Poem: And all we hear are tolling bells telling fortunes, wishing wells well-wishers washed in pools of tears all eyes and ears all eyes and ears Are turned towards the funeral the heart has had its coronal* as silence ends the reign of years the sky rains tears the sky rains tears We listen at… Continue reading REBLOG: ‘Tolling Bells’ by Ingrid Wilson
REBLOG: ‘This World is Yours’ by Mike L. Utley
Poem: you thought you could save the world wee lad you couldn’t even save yourself those bleak nighthawk skies where dead stars fall like blood-bloated flies and fey winds howl in deafened ears a behemoth’s fetid exhalation violent and ignorant and inexorable breathe breathe it all in the sweat-soaked fear the bitter tang of futility… Continue reading REBLOG: ‘This World is Yours’ by Mike L. Utley
REBLOG: ‘Battle’ by Grace Y. Estevez–Reddy
Poem: I wish that I could shield your pain, absolve your loss and provide gain, protect you from the hard cold rain, assure that joy runs through your veins. I wish my love could be your shield, erase all ugly acts revealed, improve the misfortunes you feel, hug your dreams tight till they are real.… Continue reading REBLOG: ‘Battle’ by Grace Y. Estevez–Reddy
REBLOG: ‘Faith’ by Sangeetha S.
Poem: Faith defies. The lie, Open, unconcealed, Glaring, baring all; a smooth attack, In fact, smirking, conciliating; So what? If you can’t Take it, don’t rant Take it cool There are no rules Girl…Grow up Grow one It’s just fun I smile. For the while it takes for me to break, seek the deceit in… Continue reading REBLOG: ‘Faith’ by Sangeetha S.
The Polymono, or: Creativity forms verses
Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person began writing verses back and forth over the Internet. Their first project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their first oeuvre, they continued their journey together; Sangeetha came up with a fun… Continue reading The Polymono, or: Creativity forms verses
Whatever, or: I don’t care anyways
Senryū this senryū's sad because I said I only wrote it for a prompt #TankaTuesday This week, for Tanka Tuesday, Colleen Chesebro encourages us to try our hands at writing senryū poems. Senryū is a Japanese form similar to haiku: three lines with a short-long-short syllable count up to 17 syllables. Senryū are written about human… Continue reading Whatever, or: I don’t care anyways
Father, or: Cure
An American sentence: Treating and bandaging my wounds is my parental priority. What's an 'American Sentence'? Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American Sentence, felt that the haiku didn’t work as well in English. Ginsberg decided to remove the line structure of the haiku, maintaining the requirement of 17 syllables total. He felt that removing the… Continue reading Father, or: Cure
The road to hell, or: Blinded by love
A reverse double 'Tetractys' Love is no less likely to hurt than heal; the road to hell is paved with purest love. Hell's walking a tightrope, blinded by love; one bound to such relationships knows hell. W3 poetry prompt This reverse double 'Tetractys' poem was written for D. Avery's W3 poetry prompt: Write a ‘Tetractys’; A… Continue reading The road to hell, or: Blinded by love
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