal little writing workshop tonight at the moment which meets up every two weeks. As a fun exercise tonight to finish off the night we wrote a kind of consequences poem where we took it in turns to write a line each and then as it went really well, we then did a second line. I won't say who did what, but thanks to Amanda, Reggie, Antonia, Mike and ...
Thursday 30th July 2020 8:50 pm
Also by Andy N:A Tanka and a Haiku about after the storm has passed | A Tanka and a Haiku about the rain | Sailing the storms home | Lost in a forest in pitch darkness at midnight | A Tanka and a Haiku dealing with emotions about not seeing your parents in four months since before the virus started | Hopeless Rescue | A Haiku about returning to the beaches when it is safe to go there again. |
I saw her from a distance
sadly gazing up and around
the star-studded natural gift shop window
of the night sky
as though looking for something
to help stop the tears.
But I wouldn't weep if I were her
I would let the Moons meditative charisma
induce the healing powers of slumber
into those weary eyes
brimmed with the liquidity of despair
so will she...
Thursday 30th July 2020 8:47 pm
Also by Mr LEON STOLGARD:Wave music | Burden of hindsight. | My last Peter Green gig. | At each others throats | Farm girl | Natural husband | Related | Imperative support | They who self destroy | After-light | Romanyesque | Silent siren | The penny drops! | The possibility of endangering a gentleman's genitalia | A words inside words hunt with my new thinking albeit ( as yet ) unsuccessful self | Praising the old Masters | Dreaming of a dream | Those ever useful off-cuts! | Downturn | The old unanswerable question | Bombshell of suddenly imposed singularity | And in the right hand corner Leon ' raging bull ' Stolgard! | Back into the realms of madness! | Barefaced cheek! | Condoning devilry | A poem from the book of me |
I’m behind the wheel again
and the brakes have gone out.
I have no control of this life I’m living.
With the wheel in my hand
I can but hope for the best
as I’m pumping the pedal
hoping for a miracle.
Get out of the way!
Can’t you see what’s happening?
Panic stricken and wild eyed
I search for a way out,
for any place of safety,
but there are no vacancies....
Thursday 30th July 2020 7:20 pm
Also by Shehariah:A Call to Disarm | In This Moment | The God Realm | We Are the Archers | The Hell Realm | In the Realm of the Hungry Ghosts | Drowning Pt. 2 | What’s Past is Prologue | I Am With You | Flatline | Fallow Ground | Darkness, Farewell | Dark Comforter | Casualties of War | Beyond the Horizon | Aftermath | Addiction | Oh, Little One | Drowning Pt. 1 |
Yeah you with the MAGA hat
You’re like the filth of a rat
You’ve got the brain of a gnat
You pledge allegiance to a swine—
You fall in line
I think you’ve been misled
by that inbred chucklehead
So let’s go overdrive
Swap that hat for a hive
I think you need some stings
I think you need to hurt
All the states that were swings are going to leave you in the dirt
Thursday 30th July 2020 6:11 pm
Also by ACE8.6:Banish him | Freedom to Breathe |
I May Be Wrong
I may be wrong but I’ll say it anyway
surely that is the point.
Jung’s theory of circumambulation says
“Give it a go”
Follow that glimmering thing
that interests you
down the path of development.
Heed the call to adventure
let new parts of you manifest.
Be the fool as precursor to
the Jedi master.
It’s an error ridden process
Thursday 30th July 2020 6:06 pm
Also by Nicola Hulme:Sunflowers and Old Boots |
before a sense of
breaking down waves of
to the heart & soul of:
Thursday 30th July 2020 2:55 pm
Also by kimberly:the lull of the storm | bound by the same thread | North Star | abandoned sea of flames | building tomorrows | Out of the dark corners | Stay... | Doublespeak | Choking | Unwell | A keen eye's woe | Deconstruction Site | Chasing Sunsets | Did I Ever Tell You... |
Waves that wash aboard the shore,
And the gauntlets that keep on burning,
ig euss this world is hell.
You step forward into the muddy puddle,
And reminded of those that love you,
But this turn about a dime is so greedy.
Vicious dogs I guess alike,
Where the ignorant did not hear me.
But I know along this path,
Forlonged this world has burned me.
I guess the hollow things inside,
Thursday 30th July 2020 1:06 pm
Also by Alita Moore:im tired | straight lines | Repettitive Behavior | after image sky | reflections of hell | not yet | we, the living |
For sake of life, silence is better. It keeps many problems at bay but it doesn't mean a person is angry or hasn't any love and care. Silence simply is a pause when things around are creating a mess burdening souls with unhealthy emotions. Let the souls talk and find the words in silence, the words of true love care and everything beyond words can Express. Words are golden, silence is better than ...
Thursday 30th July 2020 12:30 pm
Also by Amatul Wadud:Article 2 | Messed up | Unfinished work1 | Synopsis 7 | Poem1 | Synopsis7 | Synopsis 6 | Synopsis 5 | Synopsis 4 | The orphan | Article1 | Synopsis3 | Synopsis 2 | Synopsis |
You tell me I am beautiful
But I'd rather be smart than beautiful
Because in your world
Beauty is a curse and smartness a gift
Beauty makes your life hell
My mother tells me to be careful
Just because you tell me I am beautiful
But I'd rather be free than be pretty
To have the freedom to walk on the street
Without leering eyes and catcalls and whistles
My mother tells me to be careful
Thursday 30th July 2020 8:59 am
Also by Wanya Sinha:His Ego | The Ice Queen | Crime | Broken Dawn | Sin and Me | Love for Hate | The Story of My Strife: Living With Borderline Personality Disorder | Of Hatred and the Worldly Ways | Pain and the World's View of It |
I once saw a wolf in the woods
Felt the cold glare of its emerald eyes
I was alone and defenseless
Because I was just a child
But wolf showed me mercy
Like a noble king and not a dictator
And left me with a warning never to return to his forest again
I once saw a wolf in a zoo
His foggy eyes week and winded on mine
I stood tall but ashamed
Thursday 30th July 2020 7:22 am
I went to the fortune teller, baby
I said, I went to the fortune teller, today
I said, how can you deceive all these poor
I’m calling the state bureau of
I saw the witch doctor the other day, baby
I saw the witch doctor the other day, baby
I said, I’m thinking of doing a master’s
Could I sp...
Thursday 30th July 2020 2:22 am
Also by Robert C Gaulke:Luba | the time of troubadours | Other Blues | And then you'll be happy | Double You | Bodagaese | Objectionable | Lizzy MD, Patron Saint of the Inappropriate | Decades | Rugged Individualisms | Moving | Men’s Feelings | Young Musicians |
Last night, I couldn’t sleep
Maybe it was the demon under my bed
Or maybe just the demon inside my head
Maybe it was someone’s screams
Or maybe just my lost dreams
Last night, I couldn’t sleep
Maybe I was not sleepy
Or maybe just too weepy
Maybe I was afraid of something hideous
Or maybe just losing someone precious
Last night, I couldn’t sleep
Wednesday 29th July 2020 7:36 pm
Brighten the corners,
You forgot it in people
A fading frontier
At war with the mystics
We have amnesia sometimes
Dear catastrophe waitress,
Girls in peacetime want to dance
It's a dance revolution
Can't hardly wait
My pride and joy, et cetera
I am universal
I go to seek a great perhaps
Wednesday 29th July 2020 7:15 pm
Also by Aj:tiny voices | Haiku for Life | Sonnet for Dread | Pantoum for the Birds |
All those who work in mental health -
They have of goodness such great wealth.
Some of them can be quite outstanding,
For they are patient, kind and understanding.
Most are friendly and some are funny;
They do it to help, not for the money.
Even when the patient's rude or snappy,
The staff still aim to make them happy.
They are always calm and don't talk down.
They just want to turn t...
Wednesday 29th July 2020 6:55 pm
Also by Stuart Vanner:Face Masks | Our Pain |
that boat on the coast croons the waves
whisking a dying infant in
a baptist sea for saving,
brought faith in God to save them,
a baptist sea for saving.
I see them from sand afloat-
a buoy in the water with chance
and such a sacred body
might sinking be belief-
to then arise them another-
Wednesday 29th July 2020 6:08 pm
Also by Hannnah:Anxious Ground |
I always liked the idea
of clever beings zooming around
in sleek swift spaceships
Somehow flying too slow to escape being spotted
but too quick to be discounted as alien
Even if they were really Earthlings
in classified military craft;
I can make space in my head to admire that
Worrying though that is
It’s kind of cool in its own way
But the latest breed of UFOs I hear about;
Wednesday 29th July 2020 5:01 pm
Also by David Lindsay:The Right Tools for the Job | Mary Had A Little Lamb | Carpe Noctem | A Northern Mockingbird | Groucho's Right | Lessons |
Abraham, abrained, quartered blackbox
the 4 directions and their shadows
and 7 on the spine in segments of
each breath a brain un t angle d
quarks in 8 brains crackling
a brain for every okayshun
a brain bubbling like a fried egg in a stained pan searching for answers
and finay near fatally answered
by Something who believes Itself to be
hilarious cunning Etc. . .
Wednesday 29th July 2020 4:52 pm
Also by Kealan Coady:Thunder and Darkening |
On The World as a Wonderless, Godless, Hopeless Abyss
[DISCLAIMER- I've done basically no reading on this topic so this might all be obvious. Also, I'm not even religious].
Despite what the title might suggest, I am a happy, agnostic young adult with prospects and ambitions for the future. However, despite my naturally happy disposition, I have always felt somehow underwhelmed. I enjoy life...
Wednesday 29th July 2020 1:58 pm
From a bed of roses
To a bed of nettles
Smooth satin sheets
On plumped up pillows
Now bitter pills
And weeping willows
Love was taken
Lust's a lesson
Wednesday 29th July 2020 12:13 pm
Also by Ruth O'Reilly:Transformation | Forest Bathing |
Inspiration…where to seek pure inspiration?
That innermost creative beauteous elation
Living the urban life and wondering how
Is inner connection possible here and now?
Walking these city streets looking around
It’s alive in the buildings, people and sound
Yet here is nature, she never quite goes
Find yourself a park and go smell a rose
Wednesday 29th July 2020 12:10 pm
Also by email@example.com:Mirrored Imagination | Are You Ready? | Today in this 21st Century | Questioning | Endless Possibilities | What About Me? | Tales To Tell | Some People | Observed On My Travels | Dragons | The Jacket |
The shed was an apex all-wood
erected that furnace of a summer
when we burnt in the shade
and our feet turned to leather,
a backdrop of screaming swifts
swooping like mad dot banshees
in the forget-me-not blue.
We stood back and admired
the woody quality of its sturdiness,
overlooked the imperfections;
worth the blisters and swearing,
Wednesday 29th July 2020 11:24 am
Also by Jonathan Humble:Fledge | A Goole Thing | Sitting In A Semi (after David Bowie) |
Is it the nearby tread of furtive feet -
insistent in the darkness – or the sound
of nocturnal noses - probing the ground -
or trees - that rustle in this sleepless heat -
deep in this sudden solitude complete?
Is it a kinship that perhaps I've found
with nature when it stretches far around -
discovered in this stumbled-on retreat?
I do not know; and yet I can't remember...
Wednesday 29th July 2020 11:09 am
Also by Christopher Laverty:Two Springs |
It's the only
thing that i'm
that I've found
that I've once again
words and foto T Carroll
Tuesday 28th July 2020 10:56 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:Persephone's Wonderings |
Out of the land came beauty
and a beautiful headache
School of madness, replete with cat
Love from within me
Dancing within yourself
Several days later
Transient to your ways of love
in this hidden place,
the darkness you thought would protect you,
but the light remains in my mine
Dance it out in post-Covid Strasbourg
with Nietzsche and Jung
We return to the streets,
Tuesday 28th July 2020 9:58 pm
Also by Stockport WoL:July 2020 Collage Poem: No Wasted Anger |
When your 'ship went down' we where there for you.
You where never 'Alone' did you know that was true?
Our love went beyond your songs, the man on stage.
Beyond the rock star fame, adorning every front page.
We read your lyrics, we felt the emotion and your pain.
We prayed that your demons would be forever slain.
A fairer world you sung about, a return of hope and pride.
Tuesday 28th July 2020 9:39 pm
Also by Mike Bartram:Afar | 96 Points on 96 Minutess | New Day | Dream |