We interrupt normally scheduled programming for an intermission —a Public Service Broadcast— from everyone's most favourite/least favourite
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
With halting soft speech I once tried to tell a writer About the language of women Though brilliant, he did not understand
By Aspen Marie 2 years ago in Poets
I can't imagine the pain you felt, the blood shed as they tortured You. + + + Thirty nine lashes because forty kill, the crown
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
4/1/25 If this is the last poem I ever write, then let it be prayer once heard from bedside apologists claiming paint as salvation / it’s not
By Olivia Dodge2 years ago in Poets
Very electric Various elements Like obliviously Lights off Lights on Look observed Very elegantly Value elevated Love
By L.I.E2 years ago in Poets
Losing track of myself Not knowing who I am Without my accomplishments And my favorite “I ams” Feeling stagnant and out of touch with the successful person
By Andre The First2 years ago in Poets
Mind-emptiest, mine deeply. I don’t mind? That’s merely folly, An uncomfortable presentation. The postponement of stillness.
By Paul Beckett2 years ago in Poets
Are you as tired as I am? Do your feet burn from walking working waiting? Do your joints creak? Is the breath filling your lungs enough to speak what needs
By kp2 years ago in Poets
The dark dreamer to the light bearer in dizzying convergence; ever over-lapping, concentric radials. In delicate balance—
By Chaia Levi2 years ago in Poets
of figs and skulls, of blood and love, in nature of nature, lies the stories, knowns, persons. which yields fruits still begets death;
The start of the start, the end of the end, the root of the root. Journeying with desert heart and ocean blood in search of intangible unknowns
The Bridge Club Coup Every Tuesday at two o'clock they lay their cards face up— not hearts and spades but pay stubs with the amounts blacked out,
By Elena Vale2 years ago in Poets
