DIDN’T GET

Thanks grace for hosting https://dversepoets.com/2022/05/26/openlinknight-317/ at #dversepoets pub this evening. this took me a while to chose one from a collection I have called Perspective. I wish to try and get it published as I cannot afford to self publish I am looking at the traditional route. there are others from the collection already on my blog page.

life reflection

I DIDN’T GET THE VIOLENCE,

FOR ITS OWN SAKE,

I DIDN’T GET SOCIETY,

FOR OTHER’S SAKE,

I DIDN’T GET KILLING,

FOR MURDERS SAKE,

I DIDN’T HAVE KIDS,

FOR THE SAKE OF HAVING KIDS,

I DIDN’T BUY AN EDUCATED MIND ,

JUST TO MAKE IT FIT,

I DIDN’T GET THAT WE ALL JUST ARE,

OF THE SAME MOULD,

I DIDN’T GET THAT WE ARE ALL,

NOT ETERNAL,

I DIDN’T GET THAT WE ALL 

GET JUST ONE LIFE EACH,

I WAS NEVER HEARD WHEN I SPOKE

I WAS NEVER SEEN WHEN I ACTED,

I WAS NEVER COMFORTED WHEN MY HEART WAS BROKEN,

SO, I AM NO LONGER HERE ON YOUR EARTH,

I DIDN’T GET IT WHEN MY WINGS WERE BURNT,

AN ANGEL NO LONGER,

I DIDN’T GET WHY I WAVED MY IMAGERY FRIEND GOODBYE,

I DIDN’T GET MY MIND GOING ADRIFT………………………………………… 

© 2018 rogleach appears in PERSPSTIVE.

Seashore memories #poetry

star fish

Seashore memories.

Walking Beach under Moon.

Light sand under foot.

Hunting under star,

Fish in rock pools swim.

Goodnight to the sun,

Burn of saltwater stings eyes.

Lovers embrace under moon,

Walk towards shared memories.

© 17/05/2022 rog leach

This evening at #dversepoetspub Lillian has us using compound words. (two words put together to make a single word). i have split some from the list given as requested but added some others.

Permanent Sleep #Quadrille

(Trigger warning: suicide attempt. (fictional))

Thanks Sarah for a great prompt at #dverse poets pub. here in England we have recently had a mental health awareness week. so have taken the opportunity to write a piece about how Sunday night and Monday mornings can make you feel really low sometimes. especially when you are working in an environment you do not enjoy. not really living just surviving.

Permanent Sleep

Sunday night dredging anxieties,

Insomnia steals intimate serenity.


Mondain Monday,

 driving melancholy,

Monotonous scheduled,

 workload downhearted.


Dancing like a blade,

Across my tired wrist.


Mondain Monday,

Driving melancholy,

Conformed thinking,

Killing uniqueness.


Permanent sleep calling me,

Being driven by my,

Sunday night dredging anxieties.

©16/05/2022 rog leach

Static #Quadrille151

thank you Mish @ #Dverse for the static prompt for todays #quadrille.

static thief. a gnome

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Static thief, static thief,

Why are so stationary,

Oh, so still.


Fear of getting seized,

Hiding within the static,

Oh, so silent.


Static thief, static thief,

What have you stolen,

Only our home.

Fear of getting caught,

Killing humanity,

Earths defenders,

Taking back,

Existence.

© 02/05/2022 Rog Leach

Dragon #inspired

Thank you Mish @dverse poets pub for sharing the amazing art work of Vika Muse. i have picked the picture below for the inspiration for tonight’s write.

“Dragon on top of cabin.”
painted by Vika Muse.

This is the time,

The time of the,

Dragon’s rebirth,

Reborn from our hearts.

We need your wisdom,

We need your love,

We need your strength,

Please return to

Our world.


From the realm,

Of the story tellers,

Of the artists,

And the poets’ dreams,

Where you have hidden,

In plain sight.


Welcome back wise dragon,

The artists, poets and storytellers,

Offer you peace and love,

Please help us share this,

With the rest of planet Earth.

© 12/04/2022 rogleach.