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Madly-in-Verse Just a space to hang out my poetry

English - Poems, Verse, Poetry
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Madly-in-Verse · 22h ago

Easiest to forget

Today I'd thought I’d write a poem for you – but the sunrise seamed the sky in lilac and birdwings, and so I could not get back - prise myself away, think the structure through. The ro...
Madly-in-Verse · 1W ago

Valentine II

I can still feel the drizzle of your fingers soft as the sea-sand on my face and hair; some things are gone, it’s now many winters the fallen leaves are banked in many layers; there’s...
Madly-in-Verse · 1W ago

Valentine

I can no longer breathe you in or accidentally brush your skin. Radio silence, an empty glove strangles time. But I still choose love. The smells of coffee and cologne reconfigured...
Madly-in-Verse · 2W ago

For Twinkle and Moongoddess

Did we want the moon supersized, what would we do? - with a great big moon on our plate, both red and blue, a thing of splendour in the skies, eclipsed or full, even cut in half when serv...
Madly-in-Verse · 2W ago

Malfuf wa Malik : Silence, Sounds, Shapes, Ramadan Stories and Traditions

I’m still in the mood for oud. Here’s Ahmad Alshaiba from Yemen with an oud cover of The Sound of Silence, one of my all time favourite songs - and also of Ed Sheeran’s Shape of Y...
Madly-in-Verse · 3W ago

Republic Day 2018

Vault over to some place where everything was colour, glory, the parade in full swing - thousands moving as one, the thud of boots, overhead the roar of airmen’s salutes, multitudes of ...
Madly-in-Verse · 4W ago

Written in blacks and whites and greys

You wrote me like a poem, a tracing of water on a metal plate a single blade of grass, subtly lacing and weaving the breeze into a fete; you wrote me like the plumes of dust devils ...
Madly-in-Verse · 1M ago

Fresh new eyelids

Somewhere in a river of red Sundays, in thick drifts of January headlines, somewhere in black boxes of old crosswords, perched nervous on a taut wire of sunshine, I’ve waited for you to ...
Madly-in-Verse · 1M ago

Shattered

Source The first discards are not even noticed - the packing newspapers, old magazines, the shift in the definition of local, and the weather displayed on tiny screens. One day to...
Madly-in-Verse · 1M ago

Gratitude

The yin and the yang, the fizzle, sizzle and bang the sparkle, the circle, and line oh, I am grateful for all, the short, tall, oddball, the glass and the fuss and the wine. The stable, ...