POWERED DOWN
I tried to submit my meter reading
For my electric supply today
You'll probably guess where this is leading -
There was just no way!
Despite my efforts across the hours
The message on view was the same
Sorry but failed systemic powers
Are the things that are to blame.
No matter that much time was had
To get their systems working,
How could the timing be so...
Thursday 31st March 2022 11:59 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:
IT'S NOT ENOUGH - a re-post from other days | PUTIN'S WOMEN | POLITICIANS | A QUIET PASSION | UNTITLED | PESTILENT PUKING | PARANOIA | UNITED | VLAD THE MAD | THE BEST LAID PLANS |Send Me A Song
With a flip of the wrist
there’s a song
directing you on a time warp,
back to the time you fell in love
with the girl of your dreams,
or so she was at the time.
With every turn of the dial
there she is
and yet, there you are
years apart.
It only lasts 3 minutes
but it’s the one
that crawls under your skin
late at night
when you’re all alone,
when thoughts run in c...
Thursday 31st March 2022 8:14 pm
Also by kimberly:
Does a man feel more if he’s a poet | Where Does It Lead? | You’ll Want to Sit Down for This |Our remarkable Monarch of 70 years
To see you at the Westminster service warmed my heart,
Admiring your determination to be there and take part.
A cup I was presented with at school in 1953 ,
Which began your dedication,which was set to be.
Your leadership qualities we celebrate always in your song,
"God save the Queen,"thankfully having been there for so long.
You served us while suffering the effects of th...
Thursday 31st March 2022 7:27 pm
Also by hugh:
An appeal to Russian mothers on Mothers Day | Thoughts of an Ukrainian citizen | Freedom of speech !!! |Rocket And Flare
More money for our Nurses, you couldn't afford.
But to show our thanks, you asked us to applaud.
So when the next round of MP pay talks are due.
Would you be offended if we do the same for you?
Into the sky we could even launch rocket and flare.
To show Members of Parliament how much we care.
Most of you have second jobs, in some cases three.
Do you need more money...seems like greed to me.
...
Thursday 31st March 2022 6:23 pm
Also by Mike Bartram:
Me And My Girls | A Journey Over (A Poem For Mothers Day) | Wayside | When You're 63! | The River | Until It's Light | Everyday (for my Granddaughter Alba) | Sun, Sky And Birds | A UKRAINE POEM | Still Not Done |Hot Line
When my dad passed away,
I began to wish for
A number I could call,
To check he was all right.
‘All right’ is relative, of course,
But the purpose of this hot line
Would be to spread out and discuss,
To ask the unanswered questions,
To say the things we had not said,
And to speak to one that I knew,
Not the wizened, angry, lost soul
I had sat with that la...
Thursday 31st March 2022 6:22 pm
Also by Stephen Gospage:
Refugee | Something New | Memories | The President | Shostakovich's Tenth | Timepieces | Musée des Beaux Arts, March 2022 | Nicknames | Whingers | Agincourt | Madness |Bursting the Bounds
The snow and ice melted long ago, already the grass returns to fields of gold.
So why am I shivering?
Seas and rivers change course and flow awry.
So why do I turn to stone?
Faeries and elves stir up their sisters into dance.
So why cannot I move?
Immortality seizes this man's imagination.
So can I live another day?
And why do I carry all the hours of all the days of all the years w...
Thursday 31st March 2022 6:04 pm
Also by John E Marks:
Occult-fish-rat | Because the night.... | Êzidî (ئێزیدی) | Why the poor die | Pink moon | M.A.D. | The dictatorship of the bureaucrats | Willesden | Narcissus | Under blue skies | Northern sky | Lent | Poet Thunder | Russian | I have no words | Red Leb | A sonnet for Sylvie | credo | Spring snow | Roads | Smallholder | The yellow and blue | A rose garden at altitude under occupation | Seeing things |Last Day Of March
The last day of March brings us
a mix of snow, sleet and sun
The day before April fools
seems to be having some fun
We put our warm coats on
and then take them off again
Take a seat outdoors
only to be caught out by the rain
This time of year, the weather
constantly changes it’s mind
There’s no sure way of knowing
what elements you may find
Temperatures fall below freezing
...
Thursday 31st March 2022 5:43 pm
Also by julie callaghan:
Gratitude Gallery | New Spring Lambs | Colours Of Spring | Micheal And Vernon | Hedgehogs | The Baltic Way | Mother’s Day | Mythical Landscape | The Tale Of Covid 19 (repost) | Two Years On | Daffodil | Amelia | Poet Tree | Flag Flying High | How Lucky We Are | Swan Lake Landing | Two News Stories | Bow And Bob | Dawn Chorus | March Mornings | Daffodils | Early, Early Morning | Make Pizza Not War | Black And White | The Piano | Once | Two Weeks Ago | Double Take | Spring Blossom | Cheery Ditty | Blue And Gold | Frogspawn | A Tale To Tell (repost) | Dancing Ducks | It’s A Rich Man’s World (Or Is It) | Fear And Dread | Two Hands |The Optimist
screaming at the cold
the mold of a mind so
useless like a body in
a dark river
eyes crystal blue glaring up
amid the lapping scum
the corpse of who you thought
you'd become like a future
things will get better
things will get better
observers shocked back away
this bloated meat can speak afraid
too weird to interact with it
easier to laugh tribal simian
the differences...
Thursday 31st March 2022 5:11 pm
A Seed Falls
A seed falls.
It lands, barely audible
it falls from a tree, a 50 year old tree
50 summers
50 winters
50 times around the sun.
Rain and Wind.
Its roots working their way through the soil
spreading
growing
anchoring
for 50 years.
To create a seed to fall one day
to be heard.
That moment.
Unique
And I was there.
Thursday 31st March 2022 12:25 pm
Also by Bill Dodsworth:
My place | White Feathers | I did'nt know | Things I can't do |The School Run
Young mums of all shapes and sizes,
Stood outside the little school gates,
Superciliously smiling,
At other young mums, as they wait.
Some of them come on bicycles,
Others arriving in flash SUVs,
Walkers with prams or other tots,
There's even one with a taxi.
There are some Nannies, not Nannys,
Mind you, there could be one or two,
There are granddads an...
Thursday 31st March 2022 12:23 pm
Also by JD Russell:
Hula skirts, Kisses and Leis | Interior Decorating | Mrs. Lloyds Daughter | A Dutchman Earmarked For Greatness | Dance on, little kite, dance on. | Youthful Love | Thanking God? | That's just crazy | Young Man, Old Man | Just Last Week | Friday Night Is Date Night | Shopping | To Be A Lion Or A Mouse | He's not, he's just missing | She Gasped For Air | The Hunt | Imagination Limited | And God Spake Unto the Snake | Life, A Montebank? | Second Crucifixion Postponed, Indefinitly. | Ballad of Ada Lovelace (December 1815 to November 1852 | Each morning | A late summer afternoon stroll with John Clare | Not the Worst Thing | Road from, and to,oblivion | They Lied, She Died, He Cried, He Died |Naming It
Swirling the darkness like a smoothie
Hovering just out of reach
Pricking your attention-what’s it doing
Filling you with a vague sense of fear
You grasp for it with both hands
As it starts to materialize
Should you run fuck it or eat
This can’t be decided
Until you can name it
Understand its taxonomy
You can’t frame it
Can’t round it completely
...
Thursday 31st March 2022 11:47 am
Also by Robert C Gaulke:
Obviously | Kintsukuroi | Singularities | Bad Actors | everybody (but us) | Pulchritudinous | Bad Art Warning | Growing up alone |Forever Young
GRANDPA IS MY BESTIE
Is emblazoned across this shirt
Which you used to own.
It looks so tiny in my hands!
A visual manifestation
Of how incredibly tall you have grown
In such a very short time!
It makes me sad, yet happy,
To see it lying there.
A token of the special bond
We shared.
And share still.
Time has moved on, Will,
Your shirts are double that si...
Thursday 31st March 2022 10:51 am
Also by John Botterill:
The Death of a Poem | Homeless | Jolly Fine Words | Soppy Love Songs | Just a Bit of Banter | In Praise of Words | Let Sleeping Poets Lie | 'For mash get Smash' re-hash. | Strong Box | Merely a Player |Teacher
Teacher means friend
And father,
Even classmate
Again tiger.
Teacher means honest
Good man's maker.
they are our guide
And life's backer.
They are greatest
In this earth,
It honorable occupation
All day, year and month.
Wednesday 30th March 2022 5:01 pm
Also by Sheikh Shanto Bin Abdur Razzak:
Mother Is Paradise | Lack Came | I Came Back | Secret Pain | Sorrow | Blow of Heart | Corona's Birth Story | Money Addiction |THIS LITTLE LIGHT OF MINE ..
Its mid 70s the families of liverpool they struggle
Born babies the products of scandal and trouble
A woman in love at the time with a drinker
mentality destructive disturbed man dark thinker
He cared not a lot for his sons wife or health
Inside relives torture he's suffered himself
The wife didn't know this she cant understand
This was not what the vows read when gave h...
Wednesday 30th March 2022 3:46 pm
Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:
ARCHANGEL OF THE WEEK | CARTER-JAMES WILLIAM MORTON | REVIVAL |Goodbye Dante (our dog)
Sometimes you have to push the bully love aside,
out of the way, elbow and shoulder,
so necessity can see through what love fears most,
loss and the damage of absence.
To see what needs to be done
no matter love’s protests,
though they are not unheard.
Love and necessity, formidable forces,
will eventually reunite
as confederates in purpose,
but gently and in time
Wednesday 30th March 2022 3:32 pm
Also by Mike McPeek:
Old Clothes |ONE FOR THE ROAD
Two ageing musicians recount stories
of an inglorious episode shared,
drink does the talking.
They are merely bystanders in a vivid tapestry
strewn like shroud over a past
almost forgotten by the masses -
radio broadcasts, theatre pits,
sleazy nightclubs, outdoor events
where clouds bent their heads in curiosity.
:Lights in the pub reflect off glasses, rose tinted,
...Wednesday 30th March 2022 1:51 pm
Also by ray pool:
ON MOTHERS' DAY | SEWER CONVERSION | THE GARDENER'S DILEMMA | THE M 24 |Rose-Tinted Vision
And in the beginning, I remember how your hand,
Had reached out to help me,
As you promised me that you would love me,
That you would care for me.
And those promises were not the only things broken,
When you used that same hand to hold me down, to use me, to hurt me;
And bruise my vunerability that I had given to you.
And you left my skin in a state that made my mum sob;
An...
Wednesday 30th March 2022 8:18 am
Also by mylie:
I'm cursed. | Hang in there or Hang Yourself | My own storm. | I'd smile |We'll Figure it Out!
Wednesday 30th March 2022 5:34 am
Also by New Shoes:
Where the Buffalo Roam | A Stones Throw Away | Waiting For The Summer Rain |Inspired write
When the time is right
It shall shower again
The blessings of love and hope
As we go on and on in life's throes
Relax and let things happen
In not yours but God's divine timing
If you have faith within
Then waiting turns out to be a big blessing
Bring me all your sorrows and griefs
All your worries and dreams
Lay them all on a platter for me
For I, y...
Wednesday 30th March 2022 1:57 am
Also by Sunshine:
48. Poem | Friday poetry | Midnight poetry | 47. Poem | A prayer | 46. Poem | 45. Poem | Today, this day | Love meets love | Our home | Cowards |Gratitude
I'm grateful for flares, sparkles, occasions...
For colourful heart's and mind's expectations...
For feelings' diversity and changeability -
Taking up to cloud nine...
Or plunging into gloom's hostility....
I'm grateful for tears - of pain or of joy...
For errors, experience, sadness, delight...
For dreams and for failures that struggle deploys...
For shame and disgrace, and victo...
Tuesday 29th March 2022 10:46 pm
Also by Alive_sunflower:
The Sky | UKRAINE |They Know
The trees stand silent
But they are watching
The earth welcomes
Your feet
But she rumbles
Ready to make her
Retreat
The sun shines gladly
Don’t take her smile
For granted
She feeds all
That you have planted
The moonlight shines
Tugs at time
But she is ready
To pull the lifeline
The flowers bloom
The wheat doth grow
But, they know...
Tuesday 29th March 2022 7:36 pm
Also by Clare:
Old Flame | The Humble Bumblebee | Don't! | Like A Passion Flower | I Am To Blame | Missing a Star | An Gorta Mor | Not the right time | Red Kite | I Am That Woman | That Man | Rhythm and Blues | Spring is Birthing | I'd like to be a Owl | The High Priestess | Polina - The Girl With Pink Hair |Selfish Last Words
Tonight I’d like to write about how lovely it is to hear birds chirping
Or even newfound hope making its way from the distance
However, no matter how hard I try
I’m afraid I’d fail a thousand times
There’s a small voice inside spitting toxic rhymes
I may lack an abundance of qualities
What I ought to be is far from who I am
I underachieve where the average effortlessly exceeds
...Tuesday 29th March 2022 4:11 pm
Also by Jordyn Elizabeth:
Broken. | Speak. | Hazel (1.) | A Friendly Reminder | The Rain Song. |A turning look
The more I see beyond
your reckoning words
and their sweet ache,
I realize you won
You always did
I gave,
You hid.
And this boyish want
has walked its way,
away from you
and despite my stay
and turning look
I was leaving by weighted
line and flying hook.
And this turning to your
wished for face
has piled the wanting
piled the weight
like stones not counted
but hurtful t...
Tuesday 29th March 2022 3:07 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:
Who decides? | Children running and screaming |Blue and Gold
Harrogate 21/3/22
It’s when I see the kites
a family are flying on the Stray
and notice how they glint in blue and gold
belatedly I catch on, how today
the bichrome of the flag of the Ukraine
has never been completely out of sight:
I’ve seen its vivid tones unrolled
not just where you’d expect:
flourished on the apex of a pole;
sellotaped to windows or on do...
Tuesday 29th March 2022 1:39 pm
Let Your Heart Sail
Silence is so peaceful and tranquil
like the air at the top of the hill;
you can have the complacency of life
if you cut the head of arguments with a knife;
emotion is there
where the heart is free and without fear;
if the mild petal is the heart of a flower,
controversy is a huge body except power;
be the clouds in the open air
and feel the gifted life in each hour,
be the flowers hea...
Tuesday 29th March 2022 4:03 am
GrEEn mAN
The green man is at my gate conjuring up like magic those that sleep in the earth in winters dark days.
The larks again have found their voice and soar up in the crisp dawn air , to find favour with a mate so fair
Frantic is the air and ground as hoof and claw alert with hearts beating , eyes wide and nostrils flared sense the forthcoming battles ahead , to ensure their line is k...
Sunday 27th March 2022 9:21 pm
Also by Edbreathe:
End game | Hope ? | Z s HELL - ter |FRED'S FORMULA
It was my dad’s invention; leastways he never told me he’d heard of it some place else.
Picture a load of lousy rotten kids around a cake.
How to cut it up so no-one complained they’d got a small piece?
Answer? Fred’s Formula.
Kid No.1 is about to cut the first slice.
“Aha” you say, “the greedy little git will cut himself a big one”.
He might.
But enter Fred’s Formula.
“...
Sunday 27th March 2022 9:16 pm
Also by John Coopey:
FROM SON TO KANE, FROM KANE TO SON | VOYAGE TO THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA | DES RES | 2 HAIKUS | NOTHING'S GONNA CHANGE OUR WORLD | WE-WON-THE-WAR-IN-1954 | SQUITTERS |Yes Mum
Cradled kindness
motherhood in abundance
Open mind
whatever the wrongdoing
Gentle touch
our hearts connect
Without you
life becomes non-essential
Recognizable voice
abrupt harsh tone
Stop snivelling
pull yourself together
Just because I
have moved upstairs
Does not mean
I have stopped - - -
Loving you son x x ...
Sunday 27th March 2022 5:19 pm
Also by Nigel Astell:
Needle in a Haystack |On Mother's Day
Peace and serenity surround me
As I feel her arms around me
Amid mist, her countenance is light
My eyes well up with delight
"You didn't betray me! I knew you'd never ..."
"I live in you; I am with yours forever."
"I want to smell you in real too.
O' Mom, but this vision will end soon.
Hold my hand tight, stay with me.
I seek refuge in your sheltering tree."
The light fades and air gets...
Sunday 27th March 2022 5:04 pm
What’s left of me?
What’s left of me?
When I die?
Or when I’ve
forgotten
what to do
with my time?
A form of death
of the heart
and other
appendages.
What’s left of me?
Not politically
but physically,
personally,
philosophically?
And what
are these
meandering
shadows
on the tiled floors
with their simple
patterns of leaves?
Who are these
...Sunday 27th March 2022 5:37 am
Closed Theatre: Burnage Garden Village Players, 1912-2020
It strode across a century, enduring wars,
The shifts of fashion and the scorns of time,
A post-war enclave of a simpler age; but
Not the gulf of Covid, short but absolute.
Once, summer evenings in this noon-cool hall
Filled hours with ice-cream, raffles and applause
As year-worn boards upheld performances
And eager actors tried their ways with words
And chill Oct...
Saturday 26th March 2022 11:45 am
Old Man
This far down the road, a cloud of dust
raised and stirred by writhing dragons
is his history, should he care to look back.
Today he will focus on frozen explosions
flowers, solely for the beauty.
Truly enthralled thus, the old man
is not yet so foolish to imagine
he grows to understand them, or himself
any better. A certainty is
the power of good taken to heart
wilderness kept ...
Saturday 26th March 2022 8:47 am
Also by Adam Whitworth:
What It's All About | Planet Queen | Thought Experiment | Thank You |A NO VOTE
Imagine when scientists find the center of the universe
And how does all this space and time fit
Watch for the surprise of the politicians when they realize
That they are not the center of it
Friday 25th March 2022 5:48 pm
Also by Joe Marcello:
SEEING IT THROUGH | INSIDE AND OUTSIDE | THE INNER LIMITS | THE REAL KNUCKLEBALL |Nature Poem
I adore our Sun for it brings me cheer.
It takes my angst and takes my fear.
It makes me happy and it sends me peace,
I then believe this feeling shall not cease.
I relish the great, green rolling hills,
And with so much joy - my heart it fills.
And I love the sky when it is blue -
I then rejoice at this delightful view
With wildlife one sees all around,
Such beauty it must to us asto...
Friday 25th March 2022 4:58 pm
Also by Stuart Vanner:
Ukraine |Is it me?
I used to believe that it was me.
That I was broken.
I used to believe that I was the reason you left; that I was too dark to be loved.
That I deserved to be left behind.
I used to believe it was me!
I looked in the mirror everyday and I cried praying to God that he fix me.
Thinking that there was something wrong.
Praying to God that he would make me worthy of your love.
I...
Friday 25th March 2022 4:26 pm
Deliverance
She said,
It's all for free:
The air
The trees
The drifting breeze
The luscious grass
The hidden pass
The moonlit sand
And sun drenched land
The cooling rain
To cleanse the pain
Of never seeing you again.
Thursday 24th March 2022 10:56 pm
Also by Stephen W Atkinson:
Starlight (re-post) | What is it I see? | Fantastic Women! |Not arrogant
Not arrogant
Thursday,10th Mar 2022
Not arrogant
but present
yourself as humble
and noble too
the achievement is the final goal
we can't call it temporary
one should strive hard to maintain
and retain with the passage of time
if you fail to digest
and not deliver the best
the world shall leave you behind
and land you in the miserable condition
...Thursday 24th March 2022 4:06 pm
Also by Jadia4708au:
Country & honor | Love & nature | Don't pass the buck | My words and | O C E A N | Unnecessary thiking | Where are we heading? | Be grateful | W O M A N | The light is within | Attraction-Love | Go to love | W O M A N | O,women | Gender & Parity | Soldiers sing | We are peace lovers | Without Any Reason(WAR) | Mad chase | End your quest | (untitled) | No curse | Love & Heart | Not infatuation |The Ferryman
Will you be the ferryman?
Will you take the helm?
Will you steer the cautious?
To an unknown land
When the sea grows wild
When a harsh wind roars
When the boat is rocking
Will you take the oars?
When a fragile cargo
Fearful of their journey
Grows both tired and weary
Will you give them cheer?
On that final journey
When alone I stand
Will you...
Thursday 24th March 2022 11:53 am
Also by Brenda Wells:
Stay With Me | The Western World Watches |Gus
I
Goodbye
The way the lightning taunts me
makes me cower in my home
folded paper walls surround
as the rain falls on and on
Here I'm warm
with comforts near
More than enough
so safe and dear
Still, I can't evade the storm
as it pours
it pelts
it blows
into my pillow
quiet grief
spirals from within my soul
II
Tuesday E...
Thursday 24th March 2022 2:10 am
Also by Kelly Chang:
Karori morning (draft) | Chamomile | Tangelo (10 Jan 2022) | Goodbye, again (19 September, 2021) | 'Molten hour' (September 2, 2021) | HASTY BEETLE! (draft, 2020) | Golden hour rain (draft, 2020) | That time we saw the moon (2020) | I fell in love with the sky and tried to make sense of it (draft, 2019) | Waiting for Santa Claus (2019) | PLACE + ANIMAL + ACTION (2019) | The Colours of Hungary (2019) | The day awaits (2019) | The window in the store room (16/6/19) | A long walk with you (16/6/19) |Being a parent
Jump in puddles and make a mess
This life is to be lived at its best
Play in the sunshine and dance in the rain
Share in the joy and guide them through pain
We teach them to listen, we teach them to talk
We carry and hold them and teach them to walk
For all the manners we teach them use
We must remember to use them too
We must stop and listen and see through their eyes
...Wednesday 23rd March 2022 11:13 pm
Also by Dean Murray:
Forever and always | Small moments |Shadows
They are sometimes my friend sometimes my foe sometimes they are just living next door
Though these shadows do come handy at times When we need them they do just fine At times they are a heavy burden At time...Wednesday 23rd March 2022 9:01 pm
Also by Sleepy Rabbit:
Every Night |Lost
I am lost
Lost in the fact that I no longer know what the future holds
Lost in my ability to be good partner
Lost in my ability to perform at work
Lost in my thoughts
I have crashed my ship into rocks
Stranded on this figment of reality we call life
Drawn between comfort and risk
Will I ever find a way to mend this sickness
Wednesday 23rd March 2022 8:22 pm
Since you’ve been gone
Since you’ve been gone
I’ve not written a single line
How could I pick up a pen?
What would I express?
Since you’ve been gone
It’s been very strange
But also quite familiar
Returning to our memories
Since you’ve been gone
What has been the point?
The point seems to be
That I need to carry on
Since you’ve been gone
I need to carry on
Wednesday 23rd March 2022 1:53 pm
Memorial Park
A bronze, winged man holding an olive branch
emerges from his fountain and war-torn stance
Deco fence reflects St. Johns River ripples
Cotton tops reveal taut nipples
Weary jogger sucks the air
Bluejay announces his high-n-mighty affair
Golden Pup sniffs the grass for savory gems
His human on her phone fights for amends
River sparkles do a dance m...
Wednesday 23rd March 2022 1:33 am
Be what you are
https://youtu.be/uJLSaE-RNJU
O Dear, be what you are
For this is what you should be
There isn't any perfect recipe
Be what you are meant to be
O dear let people think what they need to
Your life is yours to live through
Be happy with your skin and colour
For no one will ever know what's best for others
O dear find a lesson and a Moral in everything...
Wednesday 23rd March 2022 1:02 am
Also by Ghazala lari:
Veiled forever | Thank you | Craziness overdose 😉 |Tanka: The Worrier
Looming housework: dust, dirt, grime
Attack my eyes each
Day I peer here, there.
Get broom, mop, soap, dust rag more
Worry is tiring. Postpone.
Tuesday 22nd March 2022 9:31 pm
Also by K. Lynn:
A First Poem |encounter with an old friend
Where have you been?
Around and about.
Where did you go?
Here and there.
What did you?
This and that.
Did you have a good time?
Yes and no.
Are you glad to be back?
Maybe, I’m not sure.
Will you be leaving again?
Probably.
Soon?
Perhaps.
Do you have time for lunch?
Ok.
Ok.
Tuesday 22nd March 2022 9:14 pm
Also by Lisa C Bassignani:
Waiting On The Storm |The bird of promise
I have felt insincerity breath out of every pore and
The wind blows in on cue
As seagulls wing and float askew
Bending the air to suit their mood
The perfect patterns of history burst in upon the day
With all the predictability of unseen coves of hidden gestures
And secret codes waiting on the tip of a tongue
Never really explored until it’s too late
And I begin to wonder...
Tuesday 22nd March 2022 9:49 am
After Eleusis
The morrow after genesis,
marrow infused with
mysticism imbibed at Eleusis,
Demeter's blessing granting
a novel softness of tread,
antidote to dread, yet
sharpness of spirit
that might look upon
every sunrise as analgesic,
and will no longer delimit
in accordance with cowardice,
nor the convention of artifice,
but will allow the sheer
cheer of being to...
Tuesday 22nd March 2022 12:38 am
Also by Holden Moncrieff:
History | Marked Deck | Faded | Guessing Game | Stricken Hour |I'd rather it be a hundred times worse than have Russia win than have Russia win
What was in the deal that Zelinsky turned down?
What was even worse than they bomb his home town?
What was in the deal What was on the table?
When they killed the deal they killed a new world fable
I read in the news how all the chaos ensues
Fire fired madness lit by his refuse
Would people on the streets of Kyiv really be in pain
To bare some Russian oversight yet keep a...
Monday 21st March 2022 10:09 pm
Also by Jed:
(untitled) | Call (or pile) Of Duty...Peekaboo |
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