Poetry

Psalm of the Golem Girl

Posted by Sharla Anderson 23Nov

Siren of cinder and scales
carven from dragon's bosom bled
I am voice, a choir, the banshee wail

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Rose Lu's award winning poems: 'It's Neither Frivolous Nor Drifty' and 'A Fan'

Posted by Patrick Dooley 21Nov

The World Congress of Poets took place from August 28 to September 4, 2011 in the beautiful city of Kenosha, Wisconsin USA. One hundred and ten poets from eighteen countries and regions from around the world participated in this meeting. The World Congress of Poets President Dr. Marcus Yang, The XXXI World Congress of Poets President, Universal Ambassador of Peace Mary Ann Lackovich, and a bilingual Chinese American poet, William Marr were among the attendees.

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My Sister is a Robot

Posted by Richard Tornello 09Nov

 

My Grandpa is a scientist so I think he knows the best.

My mother says that Grandpa, can really be a pest.

I know that Grandpa knows a lot, says my sister is a bot.

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Goddamn It

Posted by Tim Young 05Nov

I personally have had the hankering to own an automobile
For way too many years and days now
I’ve bought into the ride of freedom
The freedom of the ride
The wheels that allow treasured priceless escape
The ever-elusive escape

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Fork Fight

Posted by Sarah Gamutan 04Nov

They paralleled their tinned arms
facing rotten food inside the fridge.
Across some charcoal and some spoil,
they curled their malleable antennas
which acted like a radar for any forks

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Herd

Posted by Sharla Anderson 30Oct

They shimmer
from shadow to surface
in robes of rebus scarred skin
with eye forged
by giltsmith's glint

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Beautiful

Posted by Terence Thomas 16Oct

I saw her   
She was standing at the counter
She was beautiful.
She walked away.

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Leadership Of Fools

Posted by Richard Tornello 10Oct

Introduction:

Morons all,
Morons great,
Pretending to be candidates.
Daft in head with egos great,
We’ve got morons, campaigning at the gates.

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Complete Man

Posted by J.B Hogan 08Oct

Hunter, trapper, native brave,
chief, leader, ascetic priest
cleansed by fast, renewed to tribe
vision-sharing: adept from start.

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Years and Days

Posted by Jerome Brooke 24Sep

The days flee fast, we cannot hold them, as they pass,
Years are only days, all so fleeting, so hollow;
Days only hours, hours that fly, and are soon forgot.
Speed on then, I will soon follow.

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