Poetry Blog by Stockport WoL
Aqueous humour's not very funny
Neither is how easily we forget
The story of each other's pain
Arranged marriages of spirits and the
remnants of deep pain
The sky is a plush blue velvet
Its papery clouds are upon it
As if they are lace - the
Dew glistens on the grass
Like numerous bright eyes looking
Up at the sky
The wrong arrangement can be d...
Monday 9th July 2018 10:34 pm
Riots in another Eden, Eve’s tearful funeral,
Her truth was a lie and was all about Eve
Caged across anonymous affairs
Over poetic contexts in fragmented narratives
Through expectant open-mouthed pockets where paradise
Would never be the same again
Eve has escaped the serpent
But not its bite, she chases the dragon now
The blackened souls will always rule,
But not i...
Monday 11th June 2018 11:35 pm
Good food side by side,
Poems two by two,
Just walk, walk my friend to the Joy,
From the darkness, walk now to your summer.
Hera disbelieving Zeus kicks
Him between the legs. He smiles
Surprised by joy
And my lover said to me
Walk to the door of joy
And well come me
Revisiting revenge underneath pie trucks
Like a rampant ground hog day
Funny and r...
Tuesday 15th May 2018 7:52 am
Thread-bear walks away, brave and curious
Travelling down a road
Knowing nothing about time and space
Happiness of the hangman, as
the Death Row fly is executed.
Silken threads, falling heart strings
There is death in crowns and crones, in the tender air
We are always cutting threads - or weaving them.
I slipped on folded paper that has more than pa...
Tuesday 10th April 2018 12:39 pm
Poetry in unusual places
Yarn-bombing red as a spaniel
Line of poetry clutters in clusters
Faeries and Diddymen, aliens and witches
We transcend to rainbows when we die
Cold coffee cup clocks stuck at half-past six
The witch her face disfigured
Better methinks burnt at stake.
Lost in the past watching swallows flying north in spring
Swallows in blue s...
Monday 19th March 2018 10:06 pm
The organisers of the Heatons Arts Trail have sent me the following about our proposed workshops:
We need something specific from poets. Their ideas would need to go into the application or be discussed and decided beforehand.
No idea how it would be organised re the working together with artists but we need to have something concrete from someone wanting to do a workshop. So that we ca...
Friday 16th February 2018 10:36 am
Various forms, jump into sestinas
with withering winds and eager ancestors
A room with no windows shakes and rattles
It holds inside a madman singing of
From man back to monkey
With a wave of Mr Wizard's Wand
That cruel hateful yellow star
Kissing chaos: my man is not ill
Tasting the salt, feeling the bullets
He disappointed his ancestors,
Tuesday 13th February 2018 11:42 am
The Heatons Arts Trail (held in July) is already looking for contributors in the spheres of art, music and words. Of course, we still have our Heatons Twaiku twitter account.
If anyone has ideas for workshops or other poetic activities, please post them here.
Friday 26th January 2018 9:52 am
Give everything away you won't need those things
Snow drops bring new beginnings and fresh starts.
New hopes, old fears, grasping at
The sky, fingers crossed for meaning
Does the eagle eat the dove, or the dove
Soothe the eagle?
The kings race across the snow and through
The winds of time to the new born truth.
Monday 8th January 2018 10:21 pm
Birds in nests, delicate bluebells
Thrive in demanding abundance
Nature takes its course
As the animals go wild
Overcoming your insecurities
Whether swimming in lakes or crossing gateposts
Catching ghosts in the shadows
But you must let them go.
Run through the wind
And John said "Oh dear! Oh dear!"
Lozenge lawns running through the winds
He is ...
Monday 8th January 2018 10:14 pm
Tags From Last Year
Cynthia Buell Thomas on February 2018 Collage Poem - Running with the Wild Wind (Tue, 13 Feb 2018 03:47 pm)
Nigel Astell on February 2018 Collage Poem - Running with the Wild Wind (Tue, 13 Feb 2018 03:22 pm)