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Michael John Mar 27
still must n´t whine-
there was a time!
we had cities of tent
card board boxes..!

champagne
and sports car
our growth industries-
we went to war

for some distant shepards..
we became america-
somehow,
i did not know..

hard to know what history
would say..but i went away..
to blue skies and very
small rooms..
48 · Feb 17
i
Michael John Feb 17
i
i used my music to
quit drinking and depression
when substance abuse is
in your soul..

it takes something to replace
it takes time and understanding
it is a re-assesment and embracing
the reach for perfection..
48 · May 17
you
Michael John May 17
you
you are arrogance surpassed
but i like you for that..
yes you are alright
david in full flight
the hash in my pipe
the view of the arc
caught you in the park-not too
bad..
sad little bird
a lost diamond..rich and poor
your jackdaw-caw..
47 · May 2024
my mother said:
Michael John May 2024
my mother said:
you should learn the guitar
you will be popular-!

so i went to mr s. on a
thursday night
learned guiliani and sor..

he had just retired after
forty years on the rail-road
so a patient man..

his ailing mother would bang
on the ceiling and
he would be off for a smoke

his nerves a clang..
i left on my own
confronted by carulli

examined their home
i had not seen anything
so beautiful

i thought it was all
so
so old

generations of love
and pride
it was so peaceful..

i hated to make a noise
he would return with
a smile-

and ask how is it going?
and i said ok-i thought
someday maybe

i will teach and i did
a little bit
my pupils..
47 · Jul 2024
no,
Michael John Jul 2024
no,
no,i never got over the
expulsion of trotsky from
the cp..

but the first day on the beach
(a sparkly memory)
i woke and a large

praying mantis was on
my face-jeez..
in the morning sun

the morning wine..
when i was young
i was in that blue sea..
47 · Jun 2024
Untitled
Michael John Jun 2024
i

are humans concious?

i would say that was pretty
obvious-look at weapon
capabilities and (who developed
them?)-for example-******-
was not suffice-so they added a
phospherous element..and that
burns under water-
agent orange still
causing wide spread cancer..
these are quaintly old fashioned
but you get the idea-
what they have today in the
way of bio-weaponry..

are you are not  confusing conciousness with
civilization?
not much comparison..?

ii

i´d rather be an octopi..
changing colours and having
fun..


iii
47 · Jul 2024
happy!?
Michael John Jul 2024
happy!?
when i was a little boy
i found i could play the guitar
automatically

the little girl next to me
was amazed and said she
would be my girlfriend..
but mixed reviews-the

gangsters threw me against
the wall and threatened me
to play and then they threatened
me to stop..

do not tell me time is linear
for i know it is circular
something in a minor
so i played under the stairs..
47 · Jul 19
dear lily
Michael John Jul 19
thankyou for your honesty
sleeping on a crust and
aa is not for me, i need money..

i would sell my poetry
but they are so effing cheap
probably waiting for me to die..

which might not be far off
feathers and feet
in a neat little pile

my eyes open in a final vinelle
goodbye cruel world
with love i fell..
47 · Jul 2021
the error is not
Michael John Jul 2021
the error is not
the computer
reflecting in spec-
tacles and a half
bitten  but like
the elder in proverb
this topsy turvy
always world..
Michael John Oct 2024
i

in the night i thought
a line which became quickly
a dot which was nothing


which became an egg into
tommy the cat and the sky
a moment caught like tin

in the cosmic light..so..
there the crane
before the sea

and the little boats..
just the same then
as yesterday..
47 · May 16
hello crow!
Michael John May 16
hello crow!

freedom of choice
not only for the boys-
let us be generous-

let hunger and homelessness
be a crime-comensurate with
double parking on a

bank holiday..let hate be an
abomination-boredom too..
pride in

our love and education-
let there be equal pay
for men and women..

let the huge gulf ´tween poor
and rich, dwindle-
let life be a holiday

and not a life-sentence in
moaning and complaining..
let the children be happy..

let there be thimbles
upon the street-let us be safe..
silver and gold is not all..

ii

i have been asked to read
at the pagan gathering
by the stones..

hope to see you, crow
my dear avis true
as one-lily..
47 · Jul 2021
the moon is far
Michael John Jul 2021
the moon is far
and what
would one
want

there..?
anyway day
and night
night and

days slip
by
without
your smile

without your
eyes
anyways
little blue
tape

in abarren
landscapes
dead seas
ah, tranquility
but pity..
47 · Jul 2021
last year in the uk
Michael John Jul 2021
last year in the uk
a million millionaires
were created
not very poetic but
an interesting statistic
is it true?
i don´t know
but it cast my mind
back
to when i was a curious
child and a book
entitled something like
odd facts and did you know
that it would take
so many weeks to
count a million
and then i thought of
the moon and how far away
and then if one stacked a million coins
the base would melt
and then i thought in a
bit of a mood swing but quite
characteristic
i wonder how many suicides
there were..
47 · Jun 2024
Untitled
Michael John Jun 2024
i

i would write like a twig
with no purpose but to
be and clean teeth

teeth that smile and laugh..
and what next perhaps
a birds nest-!

and then some half-assed poet
comes along
and looks in..
47 · Mar 2024
soup (ii)
Michael John Mar 2024
i)

nothing beats kindness
one for gravy stones
all alone


lily smiles,
i thought i might go
through the vowels

but hunger and without
got me..
sometimes

i imagine a world without
hunger
(and what food has become)

ii

once only the rich were fat
a hobby or passion
we eat gold

and try to thin..
the price of an onion
tears are sold

the price a cocked
hat
nothing remains

instead of roundabouts
we might eat
but not

(they might go round
twice
etc..)

and the numbers climb
i heard talk of
trillionaires

they said nothing
remains
what price

a bowl of soup?
i can make one
for one euro..
47 · Mar 2024
i
Michael John Mar 2024
i
i woke early and remembered
the days when i drank
waking early when the alcohol
had worn off

and it occurred to me
it has been thirty years
(this year)
a recovering alcoholic

febuary 12 th 1994..
(some kept a bottle by the bed)
i tried to taste wine again
in my mind

and i recalled how i could
not envisage a future of
any kind..
but here i am..
47 · Jul 2020
if reversed
Michael John Jul 2020
if reversed
the devil tell
the truth
in echo´s

well..
time though
we can be sure
here-

is our knell
straight
live
and direct..
47 · Dec 2024
don´t look surprised!
Michael John Dec 2024
don´t look surprised!
the sands slide away
and i am five at the
sea-side..

and still the undertow
threatens..
while o you are young
i am old..
46 · Aug 2024
i
Michael John Aug 2024
i
i

and others best
forgot-
but lily says
examining a blade of
grass-the memory is auto-
nomous..

and what comes back-
come´s back..
hey, we can shrug
ah,nothing to be done!
or into a poem
celebrate or exorcise..

ii

mass murderers die happily
with their boots on
some beg for forgivness
for nothing
the sun will rise
this blade of grass the same
laugh or cry..

iii

it takes more muscles
to frown than smile-
let us be lazy!
let us stay in bed!
(and say what the heck..!?)
let us read, walt..
let us live in the trees..
o lotus eaters..!
we will forget..(if we
can...)
46 · Sep 2024
rises the sun!
Michael John Sep 2024
rises the sun!
lily sits on the edge
wiping dreams
away like crumbs of
the thing-

did i dream?
she likes her early
morning-she says i feel
like happy and
creation..

she thinks of a time
a slice of cake
when she was sad
with out a plate..
with out a home..

no icing
no filling
no where to go..
nothing to do
nothing..

ii

i thought my time
was up-
you know that feeling..

the eye burned
like a betrayed love
a lost mind..
Michael John Mar 2020
ii


the poor girl´s heart was broken
so was mine
so was every ones´..

anyone marry s..
i paid and we went in
the street
we bid adieu..

he back to his leaflets
and me on to denmark
i stocked up on metaxa
only the best for her

five star- i liked
the barrel..
in copenhagen
people were friendly

her name was ingar
i remembered
her boyfriend moved out
and i moved in

he gave me a sympathetic
look
that is where i first heard
tom waits

thank you ingar
but i just could not
**** all the time
yo had the warmest smile..

even my lost heart
felt the sun
when you smiled
from your ancient

reserves
so generous
burns me still
seared me till

dying
ha
bless
you..
i had no clothes and it was cold but the sky was blue..
46 · Apr 27
dear lily
Michael John Apr 27
dear lily

i´ll be there!
if there were no air
or gravity..

should i asphyxiate
or fall
the spirit will hover

like ancient ancestors
my love child-warrior-
a call !

caw!
above thy blessed
head and i shall be with thou

this world a test of faith
sow your seed
i will be there..
46 · Feb 2024
it does not matter
Michael John Feb 2024
it does not matter
how lovely you are
if the price is 10 euro
the price is ten euros

it does not matter
how cheap and greedy
you are..if the price is..
the price IS..

it does not matter
what liars and hypocrites
the price is 10 dollars
10..

shout and scream
have a baby
the price is the price
is 10 dollars..

ii

o lily is experiencing
some resistance in the market
place-sales are down..
i don´t make the effing rules..!?

but in these hard times a book
of poems is way down on
the list of priorities-the food bank
a blot on creation..
46 · Jun 2020
song has gone
Michael John Jun 2020
i)

song has gone
for ever
(but not for good)
something

severed-
a head held
(with out-cost)..
the barbarian

is at the gate
and he asks
why?
and we answer

we don´t know
but someone
shall pay..

ii)

freedom
sing
we
e!

in our heart
is eternal
melody
come!?

wild things
in wacky
times
and

syncopation
if need be
join hands
dance

and dance
dance
o
.!
Michael John Feb 16
silence can be ominous
but a marble egg thrown through
the television
speaks volumes

(blasphemy, says lily)
and the colours by golly
they stood dead
only a threat..

in the counsellers house
i was a boy
and remained so
chicken ****..
46 · May 2024
why do i write?
Michael John May 2024
why do i write?
because i can´t stop..
why do i breath
why not plop!
46 · May 26
and when you say
Michael John May 26
and when you say
what are you doing here
i say,hot women and cold beer..

no,what are you doing here
bijou tear..
bloated ghostly alien..
46 · Aug 2021
i was just saying to
Michael John Aug 2021
i was just saying to
to tommy the kat
over the morning
egg-the mystical bene-
fits of sharing-
two souls
touching and all that-
but-
but for his part
he ate with appetite
(even through
ketchup)
licking with gusto
his extravagant
whiskers
and then like a
sad too much
departed
for the hills
to relish waiting
for the ****..
46 · Jan 22
correlation
Michael John Jan 22
correlation:the relationship
between two or tragedy
adds lily-

the trick is to recall her
first smile or an old
melody-

your song by elton
-or some dirge
by the lake´s side

picnic..
lemonade and tongue
or cyanide..

well,i say i could not
live without her
and god knows it´s

hard to live with her
changes and choice
take your pick
46 · Feb 23
i
Michael John Feb 23
i
i have been working on dance
says lil in the present tense
what is this?

in the uk we had a hundred years
of workers struggle for decent wage
and conditions

to be thrown away for
tax breaks
and delivering hamburgers

in the eighties..skilled men
no more-service industries and
door to door

no more steel works or mines
no more ship building
towns decimated by unemploment

never to recover and
one pound an hour..
i would never have guessed lily

yes,it is a waltz
three four
and spaced travel..
46 · Mar 13
i
Michael John Mar 13
i
i

writing has become such a pleasure
i never imagined
a passage to reality or the end
of a dream

it can be anything spontaneous
or a thought lost-like that-
carefully structured
to the stars

it can be bad or even good
love or war
an air guitar
a telephone calls-

ii

hello,are you mad at
me?
(i am always mad at her..

tension is our meat and
potatoes-
what could it be...

relationships are difficult
redemption and guilt
guilt and redemption..

will we ever be free..)
i smoked the last of the grass
you were saving-i found it

in your pocket..
i am sorry-in crime and punishment
r. slaughters two old ladies

but his punishment is not a few years
in siberia but his base transgression of morality..
his guilt the depths of hell..

through the love of sonja and confession
there is redemption-not to mention
god..

iii

in love there is forgivness-
but what of the dead..
where is justice?

we are all sorry
in the end
found it..?
46 · May 15
hey lily...!
Michael John May 15
hey lily...!

long time no viddy..?!
(a clockwork orange-)
no words ryhme with orange-

why not?imagine a future
where violent gangs roam
a strange language

and drugs are the cure..
freedom of choice, a man
worry me feather..!

caught you in the park
we are to choose
god says..

choose your burger
choose hull
choose phillip larkin..

choose freedom
violence is always wrong
choose  choice and choosing..

your blackest raven
on the wing
purple shining..
45 · May 2024
i
Michael John May 2024
i
i

you are going to get us
banned,lily
i can see that one coming
they say-they say-

you can see the future?
(i was about to say
kudos to hello poetry
for their tolerance..)

i think it is intuition
she sniffs..
and what may that be?
wait a tic

i will consult the dictionary..
that is spooky erm stuff!?
what about subconscious
manipulation...?

ii

suggestion or coincidence
or just wishful thinking
confusion..

guessing or a superstition
knowing-ancient power
man nature together..

iii

o lily they will burn thee
for a witch
your heart of straw

we itch..
go further-go further
the sparks will fly

the night will howl-
pretty and clever
we see the past..
45 · Nov 2024
who will win?
Michael John Nov 2024
who will win?
water pistols and placard
verses greed?

once, a house was a home
it became an investment
(and then a tent..)

lily says, at least, there could
be a commune
(some sort of choice..)

for families-a community
away from the greed
etc..
45 · Sep 2020
words bored
Michael John Sep 2020
Words bored
silence revered
god loved
man abhorred

hate soared
love accord
i hoarded
soon dead

life lead
spirit fed
yea forward
quietened

the poet said
silent wed
black and red
tread

collected
a moon
and sun
backward

easy
by hard
hard
but free

wove
to love
hove
o dove..
45 · Jul 8
if..
Michael John Jul 8
if we don´t pay our musicians
and artists then we´ll end up
with a load of has-beens and
glorified karaokes´..

(o dear, lily has donned her hat
of controversy..)she says she is
feeling nutritionally-challenged-
hungry..

what is for breakfast?(i recall
baked-beans on toast
over an open fire..in the olive grove
a car seat our pride and joy..)
45 · Sep 2024
who is there?
Michael John Sep 2024
who is there?
a bon viveur
a smiling killer..

who knows
(when we meet another..)?
an epicurean with a mad bone

stone and bereft
some celebrity chef
all in white

half a liver
a dribble of balsamic
and bloodied cleaver!

is he sick
am i sick
(just answer the effing door)

-i am hungry and naked
a shred of peacock wing
but unafraid..

ii

yes,purple, blue and greens..
if one lands on the roof
it for-tells death

a harbinger of doom
or just a man
from amazon...

iii

it is best not to over think
it happens-a knock upon the door-
shall i put my clothes on?

i get so comfortable..
burning spear!
perhaps they are gone

the morning is dancing
a cup of tea
the birds are singing..
44 · May 2021
iii)
Michael John May 2021
so word is out
hear the criers
shout!

hear ye!
hear ye!
500 duccats!

to he
who can
rid hamelyn

of it´s
infestation-
500 duccats!

(no more rats..!)
hear ye!!?
that´s me!

thought the pied
piper
in passing

on an errand
pete to his friends
what a princely

sum
said he to his
mum

i´m away to
hamelyn
lickety split!

but i shall return
rich!?
she packed

his sandwiches
while he dressed-
black hat

white spats
a salt and pepper
suit

a magical flute!
Jess his newt
on his shoulder

water..
with out
a doubt..

off to hamelyn
for fame
and fortune..
44 · Jun 19
as goethe once said
Michael John Jun 19
as goethe once said
be careful what you wish for
in your youth for in middle-age
that is what you become..

i don´t know if that´s true, lily
i wished to be a millionaire by the
age of thirty-hum..
i was a ***..well,

i studied literature and music
but where did it get me..
drunk and living on a beach
still it was a niche

not rich but interested..
maybe,that is something money
can´t buy-it put the i in i
and a blue sky..
it is a paraphrase i think..
44 · Jun 30
dear lily
Michael John Jun 30
have gone out of order
must have order
the first and the last

the present and the past..
make the best of what we´ve got
nothing and nobody is useless..

we discover our inner nature through self-
reliance..how are we to find who we are?
a mote a star..

la la la
send more
blah blah blah..
44 · Aug 2020
if reversed
Michael John Aug 2020
if reversed
(fie-a mild
blasphemy..)

or you
and i
we go

back!
you and
i

happy or
sad
(mostly)

jesus,
if
not then

for then
lost
or best

dead-
much said
thus

wink to
a blind
man

a moment
in
the past

dude
gravitas
gratitude

a rainbow
of then
now

and if-
harmony
a kiss

a hand
if
reversed

would be
the same
so..
44 · Jul 22
lily does her yoga
Michael John Jul 22
lily does her yoga
the snapping turtle
examaning her reflection in the dusty
window-she says the world does n´t
care for me-why should i care for the world..
all i see is greed lies and hypocrisy..

the lone tree-at least has respect
the insect does not practise torture
the cat has real pride
fish have feelings
the serpent endless beauty
birds their song
and telepathy
i care for them..
44 · May 15
if it were to me
Michael John May 15
if it were to me
there´d be no gravity
and my heart where it should
be..

would be..
if it were up to me..
and we´d fly free..!?
the vista to be-lieve..
faith a tree..

but it is not..the pavement
hot-polystyrene caught ´tween
earth and heaven..
blackest of raven, my heart..
44 · Sep 2024
we
Michael John Sep 2024
we
we like to laugh
though it is indescribably
sad..

you don´t see the joke?
me..?
that´s it!

ii

at a boot sale i got
a little book of laughter
on the cover

a group of pentioners play
a game of stretch over assorted
colour-

one man cries cheat
as a woman uses her *******
as they reach the floor.

iii

humour differentiates us
from fauna
so they say..

on the whole, i´d rather
be-a bat or a giraffe
or a lion..

iv

one time lily
i was between a lion and
a camel..

i got to know them
quite well
surprising enough

they were quite happy
they seem to say
how awful it was in the jungle..
44 · Aug 2024
i watched them..
Michael John Aug 2024
tear it all down
one rainy afternoon
we were to be moved somewhere new..

but they could neither
shift the betrayal
(that ran too deep..)

after tradition and war
had taken their toll
(nor render hope..)

a gold fish in a bowl
not sure
free milk

to a future that sparkled
like piles of
dung..
44 · Aug 2024
my dream
Michael John Aug 2024
my dream this morning
was i was a waiter
trying to serve a high-ranking
**** but i could not find a cold beer..

i will take up stealing
here at least there is honour
and some humour
better, then being a effing poet..
44 · May 2024
i
Michael John May 2024
i
i was kept in isolation
to the language of god
i am nothing-nothing
but nothing is hot..

and it is easy to be
happy when i don´t exist
that would explain why
i´m ****** and half-******..

there was a line or point
not easy to say in my mind
when crossed dash reached
i felt no pain..

it was silent
it did not exist
i thought well this is alright!?-
when ****** and half ******..
44 · Sep 2024
i))
Michael John Sep 2024
i))
i))

a delayed write about a
monster-how often have you heard
it-?
we create our own monsters..

like we dig up graves by night
and by day fit
ill-assorted brains into
huge bodies...!?

but there is the lonely laughter
there is a corner
a brother,a sister
a mother, a father

my friend igor..
a creator
a destroyer
an idea

a notion
an obsession
complexion-
a god likened

ii

and around the mountain
come the locals
torches and cries..!-

once we have done
never to be undone!
rises the sun..
44 · Dec 2024
what have i done to
Michael John Dec 2024
what have i done to
deserve this
(a universal pregunta)

lily moans about love
(and lack there-of..)
i prefer a new car

to be honest-(the answer)
or perhaps diamonds-
to be loved or  lover

that is the question
for which no answer
circles her ..
44 · Oct 2021
Untitled
Michael John Oct 2021
doctor,i woke laughing
could n´t  see a thing
what now brings
yesterday stings
then in
waiting

i dreamt on
lost and a
lone
love done
i carried sleeping

like a last corn-
flake fixed to a
white plate
a tear that snug
and would
if and wait

on my shoulder
doctor
and said i will
remember
your kiss a
tickling whisker

i woke again
thought where have
i been
i wondered nuclear
waved a curtain
and thought the
morn clear..
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