Neopoet Live
2 July, 2009 at 9:00pm (NY)
ANNOUNCEMENT Due to the July 4th Holiday, Geezer's Room has been cancelled for this evening. Please Join him again next Saturday night.
4 July, 2009 at 11:00pm (NY)
Live Two Hour TRIVIA GAME NIGHT ~ hosted by GinnyDragon54
5 July, 2009 at 9:00pm (NY)
Live Two Hour REWARDS MONDAY ~ hosted by Katie
6 July, 2009 at 9:00pm (NY)
Live Two Hour Chat hosted by Tink ~ her theme tonight will be Difficulties and Challanges
7 July, 2009 at 9:00pm (NY)
Live Two Hour Chat hosted by Seren PACIFIC CHAT (8pm Est Canberra) ~ her theme will be Meet and Greet and Writing Emotions
9 July, 2009 at 6:00am (NY)
Live One Hour Chat hosted by NEW HOSTS Anc1996 and GinnyDragon54 ~ their theme will be Poetry Railroad Game
11 July, 2009 at 7:00pm (NY)
Community News
Spotlight
baptism
the river Jordan flows
into the sea
i have met countless
John-the-Baptists
i have met many a
Pontius Pilate
but it is always
Judas
whom i shall
love,
who else shall
baptise me
when the last
veil of me
red like the setting
sun,
is torn to shreds
and I stand there,
ashamed.
Evolution
Hurt (part 1 in a series of 4 poems, edited again)
“Time changed its mind, it will not heal.”
(Proprietress of Crimson Hearts)
Not only her body was being hurt
Her soul was in even worse pain
Poetry Stream
A live stream of raw poetry, dancing before your eyes. Or sometimes sulking.
Dancer
You are four and full of energy,
Funny things you do.
Tickling my funny-bone.
I laugh when I’m watching you .
Your sleep is full of barks,
But silence when you wake.
You think in dreams, wolf-like.
And chases that you make.
Hellhound in land of Nod.
Monster, I don’t see.
Scaredy-cat, you are….
Words to Burn
Spent the morning
Frantically flinging my words to pages
In the depth of my mourning,
Because it’s you I miss.
I sealed my letter with a thousand tidings.
Memories and dreams and kisses
Good intentions, things I’ve perfected…
Apologies for things neglected…
So many things undeclared and yearned
Too Late
I watch as she lies there suffering,
I hate that i can’t help her,
She dies on the inside,
Brusied on the out,
She is put down & treated like dirt,
She cries but no one wipes her tears,
She screams but no one hears,
She dies and no one moves,
She is now dead & people feel bad,
They wish they did something,
All together stand as one
All together stand as one
Nothing but anothers son
Black and bruised
Always used
Vanglorious race
Put back in thier place
All together stand as one
We’re all burnt by the sun
Venal Villains
Kill by the millions
Fascist reich
It’s time for strike
Three!!!
Your out
Does it help at all to shout?
Frost (Inspired by Anni's ode)
“Breathe softly over my heart’s frost,
And if you hear it twitter,
Do not be afraid of its black spring.”
(Else Lasker-Schüler)
