This is just a little recap (and links to my original critiques) of last year’s challenge. I’ve been meaning to do this for a while and have just been slack. I liked the challenge because I was able to tap into my love of reviewing films etc. I also chose to write in free verse (rule breaker) to help me separate my ideas more clearly & write sparingly, given the 50 word requirement.
By Grz Colm2 years ago in Poets
“Hollow Pins” Sitting here an echo in the wind like distant pins. No feeling deep within. A stabbing pain like knife blades
By Corey W Harland2 years ago in Poets
It took me long years and a thick gray beard to recognize the reality of my life. First and second acts lived on autopilot, playing out patterns and habits on repeat, a scratched record skipping to the same phrase over and over again.
By David Muñoz2 years ago in Poets
A dusty halo that I burned a long time ago, I miss her, she was a huge part of my life, Messages under the blasted sun, Betwixt my foreign enemies,
By Tambourine Man2 years ago in Poets
As morgue gurneys roll — Bodies from refrigeration to hereafter, Chyme and bile movement continue, Despite death's finality, and
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Always on the road, sloughing off the remains of Bethlehem behind me. It was there I bore the Child. It was there I ascended
By Suze Kay2 years ago in Poets
Snowflakes in the sky, in my hair, on my hands, On a rink. They dance down, snuggle up To each other and, stripped of choice, agglutinate.
By Andrei Z.2 years ago in Poets
Remember the fields and the destitute lands Where we’d run free and scrape our knees The mountainous ranges beyond the outlines
By Michael O'Connor2 years ago in Poets
Searching for a version of love that doesn't exist in her world. Her lonely heart withers; Her undying faith grows old.
By Jollyoddbod Poetry2 years ago in Poets
I see you. Oh, how I see you. Making meals, working on yourself, giving back to everyone around you. Watching over us, taking care of us, protecting us.
By Ashley Pacitti2 years ago in Poets
Am I ready? Because I’m not sure Circumstances of the past Doubts that forever last. Everything all at once Feels overwhelming.
By C. H. Richard2 years ago in Poets
I am a child of the Wind, south of the Windy City, south of Chi-town, Chicago, in the 'burbs. ** The wind was always blowing.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Poets
