A world of uncertainty
Leaves life without a meaning
Plotting your journey on a map with form
Distance and time spearing you to the floor
Spontaneity and the notion of irrationality
Appear to make one’s life more fruitful
As it is not micromanaged
Monday 28th February 2022 10:06 pm
Also by Cody Roach:My Eighth Wonder of the World | A world without you | Promise | Glory |
So, I ask you
Is this it?
We have quietly
Are we to die
At the hands
Of a Russian
For the first time
In my life
Has become believable
His cold eyes
On the TV screen
Down my spine
It’s a bluff
All will be fine
Monday 28th February 2022 9:41 pm
Also by Clare:Elvis is Dead! | What Will Happen To The Women | She has gone now | Jacquie | Kind Kathleen | Keeping the Shrink Away | Learning How To Be | Waiting for Answers | New Musings | It's Gone! | Tigers Wear Orchids | The Kids Home | The Wandering Wise Woman. |
such a time,
was an air
the sort that fall when
news is good to arrive.
She would traffic
of firm respect,
with your belief,
Her laugh accompanied
that gentle shake of head
fond of you
through open doorways.
Monday 28th February 2022 9:04 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:Waiting for balance | Down by the sea | Again? or Capital Gains Taxed | Hence |
I ask questions of myself
each moment of each day
Watching the news constantly
in disbelief and dismay
Is there nothing I could do
is there nothing I could say
That could make a difference
to help take their pain away
Is there something I should do
is there something I should say
Should I stand up in protest
should I bow my head and pray
Which donation should I make
Monday 28th February 2022 7:33 pm
Also by julie callaghan:Feeling Helpless And Hopeless | I Stand With Ukraine | Ukraine | Online Shopping | 700 Days, 700 Writes | Twomorrow Is Twosday | Stormy Weather | Get Well Soon Ma’am | Calm After The Storm | Storm Eunice | West Side Love Story | The Grand Old Duke Of York (rehashed) | Sleepy Ladybird | Four Seasons In One Day | We Stick Together | Scone Or Scone? | Feathered Friends | Sorrowful Snowdrop | Good Grief Umbrella Day | To Eat Or Heat? | Hellebores And Snowdrops | Brave Robin | Platinum Jubilee | Afterlife | Snow White Flu | First Snowdrops | Something About Nothing and Last Day Of January | Cold February Day |
The dusk turns to dark
As I look to the sky
With starlight reflected
In the blue of my eyes
Softly, into focus
Shine the heroes of old
Each golden cluster
A tale to be told:
The Hunter & his Hounds
Search the night sky
For dragons & serpents
And horses that fly
Gives Andromeda the eye
And grabs her a moonbe...
Monday 28th February 2022 6:31 pm
Also by Stephen W Atkinson:A Stale Wind | Your Scar |
Frigid and blue
They shake and you
Everything I know untrue
In the coffee shop
Here you are warm
Your collective reborn
Soul mended, untorn
In the coffee shop
long chilled hands
Comply your demands
Fill with java and understand
In the coffee shop
Heat with you now
Your digits and brow
Relax to the sounds
In the coffee shop
Monday 28th February 2022 4:35 pm
Also by Olivia Cimino:"a day in the life" | First Blog Entry - "Untitled, 2020 |
The space race was not enough.
The war could not be won
by Laika, or Yuri, or Neil.
So Spassky and Fischer
were sent to the front line,
reluctant troops in Reykjavik,
playing to save the world.
The Soviet’s revenge
was on the basketball court,
an arena as unlikely
as a miracle on ice.
marched in Moscow,
nor Russians in LA.
Better a boycott
than a Bay of Pigs,
Monday 28th February 2022 4:10 pm
The tears that build up are never easily shed
By the old man with the walking stick
That beats his leg to make it work
The youth that stands at the bus stop
Blinking into the sun
Waiting for the bus that will never come
The little girl just out of school
Holding on to mummy’s hand
Wondering what’s for tea tonight
But mummy’s’ only thought is to keep all men away
Monday 28th February 2022 3:23 pm
Also by Martin Elder:My head- a seagulls lounge |
Monday 28th February 2022 12:41 pm
Also by d.knape:War Games | One Day Closer | The Center For Disease | Old Fools | Pain And Suffering | Anger Management | Adopt A Poet | Clutter | Hugs | Half A Poem | The Alliance For Tired Senior Citizens | The Lizard Story | Sign At The Post Office | The Glade | Under Bridges | No Two Alike | CROW | The Treadmill | Neither Here Nor There | Killer Freeze | Hurt Feelings | Bugs Under Rocks | Snow Day | The Sun Calls In Sick | Power Outage | Free Thought | Masked Men |
Ukraine will rise again,
As healing subdues pain.
Its people are undaunted
As Russia's flag is flaunted
In futile fashion when it's plain
Ukraine will rise again.
Monday 28th February 2022 12:34 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:A WEB TALE FOR TODAY | DISHONOURING THE TITLE | PARIAH | PUTIN | NEW AGE | CARRYING A BIG STICK | WOKE'S WEAK! | EVENTIDE |
When Allah made Adam (a.s)
He gave him lots of work
Sent him on earth
As vicergent of God
Adam and his children
Are born with two things different
An angel true to guide them to do good
And a jinn to whisper in their ears evil
The choice is left to our will
Whether we respond to good or evil
Choices we make, prices we pay
Both in this world and after tha...
Monday 28th February 2022 5:38 am
Also by Ghazala lari:Feelings | (untitled) | Bubbles of success | Perseverance | I Have A Dream |
The way I hide away,
to remove myself, from myself,
from my other self,
the one that overthinks,
to remain in motion,
without hindrance or hesitation,
because she doesn’t want to
think of how disorganized,
an absolute wreck, she is
trying to keep it all together.
She exhausts herself; gives
too much to others until
burnout. She keeps up with
Monday 28th February 2022 4:05 am
Also by kimberly:Thank You For This Gift |
After a few stretches, she went to the door. Like everyday she picked up the newspaper, started to read. She comfortably sat on the chair in her garden with her coffee mug on the table. Took a few sips refreshing her mind. She turned on the next page and had only read few lines. She felt uncomfortable, anyone could read her face. A look of discomfort, grief, shock and anxiety ran down her face. Hu...
Monday 28th February 2022 1:33 am
Also by Moonlight:Zelenskyy - The real super hero | 107. Poem | 106 poem | 105 poem | Uncanny tale | Detox | Sugar withdrawal symptoms | Inspired | Just a page | 104 | New beginning | 103 | Good morning | Shadow of words | Unfairytale | Faith |
Talking with strangers
she only realised she was talking with strangers
when she saw her husband’s rocket
get shot down orbiting Mars
Nobody thought the terrorists on Venus
could get through their Robot Fleet
until ship after ship fell through the heavens
like apples from a decaying tree.
Gazing away from the rings of Saturn
Sunday 27th February 2022 10:05 pm
Also by Andy N:4 Memories at the edge of Darkness |
"The murdering of hundreds of thousands and the deportation to, and starvation in, the deserts of other hundreds of thousands, the destruction of hundreds of villages and cities, will the willful execution of this whole devilish scheme to annihilate the Armenian, Greek and Syrian [or Assyrian] Christians of Turkey – will all this go unpunished?" Henry Morgenthau, the U.S. ambassador to the Otto...
Sunday 27th February 2022 9:58 pm
Also by John E Marks:WAR GAMES | BETRAYAL | The speech of angels | Mr Inexorable | For Armenia | For Harry O'Neill | Chaldean Numerology on St Valentine's day | Eulogy for Pete | Unacknowledged legislators | Rowdy skies | Like roses miss the dew | A view of the new 1922- 2022 | Mirroring time | Entkleidungskammer : The Undressing Chamber | Meggy | Tomorrow belongs to.... | Submission |
It seems a waste of time to write
While shots ring out
And bombs and missiles fall,
While populations flee
And others have their backs against the wall,
While bullies swagger round the land
And choose their puppets to install,
It seems a waste of time to write.
No! This is what the strongmen want:
Put down your pen and call it a day.
They seek monopolies on word...
Sunday 27th February 2022 4:38 pm
Also by Stephen Gospage:The Point | Nureyev | Pension | Radio Play | Day of Rest | Crisps | Sunday Afternoon |
Sunday 27th February 2022 12:45 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:Our Designs | Now we wait | You bother me | The Favorite |
The Bitter Night of the Soul
A large full moon
Bathes the earth
Giving shape to fields and hedges
Defining roads and buildings
All is closing for the night
Growing still, quiet in the darkness
There are no fierce flashes of light
There are no sudden explosions
People do not run, in fear
Children are not crying
Calling for their mothers
In the churchyard
Sunday 27th February 2022 12:29 pm
Also by Brenda Wells:The Wild Winds of Spring | The Night of the Flaming Beacons | Number 3 Curlington Mews | February | Why Am I Here? | Painting the Day in Rhyme | The Beauty of Moss |
Where Did The crazy Acts of Passion Go?
At age fourteen
Scotty engraved Sarah's name in to his arm
They were not together
They'd never kissed
Or even held hands
Sarah didn't see him
In the way that Scotty saw her
She cared for him as a friend
Bit it didn't change how much Scotty loved her
He told me once— at recess
That the scar on his arm...
Sunday 27th February 2022 7:49 am
Also by Rasa Kabaila:Bus Crush | Take Me On | Beautiful Things |
Paradise, You'll find yourself running with the waves, We are all here at the beach and I couldn't be happier, Tribal dancing, Tribal dancing, Huge loveable smiles, There is a celebration today let's just say its the peach jam, I found out how we got here, I dispersed from the riff-raff, exchange your love for pain forgotten memories ain't the same, A gift that goes unaccepted but thank god I foun...
Sunday 27th February 2022 7:08 am
Beware the bear, my father said,
and he’d been taken to its lair,
read the truth, and clawed his way
from its clasp, a gasp from death
where all breath slows,
in Siberian taiga snows.
Beware the bear,
that funny, honey, sunny-featured creature
which, as a host, will greet you
to its land of ice and hut-filled woods,
with a hug and, open-armed,
insist your stay...
Saturday 26th February 2022 11:26 pm
It's better to be alone
Than to be resented
By the one you love
It's better to be alone
All on your own
Than to feel alone
With someone else
It's better to be alone
Than competing for
The attention of
Someone you put first
Whilst they put you last
It's better to be alone
Than secretley hated
By the one you share a bed with
It's better to be alone...
Saturday 26th February 2022 9:37 pm
By Swami Vivekanand
Saturday 26th February 2022 4:11 pm
Also by Ankita Srivastava:Inside the box | Advice to younger self |
The result for me tomorrow takes a back seat.
I won't lose any sleep over a Cup Final defeat.
Replace our red banners with yellow and blue.
At Wembley dedicate our Anthem to Ukraine too.
Show the watching world were our thoughts lie.
End this War now, no more innocent people to die.
Let Wembley be our platform, our stage, our time.
Show support for Ukraine, this message o...
Saturday 26th February 2022 12:23 pm
Also by Mike Bartram:Occupy | Red Monster | Pray For Ukraine | Happy Birthday Alba ! | For Ronnie King...15 Years Ago Today | Money Talks! | Opposites Do Attract! | UFO Over Knotty Ash! |
write a poem
everyone's a critic
read a poem
everyone's a philosopher
fold the paper carrying the poem
into an origami aeroplane
aim high, let it go
everyone's a child at heart
hopeful dreamer, lover of the good
unschooled slackline walker, poet
write a poem
do it for mama
it's the least you can do
do it for the cause
every little helps
televise the performance
in the company...
Saturday 26th February 2022 9:09 am
Also by Adam Whitworth:Punk Poem | What To Do!? | Questions That Surround Them | Honesty And Generosity | Poem For Today | Creation |
what does betrayal look like?
can we bend someone to our will?
Do we dare to try?
If my arms were always wide open, would it mean a thing?
Do we hold the Power?
If we truely reached deep down inside ourselves and touched every bit of our pain and humbly honored our journey, paid tribute to our past, can you not see then, the warrior that is within us?
The ego is abolished
Saturday 26th February 2022 7:27 am
Also by New Shoes:Settling Our Affairs | Law of the Land | A Holy Affair |
The New Czar
Have we not been here before
thrown against the evils of war
Dictators are back as ever before
who act in defiance of the law
They care not for life nor limb
but act according to their whim
They lie, deceive and cheat us all
as people die beneath a smokey pall
Dictators are the serpents of evil
and care not who or what they kill
Saturday 26th February 2022 6:48 am
HERE COMES THE WAR
Upon the hand that wears the ring
Upon the land where locusts sing
There lies a shadow that begins
To make fools of foolish kings
By fear, hunger, hate and pride
By secret tears never cried
By flood, famine, fire and rod
By supplication to their God
Here comes the war
Over the border
Right to your door
Here comes the war
Saturday 26th February 2022 3:32 am
Heart wrenched grief
diehard prays defiance
human corpse mountains
no longer asking
their freedom lost.
Saturday 26th February 2022 2:40 am
Also by Nigel Astell:Handcuffed in Love |
You find that thing
The one you can’t live without
You’d sell your soul for
You’d bleed and die for
And you chase it
With sweat in your eyes and dirt in your lungs
Follow it until your knees give out
Because where you land
Is exactly where you are meant to be.
Friday 25th February 2022 8:42 pm
Also by Jordyn Elizabeth:Beauty Standards. | Brevity | Cowards Way | The Free Fall | Hospital Visit. (1.) |
There's silver and air beneath my feet
Seagulls cry out as sailfish swim
Coarse white hair covers the man’s jaw
He pulls bait from his hat’s rim
The small girl holds a smaller pole
Her voice as happy as a bird
Her fiery-orange hat
Shades her rainbow tie-dye shirt
Shells spread on white sand and twigs
Hungover from the night before
Friday 25th February 2022 8:28 pm
Also by Candice Reineke:Your Mind is Yours |
I don't want nights to end
I don't want days to begin
And I know I'll spend my entire life
Wishing I was six feet under
Crushed under water pressure
Old blood stains on the stone dirty alley
Bones and grit in places unrecognizable
Picture in the papers
40 words on a daily column
Wooden frame with pretty flowers
Tears of strangers
Hushers and whispers
A wall hang...
Friday 25th February 2022 7:31 pm
Also by chuuyahua:Don't Look At Me | Burning Ashes | Forever Might Take Too Long | Secrets | white | In Shadows, In Truths | Infinity Marathon | Long Lost Troubles |
For a long time now I’ve been more than comfortable with the targeted pop-up adverts thrown at me over the internet. But whereas I once used to have my pick of Ukrainian beauties desperately seeking good-looking dudes like me for husbands, I now attract more age-related ads. – “Release Your Pension” and such like.
However I am even more appreciative of TV ads more recently doing the same. Aft...
Friday 25th February 2022 5:49 pm
Also by John Coopey:THE GHOST OF TARAS BULBA | ANOTHER DAY OFF | CATS' LIVES MATTER! | THE RHYMES THEY ARE A-CHANGIN' | THE RED LADY OF PAVILAND | ALICE'S RESTAURANT | THE BULLY AND THE BULLIED |
Escape window- Aggression
Friday,25th Feb 2022
I feel concerned
at the turn of events
it presents the horrible face of the world
misery may emerge in quantities untold
people are running for safer shelter fold
are we free from slavery concept?
Are we prompt to offer the counter?
All the nations keep escape window open
add fuel to fire and aggravate the situation
Friday 25th February 2022 4:57 pm
Also by Jadia4708au:Nice poetry | I want to say | We are susceptible | Only one race | Love to lead & excel | Life is beautiful | Day's work | Decency | No option for man | The feelings | Love & affection | Good poetry |
I never wanted to be like ridged things
I've seen them crumble and fall
Fractured and angry at their failure
Rather, like the trees
The branches sway and dance to meet the storms
The leaves fall and renew
They do this countless times
through the years
Until the fires come
And they will come
But I will gambol and spin
until the fires leave me ashes
Friday 25th February 2022 4:33 pm
Also by Mike McPeek:Wanderer | The Carpenter | Coffee With My Ex |
Life is like a feather
strong when it hugs
weak when it flies
rough when it falls
and soft when it leans in for a kiss.
Friday 25th February 2022 4:07 pm
I’m wearing blue, you’re dressed in red
lit by the dancing candle light
in the depths of some back table
at a late night poetry evening
Our only hope to stay safe tonight
is to keep this table between us
Some wily orator spills their guts
before the hallowed microphone
but all I care to know now
is do you smell as good as you look
Each of us wills the other to go too far
with a ‘what’...
Friday 25th February 2022 3:55 pm
Friday 25th February 2022 3:03 pm
Even if this does prove
to be our last fish and chip supper,
even if it's technically
just a pub lunch,
if Vladimir the Poisoner
in a mad rage presses the button
just because we don't admire
his rippling torso, just because
we laugh at his ugly Botox features,
before I perform in the am-dram
tonight, before we even rehearse
the lines one more time, then...
Friday 25th February 2022 2:50 pm
Also by Greg Freeman:The carriage in the forest | Rehab |
Life is as tear drops of the morning.
When the sun throws its warm kiss
Away to the drop,
It becomes an invisible entity.
Friday 25th February 2022 12:39 pm
Also by Ujjal Mandal:The Real Definition of Life |
Some days I imagine it might really happen:
an orifice oozing with ectoplasm,
Dorises with messages that we can’t fathom;
transmigration’s been the fashion since ages ago
when Buddhists could make it to the sixth Bardo
or lose their many selves in Limbo.
You don’t think so?
Of course, it’s never on the news, YouTube or Skype,
not the kind of repeats you see on both sid...
Friday 25th February 2022 11:33 am
Jake was an alcholic,addicted to a variety of ales,
Jane noticed he was holding in his tummy while stood on the scales.
"Holding in your tummy isn't going to help you get a lower reading ,"Jane did say.
Jake answered,"But that's the only way I'm going to see how much I weigh."
Friday 25th February 2022 7:33 am
Also by hugh:Sajid Javid and Rishi Sunak have locked horns | To many socks create a misfit for John | A punctuation victory for an abused female | A poetic protest, Berghaus gets the boot | Lower energy bills popping through our letterboxes would be ace ! | A change of heart by Her Majesty the Queen | Get a grip !! |
Vladimir the queer
" Oh Vladimir, Vladimir
Why did you do this my dear"
Because I'm full of fear
my dear I fear
That Yes I'm a queer
With a wooden strap on
In place of my spear!
Thursday 24th February 2022 9:39 pm
Take a thought bubble strip it of its skin
until it fills the whole space of your mind
examine its components
describe them in a palace of time
wrap those images in words write them on paper
you've captured that bubble in poetry.
Walk away: it remains to nag you
with its shiny or tawdry ego
bursting with love or hate
but hopefully not indifference
Thursday 24th February 2022 9:24 pm
Also by ray pool:WE MAKE A SHOULDER OF THE WIND | THE LUTON FREE DIET |
The sirens are ringing out
Did I wake up to 1939?
Bits of paper waved in the air
As a bomb rips through a house
“we’ll hit them in their bank accounts”
But no statement can save a child’s life
The sirens ringing out
Wailing across a Kyiv square
A mother in Donetsk a sister in Odesa
A cold chill running down her spine
Thursday 24th February 2022 2:48 pm
Also by David R Mellor:The slow tissue paper of lies |
I read it as a child,
As I grew older,
In the eye of the beholder.
Stones – lifeless and rough
Shine and amaze him!
Peering at them like a master crafter,
In the eye of the beholder.
Old bottles, tinsel and glue,
Inspired by 5-min crafts
Focused on making the prettiest pen-holder
In the eye of th...
Thursday 24th February 2022 11:23 am
Also by pallavitryingthings:A Dog's Day |
If I feel it,
If I taste it,
If I love it,
When I lose it - it's more real.
Thursday 24th February 2022 10:07 am
Also by Bill Dodsworth:Waking | The Mists of Being | Spanish Stillness | Conversations | La Faba - 2017 | Somewhere in Spain | The Market | Messages Lost | Camino Days |
A fleeting aura of the last ditch moment. A concrete thing of blood and bones feeling. Great not left unbroken. Unshackled to a doubted mind. A requirement has left you burning. Holes in books. The thing of warning. For grafting to the skin at night. Your life in venomous mourning.
Thursday 24th February 2022 6:01 am
Also by Alita Moore:Mid Month | slowly warming |
Herded down to the beach at ten
on a winter's morning
in thin white gym shorts as if our volition
came from his barking.
He claimed to have been a marine
and we were terrified,
with anaesthetised flesh
on the oily beach
strewn with bladder wrack
like something coughed up foul and green
and a pill box
full of trash and graffiti;
concrete obstacles from ...
Wednesday 23rd February 2022 2:31 pm
Also by john short:FLANNEL WHITE |
You're a Goddess he said
A sexual Goddess
There's something about you that makes me obsess
You own me he said
In that way for sure
The queen of my bed
I can't take no more
This power you hold and your sweet non intention
Like a spell you control
This whole new dimension
Closeness is tension
Yes shy modest maybe
Sex Goddess Lady
Wednesday 23rd February 2022 1:22 am
Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:NOT JUST SOME BIRD |