Poetry Blog by Patricia and Stefan Wilde (2016)
They,are the people dying
on dead streets.
Soon,they will be the people
Yet innocent,in every meaning of the word.
But they have become
Because,we didn't listen
because,we allowed ourselves
to be collectively,selectively
© Stef Wilde 30th December 2016
Friday 30th December 2016 10:21 pm
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...
Wednesday 28th December 2016 3:54 pm
See how they beautifully congregate
embracing each other
in white silence
softest of mountains
in a floating by landscape
an ethereal endless armada
of everchanging shapes
drifting en masse
weightless wandering vessels
sailing on a dry azured ocean.
Tuesday 27th December 2016 6:44 pm
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...
Thursday 22nd December 2016 5:38 pm
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,
Tuesday 20th December 2016 9:50 pm
With your once heightened passion for speed
it was inevitable
that one day
you would be the man
who should have heeded
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
I wont waste my warnings
Monday 19th December 2016 11:39 am
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.
© Stef Wilde 14th December 2016
Wednesday 14th December 2016 5:34 pm
They are required by nature
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
Saturday 3rd December 2016 11:10 am
an immortal invisibilty
abiding in everything everywhere
even within and immeasureably beyond
the pitiless realms of death.
and indiscriminately retrieving
its short lived loan
from the futile graspings
of all things mortal
© Patricia Wilde 24th ...
Thursday 24th November 2016 5:10 pm
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
Monday 21st November 2016 8:11 pm
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
Sunday 20th November 2016 6:45 pm
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.
He is the fat...
Thursday 17th November 2016 8:14 pm
Wednesday 16th November 2016 4:21 pm
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.
© Patricia Wilde 6th November 2016
Sunday 6th November 2016 6:05 pm
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...
Wednesday 2nd November 2016 11:30 am
Roses to be
seething to explore and culminate
in pinnacles of scarlet profusion
eager to taste
the dewy dawn
of first day
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
Tuesday 1st November 2016 2:50 pm
stepping the valley hillsides
flickering like fireflies
until surrendering to the superior congregation of darkness.
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
while obscured in the fretwork of ...
Sunday 30th October 2016 9:30 pm
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...
Saturday 29th October 2016 6:33 pm
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...
Friday 28th October 2016 3:16 pm
and no matter how I try
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...
Monday 24th October 2016 10:05 pm
with national pride
venturing into a vast empty region
sub zero kingdom of frozen sea
to valiantly stubbornly plant the first flag
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...
Wednesday 22nd June 2016 11:31 pm
Wednesday 22nd June 2016 9:26 am
at irregular intervals.
One hums to himself
reading each share
from the shuffled
white dotted black slabs
face down among beer slops.
© Stef Wilde 21st June 2016
Tuesday 21st June 2016 10:03 pm
Saturday 18th June 2016 11:06 pm
Oaring the boat along gently.
Sat in the stern
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...
Friday 10th June 2016 11:28 am
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...
Tuesday 31st May 2016 5:28 pm
not having had their day
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...
Friday 27th May 2016 8:11 pm
Dictatorily cloning the children
in their own misshapen parental image
disallowing them all
to become the gift
that each one is
© Stef Wilde 22nd May 2016
Monday 23rd May 2016 12:01 am
Haiku; (5-7-5) Cat
Stealthily slinking feline bird killer
Miaowing milk lapping hissing dog hating mouser
Furniture scratching night time prowler
Haiku; (5-7-5) Hills
Risen giants in verdurous clothing
Sky reaching elevations occasionally wearing cloudy hats
Shale and boulder patched uplands
Wednesday 18th May 2016 1:01 pm
Haiku; (5-7-5) Beached.
Barnacle encrusted misguided spouting submariners
Dying drying out Moby mountains of blubber
Liquorice lips in downturned postion.
Haiku; (5-7-5) Canals
Elongated pathways of barged waters
Duck and Swan'd liquid roads intermittently locked
Excavated earth tons fluidly replaced
Tuesday 17th May 2016 6:55 pm
I have this uncertainty
whether or not
in the sea
of your love.
will not swim
I must bide
until the truth rises
© Patricia Wilde April ...
Saturday 14th May 2016 12:17 am
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.
Tuesday 10th May 2016 12:43 pm
under attack once more
by the unforgiving baddies
no surprise there then.
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.
why can't th...
Sunday 8th May 2016 1:36 pm
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.
© Stef ...
Thursday 5th May 2016 1:18 am
nearing full descent
wave broken paths
to the horizon.
to the crowding empire
silvery tendrils unfolding
is the touch
to earths face.
Sunday 1st May 2016 8:19 am
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...
Saturday 30th April 2016 7:47 am
With the dust
of the days far flung brilliance
still in my eyes
I am at one
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
it is a beacon of hope
it is a guiding light...
Wednesday 27th April 2016 10:37 pm
Ninety six souls can rest
No more lies the whip comes down
Blue uniformed back red striped
Haiku; Shotokan Karate
Empty hands accurately striking weapons
Self defending intentions disabling unworthy minded assailants
Concentrated calmness fearlessness begatting victory
Haiku; The Strong
Battle hardened over...
Wednesday 27th April 2016 11:09 am
House sized multiple wheeled giants
Gargantuan diesel'd deliverers of everybody's everyday needs
Crocodiling occupiers of inside lanes
Winters Summer dreaming sleeping seeds
Dressers to be in natures beautiful costumes
Eye and heart pleasing sunbathers
Front to back think...
Monday 25th April 2016 10:18 am
attempting to clone
the thoughts of others
his own words
to a better use
Sunday 24th April 2016 8:49 am
Haiku; Off to see the Wizard
Dorothy sings of over the Rainbow
Scarecrow Tin man Lion and Toto accompanied
Yellow brick roadworthy Oz seekers
Testing air as if water
Nervous on the wing trying half lengths
Little strokes before Oceanic flight
Haiku; Etheral singer
Cathedrals of cumulou...
Thursday 21st April 2016 8:42 am
Bully cock of the walk
Ignorant thuggish dominator of his fearing neighbourhood
Dead head walking going nowhere.
Haiku; Sun and Moon
Players of hide and seek
Planetary giants being found by each other
In dark and light places
Beautiful gift in our hands
Questioning our dubious considerations...
Wednesday 20th April 2016 6:26 pm
Going against the green grain
Not seeing the tree's only the wood
Taking the piss and the sap
© Patricia and Stef Wilde 19th April 2016
Wednesday 20th April 2016 12:57 am
Tuesday 19th April 2016 11:39 pm
Tuesday 19th April 2016 10:16 pm
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
Jack Rubys gonna...
Monday 18th April 2016 6:50 pm
Sunday 17th April 2016 8:35 pm
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
Sunday 17th April 2016 2:31 pm
Saturday 16th April 2016 11:51 am
Stalking those who are thought to trample on the worthinesse's of poetry
assumed to be joy riding its words and meanings over a cliff
there is a toothless dark beast
in his shadowed lair of pomposity and self righteousness,squirming.
Dressed up in fascist hatred
and ignorantly musing there,alone
will not let anyone less than master race perfect,be.
'What big foolish,...
Friday 15th April 2016 8:15 pm