Poets Poems
I Am Searching For A Real Hero
by Hébert Logerie
I am searching for a real Hero
Not a virtual or an actual zero
I am searching for many Heroes
And I want to earn many zeros
After any number greater than one
I want to go beyond the Heaven
But I don’t want to get high
I want to go high, high, high
And get as much knowledge that I can
And I want to say that yes, I can
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A Multitude of Woes
by Carl Halling
Yes, there was a time
I was obsessed by melancholy,
I saw deep sadness,
The quality that so tormented
My former favoured idols,
Poets, painters,
Musicians, actors,
Creators of every kind,
As glamorous and romantic,
But it’s not,
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Langford Reed Saved The Limerick Verse
by George Bernard Shaw
Langford Reed saved the limerick verse,
From being taken away in a hearse.
He made it so clean
Now it's fit for a queen,
Re-established for better or worse.
the endless thread
by Rikske Kessner
There is always a poem waiting—
an understudy, breathless in the wings,
shadowed by today’s centre stage,
its lines trembling, yearning to be heard.
This poem, however, holds its ground.
It stands, distinct as a fingerprint,
etched with the soul of its unwritten forbears—
the lived and the whispered, but never fully spoken.
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A Story Unfinished
by Tammy Darby
From the void of infinity,
I retrieved words desperately sought
Craving the full impact of my letters
No matter the harm to my soul it wrought
Obsession forces me from my slumber bed rise
Waiting patiently where the secret magic lies.
Visions of monsters and fierce warrior queens
That emerge willingly from deep long dreams
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No wait in vain : Poets meet
by Ghairo Daniels
No Wait in Vain : Poets Meet
For decades I waited
And you did not come
To listen to my rude insertion
Finger a sound at the back of my throat
And the vibration of my name
For decades I wanted to meet
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Poets
by Joe Cyr
Most poets write in shortful spurts,
(Departures are Evangeline and Shakespeare's works).
Now, why do poets write that way?
Why do they bother with contrived word play?
There's something about poetic style
that more easily makes people smile,
or cry, at times, it all depends
upon the poet's aims and ends.
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Poets
by Ghairo Daniels
POETS
Desert dust before the rain hampered our walk
on the Oregon floor
boards creaked with late afternoon lore
Dry gin in a glass waiting
it wanted to bubble like champagne
but there was nothing to babble about
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the endless thread
by Rikske Kessner
There is always a poem waiting—
an understudy, breathless in the wings,
shadowed by today’s centre stage,
its lines trembling, yearning to be heard.
This poem, however, holds its ground.
It stands, distinct as a fingerprint,
etched with the soul of its unwritten forbears—
the lived and the whispered, but never fully spoken.
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The Composition of Shadows (I & II)
by Michael R. Burch
These are poems about poetry, poems about writing, poems about the process of composition...
The Composition of Shadows (I)
by Michael R. Burch
“I made it out of a mouthful of air.”—W. B. Yeats
We breathe and so we write; the night
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