Poetry Blog by Mr LEON STOLGARD
Lay on the graffiti sprayed park bench the homeless drug addict
pale, withered his face, stained and tattered his clothes
had he been a teacher, tradesman, bank manager
how then did he lose his way do you suppose?
Just out of prison once more, unwilling to learn lessons
physically, sexually abused in there then freed but still coping with strife
who was to care for him, have...
Wednesday 5th August 2020 10:49 am
The way that snow fall's
is in a hushing.
In the white-topped hedge
a bedraggled collection of nest building material,
all that is left of what once was home to its feathered occupants now long gone
doubtlessly having fought turbulent ways to
In the slushed street
a woolly clad boy pulling his sledge
to a deeper snowed on location, peers ...
Monday 3rd August 2020 10:52 pm
with our companion, joy
a boy we assumed would never age
how he wonderfully filled each days page, and how he led the dance!
enhancing the youthful stage with light and love
while above, dreams flew just waiting to be caught
no thought of reality had we carrying on the naive act
blind to the fact that the spectre of time was unimpressed
never did we guess of t...
Sunday 2nd August 2020 11:07 pm
When annihilated all that time was to bring
and the ever occupied bird of deaths last flight takes to the wing
Sun, Moon, Stars, on who then to shine
as resulting Armageddon rising in its prime
witnesses our total absence from this Earth
and of Nature has removed all of its worth
then, life goodbye and all human rights
and every forthcoming queuing off-stage day and ensuing ni...
Sunday 2nd August 2020 3:03 pm
Now of mind through time aligned
to accept and respect the parallel of death
his stark irrefutable sweeping breath
carrying our souls into enigmatic spaces
unknown places where beliefs may end
that once did infer
how foolishly we clung
to myths and gods that never were.
Saturday 1st August 2020 10:47 am
I saw her from a distance
sadly gazing up and around
the star-studded natural gift shop window
of the night sky
as though looking for something
to help stop the tears.
But I wouldn't weep if I were her
I would let the Moons meditative charisma
induce the healing powers of slumber
into those weary eyes
brimmed with the liquidity of despair
so will she...
Thursday 30th July 2020 8:47 pm
subsiding into whispering adagios
conducted by Mother Nature
for liquid fingers to play widely across
golden grained keyboards.
Wednesday 29th July 2020 12:36 pm
Lift the lid of a long-ago childhood.
Reach into the desperately sad contents.
Take out the child figure of a small boy and
stand him looking out of the window of a filthy stinking kitchen.
See the tears dropping from his young eyes
at the end of each days watching from that window
days in which he hoped he would see
his runaway Mother coming back home for good, getting o...
Monday 27th July 2020 9:13 pm
( Peter Green-blues guitarist co-founder of Fleetwood Mac who died yesterday )
Dampened reminiscent ardours
seeing him bereft of coolness
electro-convulsively shocked clean of narcotics
( his twilight world candy )
exchanged for fattening but legal medication.
Sending his glazed gaze over our gatherings
all reserves of the glory days drained away
any thirsts of l...
Sunday 26th July 2020 5:32 pm
I don't have them
Ohhhh! don't listen to him!
Saturday 25th July 2020 9:30 pm
Small in stature
but she speeds like
a two-toned projectile
at an astonishing rate.
She can work the field and farm
with almost human conscientiousness.
To her, the heights of any wall or fence
You will never see tiredness or unwillingness in her eyes
only the enjoyment of devotion and duty
and a keen readiness for the whistle
or the ne...
Friday 24th July 2020 4:20 pm
On the shore's edge
still deeply in love with all I am seeing
I open my arms
as if wanting to embrace
the whole beautiful scenario
and standing there
before the altar of the sun
like a potential bridegroom
I am whispering my vows.
Thursday 23rd July 2020 9:22 pm
Dark dream river.
Oh! the very thought of you!
wherever you are going
take me with you.
other than predictable
but take me with you.
you will never stop
and I will tell you
that little do your
strange waters know
but I have always
belonged to them.
Wednesday 22nd July 2020 11:53 pm
'Surely not!' I say to myself
( having obeyed the sat-nav directions )
as I drive into the entrance of this gargantuan dilapidated Victorian architectural building
but I am soon to be surprised that it still functions as a hospital!
Once inside and hearing the rickety sounding lift
does nothing to tempt me to put a foot inside it.
I take to the stairs, your whereabouts here ...
Wednesday 22nd July 2020 2:41 pm
Only a foolish heart stands by while the beast of loneliness gnaws at it
and decides to suffer such pain till they die
ignores the cloud with even the smallest of silver lining
to anything of beauty turns a blind eye
nothing of help will they accept for all time
no vows of self-improvement by them will be said
poor are their souls untouched by rejoicing
any paths to happi...
Friday 17th July 2020 7:13 pm
Glowing windows stepping their ways down and terracing
the valley hillsides, flickering in the distance like fireflies
until surrendering to the superior congregation of darkness.
Sheep, effigies of godliness, whitely contrasting with the tenebrous gloom
bleating vocal anthologies of pitifulness.
An Owl unfolds and paley ascends
predatorily ghosting the wind whispered f...
Wednesday 15th July 2020 1:18 am
Child to woman, of the road,
a life smelling of woodsmoke.
Untamed wayfarer, wild as the wind, hard as rock.
Upholder of the old traditions.
Traveller unburdened by time, unwearied by inclement weather.
Steeped in the priority of loving horses and all things natural.
Vagabond follower of the liberated hearts directions.
Dance partner of Mother Freedom...
Monday 13th July 2020 5:19 pm
A beam rotates, cuts through the spray lashed wind howling night
whitely knifing a path to darkness sever
a stony tapering guardian announcing danger to those sailing too close by
should they if blown off course, come to shore, so mistakenly an endeavour
where at the foot of this ground rooted one-eye brightened giant
sea periphery blanketed foam disguised
the wreckage hung...
Sunday 12th July 2020 5:07 pm
Now that I have finally killed all my regrets
with so so strong and bright a determination like a sun that never sets
given times more precious valued purpose to nought but the wonders of life and love
fitting as perfectly and forever as does an awoken hand in true realisations glove.
Saturday 11th July 2020 11:32 pm
In the-EFFU UPYURZ STINKHOLE-night club
with demonic profanities daubed on every wall
before I knocked another short back
I knocked a scrubber off up against the filthy s**thouse wall
she only charged a quid a screw, this was my lucky day!
but when she added ' that's plus VAT '
I said ' yer wot! no ! way!
so I had to watch this crafty cow, thinking she had the measur...
Friday 10th July 2020 7:50 pm
Oh yes! I know they're up there
but the little !!!'s won't come down and out
maybe its because my name isn't Coleridge, Wordsworth, Dickinson
those poets that so many with very good reason rave the ! about
So, okay, you clever !'s
keep yourselves to yourselves
but one day I'll build the ( has to be )
longest metaphorical ladder in the world
and you lot can...
Wednesday 8th July 2020 8:29 pm
A deeper prolonging hunger has seized my mind since greedily having read
of so many noble masterpieces which long have and will so yet and far beyond
retain their golden worth it must be said
Across the years and ever, even unto the last
with sylvan word by word, verse by verse
is my soul touched by the great men and women poets of the past
no matter how distant it may ...
Tuesday 7th July 2020 4:58 pm
Hers are spheres of a life and love I immeasurably desire
orbiting around this soul, this heart, this mind
beloved encircling rotations I pray never expire
but draw nearer to my inner world and there its truth to find
that more reverence to her yet within me dwells
in unrelenting tidal form
day by day a sweet tsunami of liberation come to divinely swell
if any imprisoni...
Monday 6th July 2020 9:13 pm
FREE WOOD-( it reads )
labelled on large boxes
outside ' Johnsons Timber '
there as a result of the usual circular saw trimming to size procedures
those ' trimmings ' for recycling purposes by anyone inclined to use them.
I remember seeing
the sawdust eyebrowed old Mr Johnson refilling the boxes
dust mask propped on his thin-haired head
like a little party hat
Monday 6th July 2020 4:21 pm
Glowering, these thunderously threatening skies
descending over the darkening clouds reflecting Sea
sullen does become this days demise
shall the night's continuance not dissimilar be?
Oh Sun! oh Sun! though you have left us alone, may you brightly hasten! hasten!
to meet the ghost of dawns resurrection on the morrow cast
while in slumberings, our consciousnesses are gently overc...
Sunday 5th July 2020 9:02 pm
Doubtless, it is that we are mere pawns
nevertheless how we cling to self-pride
some, while wearing faces facade veneered
keep secret the civil wars raging inside
do we own ourselves or are we owned
by an unseen force covertly playing with our fates game
helplessly are we moved about on or removed from the field of play
to be glorified or glory denied and depending on belief,...
Saturday 4th July 2020 8:19 pm
She wept and wept in her dimly lit bedroom
illuminated slightly by, was it a pitying star?
but the fractional glow in the dead gloom
weakened like the hopes in her heart time would mar,
Across the bed no longer his presence
once there had shared in their desires
his loves heartwarming flow deep and incessant
gone now the romancing flames of his soul's fire.
Friday 3rd July 2020 11:27 pm
Time to get into my metaphorical armour
reach for my imaginary lance
raise the portcullis and ride out
to engage in and dispel any Po'ish like chance
of overwhelming my superior word force
till literary death is inflicted on mine enemy so harshly severe
and reap not just the victory of poetic battle
but the fair hand of Queen Moongirl of my love she needn't fear
we shall th...
Friday 3rd July 2020 9:05 pm
A derring-do dashing young ( string pulling ) poet knighted by Prince Andrew Sir Po
because of the virus to his castles can't go
so these past weeks he spent
inside a hired ten pence a day tent
I can see him from the window of my warm bungalow
occasionally he accidentally sticks out his bare rump
that has a good facial likeness to Don Trump
and in the split down the middl...
Friday 3rd July 2020 5:26 pm
Diagnosed as being allergic to clothing
Doc insisted I must go about in the nude
to which I replied but won't I get arrested and tried
for being publically rude?
said he, my advice although you may find it not nice is the most you best be is foot-shoed
So obeying his medical order the next day naked stepped out
but having, not gone too far
a woman badly shocked as she went p...
Friday 3rd July 2020 11:27 am
He continues to be swayed by so much
by all wrongfulnesses
that it is not possible for him
in any way
to want to do any lasting good.
He goes on stooping
for the windfalls
from the trees of darkness
turning the corner of his old worn-out beliefs
finds there how to look deeper
into the tenebrous side of his soul
is to have the last dregs...
Thursday 2nd July 2020 9:14 pm
I can beat death to the punch if I want to
or go on wearing out the Earths skin
until she holds me in a clay fist.
Sometimes, I think I have wasted her supportive time
in acting, like the King of Clowns
pretending to look as though I really know myself
the real me I wake up as, to abuse at every given chance.
During the clocks subtractions,
I peck like a bedraggl...
Wednesday 1st July 2020 7:54 pm
When my youthfulness was running sweetly
and of age did not anticipate
assumed immortality my life be filled completely
not knowing, time the stranger would not wait.
With that stupidly blind assumption
any thoughts of death were furthest from my mind
but the ticking clocks consumption
had my grim guaranteed certificate duly signed
How shocked when my realisations...
Monday 29th June 2020 4:09 pm
She whose loving nature for me constantly blooms
dispersing all moping dreary December glooms
much needed her passionate warmth in these sleeting ice-bound days
sun goldenly brightened my heart, chased is any brooding
sadly blue or grey
at the hearth, of her soul's fire vacates for me a pl...
Sunday 28th June 2020 11:19 am
There she goes behind my back
there she goes again
not in my direction as should always be
instead and gamely towards dirty, minded men
but I will bide my time and, sacrifice my all
though suffering so deep within
for, to me, that is the strength of love
far stronger than that of any sin.
Saturday 27th June 2020 4:13 pm
I wonder if he
my hero John Winston that is
the rhythm guitar playing Beatle
assassinated husband of Yoko
would have agreed with having his beloved
psychedelically painted Rolls Royce
resprayed back to its original colour
of ( I'm presuming ) white
white as white goods
following his death?
And I wonder if that Beatle adored machine
is still rolling on
Friday 26th June 2020 9:17 pm
Mornings in the privacy of his high rise cold water flat
always found him staring lengthily
into the cracked shaving mirror
whose split reflection was once more to deny
any of his resemblances to youth
but the denial could not impede
his gifted ' dust my self down and start all over again' habit
that self-mocking grin at his facial wear and tear
not that impish k...
Tuesday 23rd June 2020 10:21 pm
When beholding the decaying scorn
of Autumns imposition on Summers spirit-lifting days and nights
no contempt of this season is within me born
no happiness within me takes to flight.
For oft when in my Autumnal walking ways have once more found
how wonderfully, fierily red and gold leaf carpets
beautify the woodland paths beneath my feet
knowing too of how those little l...
Monday 22nd June 2020 3:03 pm
My buddy, 'Charlie Chop Shop'
top guy at cannibalising scrap vehicles
of any age, any model
meticulously, surgically, goes about his
Frankensteining of parts and body panels
into Mad Maxian fast and furious beasts
that become famed for their zany designs
to roaringly eat up every unlimited sped mile after mile
and the resprayed colours?
why, Demonic red...
Sunday 21st June 2020 10:38 pm
Perturbed by love and lovelessness strangely mixed
knowing too well of she who smiles for me
while her heart plays tricks
deceitful her passion, yet siren-like her call
so much this desire of mine for her overwhelms my cautions all
seeds of love I have planted prayed they would grow and please
hoping rewards to come would be fully rich in truth
not like of old her cruel ways t...
Sunday 21st June 2020 11:38 am
becalmed as any ocean
untroubled by tempestuousness.
Sulphorously black brushed
quarried stone houses
are keeping themselves to themselves for now
no smokey quills
from ignited peat or log fire
leaves a single chimney
no dreamers depart their dreams
or cats uncurl from their cosy beds
and as the dust's of domesticity settle
Saturday 20th June 2020 9:26 pm
On a mist free Yorkshire Dales day
you can see the grass cropped hillside evidence
of where sheep have been.
Their woollen locks due for shearing
soon will Shepards, Collies and their canine cousins
frequent the scene
to oversee the seven to eight-hour herding descent (!)
but how little recompense do farmers receive
for such hard labours in all inclement weathers ...
Friday 19th June 2020 8:59 pm
I shouldn't keep going back
to my past life
has been given the widespread advice
as if it were a shamed planet
of contagious uselessness
time and time again-dead time-ravaged
with nothing there but regurgitations of decay
for whatever purposes
I have in my weak, self-pitying
regretfully burdened mind
continuing to gravitationally ...
Thursday 18th June 2020 10:01 pm
Shrugging off Winters coat
and Spring will soon be holding hands with Summer
Leaves having fully detailed their presences
on once undressed trees
and I take in the air of happiness
brushing fields and lanes so closely
that it has almost become a garment
I am privileged to wear
It is a warmly appreciated repetition
of unwrapping Earths gifts
and so many other...
Friday 24th April 2020 10:03 pm
From the strange things I encounter
prone to Goliath-like falls
I must recoil
retreat from them all
and gain common sense
born in honest hearts and minds
permanently constructed with materials of clarity
not with ill-fitting words
incapable of landing in the right places
of my thoughts
but those clearer than spring water
rippling with gentle inspirat...
Thursday 23rd April 2020 10:52 pm
has wolfs teeth, stained
with the prey blood red
of the trust I afforded you
which is now a grievance
you have chewed me up and spat me out
too many times.
My loves death is almost complete
but I remain determined not to be denied
at least one small victory
determined to blunt the last bite of your lying words
and after doing so
look back b...
Thursday 16th April 2020 10:35 pm
I'd no sooner asked sleepy you to pass me one of my sweets
than you having thrust your hand into my bag
extended the packet towards me with a slight frown
as if to say ' I'm not your bloody servant! '
or was there some other underlying reason
that caused your the look of facial discomfort I wonder
simmering on the back burner of your mind?
so before I accepted them...
Wednesday 15th April 2020 5:10 pm
The waking flicker of your eyes
since you have risen from the sad dream charged
darkened haunts of unfathomable depths
where the remains of sunken loves
abide beneath that subconscious surface
you see and hoard their faces again
they are the burden of your hearts lost chances
still waiting as ever
to hold you in their wavering embrace...
Monday 13th April 2020 6:56 pm
Tenderly place yourself within me
calm and help satisfy our soul's unrest
let hesitations melt away
allow love to be our guest
In a secret concave of this summers meadow
bedded are we on deep, sweet floral scented grass
let us be at one with passionate pleasure
as the cares of the day uncared for pass
Worry not about the world's problems near or far encircling
Saturday 11th April 2020 6:32 pm
There, is the grim reminding Mill tower
a dull giant, seemingly top-heavy with overcast grey clouds
and there are the troublesome youths at its feet
they have nothing but intentions to disturb in their minds
window smashing, obscene graffiti spraying, urinating anywhere
they have stolen the peace that was
combining their refusals to respect anything from the hard old days
Friday 10th April 2020 9:58 pm