Common Blue By Mike Watts

It was surrounded By wild flowers Painted- miss perpetual motion That we flaunted Our existence In the gentlest manner - Sharing, (as I slipped inside her) The sweet tastes Of summer. Now I can only squirm, Redden when I remember Up and down Beneath the sun Just how blinded We were: And our flesh Captured In that dog-walker's eye, Was as shocking As the spider That Sucked You Dry.

Copyright Mike Watts 2008

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Poetry - A Smoke and a Lady By Lee Cassanell

	Two glasses of baileys and a liquor I cannot pronounce We sat in the Kitchen while others were sleeping somewhere at the back of the house. It all seemed familiar She poured a tall vodka Read more...

Poetry - Sewage Farm and Ash By Manuro

	Trees are more patient Than you or I They wait around While we all die They give us fruit And shade and wood That we use to make coffins Read more...

Poetry - Broke Beyond Repair By Paul England

	I can't find the words to touch the streets today life is all messed up and Britain's lost it's way As the violence escalates I've heard their point of view Cherie you're a joke Read more...

Poetry - Unfinished (republished With audio MP3 download) By Laurenceaux

Your sickness is inside of you trapped within your head, distraught with insecurities, irrational instabilities are signs I always dread. With childish eyes - implicit faith to me you'd run in pain, Read more...

Poetry - Karma Bonfire By Joe Hakim

I wanted to be alone so I disconnected the phone days ago switched off the TV because I didn't want to see the blood flow shredded all my clothes    Read more...

Poetry - Cool Hand Luke By Del Abe Jones.

Paul Leonard Newman January 26 1925; September 26 2008 He was a quiet, private, Man But, a giant, amongst the stars A philanthropist to millions And owned and drove racecars. He was a producer and director And an actor, beyond, compare Read more...

Poetry - Don't Be Afraid, I'm Here, Stop Crying. By Danny James Archer

A warm tear falls down your pale white cheek. I love you bewildering eyes, your scared expression. 'don't be afraid, I'm here, stop crying.' The night grows purple, the trees are listening.   Read more...

Poetry - Freak By Daphne Liver

	You should be a painter You should be an artist You should get a full time job As a chemist. As an electrician You're a genius. You need to write full-time. Read more...

Poetry - Accident Prone By Joe Hakim

I walk straight into this one which makes it hurt so much more. I ignore the signs, the warnings -    Read more...

Poetry - Memories Of Sand By Lee Cassanell

	I once was a soldier A killer of men With a gun in my hand And a prayer on my breath I was Gods tool of torture His puppet of pain Read more...

Poetry - Peace Or War? By Del Abe Jones.

Yet, another year has passed by Since, those terrorists struck our Land Even, after all this time gone by Still hard, to comprehend or understand. How can a person hate so much And be so blinded, by their belief Read more...

Poetry - Year To The Day By Mike Watts

When salt slides Down your skin When your eyes Are raspberry red When your heart's A fist in your throat When a memory Read more...

Poetry - The Long Walk By Jazminn

	The manuscripts lie there And I cry For my favourite pieces How will I explain? Blood drips slowly And joins the mud below Read more...

Poetry - Still By John Stobart

Away, not here, She flew the nest Gone like the morning dew Return not imminent Scent in the air Memories harsh of you    Read more...

Poetry - Mr Mist Her By Laurenceaux

Mr average Mr median Mr middleman, Mr standard deviant Mr mean root squared, Mr miserable Mr lost Read more...

Poetry - The Principles of Paranoia By Joe Hakim

My spider-sense is tingling, there's a glitch in the Matrix, a disturbance in the Force, a sickening twist in my gut that says: something is wrong.    Read more...

Poetry - Burning With Desire By Paul England

	This who I am I don't care what people think my heads a fucking mess cos crazy killed my shrink so I wrote about my life to get shit off my chest Read more...

Poetry - Shambala By Lee Cassanell

	Under the sadness of what might have been an old poem lies torn in the drawer of my dreams The lost words rest unsaid scratched with ink on the page which I wrote at the dawn of my formative days Far away with the fairies and gone with the wind through the valley of weed to the palace of sin were all chalices brim and all hellions drink to a beer Read more...

Poetry - 'ull By Terry Ireland

I come from 'ull, pal It's my home town Its struggled And juggled To break from the past And maybe just maybe There's light at last Read more...

Poetry - Every Day By Joe Hakim

I'm sat on a bench in Pearson Park. The previous night's excitement has turned into granules of sand in my nostrils. My sweat tells me that I dropped a logo, sometime around 3. On my lap sits a list of all the people I haven't pissed off yet -    Read more...

Poetry - Cert. 18 By Mike Watts

I handed over a twenty And we left the queue To join another: Popcorn, Revels, Ribena - I handed over a ten And then we queued again. Fifteen minutes limped by Read more...

Poetry - Ode to the Old By Helena Musgrave

	I served my country and grafted hard all my life but you would never have guessed. As the drug addicts barge past me in my oh, so familiar chemist to claim their next hit, I wait patiently in line to receive my life extending drugs (what life). Juveniles shout abuse and laugh at my ailments; if only I were young again I would be released from this stoop, this frailty, this greyness Read more...

Poetry - Rum Punch Love By Lee Cassanell

	Sing a song of cigarettes Of vodka eyes And whisky lakes Of Cocaine Hills And Cocoa Mills Of chocolate stars and ice cream fields Read more...

Poetry - Olympic Pride - Beijing 2008 By Darren Sant

	All that glitters is not gold, You bask in the glow of present glory, We remember tanks in the square, You grasp with greed for gold, We recall the flow of red, You tell us that you've changed, Read more...

Poetry - Who's that Girl? By Andrea Longstaff

	Nothing exists yet no one is free The karma police are not after me We live in a vacuum the people are blind Everyone thinks I'm out of my mind I'm not you know, I'm perfectly sane An advanced programme ahead in the game Read more...

Poetry - Exxon/Mobil Profits By Del Abe Jones.

Eleven billion, six hundred eighty million Is what Exxon made in ninety days One hundred thirty million in one day Are the profits that, America pays. Five and one-half million in an hour And ninety thousand for each minute Read more...

Poetry - Writing Destiny By Paul England

	I call my lines unique and destiny is calling as I crawl inside my thoughts my mind just keeps on falling. I sit inside this cell feeling so insane writing straight from hell Read more...