Donations are essential to keep Write Out Loud going    

Ravi Shankar Died The Other Day

Earthwide rhythms, the gentle whisper

erupts in new and beautiful

usualless jewels.

 

Sounds that move mountains

and within

it contains the sun,

the rain: it breaches seasons,

 

relieves all cause and worry,

redeems all meaning.

 

Intuitive music,

selfless twists of genius.

 

Some quiet and some

with aching gales.

 

A platf...

Read and leave comments (1)

A Close Call Scenario

Deer perks up stares around in all directions.

Fails to see

The Lion in the Distance.

Deer presumes feeding.

Lion moves

paw by paw

devouring the Earth with delicate steps.

Every method of skulk and treasured

jewellery feet.

 

Claws clip and

chance the branches

fallen a million

years before

and now the shadow

of death resembles sunlight...

Read and leave comments (1)

The Memory of Tongues

One for all,

all for nothing.

 

Sweet winter cools the dry

of summer nights and splintered

dreams that shadow

 

endless preying hours.

Sleep

 

the poor man's weed,

a fortress of leisure

til wake forsakes you.

 

Outside the shattered leaves fall silent.

Wet glass batters petal echoes.

 

What is the world?

 

Why?

 

...

Read and leave comments (2)

Foreign Island Dream

Last night my

symbiote showed me

a soft summer kiss

in a foreign island

dream.

 

A blue eyed english girl,

mushroom picking,

legs entwined

and shrugless.

 

It showed me

the slowing world

of my other

 

self.

 

I am not one.

We are many, yet

too few to name.

 

As I remember this, it

must recall

what I fail...

Read and leave comments (0)

Rain and Mind

Rain and mind are one.

They fall, affect nature,

uptake and

deteriorate

statues.

 

Rain and mind are one.

They kill and maim

with enough time.

 

Rain and mind are one.

 

I think of this

as Chopin flicks another

kind finger

towards the moon.

Read and leave comments (2)

Summer Darkness

As soon as you open your eyes

you realize the purple of dawn

peeps for insects

in the wet stalk morning.

 

A grizzle of fuzz for nature,

the ritual constant

buzzing of magpie eyed

beasts release their

nightmares on the breeze.

 

Come forward child.

Do not be afraid

of your reflection.

 

Tip a finger fo...

Read and leave comments (2)

A Child Divides

A child divides the second

it is born

into infinite places.

 

All our usual selves

carry out the menial statures.

 

Some will die,

some will live forever.

 

Our multiversal persons

protect and extract

savagely and in the most

perfect, foremost differences.

 

A child divides

because man, woman,

beast and lover

 

breed in...

Read and leave comments (1)

Shy Jupiter

Jupiter ribbons

link of ebb slow tease the leer

rampant ore mush soft

in slight shines.

 

Another sly solve

sullen flaxen curfew peaks,

assures the form

allows it

to be alone.

Read and leave comments (1)

The Singing Cage

For Mahmoud Darwish

 

Frail.

Right.

All drawl cause in brave peev.

Bright in shallow space, sure

like death in exile

few follow you

to the singing cage.

Read and leave comments (1)

One Way

Sun shelf clouds lead heavy,

triasic rain mends the mind,

rings the ear.

 

Somebody pressed the button on the bus

 

to get off

they leave

and another

gets on

but

 

this time the sun

decides to erupt.

 

Solar flare.

Children to fire,

the driver melts

a damp neck slower, top deck

screams, greedy crawls

 

and still

...

Read and leave comments (2)

Q nome.

 

It was the mollusc that destroyed us. Q nome in particular.
And once we discovered the secret to livin...

Read and leave comments (2)

Everything Is Not Going To Be Okay

I am not asleep.

Just past half five a.m. I am less than gravetized.

Little white dust, a lust for pure thought, an edge or

some disfigurement. An absolute poem

that will make a freak of time and jazz

is the protagonist aware of the power it holds

on these insane moments

of sniffed muse and

skin dropped silver bombs.

 

Because sometimes I am that child ag...

Read and leave comments (1)

Three Cruel Penguin Scenarios

#1

It bites. Infant. Baby penguin poached

and now escaping. Not cruel for biting, cruel

for gloating the carcass with random scatterings

in some yet to be discovered ancient animal

revenge ceremony.

 

#2

Penguin pet of leading

scientist accidentally gets injected

with new strain of cognition

manipulators. Becomes

sexually deviant immediately and

...

Read and leave comments (1)

Pink

Bloat face pearl

drowned in

pink

skirt floats up

legs

open

assured

with

smooth current laps

under

neath a

wreathing now

for bracing

a break

of light

in the peak

collapse a tip it

silvers

just below

a flurry

of lashes

and duck beats.

Read and leave comments (0)

Dark Is Control

Smooth as

burnt skin parts

on

Winter trampolines.

 

A clamour

of

cause and curfew,

brutal

 

the way shade rapes

all light and seeing

 

yet free

when dark

is control.

Read and leave comments (1)

The Sleek Reprisals of Organised Wheelchair Gangs

They need something to do.

They need something to.

They need something too.

They need something.

They need.

They.

They need.

They need something.

They need something too.

They need some thing two.

 

They need some thing, two.

They need,

some

thing to

do due.

 

They need some thing

two

due.

Read and leave comments (1)

Pianos Laugh For Dead Elephants

Pianos laugh

in this

sneaky jazz ritual.

 

Death in a good way they cry

total annihilatory

and beautiful

with little gift rhythms.

 

Pianos grin

with

smug unexpectancy,

they grope first

the notes

and

somehow

they are more impressive

than the instrument itself.

 

Pianos laugh

a borrow of turmoil and closure

for l...

Read and leave comments (2)

Green

                                                                                                                                                            As far as the eye is relevant,

a sheet of green to wander.

Solid perks upright in the

wind.

 

               Slow

 

shade elevates the cause, young

love on crisping dew

picnic basket shards. It

 

 ...

Read and leave comments (1)

Blue

My eyes barely seperate as I lift myself up. To the window. I light a rolly. Nightmares from last night's weed. But it is not really a nightmare it is a memory of better times.

Hillview the place was called. An estate. My better self, a young tryer.

Coming home from school with my friends. A nice sunny joint. Meet up with the girlfriend later. I don't care about my posture. My teeth are...

Read and leave comments (1)

The Kidnap Subliminals

An available dilemma

comes to surface.

The wars and the arrogance

of generational

conditioning

diminishes

just under

7 billion.

 

Severe media and the

forever always

breakdown of the secret

takes full the reason

and kidnaps the planet

 

with little subtle

tilts, whispers

in our infant's ear

vacates a purpose

of freedom....

Read and leave comments (0)

Haik

Quelch.

Good word.

Quelch.

Read and leave comments (1)

Calm Fire Dream

Foxbodies all lined

up, covered

in bull silk you tally

fresh bone in sunny thunder.

 

Fake echoes bellow

deep

incriminating nature

a single screech,

a forehead forward

 

it calms a fire.

Read and leave comments (0)

Glum Pooch

Eyes like

dry

biscuits.

 

Ears flat

down,

dreary lopes

gloomed

 

in sorry faced

heat he

surrenders

a body

 

to break a

smile

for the sake

of passing children.

Read and leave comments (0)

Love The Cage

You are born once

Yet may die

at various times

in careless places.

 

Financial terrorism has taken

over wholly

just look

at Africa,

unstable

for simplicity of extracting

natural resources

 

replace it with debt

everywhere.

 

Best of all

economic slavery

teaches

the people, the pyramid builders

to love the cage

 

...

Read and leave comments (1)

Easy as.

Refuse solitude and

die slaves.

Read and leave comments (0)

Six Days

On the sixth day

I lost my.

Not in a ha ha way

not the good kind,

the crushed pink units

of powder seemed to

want me to leave

this place.

This death

wants me.

 

I thought no sleep would

make a writer

out of me

out of death

but

the world had an ending

I could not figure

and left me

shivering in the dark.

Read and leave comments (1)

Among Bone

Raw sockets flaw torn electric

skeleton brim skink.

Curlew pure a parry

for sad savages.

 

Where glows the breach for closing?

 

As the sky makes firm a death

in every second

for those

among bone.

Read and leave comments (1)

Neverless

There is nothing left to write but something true. So here it.

There is no feeling anymore. Feel. The world. Nothing.

Catalogue life or the sudden cool of foreign sun.

Not the way it is told in history books because what they forget is this. Us.

Take two hundred years and who are we?

Four hundred.

A thousand.

Our villians, not the public ones but our personal killers...

Read and leave comments (1)

N

It. And then the. Even if.

Because every single word is another person in their hand.

So what is the.

Where to go from here. There.

Nowhere. Now. No. N

All down to one. A point. What is the.

End it now. The phrase. End it. N.

 

Words mean less and less.

Real means. End it.

Letter. Even N.

Means nothing on its own.

Just an N in some deformed alphab...

Read and leave comments (0)

Then

Back then

the pen had joy to bring

in seven year fingers.

Each word a smile brought forward

the broadest of futures.

 

Light shone through

gaps in the beat of the rhythm

but it never mattered

because I was writing.

 

The world was enormous.

Space opened up in large doses

and everything meant more than just form.

 

Come back through the...

Read and leave comments (4)

25 Million Seahorses Killed For The Greater Good

So we can feel the cool slick of the river

and the moon glow deep in our sigh.

So that every child may grow

up in their gentle

with rhythm in their smiles.

 

So the air is a wisdom of lungs,

a full and complete

source of dreams to render.

 

So that tomorrow has a place for us

in the trees, in the sky.

So life is the pleasure of every.

 

Th...

Read and leave comments (0)

Gallile

Part 1

 

"They said it was impossible to reach the Aurelis Galaxy" He stands bead eyed. Left arm missing. A massive plasma in the background with flicking images. He continues

"And now just over 100 years later we have not only reached this galaxy we have landed on a beautiful planet with both feet." A smile broads across his face. The room cheers. Claps. Seventy or so humans and 3 ...

Read and leave comments (1)

The Quiet Conveyer Belt

1                           2

   quiet                      quiet

   uqiet                      tquie

   uiqet                      etqui

   uieqt                      ietqu

   uietq                      uietq

   quiet                      quiet

Read and leave comments (4)

They The System

The system we have chosen has left us.

A glitch worth more dead than beating,

Divides with time's inheritance.

 

The system we spoke of is silent.

Cruel mutes of the new order

Cradle the hush of hungry places

And the streets are eating all the screams.

 

The system we believed in

Is not even a system.

It is a human being.

A shake of hands.

A c...

Read and leave comments (3)

Raft

I shall sellotape

Every rejection letter

Together

To make a raft

And float

To New York.

Read and leave comments (3)

Future Smut For Cardboard People

Burn as it will

The last few moments

Of the fire.

Electric blue tip brim.

Pure anonymous carnage,

Tiny fixed points colliding,

Atomic rage.

Nuclear grope the clean fear,

Secret, political hand of fate.

Future smut for cardboard people.

Read and leave comments (1)

Like A Child In A Bath Of Knives

Where once a child stood full in wonder

Of a yellow day's caress

And the dark starfield light could

All but relish

In the finite sky.

Surprise in the form of knowing

Each book read eclipsed a question

Heard not answered

 

As the poor drugs of poetry

Did little to benefit query

Just left the grasp half collapsed

Between lost and drowned.

 

...

Read and leave comments (3)

A Priest For Our Time.

She looked good at the funeral. Classy mascara. It rained sly drops, beating as the banter of whispers shook slow.

A bit high. That dress. Youngest one there with a half on. Tights at least. No.

Then Father Whatshisface, pietic clone, could be anyone, steps fourth out of a brella

"If there's anyone here who thinks these two should not be married then, no wait."

Father Drunkatnoo...

Read and leave comments (0)

Thank Fuck

"Thank fuck not like thank fuck" he says tipping a fly mid air. 800 eyes apparently. Lazy.

"But thank fuck like a thank fuck y'know, a thanking fuck." Gratitude. That's how he begins the story. New and slouching.

"He'd been mayor for exactly 7 minutes when it happened." he felt the needle go in. Morphine more feel. A yellow curtain dripped last night's exhales.

"One of a twin, the c...

Read and leave comments (2)

12 The Research Institute Of Radical Genetics

Slim gall corridors

wordless menace yellow

New recruit mule of the north

OCD friendly

state fund grant file hired

brings two toasters wherever

clicks at 10 2 and 10 past

"if it don't i'm not me"

as long as it doesn't.....

On the hours roll

trickshot physics grated tracepaper

thick inky wise fingers

curling brows curl round restless

musculas te...

Read and leave comments (0)

Radio Warning

shshshshshshwe'reshshshshsof a killer on theshshshshshshshs

shshshsmidshshshshairshshshshpossmmmmmmweapshshshsh

shshshshshshshsifshshshshshshshnineshshshshshshshshshshs

Read and leave comments (1)

11 The Imaginator

Ear on mouseback.

thought quick burst through

lab all colour of white

sole pure technoid silver

screens in the basement equipped

a chamber of futures

he him built it in no time

feral forming face without a care

plans peeled ripped clean within

smooth touch soft silent mind.

Evenings of radical memory licking

lure tongue for slick books

curate, tic...

Read and leave comments (1)

Cute Slum Chick Jelly

Her twine soul cruel

beating fast in air

Of the future.

Marbel eyes, closed peaches

Soft slime blue

Whispers.

Touch the skin

Of her wonder

 

Or maybe

never again

To feel a warm hand

Break the lonely border.

The dream of her becomes

Nighmare evaporation,

An opened iris exits

That perfect end within

 

A thought that marks the...

Read and leave comments (1)

10 Anti Demagogy

Hurry study college collage

beakerpeeks readhappy

rest of class just struggle stagger

like walk tubed legs he tries

to forget not regret her to let here

become lovely with logic.

All a's all owned

astute mute student

self to self kept

rigid equasive

ready finish swelling petri dishes

heart in future flux funny

quiet muse room

shale shade apart...

Read and leave comments (1)

9 Lov

It reads:

"Love hates those who fail to follow.

It alienates those incapable by mind or form to obtain it

Therefore love is a dictatorship.

I am leaving you, he him, for the monk

You know the one.

I got funky with God and burnt my feet.

Please refrain from caring about me

and never trust a man in robes.

 

PS thanks for the leg."

 

He him sits clin...

Read and leave comments (1)

8 The Buddha Gun

Spare room stone floor cold

sweat shakes downfluid

she waits, breaking

sparring forceful monkwhispers

deep headholes gelled skull gapes

iris hush mercurian

let jesus in, between

give god the right, behind

wet leaf brain cruel mush

residue

frail days and furry nighthands

the hands of god in the silent sheets

she her lets the dove fly

soulgroome...

Read and leave comments (1)

7 The Drawing Of Lines

Weeks of peace increase in creases

she her climbs hi silence

taps open crate one after one

tiny heaven powder crywhite smiles

but he him knows it goes no other

pupes diluted flywide sweetnoon

light corrupts further and for her

life in morning lines more more the monster

curse her coathanger hips

and the fables of her eyes round as black holes

he cannot de...

Read and leave comments (1)

6 Sweet Hallucine On The Dink Dark River

Deal agreed produce placed

powder and various shrooms

strapwrangled

in a crate of plates

antique now less

she her has her way with a hairclip

tips quick open one and two

thickrich mushy fungal pillars

from a crate and chews and choose

he him grinsleeps on the soft laps

of the dink dark river

covered in wait

but she's up up for love

nature the ...

Read and leave comments (3)

5 Blue Mule

Streetsleeping.

both bare cruel grill fumes

airing on the clench

he him spent every penny on a promise

take back matter of tick tock

textbook traits of tit for tat

standstranded pursehat stopcornered 

in rags for discards, rollys

when allsudden speakheaded to them

bowler hat man prospects illegal approaches

"You'd fit a kilo in that leg"

(words move b...

Read and leave comments (1)

4 Monk Discussion

Stringyleg pimp retired to the green

country corn air.

She gives last paycheque rolling

uphill booring the knolls

of burdenmoney past to her

for time the tears of grey gave up

now a smile a new front

a new him raw hate

musculas in forms to clear

good leg weather for killing

little taily mus or muzzle

fimble sun face forward

she gleets for the gone

...

Read and leave comments (1)

Show more entries …

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message