Poem of the Day – Dry Skies

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Dry Skies

 

Blades running deep cut in hillsides

Curving visceral combinations of time

Checking in unison with passion.

Ears of corn

Born to remember

Because it is simple; you can.

Poem of the Day – Parked Dreams

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Parking Dreams

 

Heavy heart drawing lines

Times and floating balloons full of dust

The wind is chilling

Instilling a climb down from giddy heights.

Poem of the day – Back in Broken Directions

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Back in Broken Directions

 

Tackle a Jack of all trades

Dismayed at a junction without lines

Where a car can crash on instruction.

Poem of the Day – Surface Tension

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Surface Tension

 

Skilled boatmen skims the wet land

Bouncing from boats to marshland

Sand between the toes in frozen wasteland

Sense prevails in opposite directions

Not to mention the party with the broken crockery

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Poem of the Day – Fresh Games

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Fresh Games

 

Packed up schemes in a box; far cry from a bitter tasting scar

Just a cloud gathering to mist over the seaside vista.

Poem of the Day – Placed in Dank Surroundings

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Placed in Dank Surroundings

 

Clammy, champions of built up bodies

Rippling drips of saliva from pursed lips

Dips into dust to dry the wounds

One must presume that they enjoy it

Every part rubbed with grease to hold limb to soldiers pride.

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Buckle up Crash Time

 

Stacked with sparkling party popping blisters

Insisting that loved ones are stalling

Falling,

Calling out for help

Poem of the Day – Falling Particles

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Falling Particles

 

Clipped chisels; scraping corners,

Filing for divorce; weeping in pyjamas.

Rusty cans cover the street

Filling up time; squeezed into black bags

Poem of the Day – Bricks and Torture

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Bricks and Torture

 

Valves open: flowing feeling

Cut and bound: no sound an echo’

A breath mists the window.

Poem of the Day – Practical Attack – An Xmas Party

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Practical Attack – An Xmas Party

 

Frozen incense, standing at angles

Tangles of belied illusions, confusions utter exclusion

From perilous shores the stones rattling in jars

Metal bars chilled in bitter windswept seasons

Feeding on built up lies

Ties to the past; falling in shards of glass

Piercing the heart

Just a part of the pain:

Chased in Dragons

Falling, pleading succeeding in accuracy

Make out night gowned felony

A crime not drawn intensity

Stick to the focus

Spell under hypnosis

A magnetic pull, a psychosis

Melodrama in process

Poem of the Day – A Bawling Dream

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A Bawling Dream

 

Packed in blinding hot boxes on wheels

Stolen away; a breath a day

Gasping in unison with choked birds singing

Thinking of black and white cover photos

Not knowing

The implications

Poem of the Day – Eerie Sea

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Eerie Sea

 

Awkward silence: the peace a violent under performing scream

Slicing cobwebs from the ceiling

Feelings crumble in just about time to make the clock

Poem of the Day – Slide in Passing Light

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Slide in Passing Light

 

Stripped of guns, the shots no longer biting:

Exciting only to the man counting the money.

The neighbours’ wealth dripping in calumny.

Some will see

A doubting Thomas built in me

Poem of the Day – Beams of Treasure

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Beams of Treasure

 

Pencil driven

Scrubbing imagination

Again rattling in tins

While chins wag with auspicious ideas.

Poem of the Day – Spreading Dresses

Spreading Dresses

 

Fleeced by shaven heads; beating drums, pumping hearts.

Apart from chilled skin; frayed cloth flaps in the wind,

Skinned alive like burning caverns: cracked open by the heat.

Poem of the Day – Trapped in Tins

Trapped in Tins

 

Skin flints the lot of them

Too tight for their trousers

Hows’ they got the nerve; or even deserve

A listening post

The most gifted whistle blower: who’d know her flashing teeth

Poem of the Day – Gripped in Seasons

Gripped in Seasons

 

Picked in singing yellow; an outing to a window

Seen now as a public relation guru

Sat under a fee; questioning the latest target

Set inside an answer: sheet twisted and tangled

Burning up the budget

Poem of the Day – Jagged Hedges

Jagged Hedges

 

 

Scarred tissue an issue for the mother

Another scandal to handle; dismantle

 

Educated in bath tubs

Bubbles in dreams:

Smothered in salty creams

To scrape the dirt from torn skin

Fiercely embattled;

Poem of the day – Picked up Presence

Picked up Presence

 

Fly tip: stripped of personal possessions

A median measured: just part of a whole

A crescent moon, turning to an audience

Poem of the day – Sprayed Intense

Sprayed Intense

 

Blown up balloons; open salutations; bending low in separate dreams

Schemes on settees with warm squeezing hands

Plans for further involvement;

Frozen in pyjamas

The ones with strings attached.

Poem of the Day – Balls Over

Balls Over

 

Crystal gaze shattered with consequence

Underneath a table

A dog lies; telling stories

Breaking templates with broken heels

Fresh grown gowns smothering cream that the cat licked up

Poem of the Day – Flaked Window

Flaked Window

 

Tinkering with locks: busting open

So you can see the light; the fracture

Enact the vision.

Poem of the Day – Cleaver assumption

Cleaver assumption

 

Blade: stand to attention

A building blasted and commended for its curves

Nerves tender with crowds of sniffers roaming the streets

Looking for adoration

Testing calls

Entering empty black holes

Now full of temperament

Poem of the Day – Chapel Creak

Chapel Creak

 

Bagged up belief; crushed in ice

Breaking light; an opening door

A law to itself; bulging and squeezing

Certain not pleasing; growing in the water

Poem of the Day – Bleak Scratched Picture

Bleak Scratched Picture

 

Hanging barnacles,

Scraped from ships; for funeral windows

Covered in sheets to cover the able

Poem of the Day – Talking dripping riddles

Talking dripping riddles

 

Flash photography driven:

Reflecting black window vehicles

Cynical plywood fantasies wouldn’t be an issue

As tissue damp with rain from broken gutter spreads mustard seeds burning.

Poem of the Day – Practical Battle

Practical Battle

 

Dug out and about: in town: in trunks

Bevelled sequinned suits:

Shining in sun day best

A request for a leaving party; as glasses break in two,

Or three. To many to count.