Me Vs ME. A Dual Reality
every day is another to learn
and indulge in whats present
i figure there is so much that is pleasant
sometimes i have to just sit back and take it all in
disconnect
in order to reconnect
this place is quite lovely
especially, as i realize im starting to love me
so much thats happening
i can get lost in both of my worlds
i l...
Wednesday 15th December 2021 7:29 pm
Requiem
I could forget everything and live in this moment forever,
tugs on the heartstring like a beautiful voice in song,
words are the dreams the heart makes,
all now of the dream I have is a requiem.
Monday 6th December 2021 7:17 am
The Mystery of Night
They say the night has a thousand Eyes,
It's beauty no one denies,
The nocturnal passing is cool and crisp,
The mind creates ghosts from a single wisp,
No man knows night truly,
Man knows it comes by dark and cooly,
It has a feeling of enchantment,
Beholders are usually lost in the moment,
The glazed eye that is the moon comes ever slowly,
In the dark speckled sky, people watch them longi...
Sunday 5th December 2021 3:38 am
The Reign of Rain
Cool and softly falls the rain,
from the silvery sky,
it comes sweetly hissing on my roof,
refreshing the world with its life-giving nectar.
Sunday 5th December 2021 3:28 am
Death's Token
Upon my grave do not grieve,
Just leave upon it death's token in reprieve,
A single lily fear not my grave be not chilly,
It is the home of love I am now in heaven far above.
Sunday 5th December 2021 3:18 am
Nocturne or the music of the night : Extended
The night is like music it is cool and crisp,
smooth and elegant,
the stars twinkle like music,
the moon sails across the sky like a music score,
the darkness is the beat of the heart listening to music or looking in the mystery which is the night,
the night enthralls like a sweet riff of music,
the beauty of the night is the music of the stars,
the ghostly light of night is like an aria so...
Saturday 4th December 2021 1:53 pm
Just Another Day in the Coffee Shop
it’s not always that you catch the eye
but there are times
where you simply can’t deny
the connection that the 'eye' implies
remember the eye. it never lies
it happens to be a sunny day
a young man seats solo at a cafe
with a coffee in hand
in and out he breathes air
he is observant per usual
allowing it all to simply pass
a beautiful women he spies
...Wednesday 1st December 2021 3:06 pm
The Vagaries
Mere vagaries dwell
On parchment old
Written with quill
In blood
Though, if your eyes
Should read such scribe
You'd flee
If only you could
But scraping brain
And flesh & skull
The ills
Shall burrow deep
Such sweetness of
Poetic sorrow
Shall free your soul
To weep
Sunday 28th November 2021 4:08 pm
haiku #2
this world we have built
like sand through an hourglass
succumbs to despair
Monday 22nd November 2021 3:17 pm
Loved
The ring on my finger
a product of all my fantasy
a gift from the universe
telling me I'm loved ... I'm just playing pretend.
A rose of silver,
cold and metallic
catching the light like a painting
a blade of refraction, it glows like the moon.
A simple circle, uncomplicated...
morphs, like a butterfly, into something else.
The gentle form of a flower
petals overla...
Sunday 21st November 2021 6:44 pm
And why?
And why are you still in my head?
In my chest,
In my soul?
Engulfed by disdain, disgust and love.
And I am so lone.
In the middle of Oxford Street crowds
I want your advice that never helped
I want your forehead kisses that I rejected.
Longing for you on dark silent nights.
To debate: am I ever truly alone?
Or does your phantomlike presence ignite and guide...
Tuesday 16th November 2021 10:41 pm
Affirmations for my mother
You are a woman,
beautiful,
black,
God’s masterpiece,
created with
majestic power
and divinity—
The type of woman
who could never
be tamed
or possessed.
One deserving of
love, respect,
and civility.
Saturday 30th October 2021 3:47 am
Environmental Poems Read at Wirral Poetry Festival 2021
Poets from Merseyside have started to reignite the art of live performance with a series of eight spoken word events around the Wirral Peninsula.
The Wirral Poetry Festival has emerged from its online only status and has been back in the community over the past weeks celebrating the run up to National Poetry Day 2021 on Thursday.
On Sunday West Kirby Arts Centre hosted a green even...
Monday 4th October 2021 11:17 pm
The storm after the storm
In general, it is possible to fly,
This requires a certain solitude,
And I don't mean temporarily,
Immobility breeds creation,
Just like being blind heightens the other senses,
It's easy, they say, if you know how,
To weather the storm after the storm,
Keeping your ideas close in case,
Another comes rolling along.
Saturday 2nd October 2021 9:04 pm
Veneer
Every night I go to the dentist,
He's left the light on,
For me and the moths,
This kind of consideration is rare,
Like a happy medium,
Maybe it's exclusive to spiritual types,
Then again, maybe not.
It always strikes me how insane we are,
In our hopeful repetition,
We call it perserverance,
Like when a dog marks it's territory,
Is an accident,
Thinking tha...
Saturday 2nd October 2021 8:58 pm
Paper
The touch of paper against my skin,
Smooth,
A ghost of the varnished table or wooden door you could have been.
Instead you're here beneath my fingers,
Waiting,
Ready to save my thoughts upon your sheets.
Even when my memory fades the ink still lingers.
Tuesday 21st September 2021 6:29 pm
Hollow tree
The tree that carries many memories of the act of love faith and sacrifices through the blood that will cleanse the ground of the tree and its memories of the thing that has past
The tree that surrounds them are few but many cost at a great burden of wisdom guidance through a test of faith through the trial of strength through the heart mind body and soul
Many may hide many may run many may ...
Saturday 14th August 2021 6:24 am
The hollow man
The hollow man is the memory of valley and hill of life these valleys show no end but plain of enteral life
The man gets his name empty hall of many dreams and lies within a house of the phantom, teacher, mistress through their trial an experience from the love of family and soul value
The hollow man filled with regret an empathy toward the phantom we collected through th...
Monday 9th August 2021 3:49 am
The 7 Valley
the 7 valley of life the first is the flower of lily it beauty that surrounds it
the lily of the meadow is the grace and beauty through the decade shown in the hill of turmoil and despair
the lily of Meadow has many beautiful things some carved by memory other by earth but flawless in their making and no ruin to be found
the 7 valley of life the second is a forest of dreams made the drea...
Thursday 5th August 2021 11:32 pm
The trials
The valley of the light equal shadow of truth an love through the darkest moment
Fear is a great divider and the greatest enemy are through fear of our mind and body
Let rain cleanse the darkness through the tear of joy and laughter and love
The fear of love is the admitting to your heart calling
The love of fear teaches us to be careful and open-minded to are surrounding through 5 s...
Thursday 5th August 2021 10:51 pm
The velvet curtain
On the outside of this curtain there many beauty of the soft velvet an the Line in it but the beautiful thing is not what we can see, feel, hear , smell,or touch but this curtain contain many beauty through it
The most radiance thing in this curtain is the memory it hold from thw year it been there asorbing the memory like water on a beach
There beauty of it lye behind the most painful thing...
Thursday 22nd July 2021 12:13 am
i trusted you.
that year we met, i trusted you.
i believed you liked me for who me and wanted to be friends.
but you didn't. it was all a lie.
you wanted to be friends just to get inside.
i confided in you and listened to all your problems.
always there to brighten your day.
yet, you would always go back to her.
i was your back up---someone to fill the void.
a void so deep and ...
Tuesday 13th July 2021 5:05 am
Poetry Contest
Another prompt invokes an undesired surge
of thought and fractured scenes,
requiring energy to sort and draw conclusions,
prior to recording in the journal for today.
Time to him resembles auctioning a gem,
the longer it lasts, the higher its price,
and he's approaching life's end zone called "red,"
where actuaries hold their breath and count.
The formalist stands firm on well-packed g...
Wednesday 30th June 2021 12:03 pm
Poetry Contest
Another prompt invokes an undesired surge
of thought and fractured scenes,
requiring energy to sort and draw conclusions,
prior to recording in the journal for today.
Time to him resembles auctioning a gem,
the longer it lasts, the higher its price,
and he's approaching life's end zone called "red,"
where actuaries hold their breath and count.
The formalist stands firm on well-packed g...
Tuesday 29th June 2021 12:09 pm
Up Close
Who is he?
This man I only know up close?
Does he know me? And if so,
who is this woman, this me he knows?
We have an odd situation, he and I, like a fantasy played out on a stage,
a performance, a curtain call and
then done.
I know the up-close, the heat, the physical
yet when I see him from a cool distance,
I don't know him.
He becomes someone else with someone el...
Saturday 12th June 2021 2:21 pm
They Are Everywhere
They sit in piles on my bureau,
stacks on end tables and desktops.
They stand in rows on shelves and are silent.
Each holding its own unique secrets.
I can hear their silent words, and
feel their thoughs pushing against their covers.
They wait and are patient.
A wealth of knowledge standing by
always steady in their thoughts, never changing their minds,
dependable and st...
Friday 11th June 2021 1:36 pm
The thing about poetry...
Poetry is a funny thing
It can cause debate
Or make hearts sing
It can take you to
A wondrous place
And brighten up
A moody face
It can make you smile
Or make you fume!
And sometimes even
Make you swoon
It can make you cry
And make you shout
Or, sometimes, be
Just about nowt!
It can make you think
And make you ponder
What lies beyond
The ...
Friday 11th June 2021 11:10 am
Let the Music Play
we were an unsinkable ship,
built to sustain any injury
thrown our way, or so we said.
cast into the dark,
yet illuminated with infinite possibilities.
suddenly slipping through our fingers
the bitter cold quickly rushed in,
and the music played on.
while the chaos surrounded us
and the children were tucked safely in their bed,
the music played on.
while prayers were whispered,
...
Tuesday 25th May 2021 4:34 pm
Liverpool's Capsule of Culture remembers 2020 with the World in Lockdown People's Poem
The World in Lockdown People's Poem is now part of the RLB 360 Capsule of Culture, which remembers the year 2020 and its defining moments.
The project was chosen by a judging panel of local and Liverpool-born celebrities.
Thanks to everybody who shared their words last year.
The time capsule will be stored in the Royal Liver Building permanently from today.
A big thanks to my co-creato...
Monday 24th May 2021 12:38 am
Hoe for a Season
Every now and again
She gets this feeling
OMG, it’s hoeing season
She’ll be a hoe for a season
Hoping to be teasin’, pleasin’ you
Ho Ho Ho, Hoe!
Ain’t nothin’ wrong about it
Ever met a hoe trilla than thee?
I doubt it
She’ll be your hoe if only for a season
Hope to be pleasin’, just teasin (wink)….you
She don’t drink, but she do keep that green
Oh, oh but does t...
Friday 21st May 2021 5:57 pm
Last Time
You see, as I’ve been waiting on the love of my life
Waiting so we can walk off into paradise
Thinking I was in love
Once, maybe twice before
Now I know betta
So Imma do betta
But not before I hit up not bae
Told ‘em let me put this thang on ya
One last time
Before the love of my life comes
Knocking on my door
One last time, before we have to say goodbye
Let me ...
Friday 21st May 2021 5:54 pm
Gathering
Gathering in empty space
A bunch of flowers for my soul
The spring is nowhere to be seen
So I am hiding my face
Until I find the happy scene
In the movie I watch
All night and day
In my long way
To find inner peace
Gathering in the darkness
A piece of hope
The sun is nowhere to be seen
So I am talking with the night
To make myself breathe again
And find th...
Saturday 15th May 2021 6:49 pm
My Poetry Book
A book all of my own
Where ideas have a place to play
Weary thoughts a place to rest
And ideas a place to ponder.
Pages bound by glue and press
Waiting for a friend to give them meaning
A purpose oh so simple
Yet so profoundly special to me
Thursday 13th May 2021 9:53 am
Listening to Heart ❤ !!
Living a life of fantasy is such fun.
Once you give your life control to your heart,
you begin to enjoy its every part.
At times listening to heart gives memories,
and you can spend your life with its stories.
I lived my 10th grade in the fantasy world of reality
when I gave my life control to my feelings impatiently.
Something I'll never regret,
not even in the days o...
Tuesday 11th May 2021 2:15 pm
EQUAL IN GREATNESS
EQUAL IN GREATNESS
(For Michael Collins – Astronaut 1930-2021)
The fourth person to spacewalk
And the second
To orbit the moon alone
While fellow crew members
Buzz Aldrin and Neil Armstrong
Walked on the lunar surface
Sometimes glory is shared unevenly
But greatness often depends
On those backstage
Silently pulling levers
And watching instruments
Al...
Thursday 6th May 2021 11:36 am
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...
Thursday 29th April 2021 4:49 am
Bouée de sauvetage pêche
As a writer (I still shy away from the title poet at times) I often find myself in a dilemma, one to which the vagaries of my mind tutor the torment. The unravelling of meaning of poems – is it meant to be a test that makes you feel inadequate at the best of times?
I have often sat and read something and then wondered “what the hell have I just read? It makes no sense at all. Why must poets do ...
Friday 23rd April 2021 11:00 am
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 ...
Monday 19th April 2021 6:28 am
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 ...
Friday 16th April 2021 7:22 am
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
...Tuesday 13th April 2021 11:09 pm
The captivation of the impasse
Can the difference in our souls be overcome?
The asterism of our fates cannot so opaque.
It is ironic that what we both seek can be defined in a chronograph of sand.
You have so far to travel and yet your peace is already found
I long to tell you of the falsehood of my pretences
To unlock the anacucis of your affections to me would more beautiful than a strand of your auburn locks
...Saturday 3rd April 2021 1:37 am
Cigarretes In The Mirror
Tell me where you'll go with all your burns,
reserve smile whispering the truth,
vanishing without a trail every time as she turns,
old age burdain and transient youth.
Blue as neverending sea,
light and blue
all I ever needed,
all I've never proved,
all I ever needed,
light and blue,
blue as neverending sea.
Don't tell me why have you returned with all your burns,
visible frown as...
Friday 2nd April 2021 6:49 pm
Freckled Shoulders
The red dust of Mars settles on my heart,
only her will can stop the thrashing of cymbals that call me to her.
Every cascade of flaxen strength undermines the facade of purity
but the tilt of her smile will resound everpresent.
Ablazen are her cobalt eyes, I draw strength from their tranquility
she could not know the foundation she raises the pyre of my love,
the freckled shoulde...
Tuesday 30th March 2021 7:27 pm
drowning in poetry
a poem of longing
a poem of remembrance
a poem of rage
a poem of hope
a poem to slip into your mind
a poem to never forget the story
a poem to purge the feelings
a poem of healing
do you ever get the feeling
we’re drowning in poetry?
day by day
inundated by poetry.
everywhere you go,
another platform,
another social network
for poets...
Tuesday 16th March 2021 7:43 pm
last signs of life
Last signs of life:
Silence filled up the whole room and the only sound I could hear was her last breath.
No one spoke a word, we were silent and we just stared at each other.
After every second passed, I felt more attracted to her,
it wasn’t love, it was something stronger than love.
I fell in love with her not because of the soft personality
not because of her prec...
Sunday 28th February 2021 5:20 pm
A poem for a mother’s 80th birthday
Over the sands of time you’ve travelled.
Across the ocean of life you’ve sailed.
Through the fog of daily worries,
Your unfailing love’s prevailed.
Your light shines from within,
Brighter than the heavenly sky.
The fire in your soul’s unquenched,
The flames one can’t deny.
Don’t measure your life in years
Nor by the number of breaths you take,
For we’re blessed by your resounding wis...
Tuesday 16th February 2021 2:42 pm
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