Please join me in congratulating the February contest winner Drey Hommies for his excellent entry " WHEN THE TANTRUM IS LOST ". here it is:

When the tantrum is lost,
gods become men,
They lost their youthful hue,
Divinity turns to humanity.

I'd rather return to infancy,
When I'd growl as a cub
Yet with my fangs and claws infantry
And wouldn't serve the pleasures of my heart.

Seasons
dividers
of time and years

Marching
through our lives
in lockstep rhythm

Winter
comes but once
at least to men

Hi folks. Just a reminder that today is the last day when entries for this month's contests will be accepted.......stan

Talk about a universal theme!. This month we're gonna write poems about or referring to astronomy or astronomical events. Check out the "contest " tab to get the parameters then let your imagination float among the stars.

The contest winner for January is Raj. For his 2 versions of "Turning The Pages". I hope you will all join me in saluting him for fearlessly posting his poem in more than one form........stan

Turning the Pages (January Contest)

While setting the calendar on the mantle
the past fades ever so slowly
I clutch hard on memories
till they too recede like low tide
leaving behind
pebbles and shells
scattered along the shores
some smooth some frayed
like memoirs etched
on pages of my diary
to be shelved

The 28th is the last day to post an entry

Hi folks
Time is quickly approaching the cut off date for entering a poem. So get those quills wet and have some fun......stan

Hello everybody. I hope all have a great new year.
We are going to start the new year by getting folks who write mainly free verse or mainly in rhyming western classic to get outside their comfort zones by having entrants write a single poem in both forms. Click on "contest" to see parameters and don't forget to put (January contest) beside title. Hope ya'll have fun........stan

The December contest winner is Chiori"s poem "25th DECEMBER". I hope you will all join me in congratulating this poet and this fine poem

25th DECEMBER

My mind awaits fresh attire
The one am entitled to; every culmination of time,
The lightening trees worries me not,
But my neighbors in the glorified edifice
Put the oil in the crying pot,
Unleash the tied chicken for its execution is now,
a compliment for the waiting throat.

Greetings all. Hope you all had a good Christmas. Today is the last day to enter a poem for December contest so if you have been putting off entering don't delay any longer.........stan