POEM OF THE DAY
A Tale Of The Sea
A pathetic tale of the sea I will unfold,
Enough to make one's blood run cold;
Concerning four fishermen cast adrift in a dory.
As I've been told I'll relate the story.
T'was on the 8th April on the afternoon of that day
That the village of Louisburg was thrown into a wild state or dismay,
And the villagers flew to the beach in a state of wild uproar
And in a dory they found four men were cast ashore.
Then the villagers, in surprise assembled about the dory,
And they found that the bottom of the boat was gory;
Then their hearts were seized with sudden dread,
when they discovered that two of the men were dead.
And the two survivors were exhausted from exposure, hunger, and cold,
Which used the spectators to shudder when them they did behold;
And with hunger the poor men couldn't stand on their feet,
They felt so weakly on their legs for want of meat.
They were carried to a boarding-house without delay,
But those that were looking on were stricken with dismay,
When the remains of James and Angus McDonald were found in the boat,
Likewise three pieces or flesh in a pool or blood afloat.
Angus McDonald's right arm was missing from the elbow,
and the throat was cut in a sickening manner which filled the villagers hearts with woe,
Especially when they saw two pieces of flesh had been cut from each thigh,
'Twas then the kind-hearted villagers did murmur and sigh.
Angus McDonald must have felt the pangs of hunger before he did try
POEM OF THE DAY - MODERN POEM
I Want To Paint
I want to paint
2000 dead birds crucified on a background of night
Thoughts that lie too deep for tears
Thoughts that lie too deep for queers
Thoughts that move at 186,000 miles/second
The Entry of Christ into Liverpool in 1966
The installation of Roger McGough in the Chair of Poetry at Oxford
Francis Bacon making the President's Speech at the Royal Academy dinner
POEM OF THE DAY - MEMBER POEM
Never Rock The Boat? !
Never rock the boat? !
I completely disagree.
Indeed, I want to
Smash it into a million
Pieces! And begin
Again; start from scratch: create
New and vital forms
That will smite stale traditions,
Echo throughout the ages.
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Meaning In Life
Tearing sepal green
Wondering what's seen
In a cloth so clean
Mesmerizing me again
History is the weight of the dead
Piling their wreckage over the living
And leaving us fragments of horrors
That are the salvos of today's psychosis
Time Kills You
Once a while you eat
yourself. You come swaying like rain
drops. Must you stay in my eyes?
Hope Is Exilir
Hope is the foundation of life
Without hope no life is there
However disappointment may be life
Need For Renaissance
We are doing nothing,
We are just like lotus eaters,
We are but chasing the shadows,
We are not trying to rise up,
Love - Senryu
Great love speaks and acts
With the wisdom of the heart
Depth Of Love
Is like the ocean
That loves the fish
Over there the school dropout
Balloon seller raises her frail neck
To sing the balloon bhajans
Of multi-hued brilliant balloons
How Many Gods
How many gods are there,
I know not, but I know
Nothing against anyone.
To Become #1
Treasure island reflects
Hardships of a poet!
To become #1