Poetry Slam
Why Does Such A Mellow Art Form Have So Many Contests?
I thought that I would never see
A fight regarding poetry.
Life can venture nothing worse,
Than fisticuffs o’er flowing verse.
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If poems be the breath of life,
They ought ne’er cause such stressful strife.
Truth, words, and beauty, in one accord,
Caring nothing for the masses bored.
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Structured, free, or rhyming pretty,
Poignant, wise, or merely witty,
Poetry should ne’er cause war.
Quoth the raven, Nevermore.
About the Creator
Donald J. Bingle
Donald J. Bingle is the author of eight books and more than sixty shorter works in the thriller, science fiction, fantasy, horror, mystery, steampunk, comedy, and memoir genres. More on Don can be found at www.donaldjbingle.com.
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