The RMSM Beast of a Poem

This poem features the first line of almost every poem/prose extract read for the ReadMeSpeakMe project to date, and includes the words of 44 writers! I’m presenting it here on my blog as it’s far too long to fit in a tweet!! and I needed somewhere for a text version to exist. I am not the author of this poem – although a few of the lines are mine – I simply edited together the lines from authors who had given permission to be included. I have chosen to leave off the original commas and full stops from the end of each line, in order to allow more flexibility in the readings and more variety in the performances : The RMSM Beast of a Poem is being read for ReadMeSpeakMe No.127 – when we’ll be seeing off 2020 and ringing in 2021. Tune in later to hear what the RMSM Voices make of this (Curious) Beast of a Poem – or join in and share your Voice with us!

It gives me great pleasure to present to you… The RMSM Beast of a Poem, as written by : megwaf, mnm67, Josiah Savage, Margaret Lonsdale, Beezknez, Ozzy, mk, Chris, Roger St.John, Vikki, posthumouspoems, Monique, James Matthew Byers, Frieda Taller, Ken Downing, Rob Taylor, PoetrySkep, Annie, purplemingary1, Faerie, ShellZanne, Dunglish, Loose Verse, Bianca Bowers, Heidi, Wisteria Whispers, Marc Tizura, S.M.Saves, Viola Dawn, Lisa Alletson, Melinda, Tessy, FizzyTwizler, Spiral Reader, Alla, Syreeta Muir, YvonneKindle, Esther van den Heuvel, Peter Bainbridge, Edward V. Fuller, Noor Mahal, Juan Antonio Garcia, Swarn Gill, and Sojourner20 – and edited by megwaf (December 2020). Individual lines are © copyrighted to their authors.

The RMSM Beast of a Poem

Did I read this
I grow restless in becoming
I have lived a thousand years of time
The birds the bees the hiss of the trees
The stage is set
She escapes reality
I desired her beauty elements put together to make something unobtainable
Sadness descends as rapid as a promise of pain relief
Deep breaths, count to 3, think of a candle and a strawberry
What of these hands if you are not here?
I watch cold
If I don’t employ my mind to recall
She has me down on my knees
You spit lies
A downtown working whore
This skin
Forever my ragged voice
You twist my words spinning in air
There’s nothing as wonderful
I see your motionless body
I was crumpled paper
It looks like witchery
What feverish wounds wait
This woodland herald lures me in
It is so hot in here
Her words are like that of four seasons
A cartesian theatre of dreams and extremes
It greets me with an air kiss
The orange feathered street lamps graze my eyes
I wonder if I can wander where her rhymes take me?
Soft snowflakes arrive
A small round mirror
Pine trees
Unfold
Make sure you look up, my love
Mid Winter
A snowman
“He’s behind you!”
We start late at night
Somewhere, in darkened alleways
Apples litter the ground all around me
My Winter is going to the dogs
Today is your birthday
I could see ’em comin’
Josiah Savage is dead
I’ve killed my husband
I know you well
Will I wake I wonder?
Silver birch in sprinkled fairlight
In secret, I collect mornings
Only he
This last ray
Your stockings drop down your legs
We’re all so alone, you know?
I trace my shadows in the cracks between worlds
My skin misses your touch
In your eyes I see the ocean
There are days
I come here to listen
On the day that I pass, it might be raining
Love spawned a vision
It wasn’t forgiveness
I met an unusual man yesterday
“Ssh!” a voice urged
She says write me a poem
My mane tangled in a wind of storms let loose
She’s sitting alone on a bench in an Irish village
Looking back on this grand folly that is my existential crisis
The best stories are the ones we can’t get enough of
This love is so deep
Dearest Memory Keeper
When my day goes from bad to worse and I can’t stay awake worth a damn, I dream of running away and joining the Feline Circus
Up and down
This is the witch’s house
I wake with a thirst
It’s Halloween time again
Moon shining
In remembrance
My brain, this wet almond, is losing torsional strength
They start with my skin
Just
Was this what people spoke of when they used the word love?
I step outside with two bare feet
Friends gather
A flavourless day was a picture postcard clenched in my hand
The climb is slow, every breath laboured and you question your heritage
I was born when a fox coughed
No two love stories are the same
Dawn yawns
There are noises in the garden
We have starlit hopes in fluttering heart tempo
I have learned to suck it up
Envision Envision you must as is here said:
Dear Cut-Throat Razor I keep Under My Bed
Buttery, pepper sauce eggs
Make a grave
Down a wandering alley
C.S. Lewis said, “All the doors in Hell are locked from the inside”
Where had all those rainy days gone to
I can mold myself
There is a place somewhere
I’m wondering
I eat hope for breakfast
Fingertips like pins and needles
There’s a monster within me
I marvel at my own generosity
You are the crisp apple bitten
Who are you, hiding, behind that smile?
Can you feel its perfect indifference?
The darkness comes
If I never knew your name
A jigsaw
Two queens there were
I never knew a time would come
Oh, I do like to be beside the seaside
When I left you, to myself, I promised I’d be back
I am a collector of secrets
Walking there beside the stream
On the waves
Sitting on a dirt floor
Green tea tastes like boiled grass

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The RMSM Beast of a Poem was written by : megwaf, mnm67, Josiah Savage, Margaret Lonsdale, Beezknez, Ozzy, mk, Chris, Roger St.John, Vikki, posthumouspoems, Monique, James Matthew Byers, Frieda Taller, Ken Downing, Rob Taylor, PoetrySkep, Annie, purplemingary1, Faerie, ShellZanne, Dunglish, Loose Verse, Bianca Bowers, Heidi, Wisteria Whispers, Marc Tizura, S.M.Saves, Viola Dawn, Lisa Alletson, Melinda, Tessy, FizzyTwizler, Spiral Reader, Alla, Syreeta Muir, YvonneKindle, Esther van den Heuvel, Peter Bainbridge, Edward V. Fuller, Noor Mahal, Juan Antonio Garcia, Swarn Gill, and Sojourner20 and edited by megwaf for ReadMeSpeakMe No.127 December 2020. Individual lines are © copyrighted to their authors.

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