Poetry Blog by ray pool
Tags from last 12 months
I used to sit and watch the sea
its closeness to eternity
with all my thoughts centred on self
in a rush, in a rush
like the waves' rough and tumble
of seeming confusion -
an endless discussion;
neither the sky nor the water gave way
yet all the elements had their say.
For myself encased in a world without end
my lonely voices would never blend
until I disco...
Wednesday 26th June 2019 11:26 pm
In the twilight zone of the home
news has just arrived from Bellatrix
so I am told.
It says the tea was weak today.
Nobody could explain it away,
nor how the security locks could be disabled
by judicious use of medication and Aesop's Fables.
I saw the book on the communal shelf
next to the maxi remote control
which was used for communication I was told
Sunday 23rd June 2019 9:58 pm
They came as one in their big black shoes,
ties whose patterns like newsprint
told the big story.
It was time......
(now is always the time in their world).
Under their arms the black book
shone with the weight of lead
and lights shone in their heads
as they welcomed you to dark dramas
only they could begin to explain.
Thursday 20th June 2019 3:48 pm
I shall write crap
about tickle and slap,
no detail spared
Bad taste no longer embarrassing
a close second to online harassing
the obvious answer
to pull the punters.
That's the way to go
to stimulate the poetry flow
and fuck inspiration up the arse
using the simple device of a cock
such endless pleasure to unlock.
It's no ...
Tuesday 18th June 2019 4:36 pm
Fathers celebrated everywhere
it's only right they should have a card
an identity with loving thoughts
firmness and fairness shining through
to seal the bond
from early days to the great beyond
but I must stand aside
my stepsons otherwise engaged
as the rule of Kings and earthly things
still binds by blood
what I can't give
as long as all of us shall live.
Sunday 16th June 2019 6:54 pm
She thought them childish
and once they were
as we rolled them along the carless gutters
of a yesteryear
and watched them clink and bounce
with skilled abandon
then pocket them.
Yes, I suppose that was childish
but the memory is clear
and now again I see them
all bubbling up at me:
and tell her how can roll ...
Sunday 16th June 2019 3:02 pm
We'd like to be the jigsaw piece
that fits into the bigger picture
making sense of pointlessness
to make another life complete.
There's wonder in it, how it works
your future designed with that in mind
yet it happens often without a plan
when you fold the fingers of another's hand.
Sadly puzzles being what they are
back in a box you go at last
leaving a mem...
Sunday 9th June 2019 9:59 pm
Knowing he'd not got long to go
his best friend asked him
what would really make his day,
and if he could help in any way
to lift his ailing spirits.
"A prostitute!" was his immediate reply
and so his friend found a comely maiden
strong of eye, fair of figure,
of enigmatic nature,
soft of speech, a kindly soul.
When she heard the friend's...
Saturday 8th June 2019 7:52 pm