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Month: November 2015

How Do I Love You

Posted on 30/11/201530/11/2015 by wandakiel-rapana

I suppose when I stop and give thought to those things that as poets we all write about Over arching it all and I guess rightly so Love’s the number one theme without doubt Interesting the way, we as poets create shaping art through our thoughts and our dreams . When I read all those…

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Shifting Light

Posted on 29/11/2015 by john keast

An oblong of pale light at curtain’s edge, a shifting frame. It is a window of hope; I am darkness in the night; shuttered and cosseted with febrile spun mind. I watch street’s light shift, oblong’s lines drawn anew – and I am in that frame, a release, a gasp of air. Far away, sounds…

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something new

Posted on 29/11/2015 by Mark Prisco

I long for you in winter, sing of fall in spring;   head south, north; by north; west across continents,   the oceans of india, arabian seas. I was   a sailor, Trojan slain; and from the remains a Roman   soldier in the days of Etruscan Kings. Perhaps i   next time re-live this…

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Face The Horizon

Posted on 28/11/2015 by admin

As snow does to a fire your lovely outstretched feet does your white gown; arching the marvelous song he trembled to feel like dragonflies heading to be framed by a small glow of light! It droop’s her pale flower like cheek she dreams with. Them with a cloak of ignorance, they laugh at the sky….

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She waits patiently

Posted on 28/11/2015 by Peter Rimmer

She waits patiently, There are no tears, In the pale light of dawn, A low hanging moon, Gives consent, To a tentative sun, Their light mingles. The silver becomes luminous, Colour is born, The air thick, I can spread it on my bread, At once warm and cooling, Carries a tang of sea, A hint…

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hymn of the soul pearl

Posted on 28/11/2015 by peterlebaige

hymn of the soul pearl to Robbie Louis Stevenson, inspired by his story ‘The Beach of Falesá’ i shall make for the islands when my days are only afternoons cloud banks low on ocean only there with a sun’s fall remaining to the hour shall i find calm faced on all points of desire’s compass…

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Decieved

Posted on 28/11/2015 by Peter Rimmer

Those who do evil, In Gods name, Are deceived, The proof of the fruit, Reveals the root of the tree. There are amongst us, Those who would perpetrate monstrous acts, In Gods name, Proclaiming God to be great, Whilst destroying, Those whom God made. They are deceived, The fruit of their deeds, Reveals the root…

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The Shed

Posted on 27/11/201528/11/2015 by john keast

Beyond the clawing lace webs of spiders, secrets crouch. They are on dusty leaning-down shelves, in the shifting light of a far corner. Who comes here, past the red iron flank? Secrets come. This is where they reside: In the twitching summer light, peeking through boards. Come feel the dirt floor against your skin. Sit…

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The Path

Posted on 26/11/201512/08/2017 by Editor

A path was cast aside for your arrival, I was preparing our sanctuary amongst the burning flowers, They flare and smoulder into smoking ashes, Lost days thoughts are the language of our dreams, You ignited the weapon in me amongst other delicacies, I’ll still rise with a roar, rage and omit it all, The grinning…

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Love Cats

Posted on 26/11/2015 by admin

He figured she must be the same as his last cat                              Had often strayed as a kitten But hadn’t been given full satisfaction He was going to make her feel like the sun Take her all the way there and some…

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Unholy

Posted on 26/11/2015 by Peter Rimmer

By all that is unholy, I am the dark mirror, I am void, Devourer of worlds, I am WAR, I drink the blood of infants, Drain the world of innocence, I dwell in the crippled soul of humanity, I twist, I turn, I am greed, Venal, lustful, Jealous power, Raw and old, As old as…

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and if you that night had swung

Posted on 23/11/201523/11/2015 by Mark Prisco

And if you that night had swung, say, from a rope tied to the rafter…   What then? Would I have lived like the dead, long years piled high in dust… Until,   when? Friend, I’m dying. O, sterile! Wind. I saw   myself in the mirror, mile a minute. Going for it, you. You…

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