Poetry Blog by Rose Casserley

living in an inner world ain't so bad

and I'm glad your grunt missions failed

nothing no-one has so far scaled

this artificial land

of pretend rock and sand

we live in as it circles Mars

none of your roving cars

will be safe here on this false moon-okay?

we prefer you keep well away!

and we'll scupper your plans

to get your strange five-fingered hands

on the d...

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of my heart, I give grateful pieces

to the land the sky, universe and the seas

placing one at the feet of all mountains

others in branches of every tree

I present yet more to each flower and grass blade

individually to all animals, birds, insects  that roam

to the stars the clouds in the same singular fashion

those beautiful relations of my earthen home.

A share s...

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( payback to my past supporters. )

I wonder, he said

when our lives have ended

if you and I were to come back

as different beings,

you, as a Deer and I as a Tiger for example

would our recognition of each other

in some way still be possible?

only, I replied pondering on that William Blake type scenario

if, at that point in such a time

you were to do som...

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Happier and happier by day by night

to repeat my betrothals 

to the Sun to the Moon

golden and silver encircling my heart

their tendrils of warmth and tranquillity.

With these rings am I wed to each of thee again.

Come then once more

witness my thankful vows

you ever attentive wedding guests

that bless the air

that glorifies the depths of oceans 

or ...

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of the silent sufferer's I will never forget a close friend

too susceptible

vainly seeking remission

from the warped weight he had been burdened with

through absolutely no fault of his own

his grip on reality slackened

his self-identification lost 

having walked away  from itself long ago

why couldn't someone professionally caring enough

given him the real dire...

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thank god and progress it seems to have disappeared!

the gaudy, silken-oysterish 'outfit'

that made the unfashionable 

look as though

they belonged to a travelling circus

or had been playing the role of a chav Pagliacci

in some demented (soap) opera

but fair play to the darer-wearer

having the balls to appear in public

in such clownish attire!

surely drugged...

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it's the certain other items of the deceased old lady

they vulture after now

not the laminated chipboard bookcase

or the much-scarred dining table, the kitchen implements

she coveted for their practicality

or the cheapskate bric-a-brac type gifts

presented to her when she was wed long, long ago

or even the Victoriana styled white lacy outfit

she wore on the day

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so, here are the photographs

pictorially telling of our daily, weekly, monthly yearly

journey through life

still-life images,

faces, figures, friends, fashions, pets, places and much more of the miscellaneous

showing how babies shape-shifted into bigger he's and shes

becoming venturers of the big wide world

experiencing its kindnesses and kicks in the teeth

s...

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There's always another budding guitarist.

This one

able to practice thank's to a big parental loan

hoping that fame and fortune

might do him a life-long favour

and create a link up with the big boys of rock

he understands the possibility

of having to wait the fuck out of-when?

maybe watching his dream being shit on time after time

that's why I'm keybo...

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I walk  five miles on the flat

between alternating grassed and bouldered hills.

Walkings a natural thing to do

a normal practice that never deserts you.

So, here I am again

continuing much where I left off

not for the worse but for the better.

A cruciform skylark floats above

reclaiming its ethereal stage

thermal catching wings outspread.

The old d...

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yule tides

always wash ashore extra employment.

Ma, year-round house proud skivvy

doing her impersonation of her turbanned Mother

faffing about her domestic domain

sloshing ceilings and walls of every room

with colours she loved and nobody else did!

along with her duster dancings

from sideboard to telly to window-ledge

the twirlings went on and on

and anythi...

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Country lane.

Cornering.

SLAM! goes my foot on the brake pedal!

Just ahead, a jostling convoy of cows

a black and white live slideshow

leaving one gate for another

each set of four legs

staggering under the heavy milky weight they carry

like wine in goatskins

the white fluid is housed

but in their own nippled flesh bags

slung underneath heaving to an...

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as the train hurries her away

she suddenly recalls the song she heard

being hummed by an old guy she passed on the platform

the words coming back to the fore

of her duty cluttered mind

returning her to the precious era of the sixties

there she is again

in the dressing mirror

approving of her Janis Joplin influenced reflection

long raggy hair, far away eyes, lee...

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ten years on

someone I think is you returns again

this time

benched on the roadside

suddenly illuminated

by moonlight painting its white light way

through the canopy of tree's above you

but then, the same as you have done

on so many occasions before

you no sooner appear then vanish just as quickly

this must not be allowed to happen anymore

for my desperat...

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in the technologically bossed world

power play is the game

I.T. companies at each other's throat

an updating battle 

as they try to kill each other off

for as long as possible

without bloodshed

So is the natural process of life

slowly being directed

down a one-way street to Oblivionsville?

are certain ( unnecessary ) gizmo's, gadgets, logistics, apps, robotics,

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I am constantly being told

to stop going back to the past

but it is

as if I am being forced to travel there

in this vehicle of my weakness

stuck in reverse gear

it is as if

I am being directed there

by an unknown wearying force

and made to repeatedly look

through the window of a misery ravished house

in the darkest part of Memory Street

crammed full wi...

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Preggers at sixteen

babied out at twenty-eight

married a second time

and for good at thirty-five

today it is ten years 

since you first coughed blood into your hanky

kick-starting your fears and our ensuing sorrows

it turned out to be cancer.

I wasn't there, working far away

not knowing the results

that you so foolishly so bravely

kept to yourself

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that morning and so surprisingly

you didn't feel like having sex!

since then

I have discovered that your erotic appetite

once as hungry as large as that of any other 

Casanovaesque lover

was being somehow damped down

gradually erased

by impotent particles swirling somewhere inside

as if it had stepped out into a snowstorm

and can never be found again.

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the weaponised gifts of hope and determination

are my timeless attentive's, constant companions

not things that come and go

like the starry stares

that temporarily diamond button

the ethereal black moon brooched cloak of night

presiding only until dawn decides otherwise

and slams it's bright door in their faces

such ongoing exchanges

such indetermination's

such a...

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The only way we can be together forever

he said

is in the next life

so.....

I considered putting two bullets in the gun

or,

poison in our drinks

or

better still

run his f*****g wife over!

YESSSS!!!

then we could have

the best of both worlds!

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letter 1.....the plumber......

Dear LOOise

sorry I've been a bit of a DRIP lately in not having written to you before now

but my CISTERN has been out of sorts leaving me DRAINED

Doctor says it's because I've not been HEATING enough that has caused me to feel under PRESSURE

I think it all started when that COPPER caught me taking  LEAK in BATH

I would have driven off bef...

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having divorced life

I know all too terrifyingly well

who my next groom will be

it will be he

who waits behind the door of shadows

I will be forced to enter

it will be he

who takes my name forever

and replaces my flesh

with veils of invisibility 

whose skeletal arm

my skeletal arm

will be enfolding

as we both walk

down deaths aisle

t...

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angrily remembering

the men

who in the impoverished lives

of her mother

and her mother

had taken them

into some dark recess

and fucked them both

in paid for frenzies

the painful reminder frightens her

she tries so hard to heed the warnings

but empty coffers and the scarcity of real love

dominate the urge

for her to follow in their sad footsteps

no kind fav...

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unable to replace the loss

she chooses 

an unreal replacement

a forgiving figment

of her imagination

a dream child

that she is at work

constantly nursing, lullabying,

whispering golden affections to

an invisible infant held as close as possible to her breast

to her every thought

a morbid stand-in she needs 

to sadly usurp the home in her arms

that s...

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anticipating nothing

on this day

washed in pointlessly wished for sunshine

I surrender my maiden independence

as the dictated vows are repeated

ring pushed home 

and daft tears start falling

from all loving eyes present

here I go

leaving the launch pad

to my new life

arm in arm with a whiskey-sodden father

followed by my girly gang outriding bridesmaids

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Lay thee down with me in this earthern hollow

my much-beloved youth

and in this bosom mine repose and seek

sleeps deep and flowing truth

let nights silence remain full cloaking

each and every hill and dale

come moon and stars attend thy stay

let sweetest peace prevail

forget all tumultuous dominances

their stony malice's their thought piercing spear sharp threa...

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I am sharing with him love

the colour of gold

while others less fortunate

can only douse theirs in pallid shades.

How strong we burn with more than the hottest flame

of a love

that swims in the truth of a miracle.

There is no other gift, no other element of beauty

tempting enough

to draw me away from the perfection of his presence

ours is the solitary p...

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why after all these years

am I still unsettled, itchy-footed

addicted to leap-frogging circumstances

enduring one involvement

of  house refurnishing then soon after emptying

to the next?

strangely urged to move, move and move again

like some restless cat-walk model

all too quickly stepping out of one brick's and mortar dress

and into another

hoarding nothing...

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those vermillion vampiric neck buttonings

blood brooches sucked to the surface of the skin

by infatuated biters raising heated responses from the bitten

love-crazed woundings of affection

crimson flowerings wildly, passionately planted

on public or private spaces of the flesh

tell-tale temporary tattoos

hair or scarf hidden by the shy

or those fearing parental wra...

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what is slowly grinding away

all that we have gathered of ourselves

comes to the fore again

rising like an uncontrollable beast

I see leering in your artificial smile

celebrating its harmfulness

in the look of nothing

projecting from your eyes

condoning sorrow

standing in a numbed state

that should never have been known to us

listening to a final silence

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Time of a year's death.

Least desired season

often arriving with an Arctic hello

though radiant at the point of falling

from a lactescent sky

snow dressed and

speaking in a whirling language of howls.

A bitter legend

strewn everywhere in mute heaps

and underfoot layers pillow thick

skin biting its way through to the bone

like a white vulture, cold as...

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four a.m. disturbance outside

dredges him from the warm depths of sleep.

Annoyance and nosiness

overtake

lifts the blankets

sits him up head-scratching

draws a whispered 'bloody norah! 

from his denture-less mouth 

turns up the volume on the hearing aid

and puts his eighty-year-old feet into slippers.

Windowwards he shuffles

parts the curtains

face wide

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still unable 

to leave the echoes of her parents disowning anger behind

they follow the days of her abandonment like a vicious dog.

Above, in the fading light

birds cross her cold

building sandwiched slice of sky

answering migrations call

ground rooted and wingless

and in seeing their free gifts of flight

their capabilities to more or less leave at will

-und...

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WARNING! THIS POEM CONTAINS FLASH PORNOGRAPHY! 

much more will I go dogging

so late into the night

though lines of men grow longer

their car headlights just as bright

and they all outwear their sheathe's

and their hands near outwear my breasts

and I must have my tea break

and the car springs have their rest

though the night was made for dogging

and if t...

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the unstoppable departure comes to you and, I 

when times allowance says goodbye

knowing, love of life must end as heartbeats end their will

into enigmatic darkness forever spill

there no touch of sun or moon shall reign

on that far far away and strange peripheral plain?

indeed does this sad finality that all despise

unclench our grip on mortalities prize

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(from the ridiculous to the regretful)

old damaging's

continue

going on and on

with their heavily hope weighing down performances

on the stage of my ageing mind

while wearing their usual drab sackcloth costumes

demanding an applause from me of nothing but tears   

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OMG! the excitement

of thinking who you might be

hopefully someone with a place just for me on his athletic type knee.

Romantic? a dancer? fun without the need to get pissed?

brill at cooking ace at f******g would I die for your kiss? 

Do be kind do be gentle never leave me alone

please care for my mind be sentimental

make me wet reading your every text on my phone.

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how much the land makes me think

it represents Heathcliffe

the sea, Kathy

when both running to embrace each other

and refill the loss of their togetherness

with a combined ground swelling

and wave surging of loves energy

both again waltzing

too happy to consider times short allowances.

The sea's lonely fluency, the shores heart longing gaze

satisfied tempora...

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was it in your repetitive times of darkness

when you lost the obedience of  determinations

to pour hope into your heart

and drown the growth of despair?

Why did something not startle awake

the understanding of yourself?

Why do you allow who you should be

to be chained down without reason

when the whole sky, is waiting for your flight to freedom?

Are you go...

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The loss of somebody important to you

will gradually make its presence felt

will be beside you

growing like a flower 

you would have wanted to have kept growing with you

whoever he was that should have filled that absence

has gone, taken his identity and love

but this will not trouble you right now

not while you are blowing bubbles of saliva

not while you are in the...

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sometimes I'm only floating,

unblinking snowman-esque

on the surface of sleep's river 

unable to sink into and inhabit the fullness

of its restful depths.

While the black fog of darkness swells

continues to invade the dying day

going on with it's perfectly fitting and clothing of the room

I am locked in the drowse frozen arms of insomnia

hoping they will soon m...

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their life starved minds

leashed to nothing

wanderers of wildernesses

staring, staring

at thought emptied landscapes

where no resurrections of the past will flare

such scorning, grinding mental poverty!

Here is slow damage

stemming, the giving veins

unpicking their memories down to the bone

hoarding their futures

stealing their souls. 

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love and hate

as in the past

as in the present

as in forever

life's irrefutable bedmates

that we will go on

sharing existence with

a forced marriage

to these two disagreeing grooms

till death do us part.

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uncontrollably floating

I, sail, the blue

I, sail, the grey

I, sail, the black

seas.

Aimless drifter

among associated merging fleets

unowned by earth's magnetism 

immeasurable shape shifter

occasional-

rain banks

snow mountains

ethereal cathedrals

sky ghost faces

mist islands

each one

however determined

an immortal occupier

of ex...

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with a souls appetite

that consummates all that is beautiful

I watch the horizons slow announcement

of sunlight

soon will its golden tide descend

flooding hills and valleys

inciting wakefulness

swaddling all that has been freed 

from night

with warmth.

My observations

are being married once more

to peaceable gifts.

This is heaven

beginning t...

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First question,

are we going to be friends?

Do you have an easy way for me to use you?

understandable information

to show I am operating you

in the right way?

yes? no? yes? no?

if not how can we be friends?

whats that you say? what do you mean?

stop confusing me!

open your technological heart!

Look!

here is my patience

please reward it

take away my ne...

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how much

she wants returned

who she was

before the mistakes

before the regrets

before age pinned her 

to these lonely years

forced her to endure a future

chance-damaged

by foolishness in her youth

to now live in a time

emptied of all she could have been

not just a means to a choiceless end

not just an ongoing riddle she cannot solve

a wound ...

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Sunday morning bells

after whose every peal

the air would vibrate

and how!

metallic cacophony

ringing liquidity

invisibly rippling

circularly reaching

striving to awaken silence

dismiss faithlessness

wherever it lurks

heavenly summonings 

sabbath reminders to those

who would then

or ever would

turn a deaf ear

or a blind heart

to the...

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for me

nothing BITES!! anymore

I mean REALLY BITES!!

everything about anything I expect more of

that could move me

remains as though preferring to hesitate indefinitely

seems soft toothed or altogether toothless

the biting cause for an OMG! or a jaw-drop

has been dulled

but for how long I wonder?

My desire for excitement

remains unbitten unperforated

t...

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I

am a gift

to myself

a woman whose acknowledgement 

of self and pride

permeates resonates

will never be concealed

they flame-leap outwards

from the heart's fire

burning and branding

the trademark of my identity

on my claim of the air

I move in.

Deeply will deeply must my soul

learn to swim

in life's depths of understanding

and more so

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