Posts tagged ‘poet’

March 14, 2017

Innocence

by HemmingPlay

Everyone but God, if you believe, is
Innocent of tomorrow.
Caesar, full of swagger, innocent of the daggers of friends,
Mary innocent she’d see a son murdered, slowly, while she watched.
Me, innocent about everything, including
whether a satellite will fall on me, or
I’ll get a certified letter that
immortality, six virgins and a chocolate cake
will be delivered on Saturday by 10 a.m..

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March 12, 2017

Perhaps

by markfahmy

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Perhaps you were the one
But I knew it not at the time
Perhaps you were my rising sun
But I never took the signs

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March 6, 2017

The Ticking of the Clock

by HemmingPlay

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We sat by the fire and you put your bare foot in my lap.

I was looking out the window, lost somewhen,

then whisked back by the slenderest of ankles.

I came later, to find you asleep, naked, on your stomach,

Red curls spread across the pillow. I

uttered a silent, joyful, primal prayer,

and we were moving, oblivious, as of old.

Then you were ripped away.

I rose, anguished, from sleep.

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March 2, 2017

Water Child-A Ghazal*

by HemmingPlay

In Mystery

I was a relentless swimmer as a child, more at home
under the surface, leaving it only for air, wishing for gills.

In the pond’s murky realm a few feet down, the big bass, motionless,
eyes swiveling, waited for someone’s last mistake.

In the muddy shallows, the sun warmed the water most,
small things hatched, safe from mouths in the deep water.

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March 1, 2017

Book Available

by HemmingPlay

For sale now on Amazon http://amzn.to/2lQnNoL

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February 17, 2017

The Most Beautiful Flower

by markfahmy

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Once I thought,
that the most beautiful flower
grows in the middle of fields.
And among the lush green,
she sways and dances with the breeze.

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February 15, 2017

My Valentine

by The Showers of Blessing

Poetry challenge: Valentines poem.
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(Ceramic piece painted by Miriam Hurdle)

It was serendipity that we met.

Summer had not stated yet, but

It was the final week of school.

I decided to go to

This group met at home.

We chatted, we snacked.

You asked what I did for fun,

I smiled, didn’t answer the question.

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February 13, 2017

I Was A Horse

by HemmingPlay

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with the February rain dripping off the eaves.
A memory floated by that in a previous life
I was a horse. No question.
A big, brown horse with
soft, knowing eyes. I had been abandoned

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January 27, 2017

Underneath

by helenmidgley

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January 10, 2017

~ Without Words…

by ladyliterati

~ Without Words
When the Poet no words to share

The soul lingers unaware

The inner voice cannot be heard

Collective conscious void of word

And the Poet – head bent in defeat

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January 8, 2017

Birthday Request

by HemmingPlay
Pillars of Creation: interstellar gas and dust in the Eagle Nebula, some 6,500-7,000 light years from Earth where stars are born

“Pillars of Creation”: Hubble photo of interstellar gas and dust in the Eagle Nebula, some 6,500-7,000 light years from Earth where stars are born

In case anyone’s interested,
I’d like the superpower of “Folding” for my birthday.
It cuts out the middle man
to command space and time
with no bureaucracy.

Like a cosmic calendar with tricky bits.
I’d fold weeks, months, years, centuries together,
jump to any time, past or future.
The first would be hanging with
the first human band to walk out
of Africa 60,000 years ago.
I’d wait in the shade of a date palm,
on the banks of the Nile,
bouncing rocks off the skulls of crocodiles,
keeping an eye out to the south.
I would get a fire going and
cook hot dogs and hamburgers,
and have beer chilling on ice.
History’s first tailgate.

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January 1, 2017

Renewable Vow

by HemmingPlay

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I was 21 when I took the official vows,
but had really taken the important ones
some months earlier. When I proposed
on April Fools Day and she said ‘yes.’
And like two fools,
we thought that was just fine.
Turns out, nearly 50 years later, it was.

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December 30, 2016

Her

by markfahmy

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I look at her as she dreams her mind away,
like she always does.
And I cannot find the words I want to say,
every one of my thoughts seems to have run away.

She smiles quietly and holds my hand,
and stars in far away galaxies would jubilantly dance.
My heart pumps more blood to my mind that does not understand,
how can a simple girl own my world with a single glance?

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December 29, 2016

Forever Glow

by markfahmy

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At some point the rivers of your life will suddenly stop,
your time will have come to leave this world behind.
And that little heart of yours will cease to hop,
while your soul starts floating towards the light it tries to find.

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December 28, 2016

Concrete Though

by Harry

Submitted by  Clara Gross

I know of the face that lives in the wall,

A presence unwelcome, a pest that dwells,

Its gaze I fear, its purpose my downfall,

Though hidden; it seeps my own plaster hells.

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December 28, 2016

Being Careless

by HemmingPlay

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December 27, 2016

Time

by HemmingPlay

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I tried running downstream once
And realized I could not
Step into the same river twice.

I was asleep for 50 years,
More or less, and, now awake,
Fear there is not enough time to finish my work.

Hemmingplay

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December 27, 2016

Pleasing words

by Jem Croucher

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The simplicity
of pleasing words
crafted

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December 22, 2016

The poet’s dog

by Jem Croucher

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Curled up in a ball
and sleeping as I write
My faithful hound called ‘Obi’
is a lovely sight

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December 18, 2016

Skidding Past A Woods On A Snowy Evening

by HemmingPlay

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Whose tracks those are I think I know
His auto’s by trees yonder, though;
He cannot see me skidding past
(His windows buried deep in snow.) 

My Subaru must think it queer
To try to stop in any gear
Trapped ‘tween ditch and looming truck
Whee! First ice storm in this crappy year!

Safety brakes cause wheels to shake
Miss the truck? ‘Tis a grim sweepstake
The only other sound the squeals
Of a useless scream and semi’s brakes.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
And I now wish I’d picked the Jeep,
But tears’ll freeze if now I weep,
But tears’ll freeze if now I weep.

*With apologies to Robert Frost

December 17, 2016

You Never Know

by markfahmy

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The thing about life is,
that you never know..

You never know who you hurt with the words you spoke,
or whose heart you accidentally broke.

You never know who you damaged every bit of their soul,
or whose shine you mercilessly stole.

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December 14, 2016

As Though Each Were Your Last

by HemmingPlay
When the sun comes up like thunder

Photo:When the sun comes up like thunder

“I just want to see how long the string is. This never gets old. It gets more interesting, actually.” — Keith Richards, Rolling Stones

Each day is here then gone, a brief chance to
roll the salt and savor of it on the tongue, to enjoy
each passing smile and twinkling eye and lovely curve,
reminding me I am still alive.
Teaching me why, in the now.

Each sunset red on the world,
a hint at what becomes of us all.

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December 14, 2016

Believe In You

by markfahmy

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If you ever believe in anything so strongly,
then I hope you do believe in you.
And dismiss all the shit that was said to you, wrongly,
along with that damaging self-talk you tell yourself too.

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December 14, 2016

The poet’s echo

by Jem Croucher

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There was a moment
part of night-time and silence
in the small hours when
a whisper sounded like a shout

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December 13, 2016

There Isn’t Time

by markfahmy

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I hope you realise before it’s already too late.. that there isn’t time.

There isn’t time for you to feel worthless,
There isn’t time for you to feel sorry for yourself,

There isn’t time to sink into the waters of the past,
There isn’t time to recount the failures of yesterday,
There isn’t time to dwell on relationships that didn’t last,
There isn’t time to repress the words you always wanted to say..

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December 11, 2016

Fog on the Ring – tanka

by Jem Croucher

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Fog thick as pea soup
shrouds the Sussex countryside
Trees hide like shadows
Quiet whispers, coy and shy
as again I climb the Ring

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December 10, 2016

Knowing

by helenmidgley

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Original Photo : www.morguefile.com/p/849851

Text : Helen Midgley

 

December 8, 2016

Protest

by dinamicdynasty

In my minds eye I protest,

Protest about the ever growing voilence of our world.

Protest about the ever growing pain.

I open my mouth to speak

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