Genre: Relationship

 More than an Emotion by AR slim

It wasn’t in the way she said she loved me. It was the sparkle in her eyes, that half grin smirk on her lips. The glow in her face. The touch of her hand against mine. Catching her looking at me as if I was the only man in the world. That’s how I knew. NO – That’s how she showed me what I meant to her:

Loved

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Deadline for POETRY Festival – Get your poem made into a MOVIE and seen by 1000s. Three options to submit:
http://www.wildsound.ca/poetrycontest.html

WATCH this month’s poetry readings performed by professional actors:
http://www.wildsoundfestival.com/may_2015_poetry_readings.html

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Genre: Examination of our Society, Youth Culture, Dark, Reality,

The Playground by Phillip Rivers

old buildings, empty fields,
and those vacant haunted lots
we used to play games
now they’re moving different rocks
oxy pills, heroin,
get the molly from ‘Pops’
never met the biological
just old dude from the block
broken swings, broken glass,
shards at the bottom of the slide
dark urban metaphors
represent what they feel inside
skinny jeans, skinny teens,
hallowed out cheeks
zombie looking humans
fixing for the next treat
sunken eyes inside a skull
that once was filled with hope
the avenues they stroll
trigger mechanisms to cope
wasted Youth, squandered Dreams
children forced to be grown
how can they see the light
with no electric on at home
empty house, empty plates,
stomach rumbles provide the sound
with nowhere else to go
they seek out the playground

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Genre: Rhyme, Thriller

Aylan lies face down by Angelina Llongueras

Aylan lies on the ground
face down,
the sea
has delicately poised him
on the beach,
right where the sand
and the water meet,
only a bucket missing
at his feet
for him to build a castle
in the delicate evening sun.

Aylan lies face down.

Mme Lagarde is happy
he has not outlived
the age where pensions
cease to be cost efficient
for those that, like her, rob them,

and suck the blood and flesh
of sweet «cheap» children
from «cheap» countries
scourged and devastated
by outsourced armies
made of private thugs
to avoid restitutions,
children placed,
like a satanic offer,
to her feet, so she can take a bath
made of their fragile delicacy,
and feel rejuvenated,
like that Hungarian countess
of the middle ages.

Aylan lies face down,
sleeping the infinite sleep,
together with his Syrian family,

Genre: Family

Will’s House by Martha C. Wallace

Pla-ploop, pop, pop, bloop, bloop…
the coffee percolator sings.
Sssst, pop, pop, ssst
the bacon sizzles a hot reply.
Hot sticky cheese bubbles over the sides of the toast.
Buttery grits pop and boil.
Country music singers wailin’ and bemoanin’ love, life, and country livin’
drift from the kitchen radio to upstairs rooms.
Grandpa taps the tips of his shiny black shoes.
I rush to get the homemade peach and strawberry preserves from the pantry,
and grandpa’s favorite coffee cup .
First I blow, then sip the spicy and fragrant sassafras tea that Grandpa makes just for me.

Grandpa sleeps downstairs to protect his house-
no one was “comin in heh” he’d say.” My family’s gonna be safe heh.”
In the South’s cotton fields,
beautiful, white blossoms transform, turning crimson,
like the sharp cuts that the bracts made on my grandfather’s hands

Genre: Rhyme, Life, Society

Tomorrow by Kim Wheeler

Genre: Nature, Beauty, Life, Uncertainties, Hope.

Full moon by Adams Duniya

This bald asterisk
Over cottoned sky-high:
Wide-height, with silver hue
Has thou cast. In slow-line crawl
By soft retractile attendance –
Resolute for celestial harmony,
Has heavens splendour, thou calmed.

Let thy pseudo feet –
Ever soiled in resoled purpose
All earthly heaving, suck;
And every sigh’s brim
With sensuality, smear.

O, attenuate my love
I behold Sky Boy! –
It’s baby-hour-out; but
To what do we owe this visiting?
Let those tales recycle
And us, wisdom re-hear!

Trace thy trails
To the firth thou please;
Thy silent symphony holds
Our hearts to solemn assembly.
Nature has moulded thee sybarite;
The heavens have crafted thee sylph.

To our vain pilgrimage here below
Render a surfeit of thy grace
And galvanize us against the scourging
Sun of life. But night: of evil souls,
Do not leave us to it –

Genre: Pain, Female

It wake up by Stuti Mishra

I told the world I wouldn’t compromise,
My smile is capable making you mesmerise.
My rights ain’t your wrongs when I’m in the middle,
I’ll make the obstacles move like they wiggle.

Posters you been pasting like you want me to be a fake good girl,
I’m trying to hide that silly bad girl.
Those new and faulty undiscovered shades,
I love them but hate when they just fade.

Faith under me is kidding a mock as It’s making fun of the great problems,
I know how to comfort those crazy solutions.
I wouldn’t give up, I wouldn’t let you frame my time waste, you can slightly have to take some rest .

I will earn the contradiction of differences to get out of it,
Colours I did break would fix soon.
Touching the sky like a insane mocking bird,
I…

Genre: Life, Society

 WHEN THE MOON SLEPT by Akinkunmi Adewumi

The moon slept,
But we were awaken to Hunger,
We groan and groan,
We wrestle and wrestle,
Our left hands on our aching stomachs
Writhing in agony inflicted by Hunger.

At the first cock crow,
That Sleep already stole our night,
One of us after the other,
We slept like horses,
Wherever sleep caught us,
On our lame arm chair,
Our wrinkled skinned mat,
Until the sun rescued us from the
captivity of the night.

We woke to another episode of hunger,
Another conflict,
Another climax-
Where is mama?
Her clothes are gone,
She is not in the kitchen,
Not in the neighbourhood,
Her photographs gone,
Her sore memory dawn
On our vision…

Bolanle, now 13,
Spits litres of saliva every minute,
Her stomach as round as a tortoise’s back,
Bunmi,
chameleons motels every night,
She wears men like clothes,

Deadline to Submit your FREE Poetry to the Festival: http://www.wildsound.ca/poetrycontest.html

OTTAWA, by Forrest Jamie
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/09/16/ottawa-poetry-by-forrest-jamie/

WALLS OF FLESH, by Shannon Rohn
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/09/16/walls-of-flesh-poetry-by-shannon-rohn/

LESSONS ON THROWING SHADE, by Nigel Toussaint Bray
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/09/16/lessons-on-throwing-shade-poetry-by-nigel-toussaint-bray/

FAREWELLS OF MT. AUBURN, by Mark Curtis Dunn
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/09/16/farewells-of-mt-auburn-poetry-by-mark-curtis-dunn/

THE COLDEST WINTER, by MS the Secret
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/09/16/the-coldest-winter-poetry-by-m-s-the-secret/

IN DARKNESS, by Kerry Valkyrie Baldock Kelly
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/09/16/in-darkness-poetry-by-kerry-valkyrie-baldock-kelly/

I LIKE YOU, by Gabrielle Lanzona
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/09/16/i-like-you-poetry-by-gabrielle-lanzona/

I’VE GOT TO WIN, by Sonya Marshall
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/09/16/ive-got-to-win-poetry-by-sonya-marshall/

CORN TREE, by Akewusola Habeeb Whyte
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/09/16/corn-tree-poetry-by-habib-akewusola-habeeb-whyte/

FINAL DESTINATION, by Pavan Datta
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/09/16/final-destination-poetry-by-pavan-datta/

YEARNING, by Kapil Joshi
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/09/16/yearning-poetry-by-kapil-joshi/

GROUND ZERO, by Melissa R. Mendelson
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/09/16/ground-zero-poetry-by-melissa-r-mendelson/

TOM CAT, by Barbara Anderson
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/09/16/tom-cat-poetry-by-barbara-anderson/

THE SOUNDTRACK TO YOUR FIRST EMBRACE, by Kim M. Russell
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/09/16/the-soundtrack-to-your-first-embrace-poetry-by-kim-m-russell/

For me it was really great to get response from the audience. I have worked hard to finish the project. And i loved the way the audience is trying to find their answer of meaning that is captured in the film. I want to Thank you for showcasing my film. The audience feedback video was awesome.
– Jan-Willem de Kraaij, Short Film (LA COMMEDIA)

Get your script and story performed by professional actors at the Fantasy/Sci-Fi Festival.

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February 2016:
https://fantasyscififestival.com/2016/03/03/february-2016-fantasysci-fi-filmsscreenplaysstories/

March 2016:
https://fantasyscififestival.com/2016/04/05/march-2016-fantasysci-fi-filmsscreenplaysstories/

April 2016:
https://fantasyscififestival.com/2016/05/02/april-2016-fantasysci-fi-filmsscreenplaysstories/

May 2016:
https://fantasyscififestival.com/2016/05/23/may-2016-fantasysci-fi-filmsscreenplaysstories/

June 2016:
https://fantasyscififestival.com/2016/06/24/june-2016-fantasysci-fi-filmsscreenplaysstories/

July 2016:
https://fantasyscififestival.com/2016/07/26/july-2016-fantasysci-fi-filmsscreenplaysstories/

August 2016:
https://fantasyscififestival.com/2016/09/07/august-2016-fantasysci-fi-filmsscreenplaysstories/

September 2016:
https://fantasyscififestival.com/2016/09/28/september-2016-fantasysci-fi-filmsscreenplaysstories/

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