Persistent Danger Where is this going when state and foe mow down civilians and non-combatants in market stalls? They...

by Conrad Geller People are always asking "What are the best love poems?" or "Where can I find something beautiful...

In the name of poetry, we implore you … Since time immemorial, poetry has moved people’s hearts and shaped humanity at...

  Aleppo By Cid Wa'eeb El Sur We will drain it dry as hay. Peace shall neither night nor day...

By Conan Milner | The Epoch Times For centuries, the plays of William Shakespeare have been celebrated for their larger-than-life...

  Intimations of a Dream When the wind rustles through the open pine, And the leaves murmur and shudder off...

by Dusty Grein Hailing from 15th and 16th century French and Italian roots, the villanelle is arguably one of the...

  For Elizabeth If charm were a country, then you would be Its capital of many domes and spires Gilded...

  A Bear in My Living Room While playing some computer games One day, I heard a noise out in...

By Evan Mantyk Michael Curtis A classical architect, sculptor, painter, and poet, Michael Curtis is, in no uncertain terms, a...

Growing Up So lucky they used to say, and it was when it was rare. But now there’s way too...

In the grey-streaked dawn I can barely glean A deck of petals expertly dealt out in a ring A clingy...

There was a king who sought to enter Law, for as he noshed a cone of Rocky Road, the Emperor...

  The Price (a pantoum in iambic pentameter) The sea and sky, once beautiful and clean, They’ve paid the price...

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A Rhyme Crime An old man once curtly said, "I wouldn't give a dime for poetry that has rhyme." A...

  Paean to “ODE TO JOY”* I heard the “Ode to Joy” today, ten thousand times at least. I could...

By Conrad Geller Poets demonstrably know nothing about death since it is, in Hamlet’s phrase, “the undiscovered country from whose...

My Mirror Grinned (Rondeau) My mirror grinned at my first grey. With rearing youth, it’s my first fray. Disturbed, with...

  There is a tale of seven sisters whose father help up the sky pursued by Orion, carried to the...

  Today I may dream of stubbled fields shriveled     foretelling of future prospects grim. If tomorrow’s dreams are green, is...

By Carol Smallwood The pantoum is a poetry form that originated in 15th century Malaysia and drifted West in the...

  Gathering like large and lazy vultures they asked me, on my travels, where I’m from — my origins, religion...

. Unexpiring Ekphrastic on the above photo Unexpiring constant Sun, Earth untired responding spun, Surging fire, maternal birth, Urgent sire...

  The eyes emerge from slumber’s lake of lead, Awakened by the zephyr flying past, In wonderment to witness, overhead,...

On the shores of Lake Erie, most weak & most weary, a soldier sat sunning, returned from the wars,     And...

We Shall Never Forget Let the world always remember, That fateful day in September, And the ones who answered duty's...

  Terror has infected the world today; And this disease is spreading day by day. Fanatics who lack spirituality And...

By Anonymous Sometimes I sit alone for a while, Watching life go by, Sitting high on a mountain top, Wondering...

Will Power When God asked Solomon one day     What his heart did most desire, The man said if he had...

"Games of Gridlock," people proclaim, "court our congress in shifts of shame!" If pay-to-play campaigns unlash a people-to-the-poles backlash, it's...

  And then we remembered that cruelest spring, when we awoke to find ourselves hollow. Where once we mocked, “O...

Submission Instructions Submit three to five poems, each of which does not exceed 50 lines. Email as a word file...

  The Poet’s Purpose A poet praises all of nature’s treasures, He seeks to find the pathway to her core,...

Such Was My Prayer Such was my prayer. And she, so far away, Or so it seemed, looked down at...

  Phantom skaters in the park turn, and glide, and never fall, faces clouded, figures dark. They are phantoms, after...

  Ice I open my golden flowing fins,     I dance beneath the ice, I dip and twirl and pose and...

The Garden Guest Gaia has entered my garden today, She moves with a rustling of leaves. I can see her...

  Capturing all that isn’t blue, The sky, extending out of view, Pitches over the gathered green, Its grassy sheen...