Poetry Blog by Jacqueline Phillips
Big Sal on Living My Own Death (Wed, 18 Apr 2018 02:42 pm)
Big Sal on Rebellion On High (Fri, 13 Apr 2018 11:41 pm)
on Living My Own Death (Thu, 1 Feb 2018 08:19 am)
Hide behind fake words and pictures
in a world of look who I am,
ensure that the truth is not fully shown
with a 140 character span.
Anything posted must be designed
to provoke those possessed of no brain,
either that or be vacuous egotistical tripe
from your life which we’ll all find inane.
Be sure to entice with a headline
or a statement to only infer,
friends and followers forced ...
Sunday 4th February 2018 12:46 am
I can tell you exactly when it happened. I was sat on one of those plasticy leatherette chairs. You know the ones, they have them in all hospitals, they're easy to wipe clean if someone has a little accident. I had my hand clasped about my wife's fingers and though I knew I was squeezing them too hard she didn't complain.
She, the doctor that is, or should I say consultant? Anyway, she leant in...
Wednesday 31st January 2018 4:43 pm
I remain broken
Soft, baby pink.
Gentle, rose petal pink.
Full of love, heart shaped pink.
Lipstick for the ladies pink.
Sickly-sweet icing pink.
Prim and proper,
don’t get your dress dirty,
“You’re such a girl,” he jokes,
As I refuse the offer, of one of his, ‘smokes.’
His eyes alive wit...
Wednesday 24th January 2018 10:18 am
True punk is testicles on the table,
True punk shocks and shames,
True punk tells no lies,
True punk shouts,
True punk exhibits,
True punk hurts,
Someone stole punk’s rebellion,
Someone stole punk’s crusade,
Someone stole punk’s soul,
And then spat it in punk’s face.
The pureness of punk’s anger,
The naivety of punk’s war,
Monday 23rd May 2016 12:25 pm
A two finger salute to reverance
I say fuck to peace on earth
Let the meek and mild rise up
And take paradise for all it's worth
Harmony be broken
Revelation anger filled
I pray angels turn to demons
In none acceptance of what's willed
Harps be smashed by celestial choirs
Halo's smeared with shit
In protest against self proclaimed lords of fate
On glory of heaven I...
Monday 25th April 2016 10:04 pm
In trousers short, in summers long,
We played our games.
We talked, in voices breaking,
We heard together the call of country,
As boys we signed our names.
We would be the heroes.
As men we sat united,
Within walls of dirt,
Yet still somehow,
We were still those boys,
Together to the end.
I spoke t...
Saturday 2nd April 2016 2:18 am
Ink reflects both ego and id
Thought, the sole control
Environ and gene seek to outbid
Their versions to extol
Words, the colours shining
Scurry from past unknown
Mind pictures defining
From nerve seeds sewn
No perfect is created
Acceptance of best seen
Complete is left unsated
As is the poets dream
Thursday 31st March 2016 10:45 pm
My head hurts
My mind talks
Too full of black scribbles
The detrite true
Moves to the fore
The real I am
Brings down the scab encrusted curtain
Upon the show pretense
Every silent sound
Every nearly touch
Every eternal second
Every empty breath
My pathetic grows with helping hands
My unworthy shouts to loving wo...
Sunday 13th March 2016 7:05 pm
Friday 11th December 2015 12:51 pm
The festive lights sparkle
The eyes of my strangers
I assimilate insensibly
For it is dark where I am
And they do not understand
Why there is no tree
Innocent laughter tears
From warm-hearted tokens
My gift is emptiness
For it is cold where I am
And he doesn’t understand
Why there is no tree
Smiles of c...
Wednesday 9th December 2015 2:01 pm
Aliens In Transit
My split end hair trips the light fantastic as
it freefalls down and around your nowhere
empty heart shaped hole. Winds of nutmeg
histories so similar as to add whimsy
to the turmoil of lust, build walls of solitude
…..Your contraband choices,
my suburban unset jam,
our firebird distractions…..
The train is at the station where choic...
Tuesday 29th September 2015 1:15 pm
In that location existed one junior male person bearing the title James although this was often shortened to an abbreviated form of address,
A person lacking in flesh to an extreme degree,
This juvenile lost his footing atop a small thin broken branch of a tree,
Which caused said adolescent fellow to go head over heels in a perpendicular manner from top to bottom into a gouge within the e...
Wednesday 22nd April 2015 11:45 pm
A little poem written with the help of my nine year old son Rhuiridh.
A young man who likes computing,
His Mum thinks he likes it too much,
The boy says he’s not on machines all the time,
Mum says that he talks double dutch.
Boy on the chair says, what does that mean.
His Mum says it means you talk such rot.
That isn’t fair the boy child said,
I’m not on computers a lo...
Friday 17th April 2015 12:14 pm
A whisper of jitter bug spiders’ builds,
In my mind, spinning humorous, tickling,
Threads of sticky dense fog. Spreading tendrils,
Of forgetful and unmotivated.
My musings and imaginings concealed,
Within obtuse membrane of silken loss.
Wednesday 8th April 2015 9:32 pm
I dreamt last night,
Of cool grass between my toes,
Tender breeze playing upon my naked, clean, fresh body.
I breathed deeply and I smelt the familiar musk of her,
Mixed with the vague aroma of perfumed hair.
I felt gentle breath upon my neck,
Caress of soft skin upon my own.
I felt peace.
But dreams are short,
Sleep a too rare luxury,
Tuesday 31st March 2015 11:30 am
Breasts gone wrong,
These thin forms with cuts and folds,
Edges curved and holes that catch.
On tips of unsighted fingers,
These solid shapes,
Rasp with gentleness.
Hardened and lacking in give,
One uncareful touch,
These so unfeminine forms.
So unfeminine form.
Aternative title: MASTECTOMY
Saturday 14th March 2015 7:47 pm
I reach past defences thin,
Sense the tingle in your skin,
Beyond the hurricane within,
I touch, I feel, I taste your sin,
And let the fire storm begin.
Worries easily whispered down,
Tenderly kiss away fears frown,
In my caress your senses drown,
Resistance loss, my hard sort crown,
Intoxicating bliss your gown.
With soft breath your fate is sealed,
In abandonment you yield,
Friday 13th March 2015 10:43 pm
Follower of the Sun,
Her liquid fingers caress,
She dances in diamond clothing,
Flirting with the overhanging foliage,
Taunting it with release.
Then passing on,
Its thirst for her,
Carrying fallen heroes,
Dressed in their angry uniforms,
Brown, Yellow, Orange, Red,
Swept up in he...
Wednesday 4th March 2015 3:16 pm
Random access memory is my good and my bad,
Random access memory is my launching pad.
It makes me smile at the oddest of times,
Then at the worst moment tells me of my past crimes.
Hiding my words when I need them the most,
Throwing me glimpses of unlooked for ghosts.
Telling me truths’,
Random access memory, my life, my demise.
Monday 2nd March 2015 10:32 am
Moss lifted from a lake will bleed water upon my feet,
Saved from drowning,
Crying to drown again.
Bittersweet, Bittersweet, Bittersweet the memory.
Hollowed out scars of abandonment,
Face their foe of remembrance,
Struggling in battle.
Bequeathed pain of loss shouts down recollection,
Reminiscence fights to fill void.
To remember is hurt,
To remember is to learn.
Thursday 26th February 2015 9:54 pm
Rock-fall face of granite cold,
Advocate of solidity,
Declarant of hard,
No passion will move,
No heat shall melt,
This God created, masculine geology.
Suicide precipice of spurned love,
Horizon of shadow,
Attention courting exhibit,
You shout your immortality,
Posing for notice,
Yet hiding, in nature’s stubborn silence.
You think yourself immovable,
You think ...
Monday 23rd February 2015 10:40 pm
Fear within, crawling through my skin,
Despise the fucking fear spewing forth its venom.
Terror strikes unbidden to petrify my mind,
Its snaking hands to tear what it may find.
Disquiet in beginnings, the dawn of my despair,
A lingering apprehension the bloody afterbirth.
Fantastic in its dreadfulness, delighting in my pain.
Horror, fucking horror as my fear turns me...
Friday 20th February 2015 1:55 pm
Incomprehension and circles of being,
Only a part of the picture is seeing,
Eyes often miss the ugly that's masked,
Visions of beauty so falsely grasped,
The spiteful repulsive may be just a whisper,
The feared execration a transparent blister,
Immoral conviction the vaguest foul odour,
Fractioned perception belies mediocre,
Allow heart and soul to absorb the entire,
Thursday 19th February 2015 4:58 pm
Inspired Bath Night by Travis Brow I thought I would share my own poems on the same theme.
Implausible the speed of hours passing,
Where and what were moments souvenirs?
The fruit of freedom turns sour before it is barely tasted,
Clouds with hues of duty threaten the remains of rest.
Garb of education, apparel of toil;
From baskets of interlaced branches they ca...
Thursday 12th February 2015 12:06 pm
Vanity conceals her beauty,
In covetousness she loses true,
Altered by wishes and longings supplied her,
She long since exchanged the natural for new.
The paints of disguise shout her lies to the viewer,
Convention cuts her desires in two,
Outer attractive displaying for notice,
Goddess within too scared to break through.
Thursday 5th February 2015 9:36 pm
Ee there lad,
Addle a grasp,
Pull yorsel together.
Aint nowt worse,
‘n a marrdy brat,
As what can’t andle t’weather.
A bit o’ cowd,
N’er did no ‘arm,
Minus five‘s likn barmy Spring day.
Ten foot o’ snow,
T’were norm in meh youth,
An’ y’d never hear nowt o’ this bray.
So stop all yer bawlin’,
An’ put on yer cap,
This frettin is mekin me vexed.
N’ if yer still chilled,
Then speak t’ ...
Monday 2nd February 2015 10:39 pm
Impossible clowns, the joke’s on you,
War painted joviality the world sees through.
Taking with a smile and slide of hand,
Using tricks to implement the truths’ you’ve planned.
Injecting audiences with slogan filled vaccines,
‘A Britain living within its means.’
‘Securing a better future,’ but just for the have’s,
The have-not’s must follow alternative paths.
The tightrope of debt walked b...
Sunday 1st February 2015 9:11 pm
Once upon a death-trap day,
I discovered me,
With knowledge of courage needed,
To set her free.
Free with all her beauty,
Transparent to those who loved,
Clear to all,
Who thought they knew,
The me I thought I was.
No more of the hiding,
Behind words of expectation,
Once upon a death-trap day,
I became my own creation.
Sunday 1st February 2015 12:12 am
When first the man next door arrived,
We shook our heads, we rolled our eyes,
With shaven head, tattoos and scars,
The man next door.
As time went by, opinion altered,
Gradually got to know this rugged man,
Always a smile and a shout hello,
The man next door.
If sun did shine, no matter season,
Upon the grass he’d float in beams of light,
His love of catchin...
Friday 30th January 2015 11:49 am
Sun through window,
I stare into space,
Blank mind like empty canvas.
Failed slaughterer of time.
Cold coffee untasted,
I look at unread my emails,
and ignore them.
Friday 16th January 2015 9:50 am
He whispers in my ear,
With words contrived to change opinion.
Long, spindles of fingers,
Reach into my brain,
The shocks of his sorcery.
He tells his story, with whispered murmurs,
Using the language of his creator.
Goes beyond expectation, 'til at last his spell is woven,
And the memory of his touch,
Leaves me yearning,
Wednesday 14th January 2015 11:49 pm
The lights are dim,
The band plays loud,
The audience are the usual crowd.
There's John and Jim against the bar,
Commenting on the lead guitar.
Leanne sits with her best mate Sam,
Shouting over the music, how she loves her man.
Her man, Brad, is at another table,
Flirting with a lass named Mable.
Then Wobbly Bob staggers over the floor,
Empty glass in his hand as he o...
Tuesday 13th January 2015 1:08 pm
I am noise and thought,
I am not who I ought.
I am freedom,
I am fight,
I am the smallest glimpse of starlight,
In the deepest, darkest, stormy night.
Because of fear,
In spite of fear,
The death of hate and ignorance,
Is what keeps me alive.
I speak for the minority,
A voice for words feared spoken.
With ink and web,
My words are spread,
And your weak bullets are broken.
Monday 12th January 2015 3:58 pm