Poetry Blog by Patricia and Stefan Wilde (2016)

Assad fodder

They,are the people dying

on dead streets.

 

Soon,they will be the people

that were.

 

Yet innocent,in every meaning of the word.

 

But they have become

our guilt.

 

Because,we didn't listen

because,we allowed ourselves

to be collectively,selectively

blind.

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© Stef Wilde 30th December 2016

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bejewelled monarch

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Deeply within,am I struck!

watching the shimmering flight,

of this gaudy projectile,iridescent diver,

speed fishing,flashing by O! so majestically!

 

No sooner,returned to perch

on the wispiest of branches,than in a trice, 

having contemplated his next targetted plunge

is gone! spear shaping his miraculously plumed body,

he pierces the rivers undulating face

in a dart...

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Cumulous and Co.

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See how they beautifully congregate

embracing each other

in white silence

 

vapourous cathedrals

softest of mountains

in a floating by landscape

 

an ethereal endless armada

of everchanging shapes

drifting en masse

without destinations

 

weightless wandering vessels

sailing on a dry azured ocean.

 

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disbelief

newborn,with our newborn companion,joy!

we thought a boy,who would never age

how he filled each days page for the soul, how he led the dance!

enhanced the early stage,with light and love

 

while above,dreams flew,waiting to be caught

no thought of reality had we,carrying on the naive act

blind to the fact,that the spectre of time,remained unimpressed

never did we guess of t...

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Visitations

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Vespertine,nocturnal onset

subverting,plaguing the bedraggled

dregs of light

forcing the day,to submit

to the sombrely,masked prelude

of nights full fluent,meshing of shadows.

 

In these blackening hours

strange thoughts arise

surreal sensings,of something universally free out there

ageless spirit's at play,

 

perhaps the messenger's of dream's,

inaudible il...

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goodbye the bikes

With your once heightened passion for speed

it was inevitable

that one day

you would be the man

who should have heeded

my warnings

but didnt

and I will be the woman

I expected I would be

having to listen

to your leather clad friends

trying half heartedly

to sing hymns

trying to console me

with bullshit.

This time

I wont waste my warnings

I'll jus...

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Queue

Something you were born in

that you can never leave

or pretend its not there at all.

An obligatory waiting

for a certain vehicle

that you will be made to board against your will.

 

I am not talking buses here

and I am not talking about any possibility

of a return journey.

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© Stef Wilde 14th December 2016  

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GO! little Gosling GO!

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They are required by nature

to follow

albeit in a dicing with death tumble

richochetting off jutting rocks

when Father calls up the precipitous cliff face

or preferably from high ledge to sea in one precarious plummet

predators do not allow a second chance!

 

Instinctively they peer into the unknown abyss.

Are they wishing they were made of something a lot heavier

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Infinitum

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Timelessness

an immortal invisibilty

abiding in everything everywhere

even within and immeasureably beyond

the pitiless realms of death.

 

Relentless traveller

greatly outdistancing

and indiscriminately retrieving

 

its short lived loan

from the futile graspings

of all things mortal

 

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© Patricia Wilde 24th ...

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After lighting a match

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Expectant opening of palms

lowered over the grate

as a little cheery smoky spiral ascends

to be scattered by icy winds.

 

From between kindle rafted logs

the ballet of flames begins.

Slowly the gaudy dancers

perform their combustible leapings and curlings

snaking around the dead wood

caressing it like witches fingers.

 

The crackling cacophony is under way

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Hearth for an avian

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Look sunward comes the golden remedy untrimmed which pours

thenceforward onto thy sill there sits

like cold dawns little bird though he be narrow ledged implores

to be blessed by the first beaming exhibits

 

Warmed departing doth he with joy

take to winging forth anew

the bright sunrise his high part employs

to enhance the freshly opening blue

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(Dis)member(er) of Parliament

His are not words expressing truth.

Not one of them will give away the devious way

in which their meanings are twisted.

 

He is not the singer

of whose voice would please Heaven.

He is not the actor who has no problem

in declaring his real self.

 

Neither and least of all could he ever be

the homeless person struggling to define life.

 

No!

 

He is the fat...

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Haiku: Death train

Black buffers loom

disbelieving passengers opening carriage doors

onto the platform of eternity

 

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© Patricia Wilde 16 November 2016 

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Towards revelation

Now of mind

through time aligned

to respect and accept

the parallel of death

its dark irresistable breath

carrying our echoes into enigmatic spaces

unknown places where beliefs may end that once did infer

how foolishly we clung to myths and gods that never were.

 

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© Patricia Wilde 6th November 2016

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Bric-a-bra(atti)c

Previously posted on 9th April 2016.Repeated with bonfire night in mind-

-re the last stanza.

 

A cardboard boxes and binbags 'monster'

gathering cobwebs in the roof void above

mountainous obsessing possessions

so many  items we addictively love

 

a dusty railed regiment of shirts

each once considered a beaut

a stringless guitar split skin toy drum

a little flute s...

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Flawless blush

Roses to be

seething to explore and culminate

in pinnacles of scarlet profusion

 

eager to taste

the dewy dawn

of first day

 

thornily clasping

interlacing lattices

 

slenderly sinously meandering

seeking the fullness

of honey toned light

 

needing the guidance

of loving green fingers

to conspire with the secrets of the sun

 

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During starlight

Glowing windows

stepping the valley hillsides

flickering 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 wind whispered fields

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precursor to a violent future?

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these are two long ago incidents I regard as back stabbing ghosts of my then slow to respond inactive self that I am well and truly haunted by-both true.

 

gobsmacking incident number one

 

Pub closing time.

Cunt aka motherfucker walks by our table

and without asking for my permission 

places his arm around my then girlfriends(now wife)shoulder

kisses her then slopes off ca...

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jugging and jigging

All this dancing! my heartbeat racing!

legs twirling arms raised hands grabbing fistfuls of air

a relese from rigidity

a self enforced temporary revisit to youthful flexibilty

moods swing to the better

 

should I beer-brimmed or more

stumble and fall

leave me-let me lie and be a foolish island

 

circumnavigate my clothed shores with amusement

at my contentment to r...

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Racketeers

Once again

and no matter how I try

tonight

sleep is'nt going to be easily achieved.

 

I lie in bed

between insomnia and the entrance to a somewhere

hearing the after midnight mayhem

being played out

an enforced dictation of screams and shouts

of the big bad boys and girls

 

drink fuelled crazies

with their big bad anti-social roaring toys

tearing up the st...

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too late

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Packed.

Pack horsed

with national pride

venturing into a vast empty region

sub zero kingdom of frozen sea

 

to valiantly stubbornly plant the first flag

even prepared

to be sacrificed to the histories of great losses

forever remembered aftermaths of failure

 

a chilling memory never disappearing

unlike these heroes

over blank horizons.

 

Howling snow s...

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Haiku: wound up

Defaced clockheads

fingers always pointing

to nothing past nothing.

 

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© Stef Wilde 22nd June 2016

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pub game

I pass!

rapping knuckles

doubly repeating

at irregular intervals.

 

One hums to himself

reading each share

from the shuffled

white dotted black slabs

face down among beer slops.

 

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© Stef Wilde 21st June 2016

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unanswerable question

how

can one

eradicate hate

if

one hates it?

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© Patricia Wilde 18th June 2016

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Rowing at Dover

Oaring the boat along gently.

Sat in the stern

my wife.

She tucks into a poetry book.

 

Off to my left,the huge iconic chalky face

with green hair,overlooks our insignificent presence.

 

Below their roof of these waters

swim many varieties of marine life

with many varieties of names

that many varieties of humans

have given them

 

and I am more than gratefu...

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Timothy Leary ain't dead man-no!-he's only outside looking in!

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Oh! the explosive nineteen sixties!

those lovely Rizla faggies enhanced with  pot

the demise of velvet collared Teddy boys

and how muchly acid hit the spot

 

when so many kaftan'd flocked to Frisco

or chilled out in Marakesh

maybe hitched a ride to Woodstock

when flowers in their hair were fresh.

 

Many Legends of those swinging scenes

carry on performing to this d...

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Sackcloths

Bothersome bygones

tiresome trinkets

 

not having had their day

week

month

year

forever

 

out of reach lands

refusing to be banished

or be put to the sword

 

scant dews of happiness

to drink thereof

 

reopening wounding entry

into a never completely ransacked house

 

irritating irremoveable installations

somehow entitled to darkly disturb

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cause and effect

Dictatorily cloning the children

in their own misshapen parental image

enforcing samespeak

disallowing them all

to become the gift

that each one is

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© Stef Wilde 22nd May 2016

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Quadruple 6

Haiku; (5-7-5) Cat

 

Stealthily slinking feline bird killer

Miaowing milk lapping hissing dog hating mouser

Furniture scratching night time prowler

 

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Haiku; (5-7-5) Hills

 

Risen giants in verdurous clothing

Sky reaching elevations occasionally wearing cloudy hats

Shale and boulder patched uplands

 

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Quadruple 5

Haiku; (5-7-5) Beached.

 

Barnacle encrusted misguided spouting submariners

Dying drying out Moby mountains of blubber

Liquorice lips in downturned postion.

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Haiku; (5-7-5) Canals

 

Elongated pathways of barged waters

Duck and Swan'd liquid roads intermittently locked

Excavated earth tons fluidly replaced

 

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Safe? marooned?

I have this uncertainty

whether or not

to drown

in the sea

of your love.

 

My heart

will not swim

in doubt

of what

lies beneath

its surface.

 

Leave me

like this

for now

on this

island

of indescision.

 

Here

I must bide

until the truth rises

and unifies.

 

 

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© Patricia Wilde April ...

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praising toleration

Hark!

so harsh,so wild, doth the upper tempests blow

light,to thine eyes,falls dim

sunlight dismissed,dark full insists

in this tenebrous sea,all shadows here do swim.

 

Thunders terrible,rolling voice,lightnings fearsome flash!

clouds,rain swollen,unclasp their hold

though far below,is cursed this dire show

unrelenting ne'er less,high furies more loud unfold.

 

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typical siege

Head house

under attack once more

by the unforgiving baddies

no surprise there then.

 

Problem is

the forgiving goodies

are starting to drag their feet

arriving later and later.

 

ah well,time for a seminal break

 

while my positivity dresses up

in white robes

and reinvents itself as God

bringing shedloads of redemption.

 

But

 

why can't th...

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a love letter I should have sent

I know

my patience

will melt the ice

around your heart

slowly setting it free to find its way

to a heaven I am making for our eventual togetherness

until then my loves goes with you and my patience will never rest

my patience knows no bounds,my patience never loses,the needs of my soul won't allow it to.

 

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© Stef ...

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Duping the duper

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Sly pretentions hid themselves

in the words she gave to this,my heart

she thought captured

that it would believe

they were messengers of love.

 

Her intentions,glazed with skilful deception

and perceptions,that I had become her fool

deemed to be poorly schooled

in the art of defence against manipulation

 

How deviously,she had sighted my inner lonelinesses

and...

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exchanges

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curvature travelled

glory spent

 

dawdling sun

nearing full descent

 

retracting

flared

wave broken paths

to the horizon.

 

Extinction

of daylight

 

submittance

to the crowding empire

of night

 

paley illuminating

silvery tendrils unfolding

 

soft

spectral

is the touch

 

to earths face.

 

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stitch THIS!

me,Stef Wilde,

one time kid of a fuckall childhood

probably concieved in some shit hole.

Brought up on too many thick ears,scroungings,left overs and corner shop shite

on rare occasions when dad had'nt pissed his wages up the wall.

 

Skinny can-kicking short trousered little bastard

in the days when arse wiping social workers were not in fashion

trying my best not to use th...

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Silver fruition

With the dust

of the days far flung brilliance

still in my eyes

 

I am at one

with night

the presiding Lord

of all darknesse's

 

ripening to backdrop

heavens glittering parades

those crystalline orchards

 

among whose branchings

has grown a glimmer

one that has always

shone brighter

than all

 

it is a beacon of hope

it is a guiding light

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Quadruple 4

Haiku; Hillsborough

(5-7-5)

Ninety six souls can rest

No more lies the whip comes down

Blue uniformed back red striped

 

Haiku; Shotokan Karate

(5-7-5)

Empty hands accurately striking weapons

Self defending intentions disabling unworthy minded assailants

Concentrated calmness fearlessness begatting victory

 

Haiku; The Strong

(5-7-5)

Battle hardened over...

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Quadruple 3

Haiku; Juggernauts

(5-7-5)

House sized multiple wheeled giants

Gargantuan diesel'd deliverers of everybody's everyday needs

Crocodiling occupiers of inside lanes

 

Haiku; Flowers

(5-7-5)

Winters Summer dreaming sleeping seeds

Dressers to be in natures beautiful costumes

Eye and heart pleasing sunbathers

 

Haiku; Idiot

 

(5-7-5)

 

Front to back think...

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Sad cause without effect

Yet again

yet again

yet again.....zzzzzzzz

he's here

dictatorily

disturbedly

so weakly

attempting to clone

the thoughts of others

into his

mishapen way

of thinking

 

stunted

same

same

same

samespeaker

unknowingly

damagingly

affecting

his own words

that could

and should

be put

to a better use

words that

must be

all...

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Quadruple 2

(5-7-5)

 

Haiku; Off to see the Wizard

 

Dorothy sings of over the Rainbow

Scarecrow Tin man Lion and Toto accompanied

Yellow brick roadworthy Oz seekers

 

(5-7-5)

Haiku; Fledglings

 

Testing air as if water

Nervous on the wing trying half lengths

Little strokes before Oceanic flight

 

(5-7-5)

 

Haiku; Etheral singer

 

Cathedrals of cumulou...

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Quadruple 1

(5-7-5)

Haiku; anti-socialite

Bully cock of the walk

Ignorant thuggish dominator of his fearing neighbourhood

Dead head walking going nowhere.

 

(5-7-5)

Haiku; Sun and Moon

Players of hide and seek

Planetary giants being found by each other

In dark and light places

 

(5-7-5)

Haiku; Earth

Beautiful gift in our hands

Questioning our dubious considerations...

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Haiku; illegal logging

Going against the green grain

Not seeing the tree's only the wood

Taking the piss and the sap

 

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© Patricia and Stef Wilde 19th April 2016 

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Haiku; Backstabber

Dodderering sheeperson wearing false friendship

Sharpening knife under cover of deceitful darkness

Dopey dithering dropper of gutless hints

 

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© Patricia and Stefan Wilde 19th April 2016   

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Haiku; Prosthetics

Replacements costing arms and legs

Going out on various limbs of duplication

All taken in their strides

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Patricia Wilde 19th April 2016

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Dallas Nightmare

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In my sleep

I see myself

crouching at the window

of some kind of library

a smoking rifle in my hands

people are running everywhere

 

somebody down there

in the back seat of a limo

appears to be dead

 

what looks like Mafia members and teamsters

are applauding me

 

suddenly John Kennedys ghost appears

laughing and whispering in my ear

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Haiku; Motorcycling aka getting a life

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Cubically capacitated spin doctors of speed

Mechanically born in engines

Roaringly instigating wheeled revolutions.

 

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© Stef Wilde April 17th 2016

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Haiku; Dummy throwers

They can't stand kitchen heat

Others can and do so sociably

Such are the differences between mice and haikuists

 

© Stef Wilde April 17th 2016 

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Haiku; board game of days

Life takes Time

Time takes Life

Stalemates continue

 

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© Stef Wilde April 16th 2016

 

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