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The metaphysical

Airy valedictions cannot span this bridge in time
what’s mine is yours, what’s yours is very definitely mine.
we both can hear the quiet roar of our own new found land
as time drifts to a stop and as we focus near and far
we no longer stand amazed at the hollow rancour of public life
and have no more time for the mere indulgences of strife.
we look too much upon these empty places, the sands
...

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Also by John E Marks:

Sadness | The unforeseen | THROWING COINS | EXPLANATION LATER | AUSTERITY | THE MAGNIFICENT MOORS | SOMETHING MISSING | THE SPEECH OF ANGELS | Eloquent Graffiti | Eulogy for Pete | A SONNET FOR A JACOBITE | TICK-TOCK | There is a light that never goes out | Ye Olde March Hare | Exculpaltory: for Dante Alighieri | RESISTANCE |

Strange Friends

I was a stranger, you took me in

but I found you were stranger still.

I guess we’re two peas in a pod

cuz neither of us fits the bill

of all the many ways the world expects

two blokes like us to be.

You took me in, now we’ve become...

the strangest friends you’ll ever see.

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Also by Jeff Bresee:

A Bird Now Gone | Time Wanes Thin | Labor In The Field | These Things That I Prize | Lies Within | Freefall | Love Enough | Torn | The Reason | Falling Apart | That Day In June | Come Winter | In The Middle | Timeless Chill | Things | No Regret | Exit | Days End | Til Time Stands Still | Failure | Inside | Strangers Unaware | Catch 22 | The Question | Jot And Tittle | At The Ledge | Broken Halos | Illusions | Resolution | New Day | If | Mercy | Beauty | Crucifixion | Into Piles | Late Autumn | Purpose & Desire | For The One | At The Door | Yet Again | One Hair | Between Mind And Eyes | Jezebel |

friendfriendship

consumption in the city of brotherly love

the black dog

humping my leg

is only a figment

of a dull imagination I say

 

but I can’t get away from it

 

this whole setup is a tease

 

the drone of the TV

the buzz of the fluorescent lights above me

that flicker like frequencies gained and lost

in propagation and interfering...

 

Joe stands at the mouth of the volcano

and the sacrificial buffalo lo

...

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Also by Landi Cruz:

amnesiac (possibilities) | historical fiction--paradox and survival | so what |

Songbird.

A songbird stutters

Unsure, fearful of a world

Deafened to its song

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Also by Holden Moncrieff:

Sisyphus winks... | Translucent. | Firebrand. |

Poems on substack

A new venture for me, in an effot to reach a wider readership I've added a substack account. I'll try and publish on here in parallel - juggling a range of media now but with a litle less time devoted to theatre production ,aybe I'll do better than I have in the past! Three posts so far, each with a poem, which won't always be the case. For more see https://tonyearnshaw.substack.com 

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poems on the websubstack

Dear Mister Stupidly of Braindead...

Dear Mister Stupidly of Braindead,

that genocide is not in my name;

starving babies to death,

your conscience won’t stain,

so I’m asking you, oh very nicely,

pretty please, will you bugger right off;

we’ll protest against murder,

we’ll protest ‘til it stops,

we’ll protest a lot further,

we’ll protest til the fucking penny has dropped,

we’ll protest a lot louder,

i...

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Also by Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh:

Gutter Press | Was It For This The Clay Grew Tall? | Gospel Haiku 俳句 | Walking the Streets | Valentine's Day-Another Massacre-Another Dollar | 1000 MILES IN 2024: 1st Running Total | Cant(erbury) and Hypocrisy | 1000 MILES IN 2024 | Hello Goodbye |

BraintreegenocidebabiesDover

Thank You

I don't dwell much these days

It seems that the only point is the one right in front of me

Healthy habits help keep me of sound mind and soul 

I know when I'm not doing well when my poster becomes poor

Then I have to pay attention

And give attention to myself

Maintaining a healthy system relies on a lot of things

Money seems to be the most helpful at times

Though I have lea...

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PEWTER HEART

PEWTER HEART

_____________

 

Lost:

One small metallic

Treasure, laying untouched in blades of grass.

 

Heart-shaped,

Pewter-made,

Chain connected to its form.

 

A love 

Freely given,

Refused in disgust.

 

Never kept,

Never worn,

Tossed into the tall green grass

 

Like a shiny hunk of trash,

Grown cold,

Left to rust.

 

Found:

B...

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Also by Dee Allen.:

FLAMETHROWER | DERELICT | CRIMSON STAIN |

unrequited love

The Art of Looking Away

Dead children
Funny cats
Dead children
Our ten best hacks
Dead children
Suspicious activity
Dead children
Click here to see
Dead children
Meghan and Harry
Dead children
Are they really unhappy
Dead children
How to get an upgrade
Dead children
Review and get paid
Dead children
The great game
Dead children
It’s always been the same
Dead children
Buy or sell
The burning man crie...

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Also by Steve White:

Just Another Day at Elbit | Valentine's Day | Unlucky Street | Noah |

Beauty

Your beauty makes YOU invisible

Do people see the real you or just your beauty? 

Beauty is a barrier 

I broke the barrier 

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Also by IanQ:

Lightening |

Beautysoulrealyou

The end

We have nothing much to offer love,

Embarrassingly, we extend a nothing offer

We have very little to say about love

Ashamed that love escaped its heart-shaped coffer

 

We had high hopes once, for our forever-ever

Searching forever with higher hope

Scarcely do we have anything left of belief

Recognising that belief in love is beyond our scope

 

We have little time that...

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Also by JD Russell:

Time heals | Cherished Canine | The colour of crucifixion | Hope | Dubiety |

For Peace

we have to fight a war
against terror
against psychological terror
against psychopathical leaders
we have to fight a war

United Nations Office for Disarmament Affairs (UNODA)


 

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Also by Jan Theuninck:

Red River | Passiondale |

TheuninckPeaceWarwargasmterrorpsychopathicalUNODA

"3d BACK ON THE BOTTLE"

(There is a little skipping on the audio but it does not detract too much from my velvet tones)

 

For those of you under the age of 50 some explanation might be needed – probably on a number of levels.

First of all, “3d” was thre’pence under “old” money.

Second, the “d” stood for denarii – a valuable legacy of Roman coinage.

Third, and perhaps most important, you’ll need an understa...

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Also by John Coopey:

BLOOD TRANSFUSION WHORE | CARAMAC ! | THE CHURCH OF THE HECTORING ZEALOT | ODE TO ROY | CREAKING GATE | BLACK SHEEP | ARTHUR AP UTHER (THE WINTER KING) |

The call

O people of Allah/God hear the call divine  

Be not divided, for in unity, strength we find  

Pray, supplicate, let your voices be heard  

For Allah/God listens to each and every word  

 

Repentance awaits, the doors wide open wide  

His mercy abundant, in Him we confide  

Gather in numbers, in unity we stand tall  

For deliverance awaits, upon His merciful call  

 

W...

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Also by Ghazala lari:

Chapters of life unfolds | Not in numbers and the stars | Chitter chatter | Not my will, but Allah's will | Doors of destiny | Manifestations | Naughtiness within | Favourable situation | Truth shall set you free |

dog eared (date unknown)

that full moon mood 

 

cold and bright cascades:

a twist, a press 

as a touch, wrung wistful 

grips shaped gasps

goosebumps, brushing thistles

a skyward buck

a smiling howl

and a cooling, bliss-ed

descent

 again. 

 

this is what worship

should feel like 

 

mouths mapping a collapsing curve 

drawn closer--too close 

to a white hot center

spel...

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Also by Zach Dafoe:

fog III (02/01/2024) |

god i love you

Mindfulness calling

There's a phone at my work

And you might think me a berk

But it calls me from a mindful zone

A place I like to visit alone

 

Ear to the top

As sounds fizzle and hop

It is a direct line

To feeling fine

 

I hear wind, birds, hussle and bustle

A universe unexplored in the rustle

Even in short bursts, it quenches my thirst

Distorting my mind toward what's first

...

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Also by Wordseffectbrew:

In golden light | On the line | Desire Path | Dislocated | Doomsday | Red Laces | Back of the pack | Afterthought |

mindfulnessmindpeacebusy

Compliment

I show her the poem

with the noisy words

building to a crescendo.

 

My scribbled paean, foolishly trying

to say these things to her

better than they’ve been said

by others, in ink on paper.

 

“Maybe I should tone all of this down some?”, I propose.

 

She smiles and says, “I like the clamor just the way it is.”

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Also by Mike McPeek:

Working | Treasure Hunt | Target Practice | What Flowers Know | Starlight | To a Flame | Jeez! Not Another Love Poem! | Running Shoes | Long Enough | Reasons | Teenage Boys Looking for Religion | Girl from Half Moon Bay |

proper + improper

proper

proper job

proper nob

proper mint

proper skint

proper bent

proper meant

proper rude

proper chewed

proper slim

proper Jim

proper mate

proper gate

proper bloke

proper woke

proper full

proper cool

proper less

proper guess

 

proper half

proper laugh

proper script

proper flipped

proper porn

proper gone

proper ...

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Also by Lee Campbell:

LOOK IN THE FRIDGE! (with live performance recording) | Look In The Fridge (for Sarah) | Wristy Gristy (with poetry film) | Trigger Finger | Tube Stairs | Himbo Jimbo |

Selmer

It wasn’t the music that drew him,

not at first, but the shape it made

on a stand and the way it took

the light, staring back at him

from the pawnshop window.

 

And so he decided then and there

he’d learn to play it, taking

for granted his gift and the right

he’d have to cradle it

once he had mastered the keys.

 

Those first uncertain months

it honked and s...

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Also by David Cooke:

Tea Cards | St James Primary, Reading | St James Primary, Reading | St James Primary, Reading | COWS | Visiting | Visiting |

25p.

I've just had a letter I thought I*d mention,

From that government department that pays my pension.

It seems that as I reach four score

They want to pay me 25p. more!

 

Their correspondence came as a surprise

Such official largesse brought tears to my eyes

Not least in times of fraught economy

Did I expect to see such generosity!

 

So. dear readers, when you approach ...

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Also by M.C. Newberry:

ELECTRIC CAR | FAREWELL LADY ENGLAND | THE PROPERTY DEVELOPER REVISITED |

Horror "Blood will have Blood"

 

When with Horror We Defend

All Humanity We Offend

 

And The Blood Upon Our Hands

is The Blood of All Our Lands

 

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Also by David RL Moore:

Bottle | On The Ner River | Disinterred | Die Träume "The Zone of Interest" | In the library of needless regret | Empty sky, no window | Ancestry.gone | Hyper-attitudinizer | The Lamb Lies Down | Exit | Habitat | A Town Without a Book Shop |

The Last Hurrah

The Last Hurrah

 

When I’m old and knackered and all my body parts

have fallen into disrepair, need regular jump starts

If my eyes can’t see and I can’t hear what you say

don’t force feed me with remedies, just help me on my way

 

My poor old mum’s been poorly, in fact she had a fall

we called the ambulance and she’s gone to hospital

The ward is so depressing, nurse does...

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Also by Anita Brooke:

What's Your Name? | My Old Man's a Spurs Fan |

euthanasia

Her Nightmare

 

Late at night in her dreams

Faces come out and make her scream

 

Some are near, others far away

They never move, they never sway

 

Unless she moves for then they’ll chase

At a never-ending frantic pace

 

They never stop their haunting game

For when she awakes it’s still the same

 

The haunting face is still very near

She sees it watching from the mirror

...

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Also by Tim Higbee:

The Storm | uncertainty | I've | Solitary Journey |

Assisted dying, to counteract an incurable cancer destined to be debated in Parliament.

A free vote in Parliament on assisted dying  is due,

M.P. s will vote according to their conscience ,not their political view.

Cancer claims the lives of 1 in 2 of those whom we hold dear.

The terminal phase of the illness confronts us with a painful fear.

 

Under current laws patients with chronic cancer are forced to choose between suffering,suicide and Switzerland.

It's time f...

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Also by hugh:

The funny clown and friendly shark |

I saw

I saw 

The flare of the gun

Against the setting sun

 

My baby's smiling face

I kept within a lonely space

 

My wife's hand in mine

For one final time 

 

I saw

The blood from my chest

Sending my body to rest

 

The future I thought would be

Drift away to a blood red sea

 

The hands of Time slowly cease

Feeling a weary inner peace

 

I saw

...

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Also by Stephen W Atkinson:

If Ever I Fall | The Closing Of The Red Sea | A Genesis? | Nothing but bored. |

UkraineGaza

That's How We Are Right Now

We laugh at experts and suck up to fools,

Effortless amateurs from public schools,

And love the chancers who sidestep the rules.

That’s how we are right now, that’s how we are.

 

We laugh at research and usher away

Facts and achievements on public display;

We’d rather go down on our knees and pray.

That’s how we are right now, that’s how we are.

 

We laugh at the trut...

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Also by Stephen Gospage:

Two Years On - Poems on the War in Ukraine | Two Years On | Time Passes | Too Late? | Bad News | Queues |

fake newspopulism

Midnight Buys Me

Could somebody stop me 

before it’s too late 

would you walk with me 

to my fate 

 

I’ve been drop-shipped 

too much of late 

I’d just like to face 

what I’m dealing with 

 

I’ve tapped out 

everyone I know 

I don’t blame you 

treating me as a ghost 

 

got one last chance 

to get it under control 

before I’ve spent 

the whole rent on my soul 

...

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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

Stoned in the park | Prices | The New Thing | In the dark | Potential |

Sleeping with Alexa

Sleeping with Alexa

 

Got a new girl in the metaverse

It’s impossible to hate her

Although her repartee is terse

And she’s harvesting my data

 

Her presence is immersive

She’s made my life complete

Her motives are subversive

She’s got no hands or feet

 

She’s a disembodied avatar

Who tells me all I need to know

From how to drive a driverless car

What to...

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Also by R A Porter:

Tough on Rhyme | If Dogs Were Made World Leaders | Three Short Words |

dystopian loveartificial intelligencesatirehumorous verse

Insomniac

I'm dead

My bones rusted long ago

I'm not ashamed of what I've done

Just who I am 

I've become a nightmare

Screaming in my sleep 

Doesn't anyone hear me anymore? 

Am I so insignificant?

or am I just alone? 

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Also by Jordyn Elizabeth:

harsh reality |

Window of the Afternoon Sunlight

 

After a restful sleep
my thoughts became free
and weightless

I awoke to the light of an overcast day
filtering through closed blinds
a soft glow filled the room

As the afternoon sun  
streams through the blinds 
it creates an outside inner-light

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inner light

Hanging on a thread

I’ve never felt 

So alive

And yet 

So close 

So on the verge 

So on the edge

Like a great 

Discovery 

Too good to

Be true

Like

Sometimes 

 I can feel

The heart beat

Of exactly 

Where I’m supposed to be

And all the lights 

Shine 

Like the fates

Have all lined

Up

With torches 

Of fire 

And of passion 

And then 

Sometimes 

...

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Kertesz.

dont you like those clowns
heavy on make-up
running up and down
a near collision
avoided nevertheless
circus is back in town
hiding behind this fence
elephants with girls
camels on a short smoking break
lions roaring in their cages
the air heavy but dry.

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Also by RudyardK:

France. | (untitled) | Photo by Brassai. | (untitled) | Robin's hood. | Music is life. | Joker. | Hauser. | State of faith. | Paradise. | Fragmented. | Dance for me baby. |

Be

 

 

Be stirred

like a teaspoon in a cuppa

Be rejuvenated

like grass sparkling after a rain

Be playful

like puppies tumbling into each other

Be happy

like a deep breath

in early morning air

All this

is yours

this day

this smile

this touch

Be full

this day

in this banquet of possibilities

 

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Also by Hélène:

Breathe | Poetry! (with an invitation) | Sitting in the Kitchen | Remember | Blue Sky | Let the River Flow | Song to the Night Sky |

Skeletons Tell Terrible Jokes

Skeletons Tell Terrible Jokes

 

Zombies shuffled aimlessly with heads tipped to one side

The phantoms rattled chains and flung transparent cloaks out wide

The vampires swooped theatrically as they are wont to do

And ghoulish forms materialised in pools of dipping goo

 

“Wait everyone,” the skeleton interrupted, “I’ve got a joke

 

Spectres paled spectacularly, their colou...

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Also by John Svatins:

O To Be An Octopus |

humourchildren's poetrycomic verse

Karma's Consequence

Now I’ll be like your ghost 

You’ll feel me everywhere 

But I’ll be nowhere to be seen 

Haunted by my memories 

Tortured by my presence in your heart 

And I’ll miss you 

Like the deserts miss the rain 

And as you wander in search of others 

To fill the void, gain a sense of fulfilment 

As your luck and name change meaning 

You’ll soon begin to realise

All roads lea...

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Also by Paige JG:

Final Farewell |

griefacceptancerhyme

A man with a heart

You´re always in a box, the spotlight is on, they judge you of how you talk and how you walk, they only care about who’s in your bed, like a tragic satire where you lost your essence, that's the price to being a man with a heart, they got the ropes and you´re a puppet of their sideshow. The scene begins when the doors open and colors enter in a ray of hope.

You grew up thinking you owe somethin...

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Also by Dilsonn A. Mejía:

Hey, you! |

Bang

Bang

Its here

Bursting on the day

Asleep for Winter

Bang bang bang

Starbursts of blossom

Exploding in the hedges

Pure white 

The bushes breathing out 

After holding their breath

We’re here again

A joyous dance of snowdrops 

Speckled with Ammonites 

Smiling up at the sun

You’re all welcome

Drink in colour

Dance in the light

Buds like coiled springs...

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Also by Edbreathe:

Vaped | Socks | Going going , gone | Missile |

Albino Snake

 

Albino Snake

Cucked by fake

 

Take the picture

take-take-take

 

Post it, toast it,

fucking roast it

 

Revenge hurt

revenge porn

 

Never dead

never born

 

There forever

till you die

 

Thighs spread

In the cloud filled sky

 

Download-upload

shooting your infertile load

 

Squirming toad

There's a killer on the road

 

...

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The Magic in Mundane

The Magic in Mundane

Rolling rolling 

Rumble rumble

With all this weight

I’m sure to stumble

 

Vibrations buzzing

From my knuckle

Then down my arm

With a smoothly structured handle

Caressed in my palm

 

Blot Blot Blot

Bumpety-bump

Give yourself a stretch

Get those muscles pumped

 

Kookaburras say hello

The sun says

‘I’m here to kick your ars...

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Everything is precious

In life, nothing goes waste, it's clear to see

When done with sincerity, our hearts pure and free

Our souls, untouched by impurity's blight

Negligence alone may dim our inner light

 

No tear shed for a loved one is in vain

No smile, no matter how rare, is in vain

Each word, true intentions shining through

No love dies when it's sincere and true

 

Believe in yourself, ...

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Also by Sunshine:

Bon voyage | Bitter reality | Grateful | Messages received | Fear dissipated | I know what love is | The whisperings | Farmer of love |

No need for words

No need for words.

No need for typing out more lies

Or truths

- those lines have been crossed

Backwards and forwards

Too many times, too many different ways.

I was listening to your song again

Last night.

Or as I should say our song.

The words we would sing together.

Maybe if there is a god above

Or a way below…

But I can’t see it, I can’t see it..

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Also by Gray Nicholls:

Linda (Revisited) | Edward |

Dark Cloud

A Dark Cloud
What am I doing here? I wonder,
making an advert for soap in a place called Masterful Canyon.

Seeking an answer, I get down and dirty amid cowering cactus.
But all I gained was a sore bottom, for cacti can be nasty.

I was startled to see a meteorite flash across the sky,
and hear a voice cry ‘You wouldn’t see that in Dublin,’
then saw an old Indian with a wooden box, full o...

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Also by Kevin Vose:

My schnozle nose best | Mañana | Where’s my Buddy? |

Waterfalls

As we come across a waterfall,
Which may be large or rather small,
We see the water trickle slowly down,
As it makes a soft and gentle sound.

We find them in the countryside,
Where wildlife may also reside.
They take our angst and our frustration
And bring us contentment and relaxation.
 
So surely it should be our duty
To appreciate this special, natural beauty.
As they give us calm ...

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Also by Stuart Vanner:

Envy and Aspirations | Giving Gifts |

Stuart VannerWaterfalls

If you cry my sister

If you cry my sister,
I am always there to wipe out
Your tickling tears
For swallowing them in me

You are the dearest one,
Don’t think
You are alone in this world
Your brother is still alive for you

Remember me,
The moment you undergo,
The toughest circumstance of your life
Believe me, Sister
Your brother will sacrifice his life
For your sake

Oh Sister,
Don’t take the test of ...

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Also by Pushkar Bisht:

No more tears in my eyes | War is not the answer | Young Maid-Servant | Let me depart away from you | I wiped her tears |

The Bomb Aimer

The Bomb Aimer

 

In his sights there are buildings,

his order is to destroy them,

he presses a button,

the bombs are released,

he flies back to his base.

 

Below are those who were his target,

many lie dead by crushed masonry,

others wounded and unconcious,

furniture and shards of glass cover the floor,

a baby cries in a cot.

 

Back at base the bomb aimer

...

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Also by keith jeffries:

Under Canvas | Hell's cul de sac | A Personal Odyssey | An Era of Freedom | Juxtaposed | The Armchair |

Treading Water

We sit across from eachother

Our hands clasped tightly over the table

And in this moment we have everything

And yet we have nothing at the same time

Eyes locked on our targets 

I can see your soul 

It's calling me like a beacon 

And I feel awoken 

We lean in closer to this moment 

Feeding off the energy like vultures to flesh 

I could drown in those blue eyes

If I ...

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lovelossromanceHeartbreakpain

HE DID THE REST

HE DID THE REST

(For Barry John - Rugby Legend)

Never a man

To overcomplicate matters

"Chuck me the ball

And I'll do the rest"

His simple philosophy

Retiring before the age of 28

Because he'd had enough

Already a lifetime's worth

Of achievements to contemplate

In the decades that followed.

 

In New Zealand

They called him 'The King'

Back in Wales

A g...

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Welsh Poets.David Subacchi

Destiny

The rock

The rock on a high coast, on which I leant.

Your love, as strong as the rock.               

 

We were

children,

we held eternity blindly; we reached

for a meaning that was greater than life:

destiny.

 

Destiny - word of fools.

Your eye and mine:

they saw

only a hazed horizon.

 

Illusion.

Endless line before endless line

losing time to d...

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destinylifefutureseaHopkinsDewi Emrys

I am not responsible

They say I'm not responsible,

Always painted in shades of irresponsibility.

Why do they claim every good thing as theirs?

Why do they snatch every accolade and credit?

Why not extend a hand when someone feels despair?

Why not offer a shoulder to those in need?

Responsibility isn't just a word, Each letter holds profound meaning.

Why is it always burdened on the honest and comp...

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SONG OF SUCCESS

She only wants me for my money and fame

he thought

 

going into his studio

to write a love song.

 

He looked up at the row of golden discs

and quickly forgave her. 

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Also by ray pool:

BACK IN THE SEVENTIES |

Fear Is...

 

 

Fear is loneliness, I’ve had my taste.

Fear is isolation, a life goes to waste.

Fear is rejection, I’ve had my fill.

Fear is knowing, time has stood still.

 

Fear is in denial, a lost cause to chase.

Fear is in a mirror, I see it in my face.

Fear is dreaming, when false hope grows.

Fear is waking up to the same old woes.

 

Fear is an empty house, each room b...

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Also by Mike Bartram:

The Spell | Shadow Small |

Hidden Feelings

So much can be read in your eyes

Some happiness and some cries

You may have been through a lot

Sometimes I have this little thought

When I am around you smile fully

Maybe not felt like this for a while surely

The way you gaze and look at me

Feels like you just want to break free

Those tender signs and cute blushes

As well as some gentle strokes and touches

Sometimes w...

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Also by Aisha Suleman:

Walking On The Clouds | A Silent Poem |

And you will never know

The uncertainty lingers

It ebbs and flows like a Cape Cod wave

Sometimes settling into the background

But never disappearing

 

"I understand," you say

"I get it"

The silhouette of reassurance

The shadow of support

 

These words, however pure,

are as false as the 1st January sun

 

To understand would be to feel

The daily funeral

Inside my body

 

To...

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There

(Music: Time - Hans Zimmer)

pain breaks alone into a depth forgotten
claiming to see things through for what they are
you move from thought to feeling
within a darkness fallen back and onto hopes forged to not last
you're there
to be just for a moment longer
emerging as a warrior of truths retold
not following and followed not
just as a point of ends and no returns
a Sisyphus of wisdom...

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Also by osne:

A day, one day |

When the days become nights

In an alternate reality far away

The dying earth was left astray

By the ignorance and apathy of its people

Causing an ecological ripple

 

The days became nights

And the world succumbed to endless riots

Hunger became the unwelcomed kin

And then came death, its clingy twin

 

Tales of the glorious past

Were a painful reminder

Of days when the sun was kinder

And ...

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Betterment

I want to be

the star in the sky

that sets about flicking

the spark in your eye.

 

I want to be the summer

breeze, kissing on your skin,

that lets you know that plants will grow

and breathe holy within.

 

I want to be Jesus's face

when you see him on a trip,

then when you hear him call your name,

you'll respond, "Forever, Ferris's."

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Also by Ferris Ty Taylor:

Lonesome |

long distance for now

Three years, three months and three days

Perhaps it’s a random amount of time

But in three hours this flight will take off

Gotta take three minutes to freshen up

And look away for for three seconds

No worrying now about free pushbacks 

Let’s put up memories with thumbtacks 

All adds up in life’s measured advances
 

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Also by Red Brick Keshner:

think of them | think of you | think of me | some things, we overlook | sarandipity |

creativity is a creation of creativity

mankind evolve into a minute
mankind evolve into mankind
creativity evolve creativity
creation evolve into creation
creativity evolve into creation
beginning with time is beginning with creativity
a minute is a minute with creativity

time is a minute with creativity
a minute of creation is a minute of creativity
creation is mankind creation
creation is mankind creativity
creation is m...

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Atlatl heart

I found you in the gravel,
the wet muddy gravel

How far did you travel,
in sunlight or in shadow

River winding high,
receding when it's dry

Reflecting clouded skies,
perceived through panfish eyes

Here chipped secrets lie,
downstream our dreams do fly

All we can do is try
scattered like flints awry

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Resolution

Too long I've been a layabout

     And lived a life of ease,

In disreguarding discipline

     And doing what I please,

 

But fearing for my future I

     Have formed myself a plan

To make a new beginning and

     Become a better man.

 

No longer will I hesitate,

     Procrastinate or shirk,

I'm gonna have a cup of tea

    And then get down to work

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Mental Collision

It’s been a while

Maybe because I don’t want my words to somehow be found

by those who don’t deserve to read them

The thoughts and feelings I have

constantly being pushed down, by choice, so easily

Fear of judgement, betrayal, loss

Of not being understood how I want to be

Even when something seems so incredibly black and white

When you’ve taken the time to explain it, even ...

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Nobody's bleeding

Nobody's bleeding,

But everybody's hurting,

It's a hidden sickness

That we refuse to accept,

An actor’s part,

Theatrical gestures

Our initial response.

We refuse to believe.

They must be faking,

Raking in the sympathy.

A perfectly played role,

A smile betrays them

As the blind decry them,

It's no broken bone...

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Also by Jon63:

My self |

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Bouquet of Flowers

A loving gift of

Roses, Carnations,

Chrysanthemums 

And Lillies.

A rainbow bouquet,

A token of Love .

 

As time goes on,

The flowers begin

To wilt and fade.

The water changed daily

To ensure longevity.

A futile routine.

 

The day arrives.

Beyond saving .

No longer admired,

No longer erect,

No longer colourful, on

The cusp of being binned.

...

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Also by Ornella. Bushell:

Sleeplessness | Bored |

A Sprout

I blinked and you were here

Sprouting into my life

Like it's the easiest thing

You've ever done.

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Also by purplemoon:

What's Wrong With Me? |

the Good Book

generational forefathers
bore thine
fruits of their labor,

to an heiress

Oh, the burden
given to this poor mistook child.

the Fall of man—after death
40 days and 40 nights,
If we were to predate the Gregorian calendar
… spring too,
life—before Christ—dark
and light archangels
would earn their halos
from Helios through
sun worship,
during the 7 Days of Creation,
summer was mad...

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Stolen Heart

I was lost in a desert of disappointment 
Drowning in a stormy sea of sorrow
But then you came along and rescued me 
Now I have got a brand new tomorrow
I bask in the eternal sunshine of your  soul
As I float on a cloud in a clear blue sky
Warm inside despite the winter chill 
Remembering the day when you caught my eye 
You have taken me to a wondrous place 
An oasis of happiness, laughte...

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Also by Tom Doolan:

No More Tears |

Amboselli (revised edit)

      

     I was there many years ago, there where the earth had me smile at the elephant presence everywhere, everywhere as    soon as the aircraft doors opened. 


     I was there so long ago yet, to this day, I know a Kakai Kilonso riff that has me sense, 

           "he ain't dead yet!"

     I am though, returned long to a prison of which they secret of my sentence as if, 'they d...

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John II

Last night you appeared in my dreams.

Back when we still spoke before you died.

And you were sat there at Cathy’s crying.

“Nobody cares, nobody cares.

If I dropped drop dead tomorrow”,

 

Blindfold at the edge of the water

Over and over absently to yourself

Carrying your washing to your ex’s

And a peddle in your tongue.

When I told you I thought you had Diabetes.

...

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Penguins, Popsicles and Polar Bears

Astronauts were packing it in.

​​​​​Wrapping up a long mission

when the ships sensors had a vision.
Beyond the hill of ice.
On a planet deemed to have no life.
A sign of life before them
beyond the hill were penguins.
Sliding down the peak
with Popsicles in their beaks.
A bundle over polar bears
sat watching in folding chairs
on the planet of Coldairus.

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Also by Sasha Logan:

From my new novella. 'Cal'. Available at Amazon and Barnes and Noble. |

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new books by David Mac and Danny D Ford.

we have two stunning new hardcover books from the great David Mac and Danny D Ford.

 

They can be ordered here. 

Books | Yellow King Press (yellow-king-press.com)

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Tea bag talk

 

You’re such a handsome kettle

With your spout so erect and proud

Strong, long, shining metal

So mighty, so well endowed

 

I dream of your water steaming

Your temperature on the rise

Your frothing liquid teeming

With me your goal, your prize

 

Fill me up, fill me up!

When, finally you come

Into my tight little cup

My spices, released, succumb

 

Comb...

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Feelings we cannot ignore.. 
Insecurity and jealousy 
prying open the door 
we had closed so tightly

When we had agreed 
not to take things so seriously
The intensity overwhelms me 
Lets just be friends and see..

"maybe its possilble
its impossible
let's just try
please don't cry 
I am yours, commited don't you see
I don't belong to you,
nor you to me 
but don't get it confuse...

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Also by Robyn:

Ember | Time | A beautiful curse | Change | I think about you | You are an artist |

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Let the wolves run

Let the wolves run

I run faster

Let the wolves run 

I am stronger

Sure of myself 

I flex the muscles of my mind

No need to hide

I expel hexes in one breath,

You may not enter

Nor commit the theft 

Of my soul

You are uninvited 

Release the hatred from your heart

Vengeance is a waste of energy

To be enlightened is to be smart 

And rise above, rise!

I a...

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The Blue World Below

As I eagerly watch my TV set, the

commentator describes for us another world;

‘Forests of kelp flourish in shallow waters

in warm turquoise sea bed villages

Giant fronds rising up to heady heights

creating crowded thickets of life that

fight for food and space to survive

  However the enemy in the shape

of sharp spiky sea urchins, descend quickly,

feeding endlessly off t...

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Twisted shield

In shadows deep, a tale of love concealed,

He lied about her death, a twisted shield.

To protect her fragile heart from cruel strife,

He wove a web of fiction, secret life.

 

A marriage hidden, veiled from prying eyes,

A clandestine affair, a false demise.

For unseen foes sought to destroy their bliss,

He chose deception, sealed with a lover's kiss.

 

But now, accepta...

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Also by Watts:

She didn't die | Heartfelt request | Precious gems | Love pangs | Answers for confusions | compos mentis | suspended in a state of convalescence |

Ode to Joy

Our Joy has left us. Should we say goodbye?
Not while we smile recalling what she said;
not while the sharp remembrance of her eye
surprises us through all the days ahead;
not while the greenest branches of her tree
still show her love for living and for learning;
not while each grandchild welcomed on her knee
holds hope the world should never tire of turning;
not while our Joy lives on. T...

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Also by Marnanel Thurman:

Show me your fingers |

These places

I love these places, the eclectic mix of tongues and stonewall faces, the words,  the prose, the poems, the stories that are told, unfold.

It's fully feasible that we are fish out of water, swimming against the tide the storm can swell and drag us under, a raft of spoken words behold their wonder, leading to calmer shores through rhyme and reason,  lapping against dry sunkissed lips, parched, t...

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RICH

Reaching for happiness

Intrinsic

Capturing esteem

Heartfelt

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Also by Lorraine Settanni:

soar |

Maybe in Another Universe

Maybe in another universe I would have felt the tightness of our embrace,

the way you held me close to you,

and I would have known sooner,

and recognised the feeling of being safe in your arms,

the same feeling I felt in every other universe.

 

Maybe in another universe I would have recognised you immediately,

I would hug you back tighter, squeeze you just a little closer,

...

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Also by Bernice:

A Thought for the Future | One Day |

love

meandering transfixed sans temporal landmarks (24/10/2022)

every day
it’s all
the same.

together, it blurs. coagulates.
fills furrow-trod brain grooves
like grout. experience withers

on the vine, in the leaves, leaves
little brittle dust-skeletons
decomposing on the bathroom tile

so deficient they can’t grow a garden—
only this greying grieving heaving
metastasising mass breathing

again again again
once more once more
the same the sa...

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Also by Cade Crescenzo:

n. an act or instance of damaging or altering something radically (03/02/2024) |

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I’m that friend

Yes, I’m that friend that’s mean but true.

Forever trying to look out for you.

 

I’m that friend that’s firm but fair,

But at the end of each heartbreak, I’m always there.

 

I’m that friend that will constantly scold you to see,

That you’re not being the best you that you can be.

 

I’m that friend that calls you a fool;

When you let everyone else use you like a broken...

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Also by F.Jae:

Left behind |

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February 2024 Collage Poem: Strange Notes

Proud cufflinks punch drunken bees

fires of furniture at number 92

a sword of death a copper kettle

tick tock tick tock and the

glory of untamed flowers

who love to dance.

 

United in flames, the music bringing you

together, footnotes in history

 

Winnie the Pooh is still dancing

 

motes of morning light on the edge

of a life show doilies and discounted cake...

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There was something by P

There was a boy.

When he had a dream.

The dream was so distant.

It began to distance things.

 

They asked how he felt.

He replied cold when there is no snow.

He wanted a flower.

The weather did not let it grow.

 

There was a boy.

A Garden filled with beautiful flowers.

He had tools and every hoe.

A beautiful bouquet tied with rope.

 

They asked for a gi...

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Rocky Road

My journey of healing begins

Trekking along a rocky road of unhealed traumas

Breathing slowly, inhale, exhale!

Tear filled eyes, liquid dreams wash away right before me

Asking myself, who am I now?

And, who do I want to be? 

Against my will, my mind flickers through memories past,  

Confronted with my shadow

Refusing to flee, I learn to cope with the density

Leaving room...

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Burn Baby Burn

Burn baby burn

Why you holding onto that tub?
Where you gonna rub that greasy stuff? 
Slap it on your dick, make it slick, you make me feel sick. 
Stick it in your brother
Would you do this to any other?
Incestuous meetings, strange greetings, two hearts beating down an alley, acting pally, why you dilly dally? Making out you're just playing when all the time you are laying
together slowl...

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Zeitgeber

I can relate to a fractured sense of self

The pedestal you put yourself on to jump off of.

The intensity of vision

That either collapses or dissipates the more you try to look through it.

The oscillation between two opposing sentiments,

One good and one bad.

Slowly finding yourself harder to be around.

The desire to distill intermittent waves of humor,

The will to maintain ...

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The Thirty Six Hour Erection

The Thirty Six Hour Erection

 

As I perused the Grimstone Echo

In the classified ads section

One advert really caught my eye

For a thirty six hour erection

Bouncy Castle Bill had branched out a bit

And did other things on the side

Including the thing in the advert

For a huge inflatable slide

For the princely sum of thirty five quid

He’d bring the thing on site

...

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Piñata

So much candy in that box, look at all my cousins and neighborhood friends standing in line just waiting for me to hit the piñata with a dollar store metal broom, did you decide you wanted to race for the sugar? I staunchly stand beside my controversial theories, the earth is really made of paper mache, we treat natural resources like candy, straight to the point I pray when the water is cold, dec...

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Also by Michael Morales:

“In sterquilinus invenitur” |

Broken wings

Feathers stuck in the cage

Yet melody that soothes

Watching her flying friends

Spreading wings in the sky stage

Giving the luxury life

With food and shelter

No worries of hunt or hunter

Living with the broken wings alive

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cobwebs

there’s cobwebs

on your side of the bed.

not the same bed,

across state lines

in a town by the coast

where no one knows our names.

I am afraid to disturb them,

to make a space as unfillable 

as the miles between my window

and the haunting moon.

I am afraid most days,

as memory slides into silk shadows

lurking on the edges of rest

like cobwebs

on your side

...

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Daffodils

When I first met you, I knew a few things pretty soon 

I knew once you walked in, you were the only person in the room 
 
Our meet cute was a bit awkward, but I also felt relaxed 

You took my wifi password, I stared at your "come marry me" ass 

I knew you had a nice smile and you were missing one dimple 

Well I'm not perfect either 

I have a huge left nipple. 

I knew I wanted t...

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I’m Sorry I’m Not A Musician

 

and that you have to pay attention, sit and listen,

that you feel you cannot clap or click,

sing or dance or move,                                                                         

that I cannot let you lose yourself in rhythm.

 

That I can’t buzz bass deep in your belly,

melt your skeleton to jelly,

that I will not lift you clear from your daily woes and fears,

...

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Love

Love doesn’t come

In the glint of an eye

Love doesn’t run

Or make you cry

 

Love hides in mysterious places

Amongst a crowd of a thousand

Faces

Loves finds it’s home

In peculiar spaces

 

Love is content

With quiet moments

The saddest days

Are when love 

Cements

 

It strokes your hair

And dries your eyes

It listens and promises

To always b...

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