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Living in a wasteland

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Decades have passed.

The world has changed,

along with its people.

 

It no longer brings joy to my heart,

as it did in my time.

All because of them.

 

What happened to the days,

when the only thing one could do during a lovely day

was to step out the front door and pamper one's self

with the five senses that Mother Nature had provided?

 

But n...

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Oh my God!

Warning: The following ‘Rap’ (As Raps often do) or slam, maybe considered Blasphemous and contains profanity, adult content and strongly held religious beliefs some will find irreligious.

If any of the above offends you please just cross the road avert your gaze and pass on by.

 

In my head, I hear this as a rap or slammed, recited quickly without stopping! Any musicians out there who can...

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Words

Your words are a

breath of fresh air.

It warms my heart

to see you at the

pantheon of passion,

creating a lyrical legacy,

writing love letters

across the sky,

of a beautiful dream. 

 

https://youtu.be/yCx8H_4E4H0

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That year I was published A LOT

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2017 was the year I had 34 new poems published. It was also the year I realised 'published' did not equate with 'good' or even 'widely read'' For example, towards the end of that year I had a major success - a poem on a high-profile website. My twitter followers rocketed (though, let's be honest - this is poetry, so not by much). Two days later I had another poem out, one I was happy with but knew...

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Plath's Poppies

Plath's poppies bloom
In days of gloom,
From July through October.
The scarlet florets burn like ember,
And line up before tombstones 
And hallucinatory portals.
Some look up to the sky, their eventual abode,
And some like a skirt, tent their petals. 
A sprightly bird's staccato trills 
Fragment further when hit by perils
That tag along with the siren of the ambulance
Carting a lady who...

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Unrestrained

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...

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The Aftermath

Stars fall from the sky 

And congregate on the ground to erect an ivory palace,

As bright as day, as searing as the desires 

Entombed deep under the earth's surface.

 

It doesn't take nightfall 

To lure them inside-

The eager, the crafty, the venal, the mortal.

Every nugget of their flesh blazes in the lambent lights.

 

Inscrutable power it gives them 

As they undr...

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The One

People haven’t always 

been there for me, 

but the muse always has. 

 

Lighting my path, 

healing heartbreak, 

the one making life fun. 

 

Makes sure suffering is not in vain, 

dances with me in the rain, 

stays beside me come what may. 

 

I return the favor by making

my muse’s words known. 

Spreading love as we go. 

 

https://youtu.be/KsZ6tROaVOQ

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Ever Green

Your soul song is addictive, 
makes love evergreen. 

Peace flows through my veins,
amidst a world gone mad. 

Play on, in the misty starlight 
of my mind. 

https://youtu.be/q_y_gBz-74o

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How life can alter your perception of a poem

Today a poem of mine was published on Ink, Sweat & Tears, and it made me think about perception and how differing times can change the meaning of a poem, or strengthen it. My poem is called 'On the edge of the Arctic' and I wrote it before Covid-19 was even known about. It was a poem about the indomitable spirit of those living in extreme climates, based on my personal expereinces as a Shetlander....

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All That Remains Is A Mere House

Tufts of dust 

Caper about my mosaic glass.

Blotches of ferric rust 

Offer me an unceremonious welcome at last.

 

Things I'd once befriended

Seem distant and cold.

Deaf ears to the chime of my footsteps

Tell me they've forgotten their companion of old.

 

I wonder when those mellifluous repartees

Turned into hollow echoes,

And the blithe breeze 

Into a stiflin...

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143

There are times when I am sad
There are times when I am mad
So I stop and think of all the good I have

143 what does that mean to me
An expression its a feeling
It is a way of being

There are feelings I hide
There are feelings I keep deep inside
So I stop and think of words to express them
I start to write...

143 is more than a number
It is something we all hunger to hear
A feeling so ...

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KARIN CRIES

Wasn't looking for her but she came out of nowhere and got in the way

I don't think that the Queen of England acts the same

No cure for what she has she is a victim of her own pain

 

Karin cries when she knows she not right

Living in her own mental lies

Karin cries at whatever she finds

Loosing out when it has nothing to do with constitutional rights 

 

Threaten to make ...

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SO COOL

You are so cool
In the things that you do
You are so cool
There is no one like you.

I am a fool
To think I could be that cool
If I try too
It would embarrass you.

You are so cool
From the heals on your boots
You are so cool
To the way you wear your suits

I got to prove
That my talents are worthy of you
Got to try
To make my own style.

You are so cool
In the way that you walk
You ...

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I BEAT THE GROUND

I beat the ground here with fists and with tears
Never to make a wrong a right and never to lose sight
Got to remember the stories and continue the fight

I beat the ground
At the base of the locust tree
So that the ghost of the strange fruit can be free

I beat the ground with marching feet
Every step closer to equality
Look at the black and white photos of the call for dignity

I beat the ...

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JUST A GUY

We walk separate paths in life
You walk your's I'll walk mine
Even when it is the same destination
So stop all the predictions

Just a guy walking through life
Looking for what everyone is trying to find
Just a guy walking like a man
Through the water and on the sand

Need no directions from theories or lies
Not from someone who needs a plain to fly
Got my own mind and my religion is just ...

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My prayer for Write Out Loud (WOL)

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as covid rages on

more poets will come

to deal with the frustration

let this be a safe haven

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Workshop

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Today we’ll learn to build a wordstone wall,

substantial as the one before you now.

It must survive hard frosts; wild gales and squalls;

ride seismic shifts; endure the shunts of cows.

 

First we think about what it’s for.

The purpose might be to keep your chattels penned

or keep intruders out.

It may define the boundaries of your tract

or simply be aesthetic.

Conside...

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A Lullaby Of Loss

(Inspired by Death With Dignity, Sufjan Stevens)

Stoic and sober silence, I can feel you,
Like a blanket draped 'round me
When I'm down with flu.
Why don't you speak?
Decimated dreams, I can see you
Even in the stark bleak.
The color of coal.
When will you heal?
Whispers of floating phantoms, I can hear you,
When you hover over my cot
And sing a berceuse.
Why did you stop?
Flowers pre...

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Tenant Of The Sea


He witnessed the rise and fall of the tides

Of the sea that seemed so milky in the moonlight.

Gloating over its graceful strides,

The rumble of the colossal sea was all he could hear that silent night.


The stars twinkled in the darkness,

And the moon in the blackness

Gazed dotingly at him and his boat,

As the decrepit carrier carted its master swiftly afloat.


How long had he been at the ...

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Salom

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"Himo-ang armas

Ang mga libro

Sa pakigbisog

Sa kinabuhi,"

Matud pa nimo.

 

Mga pagsambit,

Karon nisindi,

Sa kandila nga,

Hagbay napalong,

Hagbay nihunong.

 

Mga pangandoy

Nga nalumos ra

Buhi'g galangoy

Sa kadagatan,

Ngitngit og lalom.

 

Akong nalitok,

"Dili pa andam,

Apan sa karon,

Sila ang purtahan,

Sa laing kalibutan."

 

Kal...

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Soul Songs

Your poetic words 

bring comfort

my mind

cannot comprehend. 

Floating in the

healing waters

of your soul, 

is my favorite pastime. 

Two stars colliding,

creating a kaleidoscope 

of time. 

In the space 

of your song, 

life is sublime. 

https://youtu.be/_256xd9N27o

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Can You Hear The Moon Sing At Night?

Can you hear the moon sing at night?
A distant melody from the most dulcet vocal pipes?
Have you ever nestled in her crescent bed
Like the kid in the DreamWorks emblem?
My winsome lady
Dotes on me.
Her visage,
Part amused, part exasperated.
For she knows why I've come to see her again--
To steal the roux from stars, milky and fulgent.
To hoard fragments of the night sky in my wooden ches...

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City Lights

City lights,

Fireflies,

Half-hearted smiles 

And ugly cries.

 

Bustling roads,

Narrow and broad;

Abundant with shops and bars,

And people- their bodies, minds and souls scarred.

 

Edifices tall and sturdy.

Trapped in it are people content and happy;

And those walking on thorns, barbed and merciless;

And those breathing but lifeless.

 

The city is a plac...

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The Cost Of Your Hand

I awake on a bed of roses, 

Whose petals crunch like orphaned autumn leaves.

A ray of sunlight towards me approaches,

Dancing in the light are muddy speckles aplenty.

 

I can feel the air around me toy with my locks,

Which is as feeble as your grasp on my hand.

But I hold on

To you, this very second, this very moment.

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The mere sight of you sugarcoats my disill...

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A keen eye's woe

A misplaced comma, 

an extra apostrophe,

page numbers missing;

a million little things to fix

 

that ought not to

take away the aura

of the piece but make me

stop and scream

 

How reckless

to leave the reader in such a mess

when they should only

focus on the very best

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What Lies Above And Below Us

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Far above us

The sky bursts into colours-

Blue, purple, grey, orange,

With red and all the hues in its range.

 

Miles beneath our feet

Are secrets buried,

Arcane and deep.

Their ampoules once known to everybody.

 

What goes overhead

Suffuses stars and their milky shells.

The departure from earth melancholic but serene,

Leaves behind shimmering trails that spe...

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Chasing Sunsets

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Chasing sunsets,

The ones that shine brightest

Only to disappear

And return again

But never in the same light

Never seen the same way

These eyes tell me, don’t look away

Before it too is gone too soon

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Half of the World

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sometimes I feel so frustrated

That I can't find the words for my feelings

That I feel like I'm such a fraud

And I contradict myself

and try to rewrite everything with rhyme

or look for your validation, your approval of my soul

my stanzas and my gibberish: the wannabe Allen Ginsberg-like howl sounds more like a pathetic whimper

a lack of vocabulary enmeshed in gross erroneous ...

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Chocolate Tree

There once stood a chocolate tree, a bearer of desires. 

Its leaves melted when it inhaled passion.

Its fruits of fire

Set ablaze lands, verdant and barren.

Its bark was festooned in ribbons

Of rich gold and smooth caramel. 

Like Midas' touch, gluttony abundant,

The tree was nothing short of magical.

I basked in the shadow of the canopy

Atop the chocolate capped grass bl...

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Dew Drops Remain

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Only dew drops now remain 

atop blades from the torrential rain.

The lightning strikes 

lessen in succession.

But the dew remembers 

from where it came.

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To Try Is Human, To Strive, Divine

Sweet summer sunshine

And her warm embrace,

Her radiance as pale as egg-whites

Veils her face. 

 

She shies away from you and I 

Behind the soufflé of clouds, 

Mighty and high,

Far, far away from the mortal crowd. 

 

Or perhaps she's afraid 

Of the power we hold

To birth, sunder and devastate

Those shaped from the same dough. 

 

Fragile feeble fingers 

...

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A poem as a Panacea

Suicidal, reclining on a sofa
Gazing at his partner’s photo,
A handsome friend of mine I got
He was by an overwhelming love smote.

To optimize hers and his pleasure to trim
She opted suddenly to desert him.

Buddy, what weighs so heavily on your mind?
Get it off your chest a solution I may help you find!

“An attractive girl sweet-talked me into love,
She playacted as one sent from above.
But all of a sudden,...

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The Empath's World

The emotions swirling through your soul,

The past woes that have embedded Into your heart;

They become mine.

As the soil soaks the drops of rain,

My soul soaks in your pain.

The paths that you have ventured,

The choices that have defined yourself,

Those times click into my mind in perfect Clarity.

Your past becomes mine.

Time is relative when you feel

the surface As t...

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I Am That Fool

I am the one who’s innocent blood was

shattered beneath the golden cross.

I am the one who’s virgin blood

stained the concrete floor.

I am the one who was too weak to fight,

yet too strong to die.

Oh what a fool who transverses the

Hell of man to stand erect with burning vengeance…

and walks away.

I am that fool.

I am the one who fought each night.

Who used her own...

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The Recipe of Solitude

I embellish my arms with bangles

As thick as two strands of hair.

Their raucous cackles

Suffuse the tepid air.

 

Air that's fragrant with spices

I add to my copper pots. 

Air whose redolence

Reminds me of what I've lost.

 

The dough that I mould

Sans a scintilla of strain,

Boasts imprints of my knuckles manifold, 

Knuckles on which those kisses still linger, ...

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Sequestered

A year has passed.

Time has conquered moments

Now left only in memory.

Days of celebration have

Faded beyond the clock,

Leaving a gap of shadow

Where your face once shined.

Sounds from yester-years sink

Beneath new voices,

Forcing our souls to reach

Further to recall.

Time has ravished recollections,

Leaving not but vague thoughts

That flow past the heart.

...

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Darkness Tune

Tonight, the demon walks.

It has woken and staked its claim,

Dragging with it the tortures of the past.

Will it never cease?

Nights stillness creates shadows

That play out every lonely moment

In time to the clocks tick.

The emptiness burrows through to the soul,

Pushing out all resemblance of peace.

To each own mind one must face

The ever encroaching darkness

That ...

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Everything is right yet it’s not!

Sometimes even when everything is right

Nothing feels right 

 

Everything is complete 

But deep down all you feel is emptiness  

 

Your life is going smooth 

But all you feel is sadness

 

You’re happy 

But all you do is cry

 

You don’t know the reason

But all you feel is pain enduring you

 

You don’t want to give up

But all you do is losing hope

 

...

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Fandango

A magenta sky 
greets my morning sigh.

Another majestic day, 
lost in the minutia of life.

Shoulda, coulda,woulda,
paralyzing dream sabers. 

Distractions abound.

Download another book,
refresh the poet's page.

Escape, behind a waterfall
of tears.

Long nights,
paved years. 

Fandango memories
sustain me. 

Resilience 
prevails.

Dry your eyes,
face your fears.

Wr...

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Alexis karpouzos : The mystic journey

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Our home, a pale blue dot in the vastness of universe's untouched beauty, a tiny, spherical world, afloat in a immensity of space and time. Here for a moment, and then we're leaving for the eternity. In the school of mortality we learn to acrobat over the abyss.
Alexis karpouzos

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Star Crossed Poets

“All I do is kiss you, through the bars of a rhyme.” ~ Mark Knopfler

 

Sing to me 

one more time. 

 

Share the gift 

of your romantic 

rhyme. 

 

You have the power 

to light up the night

with a flick of your pen. 

 

Show us where 

madness stops 

and love begins.

 

https://youtu.be/vyI9flHHT2Q

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Writer’s Block Strikes Again

Gather jumbled up thoughts
jot down some words
numerous adjectives,
superlatives, and delicious nouns

 

Describe the scene
that can explain
it is certainly this
but it could be better

 

Conjure up a lost love
hint at a depth of longing,
fulfillment, and regret
but give yourself some credit

 

Leave readers with faith,
love eventually wins
love yourself enough to see
yo...

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Clinging Sunsets

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Words cannot convey
exactly what I’m trying to say…
when in my mind, I see your face
you have something I can never replace
knowing the world’s a better place with you in it
feeling you near even though you’re distant
imagining you so hard you must feel it!

Close my eyes
hypnotized 
and you’re there in the air
Nodding your head, you deliver
the music that makes me shiver
with your sm...

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I Am Whatever You Want Me To Be

I sliced the sun into two

And looted shimmering bars of gold

Which lined her womb, 

Her beloved broods I stole. 

 

I plucked the sturdiest mountains, 

The choicest adornments on the face of the globe. 

All it took were my hands, raw and unrestrained, 

Their maimed rubbles now abuse those they adore.

 

I remember the sea that like Moses I parted

And the ocean floor ...

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Zoomnation

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Zoomnation

 

He stayed in beautiful isolation

For so long

He became a memory

A shadow on the wall

A stain on the carpet

 

When they sipped red wine

They remembered him

In the taste upon their lips

In the pause

Between the small talk

 

The chair remained empty

The corner a little darker

The mirror over the bar

Cast no reflection

Of him

 

A...

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A Letter To Mr Larkin

An April Sunday brings the snow,
delicately bouncing against the panes of high windows as I watch the dedicated stride towards the Brynmor Jones, strangers to me as I am to you but although we have not met, I feel I know you.

A jam stained solid oak table adorned with scraps of paper, jottings only I could understand reminding me of the perilous homework
often not completed from my school days ...

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World in Lockdown People's Poem on Facebook

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The World in Lockdown People's Poem is now online and free to read at:

https://www.facebook.com/worldinlockdownpoem/

Please give it a read!

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Forgetfulness

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I may forget where I put my keys. 

I may forget my phone.

I may forget what day it is.

I may forget my way home.

 

I will never forget sunsets over the ocean.

I will never forget blessings from above.

I will never forget soothing melodies.

I will never forget the love.

 

 

https://youtu.be/A69BertdSt4

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The Poetic Bond X - call for submissions

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The Poetic Bond X - calls for submissions - up to four poems on any subject, in any form, and of any length (120 lines in print + weblink).  

So far 623 poems from 223 poets have been published in The Poetic Bond Series.  The Poets of The Poetic Bond come from all over the globe, from the US to Malaysia, the UK to the Lebanon, with ages ranging from 14 to 86, exploring themes of love, life, age...

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