Friday, 23 February 2024

Get Mouthy 8 - February

 



February.

The month

of love,

and as a wave

of faces, laughing, smiling,

flow into the bar.

It truly does feel

like love is in the air.

 


 

People congregated,

conversation circulated

in the bar area. it flowed.

like beer from a tap.

Roars of laughter explode,

not yaps of anger 

or words sent to corrode.

 

 


We collected tickets, made introductions.

Shared some more laughs and bonded.

This part of the night

is as important as the poetry.

It's where we all get to learn a bit

about ourselves and each other.

Helping to form

this special Get Mouthy family feel.

 

 


 

Then it was time to delve into the deep dark basement.

We ventured into the depths of our hearts,

lights dimmed, and we pulled out word flowers.

Which would take on a life of their own.

Grow arms to hug you,

faces to smile at the words they hear used.

Ears to listen to every

tone shift, lyrical gift that drifts

into the atmosphere.

 

 


 

A week early,

due to the Leicester comedy festival,

but this didn't dull the vibe,

we had another great mixture

of new and old, tying to unite,

never divide. Words were respected,

given light,

not hidden away,

derided and out of sight.

We had a good mix,

of light and dark.

Heavy and playful,

sad and uplifting.

and that was just me...

and the seagulls.

 

 


 

Our headline act Na-Keisha

blew everyone away,

A stunning set by someone

who is getting better each day,

look forward to seeing the future

where Na-Keisha will truly slay.

 


 

 

A world of poetry and word play,

another wonderful way

to bring some magic into a day,

So, we thank everyone that took the stage,

Got their words out and said,

"Hear what I have to say"

 


 

 

And we thank the audience,

for giving those words life,

Instead of letting them float away,

You took them in now they live within,

Wherever your head may lay.

 



 A massive thank you to you all 

and to Big Difference for the hospitality, 

we couldnt do this without you all.

Kyle & Carolina

(Get Mouthy)

Saturday, 3 February 2024

Some-Antics Championship Slam

 

 Our friends over at Some-Antics

have a poetry slam every month, 

and each year all of the years previous winners 

come together for the championship slam.

so on friday 19th January, the following happened.

some poetic licence may be used!



 

Friday night

crowd

murmurs. 

An echoed chorus.

A dull roar.

No empty seats.

A sea of faces, awaiting

Something quite magical.

A lyrical Masterpiece.

 

 

 

"Do we want some Poetry?"

Sammy asks,

a roar.

in agreement,

rocking the foundations.

Battle lines drawn

best lines in mind.

Books primed.

 

 


 

Thirteen

unlucky for some

but not for Some-Antics.

A perfect number.

Enter stage left a slideshow,

of perfect poetry flow.

The way tears did show

In those early words.

fearless voice breaks

through choked lumps

deep in throat.

What a start to the ride.

Poetry told from the heart.

audiences tear-oiled

eyes open wide.

As more faces flickered by

tones changed through the night.

From high hopes,

to low downcast notes.

 

 

 

We are treated next

to a short set

from the holder

of the crown,

handing over her title

to someone new.

last year's champion

Nancy Dawkins downs

her sceptre with

words of perfection.

A well-earned round

of applause from us to you.

 


Then 13 became six.

Another round of highlights

under burning stage light

but the poets showed no fright.

just hot poetic insights.

With flights of fancy

through worlds of fantasy,

to wistful stories leaving you

wishing for aching seas.

 


 

 

Rick Dove took the mic.

Took us on a ride,

no one moved,

not a sound, just all gazing

open eyed.

Brilliant.

Seriously. Brilliant

Buy his book.

 



Judgment made

another cull now only three remain.

Jae, Carolina and Ellie.

A perfect trio.

Put to the sword.

Jae with a voice

that could shock the gods,

rumbled the foundations with his words.

As the crumbling walls o LCB Depot strained

to hold on, he turned and sat down.

The walls sighed a joyous sigh

at withstanding the storm

with just a few broken tiles.

 



Ellie gave us some of her best words,

In perfect voice.

Images swirled through the air

with every lyrical slip

of wonderment

that fell from her lips.

 


Carolina brought us wit and smut,

her playful words hug the room,

to clear away any sense of doom.

Then it's over.

No more words.

It's down to the judges.

 


As the raffle throws 

sweets and booze,

Dinosaur tampons, and

Leicester knock off guess who

gifts of immense pleasure

and other random Aldi

middle aisle treasure.

 


The judgements were made

A new Some-Antics champion.

Picking apart three

and coming up with one.

The ever-brilliant Ellie

who deservedly won.

 


 

Massive well done to everyone that performed, was an epic night.

So happy for Ellie, who we will be bringing back to Get Mouthy

later in the year, always worth looking forward to! 

And s huge thank you to Sammy Nour and the Some-Antics crew, 

without you all I wouldn't be doing what I am.

Photos by Kulvir Bhambra

 

 

 

Peace, Love & Poetry

Kyle

Please comment here i will reply to all

Name

Email *

Message *