poems
AnimaVillanelle by Kasimma Art is a living flare.Art is detail; art makes souls glow.Art fills your heart with moving air. Art is you, the blues, and prayer.Art is Chi and art is shadow.Art is a living flare. Aesthetes smile. Philistines will sneer,and Nos will pelt you blows, but know…Art fills your heart with moving air. […]
Read more "2 form poems from Kasimma "Feelz Trip I got tired of pushing sublime at my students. William Cowper, Lord Byron, James Thomson, Samuel Rogers?! Let’s just say those old boys weren’t hitting under the busted-up ceiling panels and flickering fluorescent lights of my classroom. My students were squirming in the hard plastic cells of their desks, so I decided to […]
Read more "FEELZ TRIP ~ Tim Staley"6 new micro poems 1 Note to the poets: All the poems have already been written Use google.com 2 Why do you need wings if you are not a bird? 3 Just grab the emptiness of the apartment with your hands The cat gave birth to dead kittens They are all called Jesus 4 He looked towards the burning sea and said to me And […]
Read more "6 new micro poems ~ Mykyta Ryzhykh"THE TAKE OUT I paddle the kayaks back to the boathouse. First the sea yak with it’s great tracking Then the little yellow one for children And finally the two small blue ones Good for racing because they’re equally handicapped. Now the sailboat’s just a dingly, I lost the sail when i capsized. I swim […]
Read more "3 lost poems by TIM STALEY"Soldiering through an internal war Helpless in a hospital, While laid out like a cadaver, My thoughts are mercurial. Petitioning for health is my endeavor. Although zeroed on my pain, I look at the TV news, Feeling levels of disdain And guilt for writing the blues. Some people in war-torn lands remain strong. Undaunted, they’re […]
Read more "Soldiering through an internal war ~ Bob McNeil"L’appel Du Vide ~ Call of the Void What’s a boy to a star who gazes from afar?But a boy lost in reverie, knowing he was bound to be from the start?L’appel du vide.I can be condescending just to feel like I’m ascendingbut still feel like a decline, is the message sending?L’appel du vide.If my […]
Read more "SIJRA ~ L’APPEL DU VIDE"HONORABLE MENTION – Michael Taylor Utah GirlsI wanna be more disciplined and responsiblePissing off a mountain into a riverYour watermelon can’t believe, approve, or understand your behavior and he is very upsetGrumpy man with with a tan, sitting in a lawn chair in a blizzard, Coca-Cola in hand, upsidedown, drinking his magazineMy teacher told me […]
Read more "WINNING POEMS FROM THE 3rd ANNUAL KAREN TRUJILLO TEEN POETRY CONTEST ~ LAS CRUCES, NM ~2024"i want a requiem by a requiem for (birdfolk in the Xingqinggong Park and elsewhere) sparrows and brownie song thrushes moiling rustling blades panicles scattered tree nuts fallen leaves taking death with such light heart they have gone live again flickering flames like acorns and filberts fed by sun-eating leaves they’ve made themselves plump as […]
Read more "Lucie Chou ~ i want a requiem by a requiem for"Holed up in a filthy duvet tightly bundled upwith the TV mutedscrolling YouTube shortstrying to escape the shameof not being able to remember getting homehow do you purge itis it enough to sweat it outmaybe I should go sit in a boxand tell the Fatherfingers grasping at the rosariesdirty words reverberating fromthe walnut panelling or perhaps […]
Read more "Michael Ashley ~ Holed up in a filthy duvet"Cow Creek What we called a crick,no wider than a standing leapone side to the other,a rat snake stretched in pasture sun,kinks shear as paper cuts wherethe water fought to go straight.We flipped cow pattieswith pocket knivesfor worms that writhedon hooks bouncedwith a neat underhandfrom grass into the waterupstream from a bend, floatedto where we […]
Read more "Matt Thomas ~ COW CREEK"
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