City by Erato

I am in the bus at the red stop
I see people in a café
Talking-of their life threads
From the outside I witness
like soap bubbles floating in the air
Bits of stories gathered in one place
The city

Emotions frozen
Eye contacts
Smiles touching
Thoughts colliding
at one point
once upon a time
The city is all about cutting across
The other felt human soul…
A landscape of lives

Rhythm by Paula Greene

Rhythm


I held you so close
I felt the rhythm of your heart
Beating loudly
Next to mine
The love you held for me
Shone bright in your eyes

We were two souls that had met by chance
And were now bonded together
By the rhythm of our love

A love like this was so pure
And like the rhythm of our hearts
Would always beat true

I saw a tear glisten in your eye
But it was only a tear of happiness
I drew in the essence of your being
And the blanket of your love
Envolped me and made me feel safe

We were bound by passion
And as our hearts continued to beat their rhythm
Our love continued to live
Now and forever…

Dream by Paula Greene

Dream


In my dream
I see you I touch you
I hold you close
You comfort me
You make it all seem right
You chase away my demons
And you bring out the woman in me

She was always there
but laying dormant
neglected for many a year
Waiting for you
crying out for you

Don’t leave my dream
don’t leave my world
I cannot exist without you
you make my life complete

And when I awake
I realise you were here
gone from my dream
but still in my mind
and the strength and belief that you gave me
protects me from my world
and for that I am
forever grateful….


Paris Grey
November 2008

City by Christina Stouraiti

I'm creating a map of London
I walk the distances
between the stations
and link them.

I predict the next stop
I discover new shortcuts.
And I make the city mine at last.
Without forgetting to smile
every time I pass over
a bridge
that reminds me
I'm still here.

Rhythm by Christina Stouraiti

RYTHM

Breathing
Walking
Catching up with
Talking
Touching
It's all printed in you
by the time you were
in her womb
And you are still trying
to let go of
her rythm.
And you'll always be.

Dream by Vidmante

Dreams…

stuck in the sky
in the triangle
of the dreamed birds

on your chest
my head
aiming
for a lullaby

in the luminous light
of the full moon
there are no limits
for my fantasies

Slain desires
The summer dreams
Slowly decaying…
with the autumn leaves

Rythm by passionateman1

Hi,
Its great , I found your site
I can sit here now and write
A verse or two,or three or four
And maybe publish them, and more
"Rythym" movers and the shakers
Electricians,Vicars,Quakers
Imagination running riot
All I want is peace and quiet
I may see you in Earls Court Road
Feel the rythym then explode
All for now,the Weather's fine

A happy healthy year 09

City by simon sylvester

kilburn weekend lunchtime
simon sylvester

Spitting, spinning, swearing, fuck ‘em
No more for me, boys
I’m off home
the reds have let us down again that second half
was like the Somme
glares on Kilburn High Street
thought it was only Irish round here

“Sir
spare a penny oh won’t you spare a penny?”

and

“Nada, nada, los desaparecidos”
He leers stinking garlic
moustache waxed and eyebrows
into tips

and

melon rinds
upon the rainwater gritstone flagstone
helicopters scudding clouds
dirty synths in upstairs windows
flooded lace curtains and cigar smoke
dirty pimps
20 bucks, up front
for a white knuckle ride
she uses spit and jelly
hand like a blur
for the second time today
salt spurt her lips curled back like a dog
murals tattered on the wall
this could be Cuba, baby
swapping cigarettes
for mobile phones
SIM cards two for one, chum
he pukes in the corner

“Honestly,
how d’ya miss a penalty like that?”

asleep on the train,
wake up in Stratford or
go back home
for no-one anymore
she left me
and from the station platform I
think I hear
a air raid-siren.

City by Maddy

"City"

Buildings, Concrete and Cars
People, plains and trains.
Movements, being busy.

Old people and young people
Kids, toddlers and buggies.
Pubs, Clubs and loads of shops.
Everykind of Job.

Construction, demolition and expanding
Parks, Trees, a mixture of old and new.
a halfway house, a stop for a few.
A way of Life, and living
A wheel that turns.
Options, Choices which will it be?
Love it, Hate it.

City by Paula Greene

City


Tall buildings and dirty pavements
Pigeons smothered in congestion fumes
Commuters pushing and shoving their
Way to work
But somewhere in this mêlée
I saw you

I took in your magnitude
You stood out
You brushed past me as you walked past
I turned round to look
And you were looking too
With a wry smile on your face
And then you were gone
Swallowed up by our big lonely city…

I knew you were out there
And I had to find you again
The city could not hide you forever
And it was only a matter of time before we were together

Every night you go back to her
I never expect anything different
But I am just happy I met you
In our bustling city
You came to me
You held my hand
And looked into my eyes
You kissed my face
And then I knew
I had finally found my love…

City by Anissa

Can I Apologize?

I’m sorry miss for taking the piss

Where do I start how do I explain?
A lot of things went wrong
Joined a gang just to fit in, it started as a game doing drugs
then got caught with possession getting wasted became an obsession.

Not so tough when I was in prison
Crying at night but nobody listened
No longer a person just a thing, a number, you loose all of your being
Night after night cell slams shut, what can I do, never thought id end up a screw.

Always hated this city
Saw it as my prison
now looking through the iron bars
City lights beaming down
I see it as my freedom now.

Made myself bleed just to feel alive
A release from all the pain inside
No words to express the thoughts in my head

Miss you said you were sick of excuses
That self pity got you nowhere
Bitterness does you no good
Be responsible for all that you’ve done.

The city station clock strikes 12
You’re waiting for the train
Miss I had to tell you the news
Breaking the prison rules.

Got a job, got clean, doing all right
Turned the darkness into light
Decided to bin that knife, to get on with life
Can I apologize?

I’m sorry for my aggression
For throwing that chair
You must have been really scared
You see I never got over the abuse in care.

You smiled and said you were proud
So happy I’d found my way
I’m sorry miss for taking the piss

Rhythm by Paula Greene

Rhythm


I held you so close
I felt the rhythm of your heart
Beating loudly
Next to mine
The love you held for me
Shone bright in your eyes

We were two souls that had met by chance
And were now bonded together
By the rhythm of our love

A love like this was so pure
And like the rhythm of our hearts
Would always beat true

I saw a tear glisten in your eye
But it was only a tear of happiness
I drew in the essence of your being
And the blanket of your love
Enveloped me and made me feel safe

We were bound by passion
And as our hearts continued to beat their rhythm
Our love continued to live
Now and forever…

Rhythm by Attila Kent

New times born of days gone by.
Lessons learnt again. Remembering of what is meant to be.
Energy spent, regathered.

Time misspent?
Or an awakening ?
All is as it is, all a lesson.

All diversions full of purpose
Leading us back
To where we are meant to go.