In the Midst of Dying
This here, the idle death march;
One arm holding onto us,
The other dangling off the side of the earth.
In this waiting room where we watch over you.
Observing the strange state of consciousness you're residing in
Your soul loosening grip between each breath,
And every rattle that brings you closer to death.
I try to talk to you but the words aren't coming through,
On this ...
Monday 20th March 2023 3:13 am
Also by Katherine Lockridge:(untitled) |
I did as well as I could.
Most of the time
I felt I might have done better.
But this well-known feeling,
my constant companion,
has always kept me
on the welcoming edge
of trying to grow
in an inward way.
Maybe with more practice I'll get there.
The journey, as they say,
is the important part.
So, like many I call family,
I'll continue to...
Sunday 19th March 2023 3:19 pm
Also by Mike McPeek:Personal Notes on Angels | Window Seat | Rain Song | Drift-Away Gifts | Local Weather |
(music: "One side of me" - Sebastian Zawadzki)
Do you get sold on others
trying to pitch liberation
in a moment of ecstasy
when knowing not
what choice is
do you get sold on yourself
trying to pitch serfhood
in a moment of ecstasy
forgotten too soon
when remembering is
what loss can not express
Sunday 19th March 2023 2:16 pm
Also by osne:Rictus | Missed call | Walking dead | Expected | Betrayal | One for another | The choice | Sonnet to absence | Lossless | Mishoped | Untitled 5 | Untitled 4 | The one | The classic | Galatea | The vow | The name |
A Walk & A Prayer
Keep it light,
keep it bright,
the end in sight
Your love wraps me
nothing but beauty abounds
in the land of our ascending dreams.
Come, take a walk with me.
Loving, Praying, Seeing
Can I love you back
I tap my heart
& sing you a silent melody.
Can I pray you back to yourself?
You are ...
Sunday 19th March 2023 12:06 pm
Also by Hélène:Prayers for Healing of the Mind | Every | Altar of Our Suffering | Today, Welcome | Today, Welcome | Learning & Communicating (2 parts) | Faith | Community | Slowly | Freedom | Float | Perhaps | 3 Course Meal | Prayer for Healing | Inexplicably |
Happy Mother's Day - #Let Women Speak
Out loud we write: “Let women speak!”
Out loud we say: “Enough’s enough,
Our mental health’s future is ever so bleak,
It isn’t the cough that’ll carry us off,
And it’s not being fat, ‘cos woke's banned that,
It’s the bloody claptrap in those re-written Puffins,
The truth we must speak: that bloke’s a bloke,
The Emperor’s in the bollocky buff,
He’s bollocky buff, w...
Sunday 19th March 2023 12:05 pm
Also by Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh:Scríobh Amach Os Ard É!-Write It Out Loud! | Illegal Refugees Bill = The Bill that IS Illegal | Þunresdæg |
MY MOTHER - a re-post for Mothering Sunday.
It's a while now since she passed away,
And Time has hurried on,
But still I hear her softly say
"You'll miss me when I'm gone".
With each and every passing year
I sadly think upon
Those quiet words I still hear:
"You'll miss me when I'm gone".
Sunday 19th March 2023 10:31 am
Also by M.C. Newberry:NIGHT THOUGHTS |
My best friend
Butterflies in the sky, roses in the yard, this day the birds fly high, cause you turn another turn to the sun, let’s get some cake and merlot just in case.
You gave me the world and more to see a smile on my face, you don’t put a price, you are satisfied with a hug and an "I love you", the pure act of love, what can I do for you? Just be who you are, and make me proud, you said.
Sunday 19th March 2023 9:53 am
Also by Dilsonn A. Mejía:What I want (something to dream about) | In a dark room | To the golden boy |
Mother's Day 19/3/23
If you look down and see me cry.
Please Mum, don't worry why.
Today is special, it belongs to you.
'Staying strong'...it just won't do.
I will leave you flowers on your plot.
With all the strength that I have got.
And my tears will fall as I walk away.
A strong person...I cannot be today.
Sunday 19th March 2023 9:20 am
Also by Mike Bartram:Through Raindrops | My Secret |
Mood Of A Season
Why leap out of bed at midnight
to save a line from dissolving before dawn
when the heartland of poetry is oblivion?
Millions of invisible poets
are leaping out of warm beds,
they pass like a cloud's shadow.
Leaping for the distilled mood of a season
not this occasion or that
not expecting to stop a tank.
But how many must be the ways:
unbottling the moonshine
laid down by a po...
Sunday 19th March 2023 8:59 am
Also by Adam Whitworth:Between The Ages A Thoroughfare | Aflipbook |
Lost track (1)
We've lost track
For the record stores are closed
Overdosed on porn
Let's define this SHIT
It's 2000 and 21
And somewhere between age & ages
I think I lost our favorite track
And here's the big deal:
My thrills become cheaper and cheaper
BUT YOU WILL NEVER COME BACK
Sunday 19th March 2023 7:32 am
Also by Kevin Tan:More Chores for Sores 😩 | Bad Boys | I just want you to be happy (1) | Not under this sun | New Europe (OKAY) | Open Doors (international organization against christian persecution) | Unpoetics(1) | Jack(')s | spring break springs |
Jan folded the letter
running a finger
along its crease.
She looked up-
somebody was explaining
at the new argument
written on the white board
then returned to the letter
pressing and creasing
His orientation with her
they were now misplaced.
Sunday 19th March 2023 6:01 am
Also by Tommy Carroll:Wittgenstein | Amber's Breath | Ember |
Bonfire In A World So Cold
I’ve learnt that it comes and goes in waves.
But what's important is to survive the tide,
Stay on deck and keep on sailing until the end.
It starts and ends with us, or either of us,
But it’s the innumerable memories
And unfulfilled dreams that feel betrayed.
Life goes on, and people move on quick.
But honestly, it’s the warm-hearted who stays,
Like a bonfire ...
Sunday 19th March 2023 5:51 am
Also by Manish Singh:The Interloper | Lost In The Wake | From New York, With Love. | Dear Vincent | An Outsider's Story |
Follow the signs to the trail, I'll be right there because I know no one showed you the way last time, as we take heavy steps in our merrel boots I am elated for our journey to commence, the air filled with tree bark aroma, and the wind tickles the Devine grass, I am grateful to be in nature, naturally I spend time around 4 walls, climbing this tall mountain I'm in search of resolution, it's time ...
Sunday 19th March 2023 3:20 am
The dream-woven scape
you to make
an elegant escape,
the uncompromising chaos
of the quotidian,
a new meridian,
into a game of dice,
dance to the resonance
of a renaissance
that will suffer
with the redolence
of a temporal stratum...
Sunday 19th March 2023 1:09 am
Also by Holden Moncrieff:Pantheon | Tick-tock... |
The Psychotic Lover
Oh if only you loved me the way I loved you
If only you had read those paragraphs I sent you when you didn't text me back
If only you knew whos blood was on my hands to ensure you stayed safe
I did it for you
All for you
What does it matter if a few people had to die in order for me to keep you?
Id burn this world and everyone in it to make sure you were mine
I need you
Sunday 19th March 2023 12:07 am
A Canopy of Darkness
A Canopy of Darkness
A canopy of darkness descends over all
an uneasy peace replaces the light of day.
We can barely see, only vague images are grasped
another feeling arrives clothed in concealment.
Other forces are at play as souls begin to fear
we stumble and touch to find our way.
Another darkness more foreboding is present
it instills disquiet and our souls trembl...
Saturday 18th March 2023 11:46 pm
Also by keith jeffries:The Presence | Framed | The Perennial Jackboot | Not all are the same | The Last Journey | Through the Gate | Behold |
Weekly WalkaboutsVerse, E.G., Poem 215 of 230: MOODS MORE NICE
Poem 215 of 230: MOODS MORE NICE
Tends to cause
Tends to cause
Moods more nice.
(C) David Franks 2003 - https://walkaboutsverse.blogspot.com
Saturday 18th March 2023 4:45 pm
as spirit shadows of the past wait children of the sunlight remember - - -but there was this one time.
Forgot the card
Forgot to visit
Forgot to say
just how much
I love you Mum.
Facing Mother's wrath
Spirit wind blows
Icy cold blast
shivering fever strikes
giving me intolerable flu.
Coughing and spluttering
Mum's ghostly voice
whispers in delight...
Saturday 18th March 2023 1:10 pm
Sun Shines All Around You. (The nurture of nature)
A trickle of sweat, runs down your face, and won't allow your emotions to embrace, you are left bereft, while the sun shines all around you.
Voices of fear, blacken your days, keeping you in those rat-infested alleys of your ways, as your habits usurper the days.
Yourself taught mechanisms, fixate the hate, hurts your mind, and the culture kills off any hope, that I will ever find you.
Saturday 18th March 2023 11:16 am
Song of the Ofsted Inspectors
No point in crying, you know why we’re here.
Saw the league tables, smelled blood, descended.
You’re on our list; we can wreck your career.
Don’t try to fool us; we’ve been heads, too.
Educating the underclass? A thankless task.
We got out in time, saw which way the wind blew.
Up all night, checking figures? No matter.
We make facts fit, the one thing we’re good at....
Saturday 18th March 2023 9:43 am
Also by Greg Freeman:Black gold | No, Minister! or Whatever happened to the BBC? |
We called them the seagulls
Graduate Entrants from HQ
Average age twenty two
Incorporated in the corporate loop
They would arrive in a flock
circle around for a while, then swoop
Having never worked at the sharp end
they were nevertheless fully qualified
to peck at everything
where they could find them
then fly off again
Friday 17th March 2023 11:03 pm
Also by Reggie's Ghost:We've Got The Builders In |
The Reunion Party
For me, Galton and Simpson were up there
With Pinter, Stoppard, and all the others.
‘The Reunion Party’ was their peak.
Nineteen sixty-five, when Tony Hancock
Struggled on through his final, fading depths.
Not seen for twenty years, his army mates,
Grown old, have changed, and not for the better.
Oh, disappointment, exasperation!
(‘Oh God, man. You’re not a squirrel; have a...
Friday 17th March 2023 9:33 pm
Also by Stephen Gospage:Circumstances | Dumb Animals | Bakhmut | Anonymity | Footprints |
End of Days
a mixed bag of clouds shape-shift
south-west across a busy sky,
a tumbling slow-motion hand-cranked
feature film backdrop, worn-out
threadbare with hotchpotch
skimpy patches of sailor blue,
they glide lazily over the cityscape,
bored day trippers on a mystery tour
impatient for afternoon tea,
it’s Friday 3pm, and five
skeletal giraffe ‘meccano’ cran...
Friday 17th March 2023 9:22 pm
first act was hastily written
lot of characters quickly forgotten
technical problems with lighting and sets
second added complications
it was not without distractions
it was dark but held my interest
in the third they made it all work
energy and music came together
unexpected themes and twists
tied up in patterns that made
the whole experience ...
Friday 17th March 2023 9:11 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:I’d | People you may know | Into the camera | Prove you're not a robot |
in the dance
we are one
not manacled, locked
in meditative mantra
submitting to a
how does my heartbeat replicate
this song? how do my limbs know
how to sing along?
fingers mimic intricate design
i am triangle, ribbonesque
wrapped within a miracle
of sun spots, ink blots, euphoric drops
Friday 17th March 2023 1:02 pm
Also by Laura Taylor:On Reflection | The Lie of the Ancient Mariner |
I wait, dear friend, in line to collect you
you my rejected painting in this year’s competition
Unselected entry, now out of the race,
But when it’s my turn in the queue to be reacquainted with you,
I am caught between a rock and a very hard place
At the front of the queue is you waiting there
Wrapped up in paper and protective layer
Friday 17th March 2023 12:29 pm
Also by Lee Campbell:Dear Rufus | Michael in the Mountains (with poetry film) |
The victim and the villain
I used to be the victim.
The result of an unfair life
A chip on my shoulder that explained why I never went any further.
I used to self validate my hardships
Because no one else could possibly understand.
A strangers disinterest pulled me further into my reclusiveness.
I used to know that no one would ever know me.
That with all these friends of mine no one had ever met ...
Friday 17th March 2023 11:13 am
Also by Chelsea Crossman:Goggles of the deep |
………….Misery loves company
It was all a blur
One day true love ❤️ erased You
Friday 17th March 2023 7:23 am
The Celtic sea /
Hither and come in my silver boat earrings and wild hair
Reading Tristan and iseult in the border worlds
The painted little gypsy wagon by these periwinkle seas
Our long journey back to where we came from
The woodcuts are framed of sirens and alknost
I too am replete with birdsong that will make you forget yourself
Time too will be a map from where we are standing to a dreamed o...
Friday 17th March 2023 1:49 am
Also by Mirabel:Bohemian bride | Venezia |
It is not the cruelty of children that angers me
But that my hesitation to commit the word to air
And, aye, maybe, to the ear, the heart, was treated as an affliction
By those with the polished shoes and starched aprons;
Sometimes I was not even there when they mocked me but I knew
What they did and ‘never-a-bother-it-was-to-me’.
But it was. I was brought up to be brave but inside I was brui...
Thursday 16th March 2023 10:35 pm
Also by John E Marks:Genocide | Northern Morning | Widows & Orphans | Generation 27 | Parvenu | Vanishing point | Shadows of a broken vessel | Walking solo | Subliminal | BLANK SLATE | Mater Mea | Adamantine Blue |
Thursday 16th March 2023 8:56 pm
Also by Black:Short movie. | no name or number. | Inwardly |
Firewalker faith must be required
to hop this white-hot sand
and now all zones are tinged with fear
of sunburn or combustion.
We stretch naked in the dunes
until guards arrive on decency patrol,
ice-cream sellers melt away,
persistent surfers finally desist.
The sea's an aquarium of coke cans
anyway, and plastic in the throats of birds.
Thursday 16th March 2023 1:40 pm
The spread of kindness
Kindness touches hearts in a special way,
Like a warm fire on a cold day.
A powerful quality that comes from the heart,
Creating a communal feeling when we all take part.
Being kind strengthens one's satisfaction in life,
Spreads an ointment of calm on turmoil and strife.
Being friendly and considerate,means much more,
A kind word,a smile or even opening a door,
Thursday 16th March 2023 5:00 am
Also by hugh:Avoid an unhealthy hell and look after your body well. | A depressed teenager's hope for the future was lifted | Our world is in turmoil !! | Hip hip hooray for women's international day !! |
I’ve been reading Michael Simpkins’s “Fatty Batter”, charting his love affair with cricket from an early age. In it he makes the point that sport seems to bring out primeval instincts in otherwise placid men. The shyest and most mildly mannered of men (and I do here mean “men”) can transmogrify into Mr Hyde by playing and spectating sport.
Take Gunny for example (not his real name but close e...
Wednesday 15th March 2023 11:33 pm
Also by John Coopey:MATCH OF THE DAY - CANCELLED | THE FANNY PIT | INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY | INTERNATIONAL BUGGER-ALL DAY | "NOT A FUCKING CLUE" | WETHERSPOONS |
Reminiscing about The Beano
Regretting its demise
I mentioned Dennis the Menace and Walter the Softie.
My mate said he liked his dog G'nasher.
I said "what do you mean G'nasher...it's Gnasher
The G is silent as in gnat"
But he insisted it was G'nasher.
We argued about it but couldn't agree
So I asked a passing boy the name of Dennis the Menace's dog.
He said G'nash...
Wednesday 15th March 2023 4:09 pm
Also by Telboy:Let's Go Boldly |
He sits in the same chair
with his drab voice and dead eyes.
Cobwebs grow on him.
He’s there in the morning
when I bring him breakfast.
He’s there in the evening
when I bring him dinner.
A young man walked along a sea front
his hair had colour, his face taut
forearms smoothed brown by the su...
Wednesday 15th March 2023 2:45 pm
Also by Neil Fawcett:Lost Boy | Last Walk |
I once was so high I thought about what was in the sky
What was so funny about that 3 year experience was I didn't think about flying till I come down
My problem was unmeasurable pain mix with just the right about if delusion
I was just right for picking and I was sold on addiction. My choice where never good
To be fair this when you could buy pills over the counter
Oh god I st...
Wednesday 15th March 2023 2:07 pm
Also by Keith Byrne:I used to | I wish | A journey | Will you |
The frozen river you can’t see,
It flows through your eyes,
How delicate it may be you won’t feel it,
You shan’t see the feeling it becomes,
Those noises it squeals,
That may turn through strong desires,
You can’t touch in such approach,
From the lightest touch it feels,
The atmosphere it absorbs,
Surrounds the area with great pain ambience,
You see this for...
Wednesday 15th March 2023 8:12 am
Also by Sarah shahzad:Hidden Truth | Poems About Community | Short Poems About Life | Wild Birds in Captivity | Raven |
It has occured to me
Several times now
That I've never written
Of my dad
Somewhere between the moment
He saved me from the chaos
And the moment he stopped being my hero
I seemed to have lost access
To the prerequsites
I need to write about any individual
My dad is four things
A Dragon, A Wolf, A Eagle, A Elk
Speaks from experie...
Tuesday 14th March 2023 6:50 pm
Also by Jason Phillips:Consumed | Mi Amor |
The month of Ramadan is approaching
Our brain could do with a little coaching
Praying and fasting, pleasing the lord
Doing our best to obtain the maximum reward
Samosas and dates on one plate
The call to prayer is on the wait
Feeding the poor and giving to charity
Having a soul full of peace and purity!
Tuesday 14th March 2023 1:54 pm
I'm Me! Can't you see?
Do not forget who I was -
Who I am!
I awoke in the womb
Then moved to a pram!
I learned how to toddle
Then, as my parents found out
I learned how to talk…
I laughed in the sunshine
Made daisy chains too
Does anyone recognise
This person in you?
In teenage years
There came the drama
As my parents tried to...
Monday 13th March 2023 6:20 pm
Also by Stephen W Atkinson:Tears In The Rain |
Combustion & Creation (portrait of a paranoid artist, smoking)
midnight disease :: a journey with hypergraphia
life arrived with a birthmark
burnt by the touch of a daemon shaped flame
leading the artist down a lifelong maze
only guided by the scorching Promethean torch
along the anointed namesake road
which delves into & through shadows
to dwell in that ethereal realm
vaporous as floating smoke from the cigarette tip
blown in a cloud be...
Monday 13th March 2023 4:13 pm
Money, money, isn’t funny
in a poor man’s world.
When your boric acid and lint, ‘skint’
You’ve not got any to compare to the many
who have a lot, yea the have’s and have nots
It’s always been this way they say
So deal with it in any which way, but how
Learn to say “how now brown cow”
Start to posh up, sip from your cup
or glass, don’t slurp, that’s crass
Monday 13th March 2023 3:16 pm
Also by Rick Varden:Where do You Belong? | Needles and Pins | This Silent Landscape |
When Faith is bestowed upon one's soul
Life shall never be the same
With a name meaning Gift of God
Then one must live up to his name
We walked through holy grounds
We had a chat a healing chat
Young spiritual Brother
Troubled oh brother of mine
Gentle natured of course knowledge ahead of his time
Archangel first name and middle beloved
Longing to pro...
Monday 13th March 2023 12:22 am
Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:BLUE TICK HEART | HOLOGRAPHIC | ARMOUR OF GOD |
Exploring the Intersection of Dance and Literature: A Journey of Artistic Expression
Dance and literature are two art forms that have captivated the imaginations of artists, writers, and observers alike. From the ancient Greek tragedies to the romantic ballets of the 19th century, the interplay between these two forms of artistic expression has enriched our culture and inspired countless wo...
Sunday 12th March 2023 12:15 pm
me from afar
if i could love you in a good way
i would do so; the best i could
but the sun doesn’t even set at the same time for us
so i’ll continue to rot in this room
until my last summer here turns to fall
i would love you so dearly
but i love you from afar
and yet you still find a way to overwhelm my mind
i apologize for the way i treat you
i warn you for the things i...
Sunday 12th March 2023 10:12 am
Also by lon:to whom it may pain | winter as a person |
We have put on the costumes of old people
adapted so well to them
squirmed and squeezed into shapes
become disproportionate with waists bulging
worst of all the tight masks that say grin and bear it
and the misery so great we need to share it.
The young in their fresh skin
do not get a look in, nor would they wish to
except in rare moments of cur...
Saturday 11th March 2023 9:06 pm
The sea not still
The sea has not been still
and the fishermen
the nets they cast,
the seaweed entangled
like sequins sown badly
onto the fish nets
for a final haul where
backs bent and burnt
from an unforgiving sun
will pull frantically to
catch, if only briefly,
the songs of the silent sea
M Martinez 2022
Saturday 11th March 2023 5:53 pm
These Jeans Do Well
These Jeans Do Well
My grandmother's expression
Shown through her hands
My father's habit
Of fitting in too many plans
My sister’s sass
My brother’s mystery
Scars and strength
From a refugee history
My mother's eyes
And ability to connect
My cousins' approach
To love and live without regret
Our pagan leaves
And celtic vines...
Saturday 11th March 2023 7:46 am
Beauty in Ugliness
But hard to confide in bad ones,
(Beauty tells us the jovial story
But often it throws the dark rays
Into our smiling face.)
We know if the flowers
Bloom, they must give sweet fragrance
To the air, but we often forget
Some are odorless. Some flowers which
Bloom beyond our vision are full
Of sweet nectar but we don't care of them....
Saturday 11th March 2023 6:43 am
Also by Ujjal Mandal:Life, the Thrill of Infatuation | The Song of Beauty | Mother, My Muse! | Religion of Water | What a Mother Really Is! |
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