poetry (Remove filter)

Recent Comments

Requiem

Under the moon's silver glow,
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.

Read and leave comments (0)

nice poempoempoemspoetryrequiemshort poem

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...

Read and leave comments (0)

moonnightpoempoemspoetrystarsthe moonthe night

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.

Read and leave comments (0)

poempoetryrainweather

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.

Read and leave comments (0)

epitaphpoempoems. deathpoetry

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...

Read and leave comments (0)

music and poetrynocturnepoetrySpoken Word poetry

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 

...

Read and leave comments (0)

eyeslove poemslove poetrypoetryrelationship

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 

 

Read and leave comments (1)

Poetrysorrow

haiku #5

a thousand voices

cast away in my shadows

listen! can't you hear?

Read and leave comments (0)

haikumental healthParanoiapoetry

haiku #4

our souls have parted

and the memories we shared

slip into darkness 

Read and leave comments (0)

haikulifepoetry

haiku #3

nature is sleeping

under a blanket of white 

to wake in the spring

Read and leave comments (0)

haikupoetrywinter

haiku #2

this world we have built

like sand through an hourglass

succumbs to despair

Read and leave comments (0)

haikuour worldpoetry

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...

Read and leave comments (0)

journal entrypoetry

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...

Read and leave comments (0)

break up poembritish poetryLondonlove poemslove poetryMidnight thoughtsnew poetpoetesspoetrysad poemsSelf-discoveryYoung Love

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.

Read and leave comments (0)

adorationaffectionaffirmationsempowermentloveMotherhoodpoetryqueenwomanhood

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...

Read and leave comments (1)

Barry WoodsHeart of GrassMichelle WrightpoetrypoetsWirral

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.

Read and leave comments (0)

naturepoetrysensesweather

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...

Read and leave comments (0)

dreamsliespoetry

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.

 

Read and leave comments (1)

paperpoetryWriting

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 ...

Read and leave comments (0)

blind faithfamily poempoetry

Absence Due To Activity

I'm really excited to announce that I will be working on my very first book of poetry for the next few months, and therefore will be taking a break from the blog.  The love and support I have received over the years from y'all (Especially you, Mr. Jeffries 😉) is immeasurably appreciated.  If anyone has any questions or just wants to reach out to chat, feel free to email me!  Otherwise, I will see ...

Read and leave comments (1)

bookNewspoetrythanks

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...

Read and leave comments (0)

Integerity honesty truth tragedy life societylife cyclepoetrywar poetry

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...

Read and leave comments (1)

bed time poem for childrenchartsmental health awarenesspath of lifePoetry

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...

Read and leave comments (0)

family poemfriends of the earthkeylovepoetry

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...

Read and leave comments (1)

equality villain of truthfamily poempoetryStuart Vanner

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 ...

Read and leave comments (0)

breakupheartbreaklovepoetrysadness

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...

Read and leave comments (3)

poetrywriting

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...

Read and leave comments (0)

poetry

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...

Read and leave comments (0)

love poetrypoetry

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...

Read and leave comments (0)

bookspoetrywriting

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 ...

Read and leave comments (2)

Poetry

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,
...

Read and leave comments (0)

BREAKUPLETTING GOLOVELOVE POEMLOVERSMUSICPOEMPOETRYSEPARATIONSINKING

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...

Read and leave comments (2)

BarryLiverpoolMichellepoetpoetrypoetsWirralWoodsWright

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...

Read and leave comments (1)

alchemicalalchemybraveryeroticalovelustmagickmagickiannipseyhusslenipseythegreatpoetrysex

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 ...

Read and leave comments (0)

alchemicalalchemybraveryeroticalovelustmagickmagickiannipseyhusslenipseythegreatpoetrysex

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...

Read and leave comments (0)

lifemy lifemy wordspoetry

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

Read and leave comments (0)

Bookspoetry

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...

Read and leave comments (0)

advaita singhballetfantasyfeelingslivingloveloverspoempoetpoetry

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...

Read and leave comments (3)

David Subacchi.Welsh PoetrypoetryspaceWelsh Poets.David Subacchi

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...

Read and leave comments (0)

break uplovemoonpoetryrelationshipsrisingspaceSun

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 ...

Read and leave comments (0)

elitismNapowrimo2021poetrypoets

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 ...

Read and leave comments (0)

Poetry

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 ...

Read and leave comments (0)

astrologyastronomybirthdaycreationjournaljourneylovepaperpoempoetryromancespirituality

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

Read and leave comments (0)

beautyfirelovepassionpoemspoetryredhairstrength

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 

...

Read and leave comments (0)

beautylovepoemspoetryredhairstrength

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...

Read and leave comments (1)

creative writinglife writingpoetrypoetry eventsad poetry

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...

Read and leave comments (0)

beautylovepoemspoetryredhairstrength

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...

Read and leave comments (3)

poetry

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...

Read and leave comments (0)

love passionpoetrytragedy

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...

Read and leave comments (0)

a poemanniversary poembirthday poem for best friendBirthday poem for friendbirthday poemsbook poetryfuneral bluesfuneral blues poemfuneral poemsfunny birthday poemshappy birthday poemmarriage poemsmemorial poemsmemories poempoem writerpoems about marriagepoems for birthdayspoems in remembrancepoems of lovepoems on homepoetriespoetryrhyming poemsshort funeral poemsshort poemswedding poems

Show more entries …

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message