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  • Rookie - 923 Points Gulsher John (10/18/2013 10:37:00 AM) Post reply
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    My contemporary verses
    need not to make any sense,
    nor map
    any heart's feelings or aesthetic worth.
    May be these unrhymed sounds
    reflect Oxymoron and Enjambment,
    and no metaphor at all.
    and possibly full of nonsense: weird
    And must not hoity - toity.

    I don't care
    If my verses (contemporáneo)
    twitch and fret
    Your poesy sense,
    Or fail
    to elate your sabiduría.(once it supposed to)
    And behold!
    it's all personal narración:
    may terribly pleases you
    Leave you pissed.

  • Rookie Erin Thomas (10/3/2013 4:18:00 PM) Post reply

    How do I withdraw my poem from your silly little popularity contest?

  • Rookie - 1 Points Amy Whittlesey (9/14/2013 12:50:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    no place to crash

    milk without honey
    toast without jam
    work without fridays
    east without lamb

    politics without money
    jokes without laughs
    me in the middle with
    no place to crash

    what good is verse
    if it prompts no return
    has unsolvable riddles and
    spades to unlearn

    nonsense to normsense
    again and again
    makes the absurd the
    province of men

    amy whittlesey

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    • Rookie - 1 Points Sam Peterson (9/25/2013 10:06:00 AM) Post reply

      Hello Amy, I found your piece to be thought provoking while light a whimsical. I enjoyed it. There are points that I don't really catch, as they come from your personal experiences, but that is fine ... more

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  • Rookie Julian Birch (8/14/2013 8:31:00 PM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    Mother with Alzheimer's

    Spittle strand a thread unravelling
    A tapestry of scattered scenes
    That mumble jumbled benedictions
    While softly fraying from the seams

    Shuttle shooting recognition
    Thoughts that warp against the weft
    Grieving family's expeditions
    Tries to bind to all that's left

    A patchwork cloth of distant memories
    Woven trails in monochrome
    Line dusty walls in vacant hallways
    Her clouding eyes an empty home

    Once that fabric graced her family
    Clothed them al in its embrace
    But now a threadbare fading pattern
    Pallid flesh a distant face

    Silent thief that stole her presence
    Robbed the mind and dimmed her son
    Stills the soul and claims it's essence
    As she slowly comes undone

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  • Rookie - 1 Points Charles Monroe (8/9/2013 6:18:00 AM) Post reply

    " In-Spiration"
    Above Guilty Ground
    Inspired by words
    When words chop the workshop
    We woodshop the hurse
    The woodchuck would up-chuck
    Tattoed on the Nun-chuck
    Are Dragons and Dungeons
    Rhythm Rhyme Rum Reds
    A virgen so grounded
    In a world of flying phux
    Angels fathom at thy Soul
    Split the Atom in the Snow.
    When Innosence Inspires Guilt
    Above Guilty Grounds of Silk
    Killed the Guild and Filled the Milf
    Chocolate Milk on Towers built.
    One Man's Treasure's others' Filth
    Freestyle never pays the Bills
    We prefer the Urban Hoods
    Than the ghettos on the hills
    Just a product of thy Nation
    Yet we call it Inspiration.
    8.9.13 4: 09AM
    (Respectfully, Inspired by the Poet Mr. Adam M. Snow)

  • Bronze Star - 5,108 Points Edgar Stevens (8/6/2013 3:47:00 AM) Post reply

    Poem Hunter Poetry Contest has officially started. You can enter with your favorite poem now or write a new one and submit it before August 31st,2013.

    Prize is $1,000 for the winner and $250 for the 2nd and 3rd place..

    You can write in any poetic style and on any subject.

    Entering the contest is free.

    Details: http://www.poemhunter.com/contest/

  • Rookie Steve Downes (8/5/2013 4:18:00 AM) Post reply

    going to write my first ever sonnet 25 years into a writing career...the results should be fun, I'll post it on poemhunter later this week
    rhythm I enjoy in poetry but rarely (outside of the Romantics of the 18th C.) do I enjoy rhyming work

  • Rookie - 204 Points Jack Growden (7/29/2013 5:42:00 AM) Post reply

    PLEASE READ MY COLLECTION! ! ! ! ! I am a young, aspiring poet looking for feedback. Thanks, Jack Growden

  • Rookie - 431 Points Adam M. Snow (7/18/2013 1:43:00 AM) Post reply

    I have seen Maelstroms Eternal
    By: Adam M. Snow

    I write with flowers of ink,
    thou love poured out on page,
    in a slumbering alder away in endless flight;
    swaying with the stars, so white 'gainst the black night sky.
    Facing the horizons, on the calm black waters called -ink.
    -I write for thee that thou heart be free.
    I have seen maelstroms eternal,
    mount in my soul but endless;
    -An abyss without thee, I dare thee not.
    By starlight the rushes lean over thee wide:
    -The ink on the page is erased,
    -The text is long forgotten.

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