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A New Day

Dear Poets and Readers,

I am no longer accepting submissions for publication on this site in order to focus on my own writing and publishing endeavors. The site will remain online for people to read. I appreciate all the wonderful poets who have submitted their thoughtful poems as well as the visitors to the site over the years. My poetry journey continues at Unconventional Being. I’ll also be publishing people’s poems in anthologies at Opportunity Publishing.

Cheers,

Guy


~ Looking for a place to publish your poetry? Visit Opportunity Publishing.

Remembering Childhood | A Poem by Lyn Han

I’m not quite nineteen and legally drinking
or paying for my own phone bill and driving
but I’ve realized
that I’ve oxidized

You wanted to sit around a board game
and we were playing but I’ve gotten lame
I don’t have time for play
I’ve got essays and papers to write, okay

And now it’s past midnight
and I’m tapping away ignoring the beautiful moonlight
I’m not a kid anymore
I don’t wish on shooting stars any more

But you’re still a kid and you’ve time for fun
I used to be young, but look what age has done
I wished for family time and ‘I love you’
I wish for numbers and dead trees now I’m the problem too

It’ll be alright though you’ve got the job now
It’s a hard job teaching adults the meaning of ‘wow’
You’ll be fine though it’ll work out
You’ll rust too one day but we all do don’t pout

Visit http://thoughtsoublier.tumblr.com/post/106682051097/remembering-childhood-goals.



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A Winter Buffet | A Poem by Donal Mahoney

January day
not a leaf left
on this skeleton

tree teeming
with sparrows
chirping and hopping

branch to branch
waiting for the deck
feeder to be free of

cardinals and jays
bickering for seed
while on the floor

four doves
stroll in silence
feasting on spilled

seed near the railing
where a fat squirrel
sits with its tail high

in a question mark
ready to dive
and scatter them all

Visit http://booksonblog12.blogspot.com.



~ Looking for a place to publish your poetry? Visit Opportunity Publishing.

The Girl Who Disappears | A Poem by Amanda K. Dudley-Penn

Am I that girl?
Am I the girl who disappears?
Am I the one who speaks too softly?
Am I the one no one hears?
Are those the questions that I will ask
As I take my final breath?
Will I have made a mark on this earth
Before I meet with death?
Am I but a whisper
In the minds of those I’ve met.
Have I done something good,
Something they won’t forget?
Have I stood up against wrongs?
Have I stood my ground?
Or have I yelled against the wind
And no one heard a sound?
Have I raised my chin determined?
Have I been brave?
Have I cried out at injustice
Even when I was afraid?
Or am I the lonely girl
Who fades silently away?
The girl who no one has memories of
Or who had nothing to say?
Am I the girl who
No one wanted to hold dear?
Am I that girl
The girl who disappears.

Visit https://www.facebook.com/AmandaKDudleyPenn.


~ Looking for a place to publish your poetry? Visit Opportunity Publishing.