Acceptance of a drab day
The heavens unload their liquid cargo's
as the suns desertion begins
and the wind cries of whatever wildness it wants to be
I am standing in the kind of light
that I have no love for while trying
to keep its effects within civilised limits
in this natural kingdom of indecisive aftermaths
from which the feeling of uncertainty takes its camouflage
I rely on inner c...
Wednesday 31st May 2023 8:15 pm
Also by Bethany Sallis:With my peaceful weapon | Ace of the spade |
Georgia, when submitting digital driver's license pictures
Please wear clothes when due
The word mirror should be the only time
We use phrase, rear view
Wednesday 31st May 2023 7:00 pm
Also by Short Attention Span Poetry:HARD TO KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT | SIT STAY REST | OVER THE HUMP | ATE FEET AWAY |
A DAY IN THE MIND (5 scenes seen on a day trip)
the singer on the train track record
is number one in my book
while i am zero
i am the sheep
with a bruised blossom
busking knee deep
on highway sixty-one.
i am the pensioner
wearing musky deodorant spray
playing crossword puzzles
on blue foldout pages
of recycle bin salvaged papers.
i am the waterlily
cut with culinary s...
Wednesday 31st May 2023 6:03 pm
Also by Rob Cohen:Dreams of Kyanite Crystal Eyes | a somewhat sensual vision on Margate Street : Sunday, 11th | propaganda is a hoax // to sell you insurance | ((Dante themed, Dylan styled)) Protest Song |
as I wonder
what became of you
I ask the question
time’s knife carving out
a stingy portion of my heart
leaving me with
a bit of meat and fat
years wiped off the blade
I still recognize my reflection
it sounds better
Wednesday 31st May 2023 2:16 pm
Also by Robert C Gaulke:Innocent | Stick Around | Frames | Hey Youth!!! | Plot Reversals | A lot of people |
The Heege Manuscript which ‘pokes fun at everyone, high and low’ is among the earliest evidence of the life and work of a real minstrel
Fellow WOLers, you must never be boring,
For the high and the mighty need lowering,
Now you stand on the shoulders
Wednesday 31st May 2023 11:03 am
Also by Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh:Walking Back To Happiness on Friday 26th May 2023 (KISS and TOFFEE) | Millionaires...Don't Give a Fuck About You | Walking Back to Happiness | Un Succès Titanesque! | United Futilities | The Elephant in the Room or Miss Tavistock’s Creative Biology Class | SPAM! | Sausage Fingers | Haiku. Mis-Match of the Day-Score | Citizen Not Subject | Dethronement Haiku | Lover of South African Apartheid | Thanksgiving for Sunday 23rd April 2023 |
"The Yellow Castle by the Waterfront"
Wednesday 31st May 2023 10:58 am
Also by Michael Morales:“Too much to bare” |
In bed's reframe,
In God's veins.
In blessing arms,
The child falters,
Yet surreal besides God's alters.
And for me,
And for desecrated decree.
I hold onto hands of small children,
I am the hand of small children,
Not the inside out flesh toddler dead agony to me.
Wednesday 31st May 2023 10:44 am
Also by Alita Moore:transient blue | Relived Dying | Faggot |
Why to this court this case you did bring ?
My friend was taken to court by her neigbhour next door,
The neigbhour complained her dog's constant barking he did abhor.
My friend's dog's constant barking she adamently did deny,
The judge asked the neighbour a question,he did not reply.
The neigbhour stood up,"Is it me your speaking to,I can't hear a thing ?"
The case was dismissed.Why to this court this case you did bring...
Wednesday 31st May 2023 9:45 am
Also by hugh:"I wear my hijab as an act of purity and modesty." | The formation of a family | What’s coming next ? | A big thankyou to our Creator |
My life on track
My early life relied so much on trains,
to catch just one to write about’s a problem!
Too many have been subject to delays
or cancelled altogether, to applaud them:
the “bogs” I took to school were crammed and smelly;
my backpacker travels, the aura no more fresh;
a record seven hour wait once, in New Delhi;
I almost got killed on the Tangier-Marrakesh…
Wednesday 31st May 2023 8:53 am
Also by Tim Ellis:Falling short | The River Fleet | The lure | Peregrination | A change of frame | The minstrel of the meadow | To Robbie x | The shock of silence | Anastasia rises | Green sheets | Gestures | No exit | Today | Late | Under cover of the night |
RHAPSODY IN BLUE
Blue as forget-me-not blue
Blue as an Alaskan blueberry
Blue as an English May morn
April egg shell blue.
Endurance is a flower
A bulb in winter’s depth
A rare-repeated wonder:
A sin we must forget.
In this world-of-make-believe:
Cancer, the death of children,
Are fallen autumn leaves.
I see this road before me
A road I walk in vain
A road throu...
Tuesday 30th May 2023 11:43 pm
Also by John E Marks:My body is a pebble | FOSSIL | No Whiskey in Heaven | MAGIK | Infant mortality | Morning glory | Signs and Signals | After reading the poetry of Rabindranath Tagore | Lunatics, Sleepwalkers, and Vivid Vampire Dreams | Angelus Bell | The may flower | A blackbird sings on Blue bird hill | Lost in translation | Calculus | September rain | Tumble in the wind | May day |
My current mood. 🙄
Somewhere in my mind
There is a place where life is kind
It is my favourite place to be
For I think it’s where I feel most free
In my minds eye, birds fly
The sky is blue
And the people few
In the mountain dew
Lakes and waterfalls
Erase any thoughts of gloom
Daisies tickle at my toes
Scent of mimosa
Assaults my nose
Tuesday 30th May 2023 9:35 pm
Also by Clare:My Sweetest Inner Child. - repost with audio | Road to Nowhere? | He Rolls. | Not Worthy of a Title. | Freedom. | Never Enough. | Friendship by The River. | Thank you! | Kindness. | Twenty Four Hours Can Change a Life | Kind gestures and suspicious looks. (The First Morning) | Tenter Hooks Once More. (The First Night) | Tenter hooks and Pitiful Looks. (The Refuge) | Crown | Preparing to Leave. | The Three Faces of Me. | As The Bell Tolls. |
The hardest part is turning life’s pages
Gazing at an empty canvas of uncertainty
Failing to form words of solace and structure
We always know where to end
But how do we know where to begin
Tuesday 30th May 2023 9:12 pm
Also by Cody Roach:Rain | Where did we go wrong? | Leech | Dancing with the devil | Heartbreak |
(Image is l-r me aged 6, Dad, a local window cleaner in Dubrovnik in former Yugoslavia, 1985)
Glass you see is in my family tree
Though in the print by trade, how the bills got paid, my Dad went window cleaning
That’s how I remember him with bucket and scrim
Dad kept those windows gleaming
Throughout the land with bucket in hand, my Dad was fit as a fiddle
Up high he would ...
Tuesday 30th May 2023 4:41 pm
Also by Lee Campbell:Disgusted of Tunbridge Wells |
Returning home on the Flying Scotsman 1983
Wrapped securely within your liveried green
Refined golden-arched nameplate highlights your pedigree,
London North Eastern returning home
Non-stop, Kings Cross to Diesel City
Clackety Click, Clackety Click, Clackety Click
Passing by Highbury, the Arsenal
through the long Potters Bar tunnel
Where pressure causes your ears to pop
Travelling quicker northward, abandoning the ‘...
Tuesday 30th May 2023 4:17 pm
Also by JD Russell:Bliss | Wendy K | Accept me as I am | The Green Man and Jenny Greenteeth Get Married | The Unexpected Ballad of Laura and Ben | YOU MUST READ THIS | Through the Abbey’s great doors | Last breath | Eleven thousand fourth century British Virgins |
Cycling Through the Cyclonic Impact
Clouds gathering up in the sky,
Collected water rumbling up high
Begins to drop slow and sturdy-straight.
Legs on the peddles, riding through the puddles,
He ought to get back home before the hurdles.
His siblings scribbling in his notes and art book,
Mother waiting for the meat curry to cook.
The horrendous winds and torrential rains
Blocking his rear view and t...
Tuesday 30th May 2023 3:46 pm
Also by Manish Singh Rajput:Red | Hope | Enlarged Enclave of Slavery | From Ghostly to Glory | Tornadic Touch of Love | All by Herself | Till Saturn | Deceived and Achieved. | Ever Vigilant, Forever Beautiful. | Off the Wrong Terminal | Sign of the Times | Not Sparing Any Log | Undercover Memories Dwelling Underwater. | Flowers' Complaints to the Florist. | In a Parallel World. | A Wander-full Quest with Beautiful Blurs. | An Anomaly From an Old Lady | Sunset, Sundowner and You. |
The Tree of Life (3): The Love-Bomber
I'll strafe you with love till you're holy whole
Drinking shots for the guns you're not
These arms will be so disarming...
The sirens won't be alarming
Nothing will be harming
Tuesday 30th May 2023 1:30 pm
Also by Kevin Tan:The Tree of Life (2): The City of Limitless Loves (1) | The Tree of Life (1): Beyond Vision | Post-Pandemic Puberty Parent Pains | The Hyve Mind | A Poem A Day Keeps The Doctor Away | P!NK TRUSTFALLERS | From P to Pornography | La famille de Gouyon Matignon de Pontouraud | Breaking God (2) Baby Brainwash Boogie | Train Traveling (1) | When The Levee Breaks (HOLY MOLY) | Breaking God (1) | Parental Controls | Engeland (Land of Angels) | Positive & Optimistic (Mindset Masters) | not in the least | Nature Nurture | De Hoorn van Holland (The Horn of Holland) | Charlotte (Quand elle était un rêve) | TED-event @ the Van Gogh Museum (Amsterdam, 2012) | Victimhood (3): Whispers of the White Witches | Victimhood (2) Grudgelessness | Victimhood (1) Transformation | verwarrende wereld (not quite yet) | Fine Online | unpornify yourselves |
The Escape Committee
At the inaugural meeting
Of my mother’s Care Home
One-Day Escape Committee,
Just two stragglers gathered,
At a sun-drenched table
Outside the Old Lodge,
With a coffee and a chocolate cake,
Pure brown nectar and some sugary stodge!
We’d escaped the Community Lounge malaise!
Item One: Inordinate praise.
“Mum, you’re amazing! I’m so proud of you!”
This wasn’t e...
Tuesday 30th May 2023 12:15 pm
Also by John Botterill:Healing | Sky | The Bottom Line | First Love | The Garden | Consumer Rights | Hickleton Main | Mr Plague | The Dance of Life | Early Morning Quietude | A Chance Meeting |
As kids, enjoying usual larks,
We fell on floors and grazed our knees,
And came a cropper climbing trees.
Slingshots and conkers tied to strings
Were weapons made from our own hands;
We fought in playgrounds and on swings.
Now we are adult and fight wars,
But our manoeuvres stay the same.
There are high stakes in our new game,
It’s true, and more expensive toys,...
Tuesday 30th May 2023 8:42 am
Also by Stephen Gospage:AI | Whoops! | Days of Sorrow | War Graves | Retreat | Purfleet | Monarchs |
The worst kind of thief is this.
Crept up and stole our last kiss.
Footsteps it took, silent and sly.
Stole from me our last goodbye.
Alarm bells, they did not ring.
If they did, I didn't hear a thing.
It ran off, with most of my mind.
The cruellest thief you'll ever find.
Broke into my heart, stole the lot.
Flashes of the past, is all I've got.
In those flashes, I see many a fa...
Tuesday 30th May 2023 8:30 am
Also by Mike Bartram:'This Is Your Home' | The Glade of Light | The Carnival | A Different World | The Party Is Over | Let Us Be One | Distant Tears (Liverpool Loves Ukraine) | Sea and Dune |
Painting with Words
The color blue,
to feel the sky.
The color green,
the beauty all around.
The color red,
things are getting better.
The color black,
I got your back,
no worries at all.
The color white,
there is light
at the end of the tunnel.
The color yellow,
keeping it mellow,
letting it all go.
Tuesday 30th May 2023 6:12 am
Also by Hélène:Bird Song | A Bucket of Love | Heart | Mind | An Interlude with a Book | It's Okay | Wrapped in Golden Ribbon | Infinitely | A Hardy Conversation | Changing Directions | Mind and Body Sleep Mode | A Soul's Journey | A Book at Dawn |
i'll make my problem everyone's problem
return the tally hos and swap them out for ventis
just to reap the extra 40c from the cashier
she doesn't hide her annoyance and i don't back down
i don't feel bad
the man outside asks for some money and i give him what's in my pockets and smoke with him
what goes around comes around
Tuesday 30th May 2023 5:35 am
Also by Al:expiry date | (untitled) | u & i |
Going back in time
An adventure made
Holding the broken pieces
Putting them back together
Only to realise
Time is reversible
An endeavor of holy mind
Pick up all the lost pieces
Getting the clues right
It's possible to go backwards
And put back brokenness
To make it wholesome
There were times in the past
Where our younger self wasn't pr...
Tuesday 30th May 2023 3:37 am
Also by Moonlight:Reflections 2 |
The idea I heard loud and clear
coming through the quasi-sentient air.
The idea was not my idea.
Still, I liked the idea.
It was all about Freedom and Fairness.
It was to explore my own
capacity for genius and genesis
more than someone else’s for once.
It was about dismantling power,
If I ...
Monday 29th May 2023 7:24 pm
Also by JOHN F B TUCKER:NOTES FROM THE FOOT OF THE FELL | AWAY WITH THE FAIRY LIQUID | SMART-TALK ON HEARTBOOK | THE DEATH OF ROCK N ROLL | DEFACED BANK NOTES | THAT BLACK NATURAL E |
The pretty, little flower girl
There was a pretty, little flower girl
Many moons ago
She always found the brightest blooms
And sold them down The Row
The Row was full of scurrilous knaves
Who thought her smile so priceless
One day they took that smile away
And left her cold & lifeless
No man nor beast was ever caught
And flowers bloomed no-more
The Row fell grey with dank decay
Monday 29th May 2023 7:10 pm
Also by Stephen W Atkinson:These Boys | Precious Stone |
Carpe diem - seize the day!
For when today has slipped away
And time has taken its wilful pleasure,
Today will be tomorrow's treasure.
Monday 29th May 2023 6:47 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:FOR MY SISTER EVE: 5/7/1933-27/5/2023 | REMEMBRANCE OF TIMES PAST | LIKE TO HATE | WOE IS ME! | SOCIALISM | SNOWFLAKE | ENRICH THE EXISTENCE | MANIPULATION | BLOODY WOMEN |
There are no Frontiers
There are no Frontiers
For the poet, the writer, artist and composer,
there are no frontiers, no limits of expression or will.
As the natural world in its beauty is a gift,
so the artist, writer and composer are free.
Their gift is inspiration which dwells in their soul,
an inner vision or voice which yearns for release.
The brush stroke, the pen and the musician,
Monday 29th May 2023 5:34 pm
Also by keith jeffries:Taras Shevchenko | The City of Shadows | Birds of a Feather | La Ermita | Black to Britain | The Subversive Artist | Autocrats | A New King | A Book and its Cover |
See him, this Robinson Crusoesque character
less his Man Friday
collecting piece after washed up piece
of this, that's, whatever's
and sending up flurry after flurry
of curious raucously screeching gulls in his wake
during his stop, pick up and moving on process
each piece then being loaded onto
his awkwardly balanced, odd wheeled contra...
Monday 29th May 2023 4:19 pm
Also by Grace Meadows:The sadness gatherer | Life's most ecstatic phase | Phew! | Finale | Ruined house, neglected garden midsummer | Summing up | Rule of the blade | Knife edge | Lid lifting | In the cold light of now | Restore to factory settings | A few pages from the book of animality | Blood flower | On an Autumnal mellowed evening | Mother Nature taking care of her own | Returning to singularity |
I used to utter your name delicately
like it was poetry.
Just as how perfume lingers on a person,
The sweet smell of cherry blossoms
accompanied your name
whenever it walked out my mouth.
But now all it leaves,
Is a taste so foul.
Your love was like alcohol to me,
It left me feeling euphoric at first,
But after the effect had worn out,
All I was left with w...
Monday 29th May 2023 12:52 pm
Also by Oizys:My Last Act | Words Hidden Beneath Ink | Sweet Sorrow |
A curl of orange peel
falls like a helpless marionette
with each pip deposit the plate rings
your window frames the young sun
sweeping a heaving ocean of prose
also through glass arcs of breaking waves
appear as poetry beyond collection
their shoosh heard all throught the night
never one concerned to get somewhere
you balance some time later
upon volcanic dust by those hooked wav...
Monday 29th May 2023 9:33 am
Also by Adam Whitworth:Violet Tulloch, Queen Of Lerwick |
Painting a Dream
I dreamt of a meadow under a night sky.
A blanket of red flowers was dancing South.
Through roses, poppies, and cardinal flowers I savoured passion and exuberance, I savoured warmth and energy, I savoured respect and generosity. I named that meadow: “daring and couriosity.”
A blanket of bright yellow flowers was dancing North.
Through daisies, dandelions, daffodils and sunflowers, I sa...
Monday 29th May 2023 6:42 am
Also by Matilda Simakaj:ME AND THE OTHERS | Mother Earth | BE |
They've served me well, and comfortably.
These small, everyday biases and prejudices.
Still, I want to find a way to break away from them.
Away from these little sways
before they become immense.
It's not going to be easy.
They always exact a price,
on myself and others.
I hope I haven't waited too long
and that it's not too late.
Monday 29th May 2023 5:38 am
Also by Mike McPeek:Bon Mot | Redwood Counselors | Secret Panel | Tree Hugger | What May Be Ours |
Never Say Never!!!
Life, a magnificent ride,
And never ask, "Why?",
Paths you'll stumble upon,
The dreams that'll crumble,
Those dark days,
Compelling you astray,
Yet, deep in your heart,
Raging emotions ignite a spark,
Heartbreak, sadness, fear, pain,
Hesitancy to try again?
Wipe those tears,
Clear your mind,
Calm your heart,
Ready to fight?
Gather in some air,
And then let out,
Sunday 28th May 2023 4:53 pm
Also by Nitika Prabhakar:Aren't Trees Alive? |
seasons, cry out for us!
when the seasons change,
when they days get longer, or shorter.
i feel a deep dread, a doomed life ahead of me.
no matter how much i begged the maker for the days to change length,
when they do I can see so far ahead,
that the ends in sight.
and that end is kind, but cruel.
so far ahead that the seasons no longer,...
Sunday 28th May 2023 4:41 pm
Also by Nadia Coia:beautiful because he is |
If there was a rain like such
If there was a rain like such,
the heart gets purified,
from the charcoal of betrayel,ego, pessimism, hurt,
from the deeds of others or self,
burdening it with the clutter.
washing away the worldly sins and pain,
making it pure and innocent like a baby's soul.
Why life is full of suffering when it can be a fair of joy?
God, smiled and replied
The kindness and...
Sunday 28th May 2023 7:57 am
Also by Ankita Srivastava:To Fix or wave goodbye? |
The Old Cock and Hen
Wedding anniversary sixty years on
Let's do what we did
On our very first date
Johnny was up for it
Bright red beetroot face Sharon
Said we can't do that
Ravenous pair of randy rabbits
Dimly lit back of pub
You had your wicked way
O.K let's give it a go
Brenda ear wigging barmaid smiled
Regulars got together, special lock-in
Security cameras set maximum zoom
Friday 26th May 2023 4:05 pm
I had a dream bay it had me and you, two small kids a house on the beach with piece of mind claim sea and blue sky
In this dream their was no homeless or illness no addiction so the two of us will be free no suffering either
A dream were love is a cure for all and problems are few and few between
But as nice as this dream was it was just a dream so till I make it all come through me an...
Friday 26th May 2023 1:00 pm
Also by Keith Byrne:Care for you | Oh it's hard | Am Okay | A jobs lot | Me and my job |
(A very overdue piece. )
No inspiration or affection or thought of any kind brushed my path.
I hated it so
I watched the sky melt into a thousand shades of grey, dismal prayers planted in the clouds.
From beneath saturated dreams I wander, dying to leave this world behind.
Is it just the cold or am I only one caught in a sleep state?
My tired eyes hesitate to see the truth, if I ignore the...
Thursday 25th May 2023 4:10 pm
Also by Jordyn Elizabeth:Pink lemonade | scandalous crime | Wild woman (21.) | sad little soul | Oblivion | darlin you'll be okay | death of a Poet |
Scuttler gangs roaming streets
Torrid tales to tell of pain
Suffering, in a hell on earth
back in Victorian Manchester
Air unbelievably polluted, poisoned
sickening smell dominates the landscape
Row upon row of slum and tenement,
amid gas works and dingy ale houses
Vast areas of warehouse, mill, and chimney stack
protrude throughout the city black
Wednesday 24th May 2023 10:32 pm
Also by Rick Varden:Hush! | All that Malarkey | If I Could Paint | Identity Crisis | Age is Only a Number |
I’d gone out on my bike for a quick peddle when I called in at “Guns ‘n’ Roses” for a coffee break. It’s actually called “Spuds ‘n’ Berries” because it’s a farm shop. I normally avoid these like the plague as they try to charge you a tenner for a jacket spud that’s been “locally grown”. Persilanny, I don’t care how far away my spuds have been grown as long as they’ve had a ton of good English c...
Wednesday 24th May 2023 9:45 pm
Also by John Coopey:HOLLY AND PHIL | PLEASE RELEASE ME | HAPPY TIMES | BOP IT ! | THE BEST OF TIMES... |
From: Jaxy To: Love
Expressions of Love: Part VII
Title: From: Jaxy To: Love
I've written a million letters and more about my feelings for you. I even once told you I could write a book. While it is not in the traditional way, I'm working on that book. Through poetry, letters, notes, and spoken word I am writing the saga that has been our life to this point. Our story will continue to grow, just ...
Wednesday 24th May 2023 8:41 pm
Also by Jason Phillips:Time | The Night Is Ours | The Honor of a Knight | Hear My Thoughts |
Title: Valley of Doubt
Shadows speak to you in tongues. Even the light of truth yields to the thicket of no trust.
Wednesday 24th May 2023 4:45 pm
Also by Michael Angel:Unsure. |
Looking for a meaning where it loses its grip
These words are yours
And way of noticing is mine
I come to an understanding
As you say it to the one
But how shall one speak of
words have lost their grip on meaning
Like it finding its way in a space
Where it is not even reverberating
With its previous shadow
Painters starts to paint at that full moon
Like it is pointing to the light in the water
Trying a way to caress without sensing
Tuesday 23rd May 2023 9:19 pm
Also by Kritarth Jaiswal:Thy art thou |
After my graduation
I walked around and waited for my family to come and find me
And It felt oddly familiar
Standing alone in a crowd
Where everyone was being
Embraced and hugged and together
It is an empty feeling
That was the epitome of my high school experience
And I felt like maybe I was not ready for the world just yet
I was scared to begin my life...
Tuesday 23rd May 2023 7:09 pm
Between Ego & Epiphany
Deep down you always know
And I knew,
I could provide for me more than you could
I could protect me more than you could
And I should, trust ME more than I did!!!
I fell for all the talk without seeing a walk.
But now you’re jaded because I’m walking my talk........right on outta here!
Don’t think that I’m not sad or disappointed. But I have to s...
Tuesday 23rd May 2023 8:03 am
(music: "Burned letters" - Johannes Bornlöf)
Step into existence
one scared thought at a time
picking vanities to bear with
one uncovered self-deception at a time
living the present to the rhythm of moments pained through
like melodies played out with a passion wavering anew
earning to trespass the emptiness of fear
towards a bright side so seemingly clear
aligned to hor...
Monday 22nd May 2023 8:30 pm
Also by osne:Forgotten |
It's an old Yànyǔ,
Says the master to his student
Relationships are a beautiful task woven
The student says to the master
I'm done with all the fixing in relations
If you are done, my son
Then that's how important it was for you from the beginning
Relationships needs constant fixing
You can't fix it all up and think it's constant
Rather it's a dail...
Monday 22nd May 2023 7:39 am
Also by Watts:Tiānhuābǎn |
The plight of the hopeless man
Pleading for patronage at the highway on-ramp
Staggering to his feet, waving a wand in his hand
Forcing it through the ground.
To convince them, to convince himself
He's in a state of desperation.
Stomping his feet
To an echoless beat;
An earnest declaration muffled by layers of concrete.
No one turns a head,
No one's eyes to meet.
Monday 22nd May 2023 2:32 am
can someone please help me
i don’t know what to do
i don’t know how feel
can someone please tell me
i don’t know how to act
i don’t know to speak
i don’t understand new words
i feel like a freak
i don’t know what to do
i don’t know what to feel
can someone please tell me
i can’t control my emotions
i don’t know what i’m feeling
i spend my time alone
Sunday 21st May 2023 1:46 am
Weekly WalkabousVerse, E.G.: Poem 43 of 230: A BAYSWATER BED-SIT
Poem 43 of 230: A BAYSWATER BED-SIT
Arrived in London,
At Heathrow Airport,
With sixty kilos
Of luggage I'd brought.
Found a paper, Loot,
And called an agent;
Stored two heavy bags,
Then to him I went.
For one week of rent,
He'd ensure a bed
Within Bayswater -
A bed-sit, he said.
It was eighty pounds
Per week (nothing more),
With a lift arranged
Saturday 20th May 2023 6:30 pm
The Jester and the new refugee
I met an interesting fellow in the Mountains of Frustration, that remote but beautiful part of northern England, who told me he was a court jester, and proved it with a barrage of jokes and magic tricks, confessing, ‘I like to keep my hand in.’
‘You have a look of a chap I met,’ he said,
‘whose disappearance fascinated the nation,
that of the missing Match Of The Day TV presenter, Harry Shoot...
Saturday 20th May 2023 11:53 am
Also by Kevin Vose:Little Rob | Bus Stop Love |
John Botterill on The Tortured Poet.
4 minutes ago
John Coopey on Per Ardua ad Astra (now with audio)
48 minutes ago
John Coopey on Cold Soup
56 minutes ago
John Coopey on My fantasy bird table
1 hour ago
John Coopey on TOGETHER
2 hours ago
Hugh on My wild and wonderful garden
2 hours ago
Telboy on OUT ON PAROLE
2 hours ago
Clare on Bumbling Mess
3 hours ago
Nicole Macqueen-Jones on False sense of security
5 hours ago
Kevin Tan on Phantom Hands
5 hours ago