Poetry Blog by Rose Casserley
a somewhere else of me
here is a planet that could be my mind
valleys bottomless, mountains that defy measurement
there is a wrong sky overhead
presently brimmed with one of its multitudinous disagreeable moods
the ground belonging to my feet alters shape
as if I had committed a crime against it
sentencing me to stumble after stumble
from the home of my sad internal sight
I can see how shado...
Thursday 15th August 2019 12:55 pm
evaluating you
without you if only for one day
I would have to struggle-glut on patience
tasting of your sweetnesses.
But should that minimal period extend into foreverness
I would become the sickened animal diseased by loneliness
beyond any other hearts help
worthy only of a quick death.
Tuesday 13th August 2019 12:21 pm
boarding school regrets
so there you are, as me, aged ten
kneeling with other debonair's to be
for the beneficial status of Dear Mummy and Dear Daddy's sake
( and a smaller religiously unsure portion for God's sake )
In those distant playtimes, you often saw
what the ignorant teachers rumoured to be
' officially uneducated Gypsy children '
clinging to the outside of the wrought iron railed schoo...
Monday 12th August 2019 4:24 pm
to a great inspirer
WOW!
didn't know there was a key to fit my mostly closed mind
but you
ultimate locksmith have found it
and opened the floodgates.
Now, away I sail on a new boat, on a new and endless ocean
every brain drain unblocked
every brake put in the off position forever
every shit coloured thought repainted in the rarest of shades
and, after being amazingl...
Friday 9th August 2019 10:51 am
stitches in time
I can see them now
Mothers cutting-out scissors
sacred item
heavy in her delicate fingers
snipping at the edges of paper patterns
so flimsy and soft as the tissues she used
to wipe my little girl nose in winter time.
Now, more than half a life away
in kept memories of her
opening and closing the metal jaws
steady as ever
along chalk lines of home-made designs
...Wednesday 7th August 2019 6:28 pm
GENTLE JESUS (or) jEaLOuS jIM
look here dude!
if I loved the Messiah
any less than I do
might very well disappear
the miracle of me and you!
Tuesday 6th August 2019 6:49 pm
resolutioner
poor ( and lucky ) me
over-intoxicated with a variety of, remembrances
photo fashioned slide showing in my mind
many I love, but
knock! knock! knock!
bitter ones, a darkness about them
at a door, I never used to open.
Has that darkness dissolved yet?
I look more closely and, yes it has!
their eyes no longer mock out of mine
or cause my, tormenting regretfulness ...
Tuesday 6th August 2019 11:07 am
age disbeliever
dreams the nights away in the long-gone lands of youth.
Rises convinced she is still there
that time for her has been put on hold.
Mornings are for pampering
futile attempts to remove the slightest sign
that could damage her reflection
ruin attractions of young admirers
who she is convinced still see in her
the beauty that once was
and they will go on chasing
...Saturday 3rd August 2019 9:28 am
last in line
atlas spread
I track your worldly route
across countries better weathered
none wintered like here at present
a season you always considered to be
the soul damaging time of year
with its gloomy marriages to ice, snow and arctic winds
that for you would not divorce those
kind of mind injuring partners soon enough
so different from the tropical countries
you are drivin...
Friday 2nd August 2019 2:49 pm
Aesop's inspirations
spin me a tale
let it include monsters and one-eyed giants
that I can familiarise myself with
maybe a Pegasus horse
who could take me on heavenly winged flights
free of earth's captivity
but let it be happy ever after
after the end
continuing while I lie
fairy taled in your arms
my breathings temporarily withheld
at each of your astonishments
every word a caress...
Thursday 1st August 2019 11:08 am
one poor cow one poor cow eater
stopped
motorway gridlocked
behind a cattle transporter.
Through a snout sized vent,
you sniff at the air of freedom
head occasionally turning side on
so that one eye at a time can stare at guilty me
who knows as I can imagine you might do
in telling me with what I feel is such an accusatory
death frightened stare
how I mouth-wateringly help to shorten you...
Wednesday 31st July 2019 9:46 pm
I really do love you
five words
empty until real meaning fills them
meanings that would do more for my emptiness
than any deed ever could
five words I had wanted to hear
for so long
but never did until
I had climbed to the top
of a heart crossed mountain of truth
called you.
Wednesday 31st July 2019 10:49 am
mark up
love costs
has to be purchased using
a high percentage of the hearts ups and downs credit card
the ultimate in comfort buying
Love is a begging child
often subjected to too many snubs
an experiment
a trial by times jury
an understated state
but always strong enough to endure
keeps its engine ticking over
to even face the challenges of death...
Tuesday 30th July 2019 10:41 am
coming absences of sun and you
queue-jumping
impatient autumn is stopping summer in its tracks
registering its decaying purpose
before any starting pistol had been fired
before the season's alarm clock
had sounded time to rise and waste
randomly instruct the leaf falling processes
overruling any chance for august to finish goodbye's
Only a dead week
since tanking harvesters toppled fiel...
Saturday 27th July 2019 11:00 am
please! please! don't snap! ( an anti-dementia appeal )
a more than regular request between thoughts
a plea to the link
keeping me connected to who I really am
and not becoming her who drifts in and out of memories
stands, staring into the distances of nothing
rambler down lanes to nowhere
lost ship on an endless empty ocean
moth who can no longer find the flame
intermittently inconveniently unknowingly inconveniencing herself
...Thursday 25th July 2019 10:58 am
thinking in frames
wanting to find you everywhere, especially
in the galleries of my hopes
a personal Tate for private viewings
an endless exposition I want to walk in
with loving opinions on my tongue
and smiles on my face that haven't been painted there.
Glorified is how I want to see you
in each display, in each stance, in each clothed or unclothed version
but above all
origin...
Tuesday 23rd July 2019 4:40 pm
tender deluge
in this rain time
I have written for you
a love letter
each line
warm as those November flames
it's fifth-day children
remember, remember
flowered, gem-stoned,
doing their utmost
to gently, slowly
dance with your soul
along, the ways
of a heaven
word after, word
builds, beautifies.
Heart-written lines
for the saint in you to bless
t...
Monday 22nd July 2019 3:20 pm
oiled and watered immortalizations
the arrangement was for her and her and her
to be the artistic inspirational
flesh suppliers
their beautiful fully naked forms
portrayed so life-like that,
even the most damning of critics
would have almost expected them
to step out of the painting.
Sunday 21st July 2019 6:07 pm
when meandering ended
once upon some years ago
so past stored calendrical events tell me
we were not you and I.
I call it missed out time,
a time when the chance of finding heaven
didn't exist
there was nothing of it
that spoke of potentiality
mist misshaped
like a dream
about the realms of emptiness
needing to be disremembered
except when a chink of possibi...
Saturday 20th July 2019 10:33 am
no more the demanding sound of his snapping fingers
am I to costume myself with facades just for him?
falsifying, prance doll-like on his stage as the person I am not
uphold his belief in sordidness.
These collective pretentious identities,
irregularities, and bad habits, not mine
he abusively pours into the vessel of my true title
tries to endow me with darker attitudes and voices
attempts to warp the dimensions of my nat...
Friday 19th July 2019 1:31 pm
Rise of the adolescents
they've grown
I cannot defend my soft position as easily
and as softly as I used to do
no matter how many times I raise my hands
in peaceful surrender
armistice eludes
and it drains the Mother in me
to watch them change.
Verbally they shoot indiscriminately, on
behalf of their immature demands.
Where is the shield of love I depended on
to withstand their ...
Tuesday 16th July 2019 10:55 am
girls in the know
it had been raining all, day,
but that didn't stop her from laughing
because she is one of the girls
that live in each other's lives
where sadness can never be allowed to compete
they simply turn away from it saying,
this is us who have shed our last tears
who will never again lose another moment of happiness
even in our dreams.
They walk through their days as ...
Monday 15th July 2019 3:18 pm
please don't laugh at this insanely inspired poem called -Seeing three pieces of plastic becoming involved in a love triangle with each other
Parked up in a windy empty street, munching.
A black and obviously empty dog shit bag tumbled slowly by.
For whatever brain dead reason I watched its wafting progress in the wing mirror.
Soon it was joined by a little white piece of plastic
and, they seemed quite happy to be rolling along together for a while
but that was until they were joined by another piece of white plastic
b...
Friday 12th July 2019 2:20 pm
accelerations
how many times will I be forced into swallowing
life's broken promises that I expected to have been fulfilled by now
ones that I had hoped would have gone down much smoother and in one piece
comfortably shielding my eyes and ears
preventing them from seeing or hearing
the increased speeding up of each days self dismantling
pushing me through the last chance saloon doors faster an...
Thursday 11th July 2019 1:07 pm
passing into obscurity of an iron horse rider
thinking back 'bout a guy I loved
went by the name of Mad Mike
long-haired petrol head
one time straddler of a Harley
so many times we went the distance
and I don't mean in miles!
usual spliff after the usual you know what
smiling at each other's smiles.
How we used to blur to the coast
at death challenging speeds
then, in the sand dunes
both giving as 'v...
Wednesday 10th July 2019 1:57 pm
Earth Angels
How they inscribe their loving names
so humbly, so spiritually on the air, and,
having done so throughout time
without any need to have practised humanitarianism
always there from every beginning to every end of calamities
with their words let there be light!
while modestly standing by, ready to go all out
in helping the eye sodden poor
doing their utmost by holding t...
Wednesday 3rd July 2019 2:59 pm
Buying new waste
about to purchase and
led by the hand of comfort
she peruses this, that, these, those
without wrestling with their price tags
inclusive of damage to our planet
takes away
things she didn't really need
soon to be past their best
while taking no blame at all
for helping to bang another nail in this world's coffin
its dying voice having gone unheard
by her i...
Monday 1st July 2019 2:53 pm
Dreaming on......
if clever and or more poetical words
were pre-printed in my mind
placed in an ever so convenient metaphorical box
like wrapped gifts from the gods
which advertised on the lid-
OPEN WHEN NECESSARY
then in choosing, I could take each one as if picking flowers
unwrap their individual original qualities
and make the perfect daisy chains of poetry,
each line true to the scale...
Friday 28th June 2019 4:33 pm
A Hospice nurse witnessing at twilight
Tonight, a cancerous child
is returning to liberty the bird of her innocence
born in her heart
long before her consumer
has made this, his terminal claim.
Soon to be dressed in death
she strains to hear
waiting for it to begin singing
a never-ending lullaby to her soul.
Her face lifted in an expression of courage
turns for the last glance at me and the world...
Thursday 27th June 2019 5:31 pm
Set in stony ways
with its weight of year's
time weighs heavier and heavier on the old man's shoulders
but in the fair weathered golden crucible of his youth
sheltering his naivety as he revelled in its dwindling glory
there were no concerns for age or death
no fear whatsoever of having to take part
in their processions of morbidity.
Sadly, any dreams he thought useable to fulfil his futu...
Tuesday 25th June 2019 4:33 pm
UnBeat(le)able
at a young impressionable age, green on the scene
hearing their debut record
' Love me do'
had so strong a worshipping influence
from the very beginning
kick-starting my musical addiction
impatiently waiting to hear all ensuing
Lennon/ McCartney
pen to paper to Liverpudlian mouths
hit-making compositions
not knowing then
how wonderfully far their 'long and win...
Saturday 22nd June 2019 10:50 am
Hive member. Natural drone
Bumble-bee
buzzing drowsily at eye level in the oven-like haze
of a summers day
somehow knowingly choosing particular flowers
that, more nectar promising
fragrantly stand out from
the multi-coloured floral crowd he hovers above.
He is making the very best,
of, being ( no pun intended ) in the right place at the right time.
This winged collector, this stripey fur j...
Wednesday 19th June 2019 2:18 pm
3 ridiculous retorts!
1-worried about going grey dome-wise and in the nether regions
I casually mentioned it to my other ( worse ) half
to which his smartarse answer was-
well, sorting a topper out should be easy
but if you do manage to get one to cover your 'pancakes'
make sure it has a centre parting.
At that point I certainly DID-digress!
2-woke up in a heightened state of elation, thinking...
Tuesday 11th June 2019 10:51 am
straying into a wildlife reserve
The briny air, marram grass and muddinesses
the latter, starting to fracture in the sweltering heat of the sun.
A site for coastal associated species
but not for foolish accidentally invading humans
like me and you.
The luminosity is bright blue.
The retreated tide glistens
with the suns face on its own face.
Careful! don't stand on any little creatures you ...
Monday 3rd June 2019 2:34 pm
midnight midwinter
over frost stiffened moorland down hillsides strewn with small and monolith-esque rocks
slinks the ever wary pricked up eared fox
soundless his paw touch upon the icy ground
sniffs the ways to where prey may be found
rabbit, vole, field mouse each fearing for their skin
disappear in haste, having, in turn, scented him
Black night becoming peppered with silent white fal...
Saturday 1st June 2019 11:37 am
just some of big mommas family and me
I always had trouble conversing with mother nature
but no wonder! it was always me going on and on
about my materialistic loving self without realising why she
has no need to speak, because, she does so in the way;
a gentle breeze whispers in my ear about its passing by.
Incoming waves, arching in sunlight repeat their collapsing's onshore
having delivered then retrieved the...
Friday 31st May 2019 1:21 pm
weathering S.A.D.
your moods are improving, becoming,
as refreshing as spring
as giving and as warm as summer
maturing with age in a beautiful autumnal way
but, although our love has, over the years,
performed its healing powers
helping to wonderfully, calmly, season your temperament
I still go on hoping there won't be any returns
to those that once, coldly, violently,
exposed t...
Wednesday 29th May 2019 12:39 pm
my morbid phases ( deaths daily arse kicking of life )
Age is everywhere
everywhere I go I carry age
no second, no minute, no day, no year, no decade ( if I'm lucky )
has but my ending in them.
Thinking of the distance to my death
however near or far, is an overhead permanent dark cloud
on which the terrifyingly unknown attaches itself
how can true happiness or any supercilious thought of feeling completely free,
...Tuesday 28th May 2019 5:39 pm
in awe of poets uniqueness
She only has to write a few poem fuelling lines
and already they are powerful enough to send a rocket to the moon.
She pens one last full stop
and the enormously winged masterpiece
leaves the runway
on its never-ending flight.
She composes so much deeper
than those who flounder in the shallows.
When her mind goes hunting
it aims at a landscape of tho...
Sunday 26th May 2019 11:32 am
fair views and fair do's
I don't have any apples of my eye
everything I like is optically admitted on equal terms.
I invite them all in whoever, whatever they are
treating each one the same as the others
none are regarded as strangers.
Each welcome guest receives a nod
from those already having arrived
or a signal or a certain way of saying
'hello! how are you?
for example,
an ...
Saturday 25th May 2019 11:12 pm
Going back leads nowhere
The past, he said, is something best eradicated
as if it was a time murdered victim of drained unimportance
worthy only of being buried in oblivion.
Or consider it, he added
like you would an unuseful damaging tool
that disrepairs the future.
Friday 24th May 2019 1:45 pm
Tube station blues
Busker strums at the bottom of the automated staircase
his little dog slowly cutely spins round and round
helping in its canine beggarly way to inspire donations.
These moving steps I get on trundle me upwards.
Suddenly I remember the tune the guy is playing and
it returns my mind to the school morning assembly hall
where we are all readying to sing our daily hymns
my har...
Thursday 23rd May 2019 5:14 pm
A love kill
I cell phone him from across town
my 'lover' with his growing impatience.
In the background, I can make out the sound of his fingers
tapping on a nearby hard surface ( like the last time I phoned! )
and at that point, I thought OH! THAT'S IT!
after all, I have loved him for too long anyway
remembering how he craftily gatecrashed my life all those years ago
and that I, li...
Wednesday 22nd May 2019 12:16 pm
praising the beloved
positive Jimmy, my cousin says 'I'm lucky to have survived for so long'
'A nice lad to his parent's'
attended to them both while all were enduring various sicknesses
that took their fatal tolls, gradually putting paid to each one of the three of them in turn.
Always a regular at family gatherings. He was the well, mannered one
smiling as blindfolded he attempted to pin the...
Tuesday 21st May 2019 6:49 pm
Venus personified
when spearing Moonlight
pierces the silent cimmerian gloominess of caverns
when that illumination exceeds the status of a hush
and disregards all shadowy rites
brightening their grasps
and as the passing of time, stooped, decrepit
continue's its staggering way
through the heaviness of age
memories of her are reawakened
like those he often recollects
...Monday 20th May 2019 10:47 am
Escariot
Thirty pieces of silver
paid for nothing but his own death
the ensuing trial, the washing of hands,
the twelve stations, the crucifixion
were, part of a journey of suffering
for the sake of love for mankind
but the tree, the rope
and the unspent coins of deceit
were I hope part of a journey
of treading a path to the darkest corner of hell.
Saturday 18th May 2019 10:40 pm
beach tenant
taking driftwood for a ride
loaded on a wheeled contraption.
He sends up a flurry of gulls
descending in his wake
as he continues searching the shore.
Walk him home.
Washed up logs lean against his sand powdered shack.
Anything around able to have collected rain
has done.
Among his collections of jetsam
so many maritime oddments
plastic floats, disca...
Saturday 18th May 2019 9:53 am
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