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Scheduled Witnessing - An Original Poem

Kia ora and hello to you. A new poem is included below. What is also new is the introduction you're reading. In the past I have published poems alone without any

From Assent Upwards: AI-augmented poetry writing

Cool Breeze rests after long journey. He pursued life relentlessly. Mister Ignorance led the criminals. Their showdown was swift and brutal. Justice prevailed, villains

Borrowed Essentials - original AI-augmented poetry

The song encourages embracing simplicity and letting go of worries. It emphasizes that nature provides for our basic needs, urging us to relax and appreciate the

Sonnet For A Past Self - original poetic text

Under night sky's silhouette, I whisper "change and pain". Past life envelops me in gloom marked with regret. I had to forge a new person, one who despised

Hyper and Meta - an original poem

hyper-hearted girl poured emotions artwork, meta-murals spoke volume inner world his hyper-heated passion explore meta-mental realms, composed melodies resonate

The Brush of All Things: for Len Lye

The crime, or the area amongst televisions, serves as the central core where content surfaces. The wild or the vacancy amidst barricades, acts as the peripheral

Artistic Essence Resonance: poem and image

In the domain of design and artistry, crafting an artifact involves contemplative thought about its title and descriptor. A carefully chosen appellation or moniker

LSD bicycles

This is a cross post of @patar-star/lsd-bicycles by @patar-star.absurdity is best consumed with tea

Deletion 04/03/2024

Ascend the tree gracefully. The secrets of an ancient fortress. The swift breeze's rhythm. Wander next to the riverbank, gleeful youngster; happily play gleaming

"The Witches Circle"

(original image taken by my nephew, used with his permission) Growing up near the Canoochee River in South Ga, this ↑was↑ the type of terrain that was near the river

Astray by Rachel K

Home repairs driving me up the wall. Finding it hard to stand tall. Dad quick to criticize my dreamy artist eyes. The tone of the yellow wall - pale. In my mind

Perfect Sense by Buddy

Any closer to the sun and we will all burn, any further away and we will all freeze, a perfect setting, our great earth. Plants give off oxygen. They purify the

Revival by Madeline Emily Heron

Her regard is constant, generous: connection, change, growth, abundance, nature craves cradles us all. Besmirched necessity cuts experience, out of control she gives

Squirm? by Sherie C

Pungent smells of the wet market loud calls from the sellers wicker baskets with live animals hold tight, cash in pocket grins, sneers and leers hunt for the worm

Petrichor / Yağmur kokusu (Eng-Tr)

English Hello everyone! How are you? I hope you are well. Or you are doing everything you can to be good. Being good is a relative thing, of course, but we should

This is a Political Poem... A Joke - by p

“There is no depression in New Zealand There are no sheep on our farms There is no depression in New Zealand We can all keep perfectly calm” ~Blam Blam Blam (July

Music is my everything... / Müzik benim her şeyim... (Eng-Tr)

English Music is my everything. The only legacy I have left and will be left to those who come after me. It was taken from me a short time ago. It was like my soul

25/12/2022 - An Original Poem

Here is a poem written for today.

Allen Curnow and Michele Leggott - Workshop - September 14, 2022

Hello, everyone. Allen Curnow died in 2001 at the age of 90. Much of his poetry was written while he was a teacher in Auckland and is about the Waitākere Ranges.

George Herbert and Damien Wilkins - Workshop 05/09/22

Hello, everyone. George Herbert was born in Wales and died in 1633 at the age of 39. He served in the Parliament of England and later in the Church of England. Damien