joel, to poetry we have
no choice but to
estivate in this place
too strapped to flee for cooler climes
baked beings
literarypug, to poetry When A’s to Z’s
are more vestigial
and atrophied, and
denials deny
acceptance,you’ve overstayed.
It’s ok, checkout
was noon. You are
yet anachronism.We’ll need a card
for your incidentals.You must visit the
azimuth brunch.
We’ve a great
scramble.#5amwritersclub #poetry #poet
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#writingcommunity #poem
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literarypug, to poetry Can’t see
if, if I cover
my eyes.Might see
maybe, if I
squint at liesCan see
never, if
they’re shut
forever.Pluck them
out, and not
much better.#5amwritersclub #poetry #poet
#poetrycommunity #writer
#writingcommunity #poem
#poetrylovers #poems #amwriting #smallpoems
Aphelion, to poetry Your words
A rapture
From a
Sovereign
Mouth,
Floating
Embers
Setting my
Tinder heart
Alight
haikushack, to poetry For the first time in years, my work placed in a contest! I'm in shock! ;)
LK_Sass, (edited ) to poetry Chance
by ROBERT MORGANWe feel the volt inside our veins,
inside the vines, inside the rain,
and through the capillaries of
a tree. We feel the pulse above
in storms, vibrato of thunder,
the whispering rhythms of a river,
magnetic currents in the earth,
the alternating flow of breath,
the push of tides, reversing air
from caves, dilating hum and dance
of bees, the chant of auctioneer.
All oscillate together, or
they seem to, in this play of chance,
beneath the stars' indifference.
literarypug, to poetry The light pours
on to me, spraying
everywhere like
a spoon in the
sink, concave up.
No wait, that
can’t be right.
It’s ribbon candy,
a thrown confection
shattering against
countenance. Or
it’s the air that
surrounds us,
clandestine,
an unimpressive
clay we indent.#5amwritersclub #poetry #poet
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literarypug, to poetry A new poem is
warranted.Perhaps
I’ll send it
to myself in
dits and dahs,
left hand sending
right transcribing.The words are
a shock to
all of me.Apparent
collusion with
the corpus is
all very hushwith my surprise
digitally streaming
for contrast.#5amwritersclub #poetry #poet
#poetrycommunity #writer
#writingcommunity #poem
#poetrylovers #poems #amwriting #smallpoems
tanweerdar, to poetry The #MastoPrompt for Friday 15th September is:
The poem or story can include the prompt word or be about the prompt word.
#SmallPoems #Poetry #MicroFiction #SmallStories
@penprompts (please remove link from any replies)
infinitesoleil, to poetry
haikushack, to poetry I wrote this poem yesterday, in response to yet another challenge. It was fun!
literarypug, to poetry Rip Van Winkle, the
series, now a sequelin which
everyone else
binge sleepswhile he
awakens to
their snoring,thunderous
untranslated
collections ofinsensate
conversations
he mistakenly
logs asspoilers without
warnings#5amwritersclub #poetry #poet
#poetrycommunity #writer
#writingcommunity #poem
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literarypug, to poetry of things
undefined and
undermining me
at every step.Nothing a
black sharpie
can’t solve.Subterfuge,
in a pen. Nowwriting all over
the world, so
people can see
where what who
of things.It’s a magical
subtle fuse
of lying lines.#5amwritersclub #poetry #poet
#poetrycommunity #writer
#writingcommunity #poem
#poetrylovers #poems #amwriting #smallpoems
magdelenehall, to poetry German “Blue Eyes,” Charles Plymell
https://mailchi.mp/theparisreview.org/poem-143573?e=b32154916a
@poetry
#CharlesPlymell
literarypug, to poetry “The poem upon
which you look, was
never a poet”,
I scoffed. Were
everything to me
at the expense of
me, I might never
not know that I
unsee the mote
again and again.
Mind you, it’s of
mine mind’s eye to
shun the invisible,
an irony of lids
almost squeezed
as tightly as
my fists#5amwritersclub #poetry #poet
#poetrycommunity #writer
#writingcommunity #poem
#poetrylovers #poems #amwriting #smallpoems
MikeDunnAuthor, to poetry Today in Labor History September 9, 1918: Scottish & Anzac troops at the Etaples army base launched a successful five-day mutiny against harsh treatment and bad conditions by attacking the military police and carrying out daily demonstrations. Siegfried Sassoon described the terrible conditions in his poem "Base Details." English writer Vera Brittain described the atmosphere in her book “Testament of Youth.” William Allison and John Fairley wrote about it in their 1978 book, “The Monocled Mutineer.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kxPinH6yZ3c
#WorkingClass #LaborHistory #ww1 #mutiny #poetry #books #writer #author #poet @bookstadon
universalhub, to poetry Review: Amid verse-tossing, the cutest date night of all time
#TridentBooksellers #BackBay #OpenMic #poetry https://www.universalhub.com/2023/review-amid-verse-tossing-cutest-date-night-all
Aphelion, to poetry
miksimum, to poetry "Whose horns will you find
sprouting like poppies from the earth?Yours, of course."
Honored that the slick and sinister Coffin Bell nominated one of my poems for Best of the Net!
Here it is, from Coffin Bell vol. 6 issue 1:
https://coffinbell.com/syllabari/
#poetry #writingCommunity #MastoPoet #gothic #horror #horrorFam
literarypug, to poetry Squeaking
on rusting axles,
basepair carts
are dragged by
wild horses
over variant
and knobby
cobblestones.
Full bottles of
cellular cure-alls,
clinking in their
dusty crates,
are ready for
consumption.
What hunched
bogeyman
snaps the reins
of your
familiarity?#5amwritersclub #poetry #poet
#poetrycommunity #writer
#writingcommunity #poem
#poetrylovers #poems #amwriting #smallpoems
currentbias, (edited ) to poetry Paradigms, a pair of dimes
Penny for twenty thoughts
A line into a frame
Into a mind long ago boughtIt started as a comfort
Then it grew into a way
The learned re-resignation
The indifference displayHow true, the words I spoke to you
That fear had become awe
With teeth, the open mouth of God
Would always be a maw
magdelenehall, to poetry German @poetry
“Tired Of,” Patricia Hampl
https://mailchi.mp/theparisreview.org/poem-143565?e=b32154916a
#PatriciaHampl
literarypug, to poetry We get persimmons
from the martand give
permission
on our heartsto bite
to break,jammy textures
we forsakepermission
to ourselves
never toasunder
split. Whatthey now
spoil,
plunderwith softest
tough
and loudest
thunder,love is not
our only blunder#5amwritersclub #poetry #poet
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#writingcommunity #poem
#poetrylovers #poems #amwriting #smallpoems
Alebrije, to poetry Self-respect,
The most valuable
Result to accomplish.Unfavourable appearances may arise
From the error of those
Who require of him the things
He is not qualified to excel.Self-respect,
The most desirable result
Of a humble human creature
best adapted for instability and necessity.It is the wisdom of the wise
The urgent
Recourse to them.Blackout Poetry — Thoughts on Man, William Godwin
https://medium.com/@alebrije.poetico/the-essence-of-self-respect-5315db5b5cd
tylermumford, to poetry