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Plunge

Wavelets slither over a wet shore

warmed in the heat of day, the faint

popping of bursting effervescence

barely heard. Toes squidge in it, sinking

with the flow of successive swirls of tide.

 

Stepping forward releases a schlurp, leaves

puddled footprints that wash away

in moments, leaving no trace of my passing.

Water ripples round my ankles, tickling,

enticing me fu...

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Metal And Flesh

Metal and flesh, a parallel design,
Both robot and human, with purposes aligned.
A framework of wires, a skeleton of bone,
Both support the structure, that makes them whole.

Microchips and neurons, a dance of electric fire,
Both process information, with a desire to acquire.
Sensors and senses, a world of input and sight,
Both navigate the landscape, with a will to take flight.

A heart...

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Also by Sourajit Nandi:

"Stellar Resilience" | "Forged in Fire, Taught in Halls" | "Partners in Harmony" | "Eliminate to Elevate" | Masterpiece Of Choices | "The Want vs. Need Enigma" | "The Cosmic Quest for Inner Peace" | Parenting | "Good Pages But Bad Book" | "Radiant Perception" |

 Duty

I can’t see it’s hard to be a stoic

when you’ve never cooked a meal

or paid a bill.

 

Still

 

I’ll allow it was rather heroic

to share a bed all them years

with Prince Phil.

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Also by Ray:

Dusty |

Christmas Nonet. (Reversed).


My first ever attempt at a reverse nonet.  I hope I got it right  🙈🙈🙈   Thanks for the challenge, Graham Sherwood  🤗

 

A

Bright star

Sprinkles light

Upon us all

Awakening  souls

To the magic of love

Bringing hope to the weary

Open your hearts with gratitude

It’s time to embrace humanity.

 

Clare Kinnaird, 2024. 

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Also by Clare:

Sinners and Saints. | Dozy Moon. |

The Presence Of Sinterklaas Has Just Begun

I'm braggin' and showing off:

Here's to Sinterklaas preparations!

Tzatziki with traditional Dutch&Frisian bread;

A lovely traditional tartellette; 

And of course some sweets for our chewers,

bananas and grapes on saintly skewers :)

 

Got up early, before the sun.

The presence of Sinterklaas has just begun. 

Let the chicken soup be healing.

Come and join our happy feel...

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Also by Auracle:

This Is An Ode To Reason |

The Presents Of Sinterklaas Have Just Begun

A scary bunch

This morning I was having a conversation 

a slightly uncomfortable conversation . 

I thought about a world without men

and my boyfriend seemed upset.

"Even without me?" he asked 

and that was a though one to answer.

I thought about a world with no fear

no fear for my body, no fear for me.

But honestly a world without him,

that is even more scary to think about. 

"I wo...

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A SATURDAY

I am brimming with happiness today,

Partially because he touched me,

He touched my arms, my hair, the nape of my neck,

He bit my cheeks,

I know

That's probably why I can't stop smiling .

 

Partly also, it's because it's raining,

I hear the rain,

I hear as it falls,

I hear as it hits my gable roof,

The sound it makes as it hits the tiles ,

Echoes in my heart,

...

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Also by Naomi:

INVERSE |

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in starlit sky twinkles


 

In the year of nineteen eighty-nine,

A soul was born, destined to shine.

Mats Steen, a name to behold,

A heart of courage, spirit bold.

 

Ibeline Duchenne, his shadowed twin,

A journey shared, where dreams begin.

Through battles fought in realms unseen,

He navigated life with grit serene.

 

Bound by fate, yet free in mind,

A warrior's spirit, one of a kind.

...

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The Man on the Clapham Omnibus

The man on the London Eye said

"this is what you wanted,

just pick the choice you want to make,

we're keen to know your views,

we'll tell you which to choose"

 

The man on the Clapham omnibus

had nothing much to lose.

He thought it through carefully

before he made his choice,

grateful to be given a voice

 

The London Eye man was annoyed

and urged him to think...

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Sex Offender

Jane had started it,

brushing up against the guys

and stroking knees suggestively.

She did it to him, he did it back to her

Everyone seemed to join in

It seemed to be harmless fun

When Laura got up to go to the loo

he slapped her playfully on the bum

...................................................

He knew it wasn't Laura

He knew it was Jude, her wife

She'd neve...

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To the Ghost-dancers of the Sioux

On the day after Christmas in 1862, 38 Sioux warriors  were hanged under order of President Abraham Lincoln. Their crime was to fight for their own land. .

Don’t let the fat white males into our land
they have no concept of stewardship
they think they own the air and the land.
you watched them massacre the holy bison:
the white buffalo are all dead
their bodies rotted under the holy su...

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Heat of the Invisible Fire

I look for new light

in old flames

the quietest crackling embers

searching for that mad spark that

will set alight my time-dried mind

 

but the fire has always been but one

sometimes seen, sometimes not

that runs right through the Earth

immanent, infinite 

in thunder and star, love and hurt

it's not the light I seek

 

but the heat of the invisible fire

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Stoic Man

A stoic man I want to be
To be in charge of my destiny
Live in the moment with liberty
Give me a break and set me free
A stoic man I want to be

Walking down a road with no direction 
Just need a little love and affection 
Dreaming of a world that is okay
Maybe I'll find it one fine day
My heart is broken and I am down
No smiles from me just a frown
Just need a a star to guide my way
...

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Are The Angels Watching Over Me Tonight

The Angels watching Over Me Tonight.

 

Curled up in bed I cannot sleep tonight.

My eyes fixed on the little bit of light.

Hoping I don't hear creaking on the stairs.

And the light disappears and he is standing there.

I am praying he stays far out of sight.

I hope the angels are watching over me tonight.

 

Nataiella (1972) Childhood Memory and Event

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Also by Tobani / Nataiella:

Christmas Will Pass Them By |

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Storm Petrel

The black death, you troubadour, songwriter
Writing to verse, cauterising your heart
Sit in bars, watching the optics pour
Harbingers of bad weather.

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UK Winter Has Arrived (1/12/24)

Welcome to December, autumn’s blown away.

In meteorological season’s, winter starts today!

I wonder what kind of UK winter lies ahead?

A season that divides opinion, it has to be said!

 

I’m definitely a ‘winter person’ I’ll let you know.

Winter cuddles on a chilly night, I love them so!

Sunbathing on a scorched beach, that’s not me.

All bundled up in winter, that’s my cup...

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Be Proud

Be proud of who you are…

You have come very far…

Worked hard and faced those hurdles…

Even when your mind was going in circles…

Standing high and tall on your two feet…

Whether you are indoors or on the street…

People will watch you, whether they like you or not…

You have the strength to show them what you have got…

Don’t ever let anyone play with your soul or feelings…

...

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Rosary.

Happenstance after happenstance,

With some choice in between:

The rosary of our lives,

With moments replete,

Whispers sometimes

In the stillness

That, yes, we are just

Flying on borrowed wings,

But, oh, what a journey

This has been!

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The Word Made Flesh

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see!

poet,

listen, look!

now here she is,

dispelling the gloom,  

love the magician’s spells

make those angel voices heard.

the word made flesh, amongst us dwells,

love conquers all, she’s claimed the last word.

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh, 2nd December, 2024.

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Also by Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh:

A Boat! A Boat! |

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Barn owls

Barn owls are unearthly.

On moonlit nights they coast

above the fields in silence,

floating white as ghosts.

They bring me out in goosebumps

and were I mouse or vole,

when barn owls came along the street

and knocked on doors for "trick or treat"

I wouldn't pamper them with sweets,

I'd scurry down my hole!

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THE WORLD'S MOST TRAVELLED RAFFLE PRIZE

'Twas in the village scout hut that she first made her debut

Proudly showing off her ticket – Yellow 482;

She chatted quite excitedly beside a Gordon's Gin

But they soon left then followed by a Crawford's Shortbread tin;

Then Head and Shoulders, Action Man and toddler's xylophone

So sadly Yellow 482 was left there on her own;

“You'd better take that crap one” a mum yelled to her ...

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Nothing

I can remember the day
That I saw a picture of you
And didn't react at all

No rage
No sneers
No tears
Nothing.

I've never been happier to feel nothing

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Also by Catherine Burnes:

Fight, Flight, Or |

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where I couldn’t go home


 

That hamlet where mum's lineage dwells,
Ancestral ruins, where silence swells.
Foundation stumps, a faint design,
A phenomenon strange, yet mine.

History breathes in broken stone,
Family lore in whispers grown.
Sights and sounds, scents of old,
Stories in these ruins unfold.

But in this decay, a shadow's cast,
A reminder of life that cannot last.
Bulldozed, ground, swept away,
...

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Choices

You can rage against reality,

or you can accept your fate

and just laugh.

Laughter, a bit of a chuckle really,

a resigned smile,

is so healing.

It's all good, you say to reality,

and reality smiles back.

Somehow we survive,

all these upsets and calamities,

people carry on.

Look at you, writing this, reading this, still alive.

A testament to survival.

Find the...

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Lock & Chain

Have you ever dealt with empathy?

Remember our times were like a child.

Tucked inside all of your energy.

Do I get to comment?

Am I allowed all of this therapy?

Doubt you’ll stick around.

It’s timeless all of the times you’ve picked an enemy.

Or stayed by one. 

I could’ve rhymed that, but whats the lesson if you’ve never got one?

And I know a broke heart, when I’ve seen ...

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I’m not bothered

I know everything’s real

But sometimes I wish

It were not

I really need 

To brush my teeth 

But I can’t be bothered 

To get up

I’ll feel disgusting

For days on end

But I won’t remember 

To brush them

I can’t be bothered 

To go to sleep

But I can’t be bothered 

Staying awake 

And I can’t bothered

to do anything 

Even if it’ll

Make me feel great

...

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Mother the Mother

A series of haiku poems inspired by the wonderful nurturing, supportive mothers in my life - thank you for *planting the forest* :

 

I am a splinter 

What I need is a forest 

Mother the Mother 

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Tender and swollen 

Every inch of my being

Mother the Mother 

****************

Sitting in silence 

Musing, panicking, drowning 

Mother the Mother 

***...

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Also by Ruth Freestone:

I wish I had permission to - a poem about motherhood |

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So Many Things

So many things I'll never say. 

So many miles I'll run away.

So many ships I've stowed away on.

So many lives I've passed away.

So many screams I've swallowed down.

So many smiles turned into frowns.

So many tears I've wiped away.

So many things I'll never say.

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Also by Apollo Jameson:

If I Had Everything | There Are No Puzzle Pieces | If Every Day is Pain | Wanting's for Bad Kids |

Situations

you could mistake 
your life for a situation 
you could make decisions 
based on wrong information 

it would be great 
to be a child again 
but we gotta pretend 
to love ourselves instead 

in your situation 
I’d be dead in ten seconds 
I speak with endless admiration 
for the lifting you do with grace 

in your situation 
I’d target more than a few for assassination but you endur...

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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

Swirls of Smoke |

Earth

I am the earth what humans 

I am what humans call me home

if you split me in half I am shaped like a dome

but most of you just stare at your phones

but don't appreciate how the sun has shone!  

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Also by Samuel Lo:

Emotions |

A poem about earth and appreciation

Bad at Goodbyes

At the edge of the 

Apprehensive dark street,

Eyes often fail to meet

And in the moments 

When they fleetingly do,

The few tungsten lights 

Begin to constantly blink. 

 

The space for car parking 

Must've marked a lot of 

Departures and separation. 

Blur vision caused by droplets;

Rain isn't always the culprit,

But sometimes the eyes 

Well up and overflow ...

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The Ballad Of Robert Hode (song version]

The Ballad of Robert Hode

 

In the year of 1332

After the Despenser War

Robert Hode of Wakefield

Become a famed outlaw

He’d been an archer for Lancaster

(who was executed by the king)

And had his lands forfeited

For daring to fight for him

 

Now you may know him better

By the name of Robin Hood

Who some say came from Nottingham

But I would say you should

...

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My Grandma Used To Say

 

 

My granny used to say:

We are not so rich

to buy cheap things.

Don't trust a son of a bitch

who pretends to be a king.

 

 

My granny used to say:

Meet the early morning light,

It's so Christianly right.

Always meet the dawn,

Jesus Christ had been born.

 

 

She used to say about money.

Honey, don't take other belongings!

Because you take oth...

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the world is BLIND

I was forced,
to keep my eyes shut.
While all the crimes were infront of me,
I chose to stay blind.
Stranded on a deserted island
With nowhere to escape.
I let my dreams fly away,
While I let my soul,
live in that hell.
I was a part of it,
Cruel and nasty doings.
Committing sins,
I never wanted to.
But what could I possible do?
Because in the end,
All that pain, was my closest frien...

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Also by illie:

APOCALYPSE | power? | Remove the veil | blue! | कमबख़्त दिल! |

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