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Four Walls
Encaged in four walls, my kingdom Paralyzed within this asphyxiation I find the sense of purpose Beneath my endless confrontation Words and melodies burst out Through this act of liberation Darkness embraces and voices chant For this long-awaited coronation Burning eyes slowly seal, to let the pain finally heal A ceremonial welcoming, so surreal Light shining, anointing the king with no crown…
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ONE DAY SOON
Am I cursed to slip away one day With no one but my thoughts and Feelings beside my little bedside? When you’re happy you don’t care, About those moody ones beside you Of course you don’t, it’s fair enough Why should you worry about those Who can’t be bothered to look around? There’s two spaces to sit on my bed But there’s only any need for one There’s plenty of mugs and glasses, Why I bother…
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Don't Miss Me, Son, Ever After I Die
Don’t Miss Me, Son, Ever After I Die
Don’t miss me, Son, ever after I die For as a son I know how you will sigh With mixed feelings when you recall The spot where I showed you the first sugar cane The moment when I took you to DLG Elementary The first time we hiked in Cypress Mt Park The first sightseeing tour we had (to Zhangjiajie) The cozy restaurant where we ate in Beijing The short poem I bribed you to write in grade ten The…
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She
She projects her woes onto me Like static on a screen Stuck on one channel Showing endless repeats Of a daytime drama Eyes glued to it, Huddled alone in the dark. ©Richard Black Today’s featured poem comes from Richard Black about relationships and the symbiosis of one person and another. The infectious nature of a person’s state of mind, in this poem, for ill. It talks of stagnation that chokes…
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Race for Life
As the jogger runs past me And I finish the last of my cigarette I feel my life decreasing And his increasing I’m not sure who wins… © Zak Patrick Today’s featured poem by Zak Patrick is a new expression of the concept of whether a life lived uncompromisingly for personal enjoyment is better or worse than a life constrained by forcing oneself to live a clean and healthy life that you…
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The Entertainer
I have never travelled far beyond me nor spoken of my dreams, to the passing hoypoloi. I am more recognized for standing amid the flowers spliced between a sea of graceful waving grasses, behoving the ruddy heathen masses that congregate my battles shore. Always, yet as far away from perpetuity as life is to – freedom there are responses that only you can understand. Yet before I goad them…
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Publication Announcement: Conquest Released Today
Publication Announcement: Conquest Released Today
1st July – We are very pleased to announce the release of Conquest, the debut novel by Nottingham author C.J. Somersby, and the first in the “Angels of Chicago” series of paranormal fantasy novels. Sure to please fans of The Dresden Files, Preacher and Hellblazer, this book is one any discerning fantasy and horror fan will want to add to their bookshelf or Kindle immediately. Synopsis: Samuel…
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Shark Town
Shark Town by Zak Patrick #Poetry #Poem #Blog
Like a fish out of water I wade through the darkness Past the junkies, the monkeys and the man who sells bicycles Icicles hang from the noses of mammoths The painters paint The dealers deal The beggars beg And the thieves steal But I am invisible here My gills do not shine in this town Instead, they burn like lanterns that long to get to know the sky © 2015 Zak Patrick Today’s featured poem is…
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Another Lost Birthday
Another Lost Birthday by James G Piatt - Poem of the day. #poetry
The skeletal thin lady moved painfully through the shadows. It was cold and she was shivering. Her nose ring once shiny now a shadowy lackluster patina. Her tattooed neck discolored with the wrinkles of hard living, some even bleeding purple tears. The gaunt woman no longer young or pretty watched young girls walking down the other side of the street carefree and laughing. She had lost her…
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Thank You
Thank You by Zak Patrick - Poem of the day 22nd June 2015
Last night she told me she loved me – for real I listened to these words before but I didn’t believe them But this time it was a genuine longing I could see it in her eyes Even amongst the drunken circus we were in I knew it was real and the words had waited to leave the lips for a long while But you see, As nice as these words sound and as warm as they can make you feel Does not make up for my…
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Cuthbert Bank
Cuthbert Bank by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm. Featured #poetry for 18th June.
Ringing the changes supplementing slave wages, falling down sheds mark an era that’s dead. Working class men with a tab and a pint, punching the clock as their bird takes flight. Banding and tagging the old boys are lagging, as technology brings the changes to win. Racing the homer with nothing odd to see, squab, Ilion song as their ancestors fly free, smoke grey flight over cooling tower…
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New Glasses
New Glasses by Martin Dean - #Poem of the day 16/06/2015
Triggered initially by thoughts about my own eyesight, this soon became an exploration of the multi-sensory world we live in. In my neatly tiled spot-lit kitchen The misdirected long spoon beats resonances on the knickerbocker glass My hand guided errantly by brand new prescription spectacles Bifocal views of raspberry ripple and cherry sauce and the malign force between lens and glass that…
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Black Stranger
Black Stranger by Zak Patrick - Poem of the day 08/06/2015 #poetry
The crow doesn’t fly past my window anymore His black feathers do not parachute from the sky Why did I know that crow? And how did he know me? Either way, while I may be waiting by my window, That crow deserves to be free © 2015 Zak Patrick Today’s featured poem is “Black Stranger” by Zak Patrick, whose piece evokes solitude, society and a primal longing to be free. The queries as to the…
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King Vultures
King Vultures - today's featured #poem on our blog by Laura Brown
One of these could drop at any time. See how incuriously they plod ahead. A jaguar could take them out before they knew it. And their offspring – far too many, and their cries never cease: “MUM-MAY! MUM-MAY OISH-KREEM!” Surely they’ll have to let the weakest starve? How dull it must be to lift each limb. No wingèd cloak, no metal-button eyes, No striking yet practical crimson crown. We’ll help…
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Shadows
Shadows by Christina Murphy. #poetry
“The longing is to be pure. What you get is to be changed.” —Jorie Graham
The bright shades of ragged elms and roses splayed across some unknown dawn rip the circumference from its core; the same disruption foretells the hollow light of sea winds flowering in the dark and of rocks singing to the waterfalls
A surfeit of cold waves marks the twilight with strains of silence and endurance; random…
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-Messenger, I have chosen against the icons- / Today's poem on our blog.
Peaceful dismissive destiny I have chiseled on a charnel wall; You would do better, forsaken torch, to report back to our Persian lord that I, summoned I was as his herald, would Now announce myself Apostate and thus summon to life What only naked, antiquated madness would dare to Immortalize in the limestone of exile.
Proximity sin-I claim the naked dimensional, the clear message That’s been on…
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Tree Frog
Tree Frog by Colin W Campbell. Today's featured poem on the blog. #poetry
How do you do. I’m a tree frog. How about you, you a frog too?
Where are you? I’m up a tree. How about you, up a tree too?
See the smoke. Slash and burn. Makes me choke, choke and croak.
What can I do, I’m a tree frog? How about you, what can you do?
© Colin W Campbell 2015
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Today’s poem comes from Colin W Campell, another poet we have featured before on the blog. “Tree Frog” is a deceptively…
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