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In My Defence
In My Defence
It wasn’t me, it was that carcass of a tree that cast a spell on me you spoke of seeing parrots every day but that day they never showed up…
Sonia Bhatnagar
May 23
Imagination: A poem
Imagination: A poem
Where the desert met the sea I met sweet Amelie In my imagination.
John Welford
May 18
Sonnet to the Drunk Poet
Sonnet to the Drunk Poet
Those bare pages that torment the sober soul, dull missives devoid of inspired musing. In distress, I surrender frail control over sense…
sappgregg
May 15
5 Existentially Terrifying Cherichews
5 Existentially Terrifying Cherichews
To help guide you towards your next crisis
M. Cole Grady
May 7
5 Limericks NOT About My Landlord Who Is NOT Evicting Me
5 Limericks NOT About My Landlord Who Is NOT Evicting Me
I swear I’m not still angry
M. Cole Grady
Apr 23
Why We Need Bad Poetry
Why We Need Bad Poetry
For my son
Edward Robson, PhD, MFA
Apr 23
From Shipyard to Graveyard to Art Yard
From Shipyard to Graveyard to Art Yard
A poetic homage~montage of Hunters Point in San Francisco
Marilyn Flower
Apr 13
10 Haikus about Racoon Bollocks
10 Haikus about Racoon Bollocks
Pom Poko is a beautifully unhinged film
M. Cole Grady
Apr 11
Sonnet to Watching TV
Sonnet to Watching TV
Another day’s haunting travail exceeds frayed nerve expanses as inner drift yearns …
sappgregg
Apr 3
the bus ride to town. (a poem)
the bus ride to town. (a poem)
the arcane, archaic lack lustre tones the moans completing on my breath borne out to times ending in severity like the short sharp stops on…
Sam Cottle
Mar 7
Mother hen, dear
Mother hen, dear
a translation of Sándor Petőfi’s “Anyám tyúkja”
Joe Váradi 🇭🇺
Mar 2
This is What HE Did…
This is What HE Did…
the snarling little old man that no one liked the one who lived alone down the road and never spoke to anyone, or, if he did, it was to…
Sam Cottle
Feb 27
(I Know It’s Not the Same) Pasta Sauce ♪♫
(I Know It’s Not the Same) Pasta Sauce ♪♫
a song parody of “As It Was” by Harry Styles
Joe Váradi 🇭🇺
Feb 16
Sonnet to My Retirement
Sonnet to My Retirement
Precious hours once sold for fickle service, with blithe promises of perks or passions, vanish over years of lapsed observance, as…
sappgregg
Feb 14
Cognitive Innocence
Cognitive Innocence
Word: He has never failed a single test, except when others steal
Christyl Rivers, Phd.
Feb 1
Go ask Alice…
Go ask Alice…
“I can’t believe I ate the whole thing!”
Ed Newman
Jan 20
Discomforting autumn morning …
Discomforting autumn morning …
from the pen of Sándor Petőfi
Joe Váradi 🇭🇺
Jan 14
Complexities of Living.
Complexities of Living.
A introspection into Life in our times.
Alcoholicsaint
Dec 28, 2023
Sonnet to Procrastination
Sonnet to Procrastination
Dwell in this moment but live for the next. An instant fizzles even as it’s grasped; the present expires, empty yet perplexed, with spent…
sappgregg
Dec 28, 2023
Subsidized
Subsidized
There are some things I really don’t understand.
Ed Newman
Dec 16, 2023
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