Poetry Blog by poemagraphic
Yet with the woes of sin and strife
Our World has suffered long
Beneath the Angel-strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong:
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love-song, which they bring
Oh! Hush the noise, ye men of strife
And hear the Angels sing!
For Lo! The days are hastening on
By prophet-bards foretold
When with the ever-circling years
Saturday 15th December 2018 7:15 am
The non believer
So the nice man from Sandhurst with the shiny peak, went out in the mid-day sun.
I watched him climbing up the hill and walk down when his job was done.
So polite and well spoken was he, as eloquence thus dictates, to talk to the iman in the shed on the hill, who some both revere and hate.
“I simply told him the truth”, he went on,
“Reminding him of a co...
Friday 14th December 2018 8:23 am
There we stood in the officers mess
Like three musketeers under duress
One a sheep in wolfs clothing
One a wolf dressed as lamb
Me a wolf in the middle… Cos that’s who I am
Which of us is the CO?
Answers on a blueeeee
Thursday 13th December 2018 7:09 am
Rest and Relaxation
Arriving on the Voyager, leaving Brize for R&R
Past the guardroom, leave the gate, travelling in a car
Norfolk bound upon the roads, along the countryside
Every where’s so green! It’s like I'm on a joy ride.
Then the rain began to fall, the wipers side by side
Like a metronome, they swept, almost made me cry
It’s just raining, yes! I thought, I’ve ...
Tuesday 11th December 2018 10:58 pm
Pumping, pumping, pumping... Still !
Iron in blood, iron in will
Strongest pump that’s ever made
Yet so fragile, I’m afraid
Easy broken just word
This is it, have you heard...
Monday 10th December 2018 7:08 am
In this place lives the Jabberwocky
Roaming free find Skimbleshanks
Through the mirror, Alice takes tea
See the burning Tygers symmetry
Where daffodils become the host
Things insignificant mean the most
As images flash through your mind
A nook or cranny there to find
Sunday 9th December 2018 12:54 pm
This poem is really just for us older brits... who can still remember the good old days.
Children of the 'sixtys' old age hippys rule! Happier days..
THE GOON SHOW
Trying to find some humour in this world that seems quite mad
never was a problem when I was a lad.
I used to laugh at lots of things that struck me rather funny
Humour now I cannot find, for simply love nor mon...
Saturday 8th December 2018 6:28 pm
Soap on a rope
Where’s the soap? Yes it does she replied.
With that all knowing look, and a glint in her eyes.
Saturday 8th December 2018 11:14 am
Between life and death is a magical space
Where dreams are born for you to chase
Some begin early and are dashed too soon
Others elusive like the beams of the moon
Every once in a while as your path you traverse
From swaddled in a cot, to laid out in a hearse
Two souls will converge in a blending of time
As two become one and in silent mime
Each acts out the thou...
Friday 7th December 2018 9:29 pm
The BLACK Horizon
The Babylonian whore is dripping with lust
Her hips are gyrating with each frantic thrust
Pumping her lubricant up though a crack
B P is the fall guy taking the flack
Birds of a feather soiled with the oil
Perfect white beaches, stained now and soiled
Fire on the water, fumes in the air
Toxins keep rising, too much to bear
Thursday 6th December 2018 6:45 pm
Something stinks about this sacrificial affair
This burning stench still will not disappear
It is not just the tower, incinerated that day
Hundreds paying homage to Ramadan prayed
Many Muslims died in that pyre of a fire
Some told exact numbers, best not to enquire
On their holiest month, as Muslims gathered
The worlds media lied and continually blather...
Wednesday 5th December 2018 8:45 pm
The lady with bags at Christmas
I espied an old lady, filled with dismay
On a cold dank night in ‘Woolworths’ doorway
That’s no way to be spending Christmas eve
Freezing to death, how could her, I just leave
Huddled amongst her entire worldly possession’s
I silently offered up my intercessions
Contained in an old shopping trolley, all that she had
Just one of mill...
Wednesday 5th December 2018 7:00 am
The prodigal poem
Whilst surfing on the interweb
I found a long lost poem
There you are my old friend
you wandered far from home
I never dreamt we would meet again
But like the proverbial prodigal son
I recognised you even though
it seems you changed your name
a different moniker signed you off
as if they were your dad
what a cacophony of emotions
Tuesday 4th December 2018 9:00 pm
The depth evil sinks
They stand on the verge of the epoch of time
Peacefully walking towards a landmine
Gazing around without a care in the word
Unaware of the terror about to unfurl
Things on the surface look like any other day
Children dancing and singing gleefully at play
While under their feet in the earth where they stand
A time bomb is waiting; it’s part of ...
Monday 3rd December 2018 3:11 pm
That went down a splash
If poetry was shit I’d be really constipated
Sitting on the crapper feeling contemplative
Obviously, I know I can’t really po a tree
But I’ve often flushed a log down the lav a tree
Sunday 2nd December 2018 9:04 am
What the fuck is smart about something that is killing you
And watching and logging everything that you do
Like smart meters screwed on your wall
Or mobile phones masts standing so tall
Blighting our landscape, scrambling our brain
Causing the blood barrier, calcium to drain
Microwave radiation now modulating your thought
How much fucking money was that phone you ju...
Saturday 1st December 2018 11:05 am
Judge not lest you be judged
If you want to be successful and get on in your career
You have to show your arse off, we’d all love to see your rear
And you’re heaving breasts and nipples at every chance
Then we can replay it all, and have another glance
Gyrating pelvises that’s what we want to see
Pretending that the partner you are straddling is me
Why not have a thr...
Friday 30th November 2018 2:29 pm
The letter dropped like a bomb
Like 'White Peter' in Vietnam
How devastating it must be
To be diagnosed with H I V
Friday 30th November 2018 8:21 am
Many a candle has shed a lonesome tear
At the sound of a quill, on the parchment of despair
Only being witnessed by introspective surmise
Sealed within his cranium, the poets reprise
Thursday 29th November 2018 9:10 pm
A stich in time
Married on the first day she became a teen
Shattering this little girls wondrous dreams
Some intimate stitch work concealing the truth
If only it was that simple, to suture back youth.
Thursday 29th November 2018 7:16 am
Parts of me
A tiny tear forms in my eye
As you laugh it makes me cry
What’s in the tears that now you see
Broken fragments, parts of me
The candle too sheds a waxy tear
As you turn to leave me, standing here.
Wednesday 28th November 2018 8:12 am
Standing at the cross roads between life and death
On this once busy road, where children normally played
At the cross-roads stood a donkey, its eyes filled with dismay
Starving, with its belly bursting at the seam
That ran like a zipper under her belly unseen
Her last meal not ingested. Though full she now stood
Awaiting her fate… for certain, they knew that she wou...
Tuesday 27th November 2018 8:15 pm
United we stand
If you are looking for fair in our world
I wish you good luck
Because most of its leaders
Just don’t give a ….
Duly elected just maybe the case
To get elected in a one horse race
For certain its just the same shit in the bucket
Whoever wins, they still say "we'll …. it!"
Presidents, kings, and yes, even Queens
On every continent, most h...
Monday 26th November 2018 8:11 pm
There she was in her black and white mini
I don’t mean the car, I meant her skirt you ninny
Now there is a word, I’ve not used in a while
Thinking back now, lots of things made me smile
I remember, getting a tingle in the lower regions
And my sudden panting and heavy breathing
As she bent over to pick her books
Her knickers were showing and all the boys...
Monday 26th November 2018 12:15 pm
I’m the man in the shadows here I sit and wait
My patience well rewarded, is sure to seal his fate
My aim is true; eye to the glass is keen
I am a sniper, the ultimate killing machine
Distance is no object as I gaze though my scope
For my shilling from the queen, it’s like money for old rope
Steady is my breathing, calm now is my mind
In my cross...
Sunday 25th November 2018 10:47 am
Little lost ant can’t find his way home
As over the carpet and floor tiles he roams
Amnesia overcomes him from a bump on the head
As a crumb falls from the table from a giant loaf of bread
Saturday 24th November 2018 3:56 pm
Hello my Little Heartee
I saw you in the street today riding on your bike
I said please come and visit me anytime you like
Your eyes were full of wonder, I wondered if you see
Me, standing here watching you, as you were watching me
I heard you call my name today standing in the queue
I answered back and wondered is it really you
Your favourite sweets were at the till...
Friday 23rd November 2018 4:41 pm
‘FREEDOM ‘ is our shout
I am the little man, faceless in a crowd, with a little voice, that isn’t very loud,
Alone I am not noticed; insignificant indeed, no one seems to hear me, yet some I know will heed
So to you who hear and see me, these words I now recite, it is the little man who will end our plight
Although small in stature and seemingly demure our heartbeats strong for c...
Friday 23rd November 2018 4:19 pm
A taste for truth
Some things better left unsaid
About my time spent with the dead
The ferry mans price is high
To cross the Styx that’s no lie
Sandalphon takes his due
As Charon bends his blades for you
Beads of sweat drip from his brow
His salty taste still lingers now
That biter-sweet taste of sorrow
Gone their dreams of tomorrow
So awaken now fro...
Friday 23rd November 2018 3:55 pm
To adjust the balance from darkness into light
From anger, hatred, greed, to give some true insight
To the wonder and the beauty that all around us lies
In the mountains and the valleys the oceans and sky
The colours all so vibrant. drip from natures brush
As she paints her picture I slow down from my rush
I stand in awe and gaze, at the vista now in view
Is by f...
Friday 23rd November 2018 3:49 pm
A warning to all truth seekers… Always stay alert!
Chose your close friends wisely, some agendas are covert
Making most certain, that strangers kept at arms length
Until they prove their allegiance, combining your strength
Remember, divide and conquer will weaken your resolve
To the wild conspiracies, you wish to solve
Made to look like a mad man, and a total nutter
Friday 23rd November 2018 3:36 pm
A silent shout... “Hello!”
As i tap on my keyboard aware what i write, might be ridiculed by some as i sit here and type
My spelling is awlful and my grammer is crap the wandering apostrophe’s sat in the gap
Where the singular has ended and the plural began; i am Mr. Average thats what i am
Or should that be, that’s what i am? Whatever the answer the message the same...
Friday 23rd November 2018 3:22 pm
Sceptical Colonel Fazack
Colonel Fazackerley Butterworth-Toast
Brought an old castle complete with a ghost
But someone or other forgot to declare
To the poor old Colonel that a spectre lived there
On his very first evening, whilst starting to dine -
As the Colonel was quaffing his fine vintage wine
All of a sudden a furious flash and a flare
Shot out of the firepl...
Thursday 22nd November 2018 9:55 pm
I opened up the paper and there to my surprise
Reading though the obits Oh! Dear God I cryed
It seems I have departed, left this mortal coil
I hope they will soon bury me I wouldn’t want to spoil
Yet I feel so well, sitting eating toast
Looking forward to my dinner today its Sunday roast
I love a tasty morsel, gravy thick and rich
I think that I can sme...
Thursday 22nd November 2018 9:48 pm
A word that is easier done than said
I heard as I awoke, in my warm comfy bed
Should I get up now and get stuff done
A thought that’s had by most everyone
What a quandary, what to do
Stay and slumber the whole day though
Or, “rise and shine” as the saying goes
A true dilemma so often posed
Each has its merits, and persuasive charm
I defer the...
Thursday 22nd November 2018 9:40 pm
Roll Of Honour
A brave young trooper proudly stood... and would again if he only could
Upon the hot and shifting sands, alongside his comrades as they manned
Their post as proud a man could be; as all around could plainly see
Alas not all looked on with pride, as a cowardly enemy there did’st hide
Alas when this trooper’s time had come, his life its course was finally run
Thursday 22nd November 2018 9:34 pm
A tear slowly seeps from beneath my mask
That conceals the truth… Why? You asked
Emotions streaming from so deep inside
Now a raging torrent I can no longer hide
As a teardrop breaches a broken dam
No longer holding back, just who I am
It is easy to hide away from the truth
While it’s kept at bay from all who sleuth
Now my guard was dropping, like ...
Sunday 18th November 2018 4:49 pm
THE POWER AND THE GLORY
An oath is sworn allegiance proud
Some things simply not allowed
Divulging Secrets being one
This forbidden must nay be done
Higher through the ranks I climb
The steeper incline do I find
Till vertical the graph becomes
My promotion seemed finally done
Chevrons blazing on my sleeve
Innocent then and quite naive
My pips qu...
Sunday 18th November 2018 4:32 pm
‘God’… The confines of the universe
Beyond the boundaries of your mind
Including infinity, within you, you will find
Desiring and asking, steps on the way
In surrendering to the experience
No words left to say!
Friday 16th November 2018 9:14 pm
So much mediocrity is splayed upon the page
If one is being truthful, please don’t be dismayed
If I decline to comment or give some wise critique
Most of us don’t write, the way we mostly speak
I am not a wordsmith by any shape or form
As for being a poet… I’d hate to misinform
I do attempt a rhyme or two, if the truth be told
It could just be doggerel, if I might be so ...
Friday 16th November 2018 7:17 pm