It’s Paris I’m cycling a beret on head
Bonjor over cobbles
A basket of bread
Soyez notre invité.. Soyez notre invité
je pense que tu connais la suite
Was French now I’m German
God Bless Me
Oh look its Berlin
Mein Rhythmus ist Techno, aber nur solange ich hier bin
Washington the Whitehouse Madrid and Millan
Then top of the morning its Dublin
Friday 21st January 2022 3:03 am
Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:PERSEVERANCE PAYS | SONIA | PROXIMITY | MAGNANIMOUS |
That I would hang myself in the sky outside your window
and slowly reach my hand out to the sun,
claiming its fire as my own.
One more bright star in your sky,
a bloody inferno.
So that when you look out,
there is one more small piece of joy.
I am all I have
Thursday 20th January 2022 10:48 pm
It is the dying of the day
A ferment of tenses
Leads me up cul de sacs.
Where my vision lingers
On a shimmerin
My mood mirrors
The sparkling frost,
Loss upon loss.
I've gone now
Suspicious of the silence within,
Outside all is wild,
Clouds scud the colour of blood.
Sunshine soaks the sk...
Thursday 20th January 2022 7:38 pm
Also by John E Marks:Raindrop | Winter tree | Popocatépetl | A Litter of Roads | Beloved City | O! hear the silence now | The Wild | And so she goes | Taliesin | Identity theft | Savant syndrome | St Sophia's cathedral, Constantinople | On the edge of the world |
WHERE THE LIGHT CAME IN
I was despondent in the house,
In the house where the light was dim.
Phantoms crept within the house,
Where sunlight had not been.
Woeful tunes played in the house,
In the house where the light was dim.
Shadows loomed and time was lost,
Where sunlight had not been.
Window shutters bolted firm,
In the house where the light was dim...
Thursday 20th January 2022 7:11 pm
Also by Ursula O'Reilly:WINGS |
If you are ever feeling lost, remember that life itself is a jungle.
Vast and unending.
Everything is bound to kill you.
Life gets humid from time to time.
Sweat constantly rushing down your creased forehead.
The pain of your soles treading through the forestry.
As you observe your surroundings, the same landmarks present themselves.
Internal thoughts of misery and confu...
Thursday 20th January 2022 6:27 pm
Also by Cody Roach:Lioness | An oasis of love |
A delightful trip today
to nearby Leighton Moss Reserve
A wetland and nature trail
with so much wildlife to observe
In a clear blue, cloudless sky
the sun shined high and very bright
A day to lift your spirits
a most welcome treat and delight
A heavy frost overnight
left patches of ice on the ground
The warmth of the sun felt good
when a sunny spot came around
We forgot our b...
Thursday 20th January 2022 6:06 pm
Also by julie callaghan:PoemADay19 | Full Moon | Wolf Moon | Inquisitive And Still | Winter Sunset | Golden Morning Light | January Morning | Winter Sunrise | January Rainbow | Hamish The Highland Cow | On Thin Ice | PoemADay5 | Morning Sun | It’s Not My Party | Great Britain Pt2 | Great Britain | Wild Birds | Low Mist | Cold And Old | Dark Knight Mystery (pt3) | Cyril The Squirrel | Dark Knight Mystery (part 2) | Dark Knight Mystery | Elegant And Graceful | January Blues, Today’s News | Todays Trip | New Year Wish |
Thursday 20th January 2022 12:52 pm
Also by d.knape:Daylight Dreams | The Leaf Blowers | Red Light | Persistent Living | Daytime Moon | The Two Of Us | Government Guidelines For Eating Roast | Seasons | Short Leash | Death Of A Cricket | Castoffs | Catepillars | Old Wooden Houses | Following A Creek | Pshaw | Non-Renewable Energy | Feeding Sparrows | Thunder & Ghosts | Mirror |
It was a beautiful apple tree with low hanging fruit
shaped by a gardener whose parents had been Jehovah witnesses
(His parents didn´t believe in Christmas)
made to look like a decorated Christmas tree as seen on postcards.
On the tree, a twig stuck out that had no apples appeared dead
as I reached up to pick an apple the twig was a snake and said:
Thursday 20th January 2022 10:25 am
Also by jan oskar hansen:the song contest | a morning moment | futulity | memorials | dawn of man | the smallest life | big rats in Cobenhagen | tanka | the never ending story | bitter love | ideology | how far is far' | unwritten page | lemon tree very pretty | ascension (rewritten) | THE BRAVE SOLDIER | pre-surgery | oranges | farmland | hinterland | The Flash | Boby Fett's adventure |
The Enemy Within
Is freedom of speech alive and well
are we through free expression able to tell
Are we politically aware as we should be
through deception and corruption can we see
Are our dreams and ambitions represented
or are we ignored by those chosen yet disinterested
Is out tax money honestly and well used
or is our hard work and good nature daily abused
Wednesday 19th January 2022 11:58 pm
Also by keith jeffries:The Winter's Sun | Sirob | The Deep Well of Winter | Shrivelled | The Remnant | Sweet Ambition |
A reserved outcome, a specific touch, I love how you remember, thunder, blunder, scattered wonders, many lunas passed the ocean, tamed spontaneity, I pray for common clarity and mass sincerity, purple blast covers the wall, what could this purple substance be? Blast Blast, contrast, I forgot who my past was, the narrow dart throw, marshmallow heart, you can't remake a scar, my failures are up to p...
Wednesday 19th January 2022 11:09 pm
Also by Michael Morales:The Color on the Walls | Love can you imagine | Bellwether | "Purple kite" | "Love Tantrum" | "Haystack" |
This is dead boring.
I saw that film in ’59 that’s called “Some Like It Hot”
With Marilyn Monroe – pure movie gold;
But in the interests of diversity these days we’ve got
To recognise that there’s “Some Like It Cold”.
Wednesday 19th January 2022 11:06 pm
Also by John Coopey:CORKSCREWS | WHO'S SORRY NOW? | YER DYSON AIRBLADE | IN THE BLEAK MID-WINTER | YOUNG GIRL | "LIFE'S A BITCH" | THE RICHEST MAN IN THE WORLD | BABIES | WHAT’S APPENED’ |
The big cats could run about in the foyer and hallway
snakes could slither about on the stairs
kangaroos could bounce about in the parlour
the attic would be for the bears
occupying the bathroom the hippos
wallowing in a huge bath filled with mud
and in the pantry hanging upside down from a gantry
sleeping bats gathered alongside like bro's in the hood
a spare bedroom for g...
Wednesday 19th January 2022 9:57 pm
Also by LEON STOLGARD:Lady of Letters |
A bee tumbles into my water glass,
rights himself on thin ice cube,
drinks from a droplet,
Wednesday 19th January 2022 9:57 pm
Also by Patrick Kennon:Sugartree | Standing in a shaft of light |
Another castaway arrives
Thrown up on the beach
To weather the storm
A life that to them
Is out of reach
The beach is quite busy now
A mixture of human debris
And cast offs from the sea-
There but for the grace of god
Go you and me
I see the foragers
They are h...
Wednesday 19th January 2022 9:39 pm
Also by Clare:Drape Your Skin | Roar | A Date with Amphitrite | Searching | Winter Forest |
In your lifetime you may stumble across one who makes your soul ache and your heart crave
It’s a longing,
For something more than what this world has to offer.
You break a sweat fighting for a chance.
Man on a journey
Misunderstood by most
Tired and weary from the chase
She caught your eye now she’s got you by the tongue
You meditate in search for answers
Wednesday 19th January 2022 7:06 pm
Also by Jordyn Elizabeth:The Cowboy | Wild Woman (6.) | Escape | Wild Woman (5.) | Dear Alice | Wild Woman (4.) |
When I see a painting, what do I see?
A man, a woman, a garden, a tree?
Perhaps there’s a mountain in the distance,
But soon I reflect on the existence
Of a facet of the work much greater:
The vision and mind of its creator.
A picture is a window on ideas
Which bubble up and percolate for years.
They finally express themselves in paint,
Which slaps on and hardens with no...
Wednesday 19th January 2022 5:04 pm
Also by Stephen Gospage:Sheds | Tightrope | Power | Train | Strange Times | She danced |
I want to write about something beautiful
Like the leaves of a tree glowing from the sun's reflection
Or the feeling of a warm breeze on your cheeks
But I think the best poets
Live in the dark
Is it true?
Wednesday 19th January 2022 3:56 pm
Also by Lauren Em:Narcissism | Insomnia |
My heart skips a beat when I catch you glancing.
I’m high on you, your mental is alluringly entrancing.
I lose my consciousness in your world; now hooked on your being.
Whilst pheromones run wild, you advance, begin by playfully teasing.
I analyse your face.
Slowly you undress me before you go to third base,
Your tongues tender touch hits th...
Wednesday 19th January 2022 11:59 am
Deeper and Deeper
Digging into the soil
To trace the journey
Of shoots to roots
There's a little more work
Digging Deeper into the earth
Finally to reach the tips at ends
Knowing where it started
And where it lengthens
Deeper and Deeper
Delving into the future
Trying to find the tracks of life
From frozen todays
And melting futures
The path that's st...
Wednesday 19th January 2022 9:54 am
Also by Moonlight:98. Poem | 97. Poem | Sleeping | 95. Poem | 96. Poem | 94. Poem | 93. Poem | 92. Poem | 89. Poem "love the 89" | 91. Poem | 90. Poem | Alliance of parties | 88. Poem | 87. Poem |
Keep them close to your heart where they can make a new start. Give them both one more chance to try another dance. They need time to spend, together make amends. ...
Wednesday 19th January 2022 7:57 am
Lingering in a warm bath of memories
Feeling the past slowly trickle back into the soul
Arriving at a place inhabited by those,
Whom fate has decreed, to have become strangers
Revisiting what is normally out of time, out of reach
Luxuriating in the nearness and warmth of remembered love
Nostalgia is family, wrapped in soft shades of familiari...
Tuesday 18th January 2022 6:19 pm
Also by Brenda Wells:By the Light of the Wolf Moon | New Year's Day Tanka |
"It's June in January"...so goes the old song -
And if written in 1661 wouldn't seem far wrong!
Love and Nature keep us spinning around
Or so old Samuel Pepys once found.
On January the twenty first of that year
That famous diarist of this earthly sphere
Dipped pen in ink in those days of yore
To record the startling things he saw.:
Tuesday 18th January 2022 5:55 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:ACTIVIST | TODAY'S "CONTRACEPTIVE"? | QUESTION |
If soul mates do exist,
They are not just simply found.
They are beautifully grown from the ground.
They are grown as strong as an oak tree
But equally as fragile as a dandelion blossum.
If soul mates do exist,
Then the other will always persist.
For not one person is whole without another.
If soul mates do exist,
They are not easy,
They are not togethe...
Tuesday 18th January 2022 5:28 pm
It is cold this time of year
but the frozen sidewalk seems worth while
knowing im walking to your coffee shop
just the chance that you are there
makes this bitter coffee taste so sweet
and this frosted morning feel warm and bright
just to see that you are not there
and suddenly the cold and the bitterness of the world is seen
Tuesday 18th January 2022 3:40 pm
It was my fault in the beginning,
Setting out pictures which had been lying
Haphazardly in a bedroom drawer,
Into neat, assembled columns.
A photograph album,
Resurrecting her history in clear
Monochrome and technicolour detail.
Mum could view them with her
Magnifying glass and remember
All the people from her past.
I rang her one evening,
As mum was pre...
Tuesday 18th January 2022 3:35 pm
Also by John Botterill:Thanks, Buddy. | On Me Phone | Kindness | Your car's too wide! | Poetic Licence | Fish and a Chippie | All at Sea. |
Green eyed lady
Snake charmer of hearts
She had me from the start
She's got red hot lust
Stone cold guts
A fire in her gaze
And steel in her veins
She is my queen
She is my Venus
She has a freeness
That leaves me speechless
She moves with style
She move swith grace
In her embrace
Is my forever resting place
Tuesday 18th January 2022 3:13 pm
Tuesday 18th January 2022 6:42 am
My heart lies exposed
In twilight's caress
Stripped to the bone
Undressed of my flesh
Moonlit and dawn kissed
My soul, briefly, free
In-between life and dream
The twilight, and me
Tuesday 18th January 2022 6:14 am
Also by Stephen W Atkinson:Mr Rhubarb | How It Should Bee... | The Tramp | If Ever I Fall |
The edifice crumbles,
the artifice emerges,
the venerable scramble
to conserve a sliver
of sorcery, a morsel
of mockery, to muddy
a salutary catharsis,
lest the tributary
discovered dare lead
to a river of liberty.
Tuesday 18th January 2022 1:32 am
Also by Holden Moncrieff:Anew | Disregarded | Undoing | Transubstantiation |
I feel the sickness rising
I glare your smile every once in a while
Sweaty fists and ulcers on my tongue
You never gave a care with your life in disarray
Now you're off miles away not worried but you say you gotta stay
Hold me close and never let me go
Keep my frame of mind when you go
Swelling guts over poured up cups
I see the reaper coming closer dont let me judge
Eager for death you...
Tuesday 18th January 2022 12:36 am
I suppose bad vibrations
Resonate just as well
With every body
In your cell
But let's be honest
We were already living in hell
Negativity makes a good sell doesn't it
Do you need me to condemn you as well?
If you choose to destroy earth and humanity
If you choose to destroy all that's lovely and beautiful and precious and divine and holy
Then go to hell!
Monday 17th January 2022 10:51 pm
Also by Kevin Tan:Window of opportunity | Dumb, Foolish, Stupid, Unwise & Idiotic | I murder to eat, not for my pride | Therapy | Racism & Xenophobia | The Japanese Holocaust | The love for money is the root of all good | Humanity | Dankbaar ondanks (Dutch) |
The trail leads gently up
and through the stand of trees
The day is chilled by autumnal winds
just in from the coast
I contemplate the desperation of the falling leaves
as they wander about in the bracing air
Carried by the breeze to where they will lie
And I wonder: “Are they bitter?”
Or do they accept their fate
as the annual benediction
of having served their purpose
Monday 17th January 2022 8:31 pm
Also by Mike McPeek:Tuffy | Paper Heart | Ralph and Alice |
clumsily walking around soldiers of mercy
annoyed with their task
sparkling green attire, smiles worn as a mask
giving a helping offer with one hand
shooting strangers with the other, obeying a command
hearing the voices of people unknown
wondering at being there as he’s thrown
he feels his flesh cold, his body shivers
red roses gushing he can’t stop the quivers
Monday 17th January 2022 7:48 pm
Also by Ziba Mahdavi:A Misplaced World |
your eyes look so dead
you see the face that brought
so much personal misery
i just saved up enough
day by day
to play out this life sized mystery.
Monday 17th January 2022 6:48 pm
Also by RudyardK:+ | One two. | Story. | Wood. | End of life. |
Bowls - it is a wonderful game.
And each time we play it is never the same.
To reach the jack - it is the mission,
But first we must put it in position.
Pick up your bowl and take your stance,
Then right ahead one must now glance.
Round in an arc your bowl should go,
Something of which we all must know.
But in certain moments when times get dire,
One may even feel the need to fire.
Monday 17th January 2022 6:31 pm
New beginnings is a trend setting in
Keeping entact all the lessons of past
As a torch to let the path lighting
Moving ahead, in leaps and bounds
Constantly making recovery over lapses left behind
Going on in life with perfect zest and zeal
There's so much more to achieve in life
What's left behind was suppose to stay there
Never look back to history's truant mys...
Monday 17th January 2022 3:26 pm
Also by Ghazala lari:I Trust Thee | World peace | Aazaad Titli | With every fall, my soul did rise!!! |
Sometimes things work
Sometimes we get ahead
Sometime we meet people
We don’t wish dead
Sometimes we get an idea
Sometimes we’re inspired
Sometimes we find peace
Despite the blood required
Mostly the fuckers win
Mostly it’s pretty grim
Mostly we’re haunted by
A burning ignorance
Always you’re on my mind
Always I do this blind
Monday 17th January 2022 2:57 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:Pistachios | Filed by Decade |
As we enter the New Year
Forget all your worries and fear
Set yourself worthy goals
That may revive your souls
Don’t linger on the past
Life is going extremely fast
Live up each and every dream
Rise and shine with every morning’s beam
Show the world what you are capable of
Not forgetting to still spread peace and love
Reach for the sky and aim as high as you...
Monday 17th January 2022 1:28 pm
One night in a bar in London so begins my story
Where men blag dilly boys for molly up the cory
This feely omi walks in, and before you ask it
You could see through his cats his bona basket
Because of how he minced his corybungus
like a model in Paris
The barman looking at him whilst stroking his fungus
gave dilly boy the name, Benny Harris
A nice arse on...
Monday 17th January 2022 12:16 pm
Also by Lee Campbell:'See Shells' (with poetry film) | Excerpt from 'Nice Cup of Tea' |
The labouring world hastens by, fretting
"forward... forward..." bleary-eyed
as commuters at the lap-top early
aboard hurtling trains through fallow fields
where we'd lay singing; fa-la-la rising.
We've rode that train and laid on that moor.
Altogether we've yelled, "Forward, forward!"
And each silently cried "Return, return."
So full are the days required to learn
strains as pl...
Sunday 16th January 2022 9:18 pm
Also by Adam Whitworth:From The Horse's Mouth | Mould On A Pristine Universe | Recognition | Unfinished |
I’ve got a desire for a cheese sandwich on fresh white bread
Just like my mother used to make
I sometimes wonder if I’ll ever taste one again
You know, not any old cheese sandwich
But the ones my mother used to make
On cold winter evenings
She’d serve stew and dumplings
And her poached eggs on toast was a wonderful feast
Not ordinary eggs
But the ones like my mother...
Sunday 16th January 2022 7:40 pm
He gets a great legacy !
But alas! he lives all the way in fancy!!
In a machine he puts potato,
And expects to get tomato.
The dunce fancies to become PM,
Having no as such self-decorum!
Understanding his own limitations,
Help him understand life's transactions,
And finally find the tomb with satisfaction.
Sunday 16th January 2022 5:19 pm
Also by DR. MUKUND BHANDARI:TAKING FLIGHT... | ON THE NEW YEAR EVE |
Tawdry Audrey is a game old bird
still seeks out boozers,
consorts with iffy bruisers.
What's wrong with that I say
she should have her way
at variance with the precious set
and their post renaissance views.
What should it matter if in a material sense
she is one of life's grand losers?
A day out with Tawdry Audrey could still
be a last slice of life for ...
Sunday 16th January 2022 4:50 pm
Also by ray pool:PUPPY LOVE |
her red tipped nails drew little crosses into my back,
each one a reminder that we beared the burdens of our love.
I told her breathing was my sin as
her warm hands hung me by my neck.
but I needed her to feel it too,
so I drew one last cross
and left her on it.
Sunday 16th January 2022 6:22 am
Also by M3RK:finders, keepers | Where gods go to die | Erosion |
Gone in a whisper,as summer breeze washes
Your locks ,flowing hair streaming as if the wind is your own.
Untamed by your laughter and smiles,
Tossing your head in animal mane
The world is yours , with hordes at your feet,
Conquering all hearts that lay before you.
Dancing down the sands into the surf,
Sylthen body glistening in the foam,
Rising like the mermaids of le...
Saturday 15th January 2022 11:08 pm
Also by Edbreathe:close | Cort | CHasm |
Poem 27 of 230: ADELAIDE
In work and study,
I spent four years -
Good years really -
A flat by the sea -
Then full-time uni. -
A planned C.B.D.
(With parks all round),
And much more to see -
Glenelg; Rundle Mall;
And the markets,
With many a stall -
(C) David Franks 2003 - h...
Saturday 15th January 2022 9:25 pm
Sitting on the couch next to you
Makes me feel calm, happy and content,
Like walking on a beach with a sunset view,
Every second here is time well spent.
Saturday 15th January 2022 8:39 pm
Also by Stuart Bright:The moment it all changed |
Stop crying or I'll give you something to cry about
Words that have haunted me since childhood
They were imprinted into my brain
They broke my heart
They scarred my soul
For years I hid my tears
From glaring eyes
I shut down feeling anything
Unable to speak
I was alone
Where no one could see me
Or hear me except God
Saturday 15th January 2022 2:55 pm
you are not real in my reality
you do not exist in my anxiety
when it burns hot in my chest
like an aching that will not cease
with an appetite
that cannot be satisfied
and where are you
when words and motives like assassins
inflict mortal wounds
upon an already frail mortal
who is fighting for survival
I do not see you present here
in the midst of my ...
Saturday 15th January 2022 12:30 pm
You’re looking for an answer
Someone to fill that gap
Someone who loves you
Who won’t treat you like crap
And I want it too
Don’t we all
Someone who truly adores us
Despite our baggage and flaws
You said ‘you don’t have the best of me’
And I sadly agree
But I can’t fix you
We need to do that mending ourselves
Can’t you see?
Saturday 15th January 2022 8:44 am
Also by Rasa Kabaila:Covid Blues |
Unfamiliar faces stare
words are yours
read out loud
both meet halfway.
Saturday 15th January 2022 1:59 am
Also by Nigel Astell:Caught in The Act |
The Queen’s Head hanged, another story from the Death House
Necks stretched and they are gone –
Jenny Wren farts in the face of the seagull scrambling
To gobble her up
Those who will steal your food for thought, that parasitic breath
Hung out to dry, to eaten in an afterthought, by the seagulls
It was still worth the joy, the hope and ways of love
But as the wi...
Friday 14th January 2022 5:42 pm
The Yellow Brick Road
Is turning to rubble now
Bright flowers push through.
I thought True North was
At the end of the rainbow
A warm hearth waiting.
But I find it here
In this trickling drop of rain
In this dragon fly.
Friday 14th January 2022 3:23 pm
Yes I am a Meatloaf fan. I blame my childhood.
I thought I'd pop on here and give an update about where I'm at. The last time I posted I was beginning my book of poetry, which I'm about two-thirds done with. I got a new job and hit a roadblock, and then I started school and writing poetry was completely replaced with writing papers for school. And then I got a new job writing, which is a ...
Friday 14th January 2022 4:21 am
Listening to Be My Baby
on a little tranny
in a camping coach
at East Budleigh.
Mods and Rockers
in Brighton was
splash that Easter.
A clock was ticking.
Before the song
doomed ghost train
and its two coaches
At school I vaguely
noticed some girls
had started wearing bras.
Didn’t know that...
Thursday 13th January 2022 7:43 pm
Also by Greg Freeman:Drizzle | 'Go, go, go'! | 1963 | There's a dinosaur in the bath |
A Navajo boy, 15 years old.
Initiation into manhood. His father blindfolded him
and brought him to the density of the wild forest
to be left alone. The youth in the night,
blackness, as leaves would rustle
of wind, animals trampling
over the expanse of endless earth,
the youth trembled! It seemed this ordeal
as it slowly unfolded had no end. His bleak experience darkene...
Thursday 13th January 2022 6:28 pm
Also by Paul Tobia:A Garden of Lotus Flowers |
I don’t want to develop the sickness
Called mental illness
Invades my mind like a parasite
Bury its self
In the depths of my inside
Make its home my mind
Then invites all its friends
One at a time they bring
Gifts like confused thinking
Along for the ride is hallucination
My next door neighbour is misery
She is nosey
And boy she loves company
Thursday 13th January 2022 1:48 pm
Also by SistaARTSoul:Beware |
Visions and dreams, relate to some degree,
A surreal decree, doubts and questions remain.
In a realm, a night depicting a day,
Is as the sun to an oracle, without answers.
Meteoroids miraculously compared to rain,
“All knowing, all seeing”, a deity for saints.
His eye replaced the sun, locked in shock
His silent voice, bent winds and swept the clouds.
Fallen, a dead man de...
Wednesday 12th January 2022 10:53 pm
Also by Kelvin Sipho Masilela:at dawn |
Today I feel the best
Better than the rest
Better than the clouds high
Bigger than the blue sky
Stronger than the mountain great
lighter than the butterfly sweet
Brighter than the sunshine
Cooler than moonlight sublime
More vibrant than the brightest colour
More passionate than the greatest lover
Smoother than the flowing water
Sharper than the sharpest diamon...
Wednesday 12th January 2022 4:32 am
She bit into the green apple with perfect white teeth.
Is her hair really that shade of red? I suspend disbelief.
Smartly dressed she stands, all the world her stage.
Happily serving anyone coffee she earns her wage.
She sees all life going on, smilingly serving drinks all day.
She must have heard it all, chatted up in every possible way.
Managing to look like the coffees she sel...
Tuesday 11th January 2022 6:50 pm
For once I didn’t open my eyes
And flick on the screen
Scan the news, designed to make me scream.
Posts and pictures of people “seizing the day”
Each not so subtly saying
“Look at me look at me”
I poured coffee
With my first cigarette in hand
And looked at something ...
Tuesday 11th January 2022 10:44 am
Two highwaymen on Hampstead Heath
Compared their evening's lot:
"I robbed a royal," said the first,
"And this is what I got:
A thousand pounds, a golden ring,
An antique silver cup..."
To which the second smiled and said,
"That's great...Now stick 'em up."
Tuesday 11th January 2022 3:43 am
We clap some Blacks,
we clap them Blacks,
tho' we mow those
and dish out smacks,
we clap them Blacks
and forget those whacks
and their blistered backs
and hands that pick the
and then we clap them Blacks
them stand-up Blacks
but not them bent over blacks
for earning all your stacks
of dirty cash
and maids we lash
and keep from dash
yet we s...
Monday 10th January 2022 11:42 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:Waiting for my Mum |
The colours gleaming toward
And laughter in hordes
Monday 10th January 2022 11:27 am
An Awful Harvest
I went a hike up to Wawa in Montalban and up the mountain roads. Here I was to go past the peaks of Mt Parawagan, Susong Dalaga and Mt Lagyo plus others. The road had been improved by engineers with trucks and plant equipment. I wanted to hike a big circle right back to the beginning. This was possible a few months ago but not now due to the building of the Pamitinan Dam. It wi...
Monday 10th January 2022 12:54 am
Walking in darkness
your front door briefly lights up
in the heavy rain.
Ripping out the trees
lighting hit the forest hard
flooding the river
Sleeping in winter
the trees hiberate alone
awaiting for Spring.
Sunday 9th January 2022 8:05 pm
I was playing scrabble with a friend,
I hope the next few lines don't offend.
My little dog eat all the letters thought they were a treat,
For the next few days lots of messages he did excrete.
My little dog always seems to have the last word,
I keep picking up letters with every single turd.
Sunday 9th January 2022 1:17 pm
Also by hugh:The rebellion of a 14 year old against wearing a mask in school | We must do something NOW to stop knife crimes multiplying !! |
Heart in a tight curl
Don't dare stare
At golden eyed lakeside girls
With honey coloured hair
But be prepared
And execute swift side glances
Get your heart buried
By avalanches and avalanches
Of effortless beauty
Saturday 8th January 2022 10:44 am
Once when I was a boy
My brothers and I found a bundle of abandoned puppies
My parents to my satisfaction said I could keep one to call my own
I was never really good at naming things
so I referred to my dog as Yo
It takes some smarts in a animal to survive the mountains
I suppose I have always walked a line between a guiding parent with potential danger close at hand
Saturday 8th January 2022 7:06 am
Friday 7th January 2022 5:27 pm
Also by Jadia4708au:Mistaken man -God | Mistaken man -God | The sacred revelation-Poetry | Love the way | World-Non-existent | Life is not empty | Moality symbol=An owl | Wiseman & wisdom |
windless rafts on icy rivers
sain doom's coming
as a shearing force from all directions
nere to think
what came from below:
all along, it was all for show.
and that's where the screaming lives
stretched out static in the wake of the crash
a yoke of suffering borne on into forever
spiraling that fateful, anguished moment
flattening against the event hor...
Friday 7th January 2022 11:53 am
Once upon a time
There wasn't a day more satisfactory than today,
The eyes of the mirror were not a victim's eyes.
And a smile could catapult over every jagged ridge.
Stars given a name didn't squander the night,
Steep mountain roads called for flying feet,
and lifted arms celebrated both sun and rain.
The alarm clock was more salutary than dull sleep,
A shaka brah heart surfed the e...
Thursday 6th January 2022 11:48 pm
Black Lives Matter on the box
particularly if you're a person with a womb
or if you're lesbian, bi, trans or gay.
Straight White Englishmen have had their day.
Thursday 6th January 2022 11:02 pm
Also by Chameleon:Cotswold Killer |
The country is screwed
and we’re all stuffed
All this virus malarkey
I’ve had enough
Life’s not normal
It’s all too hard
When can I go to London
and visit the Shard, the Palace
Nobody’s listening to my rant
They’re all fed up, with all the rules
Keep your mask on and don’t be rude
Keep your distance
No not when driving
Just everywhere you g...
Thursday 6th January 2022 9:47 pm
Also by Rick Varden:All I Want | A New Year Rant |
To hold you in my arms one last time
To feel your touch even though I knew you weren’t really mine
To feel your lips touch mine and again feel your love
Hoping, dreaming, wishing I could bring you back
Hoping, dreaming, wishing to fix this shattered heart
But a touch, a kiss, my love wasn’t enough
You’re not coming back
And it’s clear now
Your love is ...
Thursday 6th January 2022 9:06 pm
How peaceful the relationship would be,
if words and intentions are aligned,
no deception just version of soul purifed.
Paradise the earth would be,
if eyes could see heart and ears could hear unspoken words,
distinguishing the cheese on trap or fruit for charity.
This beautiful world,
free from chaos of imposter or saints,
innocent, pious and easily understood.
Thursday 6th January 2022 4:52 pm
My dearest Daddy,
It's already been an entire year since the Angels up above wrapped you in their wings and reserved a first class ticket to have God himself share your life story with everyone and have you reunite with your parents. It feels like you were just here yesterday...but that was so many yesterdays ago...
I am devastated
I am in disbelief
I am broken
I am scarred for life
Thursday 6th January 2022 2:44 pm
The connection between our gaze was that of a stone bridge.
My soul on one end and hers at another.
There, our journey began to the middle
Wednesday 5th January 2022 2:00 am
Why do i keep this picture in my wallet
stupid but I cant throw it
super duper party
cant manage to think at all
let my body laugh without even a thought
drunk like trash
losing youth so fast
feeling free as hell
could jump from that high
hand grabbing my wrist
oh crap I know who it is
anxiety found me
I need a few more sip
Tuesday 4th January 2022 8:11 pm
It was weeks since our aerial got blown off the roof
And the telly’d been knackered since then
I promise… I’ll fix it… mi father said
He just din’t promise us when
I’ll fix it he promised
When it’d been down a week
It’s the vertical hold
It just needs a tweak
I’ll get mi screwdriver
And stick it in here
And wiggle the screw
Tuesday 4th January 2022 7:55 pm
Our bodies together
Soft skin on soft skin
Your breath heavy on my neck
A kiss goodnight on my back
start to relax
Warmth begins between my hips
start to drip
A scented aroma
Fantasies begin to play
Body begging to be played
A silent moan
A loud resentment
Don't let it feel good, ...
Tuesday 4th January 2022 1:29 pm
Also by Sarah-Kaye:Bottom of the list | Intense |
I got a tell me about yourself question!
Well, you see the makeup on my face,
It's not a beauty enhancer
It conceals the scars on my face
That carry the testimony of last night
Punches on my jaws,
Punches on my eyes,
Blocking blows, please STOP...
He said LOVE is sometimes violent,
So i stayed!
Tell me about yourself?
Well, I buried ...
Tuesday 4th January 2022 10:35 am
Also by Inoe Chichie:A Moment of Silence, Please! | This Writer is Not a Poet |
Monday 3rd January 2022 9:51 pm
A new year is dawning.
With a moan as an escort
Tempting a conversation
through the front door.
Fingers run down the mistletoe.
Moving in quick succession
To finish what started with a seduction.
decorate the naked floors
motioning a pleasure unexplored
Mirrors shatter the illusion
of this lustful encounter,
on the day after Christmas.
Monday 3rd January 2022 1:06 pm
Yesterday I was looking at my flaws in mirror.
At times, I don't feel like talking to the person I say I love.
At times, I won't wish to spend time with him.
At times, I won't wish to look at his sparkling eyes.
I felt, I lost attraction.
I felt, maybe it was one another crush to which I gave the name of love.
Then I noticed that there are times when we won't like ...
Monday 3rd January 2022 11:39 am
Also by Advaita singh:Do We Loose Attraction From The One We Love? |
Maybe this isn’t fair
Maybe it wasn’t worth it
Love is rare
Love was perfect
Days are long
Days spent searching
She sings her song
She prayed for certain
Truth be told
Truth was lacking
Today is different
Today was lonely
Tomorrow will be painful
Tomorrow is uncertain
Monday 3rd January 2022 8:08 am
Also by RJ:3. 1/3/22 | 2. 1/3/22 | 1 [1/3/22] |
Lie, if you wanna lie
If it makes it true
If it helps you sleep
Pray, if you wanna pray
If it hides the sins
If it'll make you a saint
Scream, if you wanna scream
If it clears your throat
If it keeps you safe
Pose, if you wanna pose
If you feel supreme
If it brings you up
Brag, if you wanna brag
If that makes you feel
If it keeps you sane
Judge, if you wanna judge
If it f...
Sunday 2nd January 2022 11:44 pm
I was told to write a poem for you
I understand why, it’s a lovely gift
Provided it’s any good
But you think they’re all good
So you will enjoy the poem I wrote for you
I’m not being arrogant, not at all
My poems aren’t good or lovely
They’re just words that barely connect
No rhyme, no reason, no theme.
I still don’t know if I’m trying
If anyone will think it’s good...
Sunday 2nd January 2022 12:53 pm
There is always apprehension and a little bit of tension
What lies in store on a shore is at the moment unsure
There is a shift and a move and all relations anew
There is leaving behind familiar grounds and those used to sounds
As we move in life towards new beginnings there never will be old endings
As the old will still remain entrenched as sweet memories indelible
And as ...
Sunday 2nd January 2022 12:40 pm
A make believe undone for me.
The trampling boots,
Of boys in greens,
Another to ride you down upon.
Caramel born from winter.
A slay red ridden,
To my door,
Without forever mourn.
And in a steep,
My heart does truly sink.
Because I know,
Im damned to be,
No worth between my bracelet beads.
Sunday 2nd January 2022 7:10 am
So, the gods have deemed it necessary that we live another year,
The over lords overall plan for us is quite unclear,
Will the problems of the lost, last year graciously disappear?
Whilst some desire sobriety, others drown in beer.
Unified behind a lie we lay back down to sleep,
Thoughts within our minds we never find the time to speak,
Dreams that w...
Saturday 1st January 2022 3:16 pm
More than what it was like to be the girl who was the second choice-
I often wonder what it's like to be the mother of the girl who was second choice
Surely she doesn't even know or she would have never supported the relationship in the first place
Or perhaps she does and in her yearning for her daughter to be "protected" by the boy she was talked into thinking was a man, she ...
Saturday 1st January 2022 12:57 am
Also by VHH:Friends |