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Kids of all ages

didn’t finish the story 
didn’t get to the ending
never found out what happened 
to the monster or the princess 

you were called away
by stupid adult things 
I’m sleeping on my own
it’s gotten scary 

need you to come back
right away
don’t need anybody else
to feel safe

I wonder why 
you ran away
in stories for kids 
of all ages

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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

O(f)f Course | Over-bored | I scare them all away | Doublage | Metaphor Shortages |

The Magician

     The Magician 

 

She tried to say 100 times

How She wanted just

 to be near you

 

She stood in the fire

Only to drown

Waiting to be the reflection in your eyes

 

You'll never know

How much you did for her

How just a smile opened her

 

Maybe it wasn't really you

Maybe she just remembered 

Maybe she found her own way back

 

Truthfully it does...

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lovelustforbidden desires

WORD ASSOCIATION

If you are killed while working for the government

Determine assassination or murder is what we face

Do we consider your grand significance or influence

Or should it be more about job title and salary based

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Also by Joe Marcello:

SMILING DOWN UPON YOU | WHATS THE MATTER YOU | MOURNING THE MORNING | SHOOTING DEBRIS |

Child's Play

 

Guiltily guiltily think
the thoughts are soon what stink
the mind is like
a rusty trike
with pedals out of sync

Victory victory now
there isn't a method how
the present is
the place we live
what's now we must allow

this subtle trickery lie
to think we must comply
the truth is one
the nose will run
a lie we must defy

 

 

 

 

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Also by Brian Hodgkinson Jr.:

A Boy on the Shore | Destiny of the Dedicated | Negativity Calls - Ignore It | Amused | Killing Fields | A Drive Through Middlefield | Sparkle | Senryu #6 2021 | Adalheidis | Bury Me in Mine | Pick One | Tanglewood | Haiku #10 2021 | After the Spin | Untapped | Lighthouse of the Soul | It Lies | Let Go | Wings | To Change a Light Bulb | Easter Haiku | The Grand Experiment | Good Trees | Ghost Stakes | Cogent Hands | Space Happy |

limericks

Life-Tidal waves

Life -Tidal waves

Friday,30th April 2021

 

We are all stage actors

we have to perform and disappear

no matter how difficult is the task

we need to think and got to start

 

life may remain good

or cruel to be understood

whether you are in soup or trouble

you got to make a way out or struggle

 

there is no need to pass on the blame

and claim innocence

or ...

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Also by Jadia4708au:

Do we deserve it? | Thanks to all nations | Noble & simple people | No perfection | My side | Dream-wishes | Side with the rising sun | Happiness of your own | Tribute to Catrina | Love has no definition | Words are divine-Poetry | Pure & ;lovely imagination | Wolves-A cunning animal | True essence of life | Parted with bitterness | No other option | Poets & poetry | Destined course or curse | Worry about present | Books are our treasure | Her last wish | God's messengers-Corona warriors | Poetry has blessings | No to | Grow one plant-save earth | Rich harvest | Miss not and stay calm | Heart's mirror | Love and music | Admit it frankly | Kind hearted lover | Life is wide open | No need to | Fast spreading - corona | Keep future in mind | One world-one race | Mind erratically behaves | Poetry with fragrance | The divine shining | Our mission-life | About hidden passion | In desertion | Prayers enlighten | Destructive side | My heart longs for loves | Literature-deep well | No complaints | When poets speak | Role of an anchor | Chance to cross | Show you are clever | Think at last | No war but peace | Poetry encourages peace | Wife and poetry | Face real love | Old age romance | Beauty and praises | Destroyer-nature | Make earth green | Take precaution | Poets-quite human | Love-lacks no words | Change behavior | School | Pattern changes-nature | Follow guidelines | Follow guideliens | Soul's bridge | Life-one time chance | Life-stiff challenge | My guide-lover | Best age | Show an affection-for woman | Anger-Frustration | Proper woman | Different lines- human beings | Eyes turn wet | Flowers-Symbol of beauty | Ending life-cowardice | Listen to heart | Bad dream | The soul in a body | Live with resolution | Memory-welcome | Working for peace | Dear shadow | Season's part | Real refuge |

Jadia4708au

Mister Larkin

 

 

Poems, deep on many levels,

May end up nowhere near enough.

At such a time, we should give thanks

That Mister Larkin did his stuff.

 

It’s true he had a gloomy side

And used the odd indecent word,

But nobody would claim his work

Would better be unseen or heard.

 

He wrote about the everyday,

Of unspent childhood, wedding feasts,

Sullied posters, non-co...

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Also by Stephen Gospage:

Sell-By Date | Leg | Revolution | Enemy Losses | Upstairs, Downstairs | The first man in space | Mainstream | Cynics | Unmade |

Swedish Baby

They called you the Swedish baby,

With your white blonde hair

And bright blue eyes.

A Surrey Scandinavian.

But your skin tone was more southerly,

As if you’d spent your first two weeks of life

Sunning yourself on the Côte d'Azur.

A pleasant surprise, given your pasty parentage

The eyes and hair remain, twenty years later

But alas the sun-kissed look was short lived

Ja...

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Incantation

Unfreeze the heart, make it soft

Thaw the frozen love, melt it now

Sew back the brokenhearted 

Stitch back the broken wings

Stick back the broken pieces

To how it was earlier, amazing

Unfreeze, thaw, melt, sew, stitch

Words few incantation repeated

Unfreeze, thaw, melt, stitch, sew

Let these words rotate until it gathers dew

Revolving around the mind of the frozen pie...

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Also by Ghazala lari:

Smile | Flight of freedom | Gift of love | Reality | Thankfulness | Eternity | Let's count | Believers voice | Heavenly atmosphere | Breathe free | Blessed forever | Singer | Unique | Divine favours | Next what? | Ehsas | (untitled) | Heavenly gifts | Covid life | Paramount | Life ahead | Crishma | Philosophical | Friends forever | Beautiful life | VaCaTiOnS | Flip of a second |

CHANGE

 

Unless something changes

I am not changing

I am against change

yet things always change

whether we like it or not

no matter how much we try to stop change

it occurs inevitably

and even change changes

I could change my mind on this

but for right now put me down as a maybe

I am ambivalent about change

but that could also change

things are always subject to ch...

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Also by d.knape:

COLORS | Wedding Requirements | Hospital Gowns | Hospital Gowns | Marriage Vows | Teeter Totter | Spreading It Around | Driving Instructor | Free As A Bird | YOU | GOSSIP | Turning It Around | WEED | Black Dot | What I Hate About Airplanes | LAP CAT | Cleaning Day | Ziploc | Second Fiddle | PROGRESS | Author Ritis | Signs Of Life | What Gives | Character Flaws | The Kitchen Table | HIDES---a poem by O.L. Buzzerd | If's, Ands, or Buts |

India

The Covid crisis in India
It is heartbreaking beyond belief
Seeing the sick starved of oxygen
Unparalleled, devastating grief

Unimaginable suffering
Unaided, gasping for every breath
Suffocating out in the fresh air
The pandemic causing so much death

Feeling helpless, useless, overwhelmed
There must be help sent and very quick
This disaster is a worldwide threat
We need to help all ...

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Also by julie callaghan:

Cherry Blossom | River Mirror | Pretty, Purple Pansies | A Message To You | Super Pink Moon | Exotic Location Irritation | Worldwide Vaccination | Golden Glow | Doctors Last Orders | Being Human | The Funeral | A New Day | #caterpillarsforcancer | Colin vs Cuthbert | April Showers Brings May Flowers | Peaceful Morning | Lockdown Restrictions Are Lifting | Prince Philip RIP | Forming An Orderly Queue | All Four Seasons | Solar Powered | Easter Photograph | Please Take It Home | Easter Saturday | The Arctic Circle | Candy Coloured Morning Sky | Serene Scene | Early Morning | View From A Wooden Bench | Daffodils |

(#NaPoWriMo 2021 - #Haiku of Life (2021

I made it!

(#NaPoWriMo 2021 - #Haiku of Life (2021)

2021

Becoming Forty Nine

I enter another year

smiling at the past.

 

 

(Concluding this sequence, I turn 50 next year and will face it like

I have done with the rest of my life with a smile and a

drink to friends still in my life and those who have moved on)

 

(Full archive - onewriterandhispc.blogspot.com - a ...

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Also by Andy N:

#NaPoWriMo 2021 - Haiku of Life (2019 and 2020) | #NaPoWriMo 2021 - #Haiku of Life (2007 and 2008) | #NaPoWriMo 2021 - #Haiku of Life (2000 and 2001) | #NaPoWriMo 2021 - Haiku of Life (1984 and 1985) | #NaPoWriMo Haiku of Life 1977 and 1978 | #Haiku of Life 1972 and 1973 (as part of #NaPoWriMo) |

Eternal life

I will sleep tonight too
with memories of a good time
packed in the suitcase of the past.
Until the almonds from my eyes call to you
while we learn to live
life will pass in a desolate void.
There will be pros and cons
for all goodness, sins, mistakes,
for one skipped storm
for an eternal life.

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Also by Sanja Atanasovska:

I called you | The letter on the ten fingers | Initials | Elsewhere | Glass woman | Yours forever | Forbidden fruit | Me and my shadow | Without you | Happy as a torch | Last goodbye | I make a city for you | This distance | Life in the dark | White sheet of paper | Bad combination | Stay alone |

15 machines (04/29/2021)

hale steam engine 
shuddering bowels of parts passed
melton jambs of an engine 
vaguely in the shape 
of what was once the idea in the head of 
a mere man. 
a meagre man. 
a meek man, 
squandering his inherited earth.

slewn of all charred flesh
the tracks build on, and on. 
and you can see doom coming 
from miles around;
what a spectacle -- 
what an awe

truly, we are the coals 
...

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Vigil

I stood in the wind for you,
The gale that blew my love away.
You watched me from your crazy world,
And still I stood alone.
And then the rain fell, like my tears.
Still I stood upon that hill.
I waited for the sun to shine,
But still it never came.

I stood there while the white snow fell.
I stood there in the darkest night.
Yes - I'm glad you're warm inside,
I'm waiting in the freezi...

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Also by Aviva Rifka Bhandari:

Body Language | First-Blood | The She-Whale | Actions Mean More | Cabaret | Torch | Up A Tree | Empty | Rendezvous | A Spark Of Words | Half Remembered Illusion | Metal - Mania | Metamorphosis | One With Nothing | Challenge | Fission | Cupidity | There Are No Longer Words | The Show Must Go On | Night And Day Blues | Show Me | A Cheerful Poem | Peanut Brittle | All At Sea | A Piece Of Him | Stuck On You | Reckless Abandon | Freefalling |

love's tempestdamaging relationshipsvaginismusbreaking apart

Shatter

Minutes run and hours pass

Just as sand in the hourglass.

What was black, now is gray.

Carpe diem, seize the day.

If you wait until tomorrow,

This will only bring much sorrow.

Do not forget to breathe fresh air

And escape the banal world's affairs.

Can you find what really matters?

If you do, your chains will shatter.

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lifelivingrebirthgrowing-upgrowing older

PAIN

TORMENTED BY DISABILITY

SHE SWALLOWS 

SANITYS

NUMBED

EXISTANCE

A HOLLOW

SHIELD

PROTECTS

HER PEACEFUL

PAIN

UNDERSTANDING

BLINDNESS

SHE DEEPLY

STARES

BEYOND

IMAGINATIONS

GRIP

FOCUSING

DEEPLY ONTO

AIR

SLOWLY DRIFTING

AWAY

 

 

 

 

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Also by Lori Nalewajk:

WORDS WISDOM | INMATE | UNTOUCHED SOLITUDE | UNTOUCHED SOLITUDE |

GENERATIONAL

After World War Two in a ration-ridden rubble strewn land

The baby-boomers arppeared and quickly made their stand..

With a parental generation that had shown the world the best,

They in turn showed their intention to be up to the crucial  test

To drag this nation up by its bootstraps to prosper once again

And see a land that was on its knees stand on its feet and obtain

A future ...

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Also by M.C. Newberry:

TODAY'S POET | NOVEL (def. of new kind...strange) | BE STILL - re-posted version | RACIST? | POET | GONE TO POT | AN EASTER THOUGHT |

Vauxhall

Dreich day late April, wind

keening from the Thames,

outside drinkers huddling

under frail, flapping,

dripping awnings.

 

Vauxhall interchange, maybe

one of the most inhospitable

places on God’s earth, now

intimidated by gathering gangs

of threatening towers

 

that look almost exactly the same.

Is this the way a capital ends,

not with the bangs of bombers,

...

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Leap

A leopard's leap of faith

For the ability to claim

A primordial goodness

In the collective nous,

When the cable ties of comfort

Dictate the deleterious refrain,

Whereby a barrage of bullets

Signals one is thrice betrayed

Right before the rooster.

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Also by Holden Moncrieff:

Sentinel | Stargaze | Foreboding | Anthropocentricity | Tethered | Pseudologia Fantastica | Knife-edge | North Star | Flight before the Fall... | Heirlooms | The Fool | Choice | Stuck On the Inhale | In vain... |

My Isle of Wight School Trip, 1987

Tendrils of sight swim
memories from my child mind
vast Graveyards flash past
the coach windows
as I sat alone, 
my split-self bristling
against the fabric seats
My school friends chatter
then later they climb
into sleeping bags, safe
I brought my heart out
into the moonlight, breathless
learning how not to wake
others with my grief
whilst you took your half
of my heart
high up int...

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Also by Emma-Jane Stradling:

Cruelty to Boys |

griefChildhood memoriesloss of faithloss of identity

Vows

she would swear curses

at adversaries she hated,

enemies got bad scrams,

their prospects down-rated

 

I'd smile, it seemed a joke,

her mother's just the same,

superstitious nonsense,

some daft witches' game

 

yet was it really so silly,or

was there something to it?

some victims took poorly,

there was never a minute

 

free of tragic local news,

some o...

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Also by simon lucan:

Nemesis | Fortified | Sticky | Big Scars | Rich Tea | Cages | Brown Bread | Hay | Thread |

cursesfiendhexmarriagespellvowswifewitch

So Much For the Everyday

So Much For the Everyday

 

The music of silence is the sound

Of our souls breathing.

Their slow, strongly rhythmic cadence

Is that of vigorous but frail hearts beating.

 

But you must listen, carefully, should you wish to hear it;

The tumult of living can easily drown and overwhelm

That steady breath until, almost exhausted,

We lay down our burden and just listen.

...

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Also by Chris Hubbard:

Contrasts | The Thunder Comes |

A PLEASANT SURPRISE

She liked to play Lola on the Juke Box

At the local dance club

And shake her behind for all the lonely guys

She,  the over-painted,  fake breasted

Long,  tall,  "Knock-out"  with lust in her eyes

Her words of choice,  from her funny,  feminine,  deep voice

Was one of many signs,  to which I was certainly wise

In front of all the others,  I asked her to dance

She was shocked

...

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Also by J.D. Bardo:

BREASTS | LIFES END |

After Salvador

I had seen him on tv in bygone times

Finding his art entrancing in my childhood

He seemed a little mad and I liked that

Wanting to understand

My mother became my oracle of knowledge

She also worked herself as an artist

Teaching me together with discussions aplenty

I came to know him a little

 

Fast forward into the noughties

Persistence of Memory seen small as life at...

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Also by Dean Fraser:

The Spark Of Understanding |

inspirationspiritualgrowthnaturemeditation

Fearful Living

Triangular fixtures,
On the glass,
Just between cold mist and fog.

Slipping between,
The midnight fright,
Aching back in the morning.

A waiting world,
Drooping of a leaf in tea,
Melting eyes of shadows.

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Also by Alita Moore:

Bedridden | Unspoken | Perfection | Yellow Blue Dandellion | Birds |

The Sun’s Litany

My light, forever

Bright, proud, and true.

Would surely know if he was untrue?

His words a balm to desperate ears.

My body only what he holds dear?

Oh heart, emotions be.

Craving sweet shore of security.

Safe arms, to pull me close.

Cherish my heart, essence close.

Play and laugh with carefree joy,

Dance our hearth, 

Not destroy.

My warmth is strong to warm us b...

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Also by Donna R. Hedges:

The Sun’s Litany |

break uplovemoonpoetryrelationshipsrisingspaceSun

SEXPLOITATION

Several of the formative experiences of my earlier years took place on Friday afternoons in the Admiral Duncan, Hyson Green, Nottingham.  The place would be crowded with blokes awaiting the arrival and subsequent deshabille of the day’s stripper.

A particular favourite of mine and many of the others was a woman in her late 20’s I’d guess, whose name has faded into the mists of my youth but whos...

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Also by John Coopey:

HONDURAS | LOVE ME TANDOOR - Elvis Night at the Raj Poot | "GLORY, GLORY SPURS" NO LONGER | LEADER OF THE PACK | MY GOD HOW THE MONEY ROLLS IN! | LINE OF DUTY | LOVELIER | STAIRLIFT TO HEAVEN | FLY TIPPING | REDDIT | A FISHERMAN'S FRIEND |

The Nutter

You should medicate it,

you can hospitalise it.

I recommend crucially, that you avoid it,

and never, under any circumstances,

tell it the truth:

it would break.

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Also by Ferris Ty Taylor:

Haiku | Be Reasonable | Psychosis |

Courage

Mask free, I breathe in the fresh air.
I hear snide comments, people stare.
As death on every corner, I see no sign.
But if you disagree with me that's fine.

So please respect my views, let me be.
Just cross the road if you ever see me.
To stand by my convictions, I am proud.
I won't bow to liars, who preach out loud.

Their idea of Passports...liberty to steal.
They want us to grovel ...

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Also by Mike Bartram:

The Grounds of Speke Hall 25/4/2021 | Tara Highclere House | The Stain of Greed | The Sinking of The RMS Titanic (109 years ago today) | The Other Victims / 2 People | Something | Those Great Days (For Stuart Adamson) | Ghost Race | My Decision | The 'Cup' | The Lockdown Haircut Curse! | Days Without You | Sing A Song (For us Tonight) | The Childe of Hale (1578-1623) | My Day |

The Distant Lifeboat

Once all our honey has been spread
once the little moments are learned by heart
routine a debt that stalks our steps
and suggestions nag more than they ought
then the waiting boat will take me
to a wooden shack by the ocean
and there, I’ll start again, alone

Once your touch no longer prickles
once our conversations are to walls not through them
no sound but a ticking house that counts u...

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Also by Tom:

Beds, Hearts and Books | In Real Life |

strange promisesExit Strategy

Occasional Furniture

Can you trust an occasional table to still be the same in the morning?

Or will it like a lover slip away at dawn, and transform without warning?

If it took God six days to complete his work, was he made redundant on the eighth?

Or was he put on furlough, and Armageddon Friday is his new starting date?

Are black and white not colours so achromats can see Zebras at the zoo?   

Or is i...

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Also by Graham Parker and his musings:

Always there | Earth Pigs | Bouée de sauvetage pêche | A bowler's lament | Spring Fruit |

27th April: the Bollin valley, Cheshire

An old man sees a young woman
Who is careless of her beauty and he feels
A sort of envy but kinder, It is not mourning
But a sad-happiness that spreads within me,
Feeling happy that the blind do not confront the dark
And that the wind that tosses her blonde hair,
As she talks animatedly with her girlfriend,
Is the same wind upon which I catch her perfume. 
I am so glad she can't imagine th...

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Also by John E Marks:

Bright star | A sonnet for an old friend | The Unsaid | Gérard Manley Hopkins SJ | John Keats 31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821 | Wie prophetisch - Rainer Maria Rilke | Summer 1967 | Dogs | Adam and the apple tree | Casting shadows | Ghost writing | Tankaesque | A California Spectral | As if you had a choice | NON SERVIAM | Moses of Khorene | Outfoxing the furies | Charlotte's one day late Birthday party | Epiphany |

yesterday

The crack was going up a gear 

When poor teddy drop

Just over their 

The party never stop 

The wine wasnt that dear 

And when it's all said and done 

The joker have grown up 

The wise man are now seen as clowns 

But to these that souvied i bet you 

Nobody laughing anymore 

 

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Also by Keith Byrne:

not for me | what going on | 28 thousands bullets | angels | change | before |

Sonatina

I know you have killed many enemies 
that lodged in your heart
should more storm your high fortress
I know you will burn it to the ground

As if simple night has blinded them
hateful arrows now miss their mark
as if pure white snow has buried them
evil taunts can force no echo 

Praise for your meandering steps
outwitting this serpentine heritage
praise for the neccessary breath
that ...

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Also by Adam Whitworth:

The Dog Comes Dripping | La-La Land | Just For A second...I Thought... | Eight Billion Cells | Late In The Day |

FOLAJIMI OLUBUNMI-ADEWOLE

The story of a courageous hero who put a life that was in danger before his own,

 

We will never forget your pure heart, and act of bravery that was shown.

 

The nation saw how selfless you were, and your name will be forever known. 

 

God called you back too early and your parents just want their son home. 

 

But rest easy young king, and take your seat on heavens throne.

...

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Also by Your Royal Poetess:

Guilty | Cogitare | (R)APIDLY (R)ECLINING (M)ENTAL (S)TATE ? |

RIP JimiJimi The Hero

APRIL PINK SUPERMOON 2021? BLESSINGS TO YOU

April supermoon Pink 2021
Help us to shift out the darkness be gone
Enlighten us daily and bring faith we believe
Rebirth new ideas set goals and achieve

To confront any obstacles setting us back
Guard us keep safe when we're under attack

Shelter us whole prevent us adrift
Cleansing ones soul and others We lift
Grant us the peace in the blessing of still
Pour in your magic with love o...

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Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:

LIFELONG PANDEMIC ⚠️ | FOREIGNER | TRUST | COUNTING SHEEP | CAROUSEL | MAYBE |

Aprisupermoonmoonmagicmoon poetry

April Pink Super Moon

On the day of the April Pink full moon

Named for the moss pink flower

As the night lengthens

The moon’s glow will grow stronger

The sky will fill with brightness

Drenching the earth with light

Heralding the coming of spring

Moving the seasons onwards

Harmonising the earth

With the phases of the moon

 

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Also by Brenda Wells:

April - When the Earth Wakens | The Pulse of Life Remembered |

Nightmares turning real ?

Aiming for the stars

descend into the ground

others dreams are getting real

mine only nightmares. 

 

my cloud of galaxies is already burst,

pouring as the rain of asteroids

land teems with fissures

turning into everlasting voids.

 

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Also by Nazia Khan:

Bona fide | Bare in Masquerade | Hostile ambience | Misfit |

Growing

On hearing the latest study from RHS on how effective gardening is for boosting your physical & mental health....

 

A boost for the body

A balm for the soul

Go grab your shovel

Take up your trowl

Dig up your past

Remove all the weeds

Moving on fast

By planting new seeds

Reach for the sun

As you grow 

Your success

New life has begun

A gardener is blessed

...

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newshealthnature

No Title

I've got a heart that beats inside my chest 

And feet that want to walk 

A mind that wanders beyond the skies

But my thoughts are chained and locked

I need access, I'm losing track

Of all the masks I've worn and broken

My mind is shattered like heated glass

I no longer recall the words I've spoken

I need release, I'm lost and scarred

My name is fading into nobody's memor...

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Also by Eric Berard:

No Conclusion | Within Me, The Universe. | Processing thoughts. | I am All, and All is Me. |

To a missed twin brother

For the years we spent together,

I just wish there were more to gather

For the laughter we shared

Atleast none was spared 

For the times we held each other's hands 

I'm glad the affection stands

For the time we smiled for each other

And for the holidays we bothered each other.

To the Lord

I can only say thank you for the time borrowed

To you

I can only wish you wer...

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Also by Susanna L Zulu:

We have lost who we are |

Ride with me amigo

Ride with me my last known friend

and leave the directory behind,

no need to remember the numbers.

Just saddle up and buy us two sombreros.

The sun will burn hard, scorching persistent

memories: leaving us to it’s unrelenting mercies.

Into a desert together meandering aimlessly we will

ride, whistling tunes from the Saturday morning

pictures we saw at the cinema when we wer...

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Tinder Tango

 Tinder Tango

 

Intelligence curiosity and sensitivity

Move right

Boats and stouts—neck tattoos—tongues out

Move left

 

Animals and travels

Move right

Backwards caps and toilet selfie snaps

Move left

 

Not always required is higher education

But the number of rough guys here

Who have not finished school

At least proposes some correlation

 

Errors ...

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Also by Rasa Kabaila:

Shifting lenses | Saltwater salvation | I surrender |

Football Makes a Stand

Grass roots

floodlight stars

green stage

first match

Dad held

my hand

emotional bond

connecting club

instant fan

supporters's banta

cheering loud

singing songs

forever journey

memories played

final whistle

souvenir programme

history made.

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Also by Nigel Astell:

Always by Her Side | A Hair's Breath on a Sure Bet |

Super Cup shares skydive

Oubliette

The tea candle has burnt out
The cigarette has burnt out
I have burnt out
Coffee grounds in the last cold sip
Staring through bright, shining, window worlds of happiness
Plastic pallete, static ballet, crushed can alley, cardboard kingdom
Leaning on the leisure palm, societal balm, self righteous cents
Filming false charity for likes and views, make sure you subscribe to the channel too
Wh...

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Also by sandbar:

Technically a fool | A Robin tapping on the window |

17 Years Old

Smiling seemed to be easy,
Until their sugar coated lies got caught.
All my seventeen-year-old problems
Piled up, were waiting to be sought.

Growing up seemed to be admirable,
Until the ego visited out of the blue.
All my seventeen-year-old pictures
Crumbled down, without a clue.

Love seemed to be perfect,
Until the scars on her face showed up.
All my seventeen-year-old fantasies
Wa...

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Hate Song

I hate you like a hate song

Your thinking is so wrong

You can avoid and block

Twenty-four-seven around the clock

 

You are magical and unique

I keep hitting repeat-peat-peat

You play through my mind

So gentle and peaceful I find

 

No words can describe you

You do it, but what is it you do?

Is it the style or dazzling flare?

Definitely something beyond compare

...

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Also by Aisha Suleman:

Whenever I See You Again… | The Evening | The Duke of Edinburgh | A Year Has Passed |

Yo Yo

Yo Yo

Go up and Down

Yo Yo 

Go 'round and 'round

Yo Yo 

I walk the dog

Yo Yo

I go around the world

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Nevermind

Nervous, awkward, ill-at-ease,

   Beset by cares and fears....

Mother said there'd be days like these

    But not whole fucking years.

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Kudu kudu

Kudu kudu

how magical to view you

your pinstripe torso and your curtain fringe mane.

Kudu  kudu,

posing like a statue

licking at the dawn dew

lifting your head and sniffing for rain.

Kudu kudu

horns in a corkscrew

your muzzle with a tattoo,

a sharp white horseshoe, 

you master the plains.

The bush birds of Africa

are setting up a clamour.

The Bokmakierie’s...

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Textures

Once upon a time, she asked what my favorite texture was.

And I didn't know, so I said something like maybe my sheets?

She's gone now 'cause that's what time does.

But I figured it out, while my heart skipped a few beats.

 

My favorite texture is her skin.

Texture meaning comfort and feel.

My favorite texture is her skin.

With the supernatural ability to heal.

 

My fa...

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Also by poet mm:

Those Words |

Casteraways

Adrift in the middle 

of our lives,

I watch you 

enshrined by the steam 

of your coffee,

eyes turned downwards

as you captively

butter your English muffin.

The morning light

revealing treasures

we thought

all unearthed.

 

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Down the Pub

“Going down the pub darling”

 

“For what reason?”

 

“It’s the football season

and I want to see my mates

To discuss some dates

of the games and stuff”

 

“I’ve had enough

You’re not going”

 

“Oh stop moaning

I’m only having the one”

 

“You mean one too many

Well you’re not having any

‘cos you’re staying in”

 

“Oh stop your din

I’m getting ...

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THE JOURNEY, that is LIFE

THE JOURNEY, that is LIFE

 

Dusky Sunshine kissing mountain's meadow,

Like a Mother adoring her baby's enchanted glow...

 

Chirping birds flying as a tidal wave,

Pondering to whom shall we care...

 

Serene shadows of ever grateful trees,

Imposing us to find our Inner Peace

 

Being loved is a blessed boon,

A Hope of finding love is the race- half won...

 

D...

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An Outlook

An Outlook

 

Who do we think we are?

I cannot prevent a wave from reaching the shore

Nor can I alter the colour of my eyes

I may sit aloft in a theatre box with opera glasses

With an incomparable view before me

But understand little of what I see

I cannot start or stop the eruption of a volcano

Or decide where a bird will lay her eggs

The elements of wind, rain, sunsh...

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Also by keith jeffries:

A Mask | Aleppo | Forced to Like | A Mortal Moment |

The Sea

The sound of the sea

Poetry to my psyche

Siren's song to soul

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SeaHaikuSiren

To The Man Up the Hill

A heart full of hurt, wanting to unleash pain 

A heart not strong enough to endure all

But I find solace in our times together

I give that which I can't get, I have what I can't give,

Our moments gives me nothing but peace

Did you regret it?

A knowable answer 

Was it worth it?

A question never asked

But I find hope in my love.

I know nothing will change

Nevertheles...

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woman in starbuck's window

woman in a starbuck’s window

 

 

woman sits in a starbuck’s window

looking, searching, waiting, watching

 

is it the thing that watchers

in an  Edward Hopper painting

wait, search, look, watch for

 

does she know

who she is looking for

who she is searching for

who she is waiting for

who she is watching for

 

I wonder if the subjects in

Hopper’s pa...

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Also by Clyde McCulley:

the old woman in the upstairs window | old men and the bamboo house | black clouds a'comin | the crazy old woman on Bloody Creek Road | a Hopper in the making | our log cabin |

lonelywaitingsearching

House of cards

Do you ever feel like a house of cards,

waiting to fall apart because you can't find your ground.

You know its time to say goodbye,

but its so hard to do.

 

I always knew this day would come,

with our future in our hands,

so many dreams,

so many plans.

 

All the days we had,

all the good,all the bad 

they will always be a part of me,

all the times we shared,

...

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COUNTING SWALLOWS

COUNTING SWALLOWS

In which direction should I turn my face?         

It’s time to pull away the ties that

cleverly ensure my misted eyes stray

no distance from the ground until, bound to blindness,

I can see the irony of the right I’d claimed,

on any issue, to be first to engage

or ask you, piecemeal, for release.

 

I always understood release as freely available,

ami...

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Telegraph Poles

The liar: lying: unblinking
Endemic corruption stinking
This country's slowly sinking
Am I alone in thinking?

Spoons nation increase the drinking
Man-made shackles clinking
Unfunny joker winking
Am I alone in thinking?

Of the truth there is no inkling
Brexit "Great Britain" shrinking
The one-eyed man is him: King
Am I alone in thinking?

Of more than the economy
Of others worse o...

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I AM a dim glow

4/20/21

The dim glow - no the bright glow - of the light outside my window.
That's all I've gotten to know. 

There's a lizard now that sleeps on the outside of my porch now, here every night. 
I hate lizards but now I'm wondering tonight, where is it?

3 years ago I thought I'd be here.
1 year ago I thought I wouldn't. 
Today I see I am.

27 years old, I know I'm young but 2 years ag...

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Drunken Clarity

Champagne bubbles glimmer with promise with each burst                                                                                  Swishing gently and sweetly delighting                                                                                                               Invoking an awakening, something exciting                                                                          ...

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Do you still remember

There was a time not so long ago

that we shared and laughed a lot.

That was when low and behold,

you did everything to hold on to my heart.

 

Do you remember the dreams we had

and all the promisses made to me.

You swore to always cherish us

and that with me you'll always be.

 

Don't you sometimes want that back

and just feel free in love again.

Songs we listened...

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Also by Ilse Grobler:

Woman behind the curtain | Hold on to me |

Do We Do Nothing?

 

Do we do nothing

But stare at the sky?

 

Do we do nothing

But avert our eyes?

 

Do we do nothing

But stifle our cries?

 

Do we do nothing

But conform to lies?

 

Or, could we become

All we can be?

 

And settle the wake 

Of this turbulent sea?

 

And rise above waves

And rise above fear

And shout at the sun:

"Look! we are here!"

A...

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A Warm Miracle

A passionate embrace

A radiant presence

Seem to swell up 

This frigid hell

 

The apricity felt

covers this cold void 

Conceived by 

the sweet grip of mortality.

 

Ephemeral pleasures desired 

stands to succumb to sanity

as more welcome this need 

for a warm miracle.

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Also by Blue Raven:

A Phoenix Reborn | Rewind | Burning Warmth |

Precious

We all are struggling...
In the days tumbling away...
Some days are bad...
Some days are sad...
Some you put on a false grin...
On some you just feel like dumping all in the bin...
We all have these sways...
But know...
This too shall pass...
Life has a weird way of showing what matters...
So even though some days are worse than better...
Remember...breathe...share...hug..cry...argue......

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Also by Shrawani Sen:

Heartbreak |

Monsoon

Love 

It’s meaningless at times

Or extraordinary 

Let not this drought weary your heart

May the mud be cleared

The Trees blossom into forests

Birds start to sing 

Let my heart 

Not be the reason you leave 

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Also by Cody Roach:

Losing yourself | Luv | Regrets | Reflection | North & south | Wind | Blind death |

Natures restorative powers

Just a prayer

a nod to see if you all

at the Write Out Loud community

are well and

holding up fine.

 

What a wonderful world

we live in.

I'm not going to dwell

on the inadequacies of

our leaders as that

way madness lies.

 

I just pray that you

are all well

and as the weather

improves you can

spend more and more

time outside

and become one

...

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A call out to the cosmos

Let me know where you want to meet and l will b there, with all my heart to give when I I love it is always unconditional 100% I promise to never lie to you all I ask for is the same I am truly one of a kind a when to my twin  soul mate there will be no stopping us leading by example unconditional love compassion and forgiveness bring in erra of peace on the earth the real leaders  this planet nee...

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Also by Danny Giesbrecht:

(untitled) |

In The Fields of Evermore

 

I had a friend who flung himself away

to the corner of a foreign field,

Leave no man behind they’d say

He lays there still today.

 

Sometimes my injury cripples me

how no one else can see it,

I think of his limbs cast randomly, 

Of my anger and how to free it.

 

They buy poppies and wear wrist bands

their gratitude on Display, 

They think they see it all. 

...

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Ruler

Thin-thick, black-white,

He-she, scared-might,

With spoon-fed views in blind eyes,

We're infants weeping in beds of lies.

Aren't we stringless puppets,

With wingless dreams?

We're born to measure,

A sadistic pleasure,

Every centimetre,
Of his/her character,

And yet,

We claim our broken souls' unbroken,

Ugly hearts' pretty,

Empty minds' witty,

And then reach ...

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Poetry

Stranger in the Crowd.

Unnoticed his shadow moves across the sidewalk and fades into the night
Sweaty palms and shaky nerves 
He clings to the fabric of his jacket 
The only thing larger than his fears are the holes in the wall. 
The thought made his fists sting
He sits down in the same seat every Saturday 
His eyes stare across the counter 
She never looks up 
At least not at him 
Everyone's talking but he doe...

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Also by Jordyn Elizabeth:

Heart of the Forest |

My Soul

What is going on now?
I've been drowning in my mind
Blood on my heart  
I may die but that's fine
Anxieties catching up with me

Inhale exhale it's not helping this time
Please don't forget about me
From here on out I'll be just raggedy man
Looking for a place to call home

I miss when I could be more of myself 
Back before grown-up responsibilities took over
My heart is overdosing on...

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Also by Mikey V Kinsey:

Asexual | Product of Abuse ( It's a Song.) |

Reinventions/Acceptance

I often think about the past

I like to think about the past 

I can’t help thinking about the past

And the people I have known,

loved, and lost

I’ve loved those I’ve lost

And I’ve lost those I’ve loved

 

I reinvent the past

I reimagine the past

I reconfigure the past

Combine characters, events, and feelings

I create new endings

I create new todays

I wish fo...

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THE MORNING, SO CALM

The Morning, So Calm

Ujjal Mandal, West Bengal, India

The morning was taking a shower
in the honey dew, I asked her
why are you so calm? She told me,
'the deep I am, the less I speak'.

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Also by Ujjal Mandal:

Flower in the Stone |

calmspiritual

The Night Out

for Paul

 

Going upstairs, I think of him still

in the bathroom, crooning. It's Danny Boy

or some doomed melody dredged up

from a past we're unable to share.

Nearly all of the words are missing

as he tries half-heartedly to reinvent them;

while the tune is sprightly,

pepped up for a night on the tiles.

 

When I played my records he told me

that music always need...

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Also by David Cooke:

Working Holidays | Gambler | Work Horses | Shadow Boxing |

Flo's Domain

Flo’s Domain

 

The Aviation Bar

A shithole

Unloved by the management

The dirty secret

Of a plush hotel complex

On the outskirts of town

Stuck in the nineteen forties

Leather barstools and oak panels

Cream quarry tiles adorned the floor

How much ale had they seen

Spilt and mopped up over the decades

This was Flo’s domain

 

Flo was well into her eighties

...

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Cry

I cry for the past

Of what once was

For how it could've been

But it's over now and

There's no turning back

I'm moving on

 

I cry for the present

Of how it really is

I'm all on my own

With nobody to miss

Except for my son

 

I cry for the future

The uncertainty

I keep holding on

But it's hard to stay strong

When my body is failing me

 

 

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NEIGHBOURS

The neighbours from hell have recently arrived

with hooved feet tails and tridents.

They seem OK

moderately well behaved

law abiding, pleasant of aspect

contrary to regulations and expectations. 

 

Apart from an occasional sulphur cloud

that compromises the flowers

they seem to pose no threat

even inviting us in for tea and toast

with bell book and candle

and a ...

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Journey

Entering into today’s day and age, we take turns turning the page.

Let us begin,
as were taken back to a time— lined with the new heights of always measuring up to ones expectations.
Ascendant signs are all "GO".
birthmarks placed on the face of the earth; add attachment to the earthly plane, and embody rebirth.
the fabric of the universe tucks us away—as our materialization is made—from a ...

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Some Call It Depression

Some call it 'depression' but

It doesn't help to name it;

I always knew I had it

But at some point I became it

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Also by The Chessplayer:

Going | Once I Had a Frog | The Nomad | In the Same Way |

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Trev’s hoped for (in vain) 2021 Tour: The Run Up Pt 1 Still In Lockdown

So called because my 2020 tour had been cancelled and I hoped for 2021 to be back to normal if there is such a thing, I began writing poems as in previous tours as to what was going on this part ended so I could take part in 2021 NaPoWriMo (A Poem a Day for April) with the intention to carry on in May with The Run Up Pt 2 Coming out of Lockdown, which I did after NaPoWriMo 2021. Things were going ...

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Would you consider

If your minds eye was open,

Would you consider an unabashed divulgance?

Your forthright nature checks my exubernace

Your beauty makes me timourous

I suppress my passion in fear of your answer

Do i dare wonder about consequence?

You make me feel alive, there is no other, there is no level i can gratify

I would be yours, if not for the latitude of convention.

You bring me joy

...

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Also by antony:

The captivation of the impasse |

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Drowning Our Sorrows

The forests burn as funeral pyres for all our hopeless lost tomorrows,
While we sit and moan about the inconvenience of our day,
The ice melts and the waters rise as we literally drown our sorrows,
And, “It’s not down to us to sort this fucking mess.” Is all we can say,
Apathy infects our souls just as much as Covid,
It leaks from every pore as rainwater to a grate,
And our sense of urgency ...

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Also by Jason Bayliss:

Severed Ties | Profer The Hand That Saves | Smell The Roses |

Virtue

When given a choice of right or wrong,
Be resolute and try to stay strong.
When making a choice - choose what is good.
Even if your deeds are then misunderstood.      

If at a crossroads you find you arrive,
Take the honest path. Try not to contrive.
If you choose the wrong road you may be shamed,
And mud might forever then be your name.

So travel the path to a righteous location,
The...

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Also by Stuart Vanner:

To Leave The Cage |

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Covid Hair

There really wasn't any "if"
I'd ever get a lockdown quiff
No matter if I'd care to whinge
I had no fear of Covid fringe

Nor could I truly be afraid
of hair too much to bun or braid
or control with any kind of caper
an Ivy League or fade and taper

I'm pretty sure that most can tell
that slicked-back wouldn't suit me well
Colouring is not my style
A Mohawk wouldn't make me smile

I...

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Also by David Lindsay:

The Good Place |

April 2021 Collage Poem: From the Shadows

If you don't know you won't know
and if you don't know that, then what do you know apart from that
according to you I am not me

An eightball car without wheels but with music
In the shadows of the city, the philosopher killed his bride
I knew the bride before she got wed he shrieked
and she smashed the DJ over the head with a bottle of 16th century single malt whiskey
Mr Motorist in red a...

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Paranoia

Look over your shoulder...

Did someone overhear...

Is someone reading my email...

What if she finds out...

What if he knows that was me...

Are my calls monitored...

Is my password secured...

Did someone see us...

Will she make a fuss...

What if he tells our secrets...

Did he see through our stories...

She seems to suspect something...

He’s behaving differently.....

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Also by Scattered Sun:

Why |

The zombies of New Generation!

 

The zombies of New Generation

They say they are from 21st Century

They are from very new generation

They called themselves GenZ

 

Have you ever confronted zombies in real life?

It’s so hard to find them in real life

They can be seen in reel life

They are just antonym of human

 

If they are alive?

They are alive only in the digitalized world.

Their mornings ...

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Also by Bindu Trigunayak:

Life is an unplanned journey! |

Letter to Yuri

Letter to Yuri
(Listening to the world’s first manned spaceflight on a crystal radio set. 12th April 1961.)

From the wire in the garden
Your news came to came to me via the B.B.C. -
The Home Service they had called it -
But not for you
As you travelled further away from us than
          anyone had ever done -

Spinning in your little egg
          in the monstrous foot-pads of Laika t...

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1st manned spaceflight60 years agoYuri Gagarin

His

 

Yesterday I stood

Staring at the moon

Hoping His Royal Majesty

Hurrys up and gets well soon.

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Also by Tommy Carroll:

Sleeping |

The Duke and Me

Way back in the distant mists of time

The nineteen eighties as I remember

I was working at the Dorchester hotel 

On the banquet bar in late December 

It was a black tie corporate affair 

Guest of honour was the Duke indeed

In the crystal room I manned the VIP bar

Catering to our distinguished guests needs

My instructions were to prepare a tray 

With a selection of drinks...

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Aquarium Hotel

Funny how I hear your drunken silken voice
echo in the ally, blue-black angles here
define the shadows of telephone wires
cut into a small-scale cubist canyon. 

Purple razor beams resonate 
across the memories of a
strange lad in a stranger land

digital recollections drowning 
small fry in a tank of paranoia.
At least down here I avoid ya.
You shark. Me minnow. 

I cross the thresh...

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Corona

She's the new girl in town, getting everyone's attention
Her beauty is unique, her smiling face a novel mystery
Her soft gentle touch will make your knees weak, you'll fall for her
She's jealous, and wants you all to herself
she wants you home and isolated, away from everyone else
Her enticing ways will play games with your head, she'll get what she wants
You, exposed and vulnerable, laying ...

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sometimes

Alas, my emotions win tonight. 

I'm too exhausted to put up a fight.

How do I cling onto the light?

Jesus, my only hope, please make it alright. 

 

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Wounds

Beloved husband

they scribed on the stone,

and it may be true.

There were days when

we bickered and

picked at the scabs

of our lives,

exposed raw wounds

and bled together.

But together, we

salved the hurts, healed

and cared for each other,

so there was the love

at the heart of it.

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Also by Trevor Alexander:

Moon | Jabs |

Howling Edge

"Give children fire, so they can grow stronger than anyone you've ever known"


Take me to the edge
Give me wings to touch the sky
Let me hustle my sorrow into the wind
May my pain echo in a kind
Might it set their world on fire
Tears pumping through their veins
Let them know what I've felt
What ache I've been in
And they'll heal as soon as their own wind whisper hits 'em
As a hurrican...

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Back in the Day

It's the final day of the routine seven,
The jig is nearly up,
Its back to work come morning time,
Till then we'll take a sup,

Sure Nealon's is the place to go,
Its usually quiet at this time,
Leave your gaf and start to walk,
And then call in to mine

The laughing and the chatting,
As the stout begins to flow,
Suddenly its last orders,
And then we'll have to go

I can't help but f...

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