Little Truths - Hello Poetry

Feb 2016

Bianca Reyes

I am the daughter of
Fear and conformity
I wish to give birth to
Courage and hope

Shared on Hello Poetry on February 12, 2016
Copywrite under Bianca Reyes
All rights reserved

Yada yada yada
Be the change!!!

#life #hope #society #beauty #thoughts #woman #feminism

Feb 2016

Pixievic

In Crisis

Can you spare a bit of change mate?
I'm truly am in need
I don't need a fix of powder
Or an ounce of ****
I need a cup of coffee mate
To help my bones get warm
I need a bed for the night
My sleeping bag's all torn

Can you spare a bit of change mate?
Can't you see me here?
I'm sitting right in front of you
Think I can't see you sneer?
I can't afford a bath mate
I can't afford new clothes
It's how the cookie crumbles
That's how the saying goes

Can you spare a bit of change mate?
I didn't stand a chance
My dad - well he's a wrong un
Played my mum a merry dance
And my sisters gone and married
Some bloke who lives down south
And I'm just left alone mate
Living hand to mouth

Can you spare a bit of change mate?
You'll never understand
Until you've lived a day here
Do you think my life was planned?
I served for Queen & Country
Now they've left me here to rot
A product of the system
A statistic to be forgot

Can you spare a bit of change mate?
Don't just walk on by
With your coat pulled up around you
Can't you look me in the eye?
I ain't no thieving **** mate
I'm a person just like you
Can't you lend a hand mate?

Just to help me pull on through

(C) Pixievic 2016

When I'm not writing or making music I work for a homeless charity here in B'ham called Crisis - I teach percussion, & technical theatre, life skills, & build confidence. 'My boys' humble me on a daily basis - this is my tribute to them based on their stories. Homelessness is an increasing problem in Britain but I think it translates across the pond - most of my chaps aren't addicts (although some are) they are educated, intelligent, amazing men who fell through the gaps in the system & are viewed by a lot of people as ****.

#homelessness

Feb 2016

Traveler

POST MORTEM

From the Valley of the Dead
She cries out to be fed
Why does she hunger so
Only an addict could ever know...

Traveler Tim
re to 1-18

Feb 2016

Onoma

Impervious

The only thing
impervious to
to death & decay,
is inner space...
remain there.

Feb 2016

Busbar Dancer

Epileptic Dispatch

This addiction to cogency
is holding me back.
We can snap our fingers, and
tap our toes
in different time but
the results would be the same.
The Pride of Saint Vitus
has a name, but
there are no parades
because, well, can you imagine?
I have little to give but
you are welcomed to it.
Its been said that cynics are disappointed dreamers but
as a disappointed dreamer
I say cynics are *******.
There are judicious uses of time and there are
beautiful wastes.
Its a shame that
I need to lay down in the evenings
when "good" T.V. is on and
the sirens wail a little bit less down on the boulevard but
there are these echoes, see, and
they keep me from reading that book I started in the winter of '77.
Let me rest a minute.

Feb 2016

Denel Kessler

Mudflat

Everything heavy
settles
accumulating
as I go about
my external life
like my inner one
doesn't exist

when the tide
recedes
on my knees
in the fetid mud
I will dredge
meaning from
the layers

#mud #heavy #subconscious #creativity #layers #digginginthedirt

Jan 2016

Pearson Bolt

sudoku

i once met an old
man
who did
sudoku
with ink and
pen

black or blue
it didn't
much matter
one way
or another

so long as
it was never
pencil
he despised
pencil on
principle

on those rare
occasions
when he'd make a
mistake

he refused
to cross out the incorrect
integer

i asked him
why
one sunny
summer day
and he told me

that we can't cross out
our choices
or erase
our mishaps
we can only
turn the page

and on he went
to his next
puzzle

Jan 2016

Francie Lynch

Tagged

When I was tagged
As a child,
That meant I was IT.
And that's all-inclusive.
Being tagged as an adult
Means I'm profiled,
And that's a game changer.
It's childish.

#racism #prejudice #sterotyping

Jan 2016

Francie Lynch

Beatitudes

When down and lonely,
We have an upper.
When unhappy,
We leave a smiley.
When isolated and alienated,
We have fraternity.
If you fear, find peace in readership.
If poor, there's free verse.
If under-appreciated,
We click like.
If under-valued,
We've no price.
If destitute, there's richness in language.
If thirsty, drink.
If hungry, devour.
When you're at loose ends,
We have tight compositions.
When conflicted, find resolutions.
And if you're disenfranchised,
We have a home.

#hellopoetry