Category: poet

Read the best of FUNNY/COMEDIC Poetry from all over the world

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SECRETE INGREDIENT, by Gail Debole
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/10/01/secrete-ingredient-poetry-by-gail-debole/

RAIN, by James Kennon
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/10/01/rain-poetry-by-james-kennon/

ONLY UNTIL BOREDOM STRIKES, by Rayanne Banaga
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/09/06/only-until-boredom-strikes-poetry-by-rayanne-banaga/

I-E-D, by Frank Bukowski
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/08/30/i-e-d-poetry-by-frank-bukowski/

COMMUNISM, by Simonas Bernotas
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/08/03/communism-poetry-by-simonas-bernotas/

EXISTENCE, by Lloyd Mushrow
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/27/existence-poetry-by-lloyd-mushrow/

AMEND, by Kriss Penner
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/15/amend-poetry-by-krissy-penner/

THE BREAKUP, by Eleanor Healy
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/26/the-breakup-poetry-by-eleanor-healy/

PSEUDO PSEUDO ASSIST, by Stephanie Kay
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/24/pseudo-pseudo-assist-poetry-by-stephanie-kay/

LEATHER CLAD ROAD WARRIER, by Annie Ryan
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/23/leather-clad-road-warrior-poetry-by-annie-ryan/

CHOCOLATE IS THE ANSWER – WHO CARES WHAT THE QUESTION IS, by Gun Roswell
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/22/chocolate-is-the-answer-who-cares-what-the-question-is-poetry-by-gun-roswell/

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Your Eyes, Poetry by Agata Pujsza

I like your eyes
looking at my eyes
mutual connection
of secrets from far
inexplicable
real
full of love..

Genre: Love, Relationship, Romance

Your Eyes
by Agata Pujsza

I like your eyes
looking at my eyes
mutual connection
of secrets from far
inexplicable
real
full of love..

I like your eyes
touching my eyes
this warm hug
deep
and gentle
full of sighs
as when we met first time..

I like your eyes
talking to my eyes
this warm voice of reassurance
that makes me feel
we are
from galaxy
of our own universe..

I like your eyes
dancing with my eyes
in these moments of silence
when we sit
by the table
unfettered
sharing voiceless stories from earlier..

I like your eyes..

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Dream Ahead, Poetry by Chris Biscuiti

I will not let them look at you sadly
and I know how you want it so badly
to look at the stars and grab with your hands
to do little boy things your mind commands

Genre: Family, Rhyme, Sadness

Dream Ahead
by Chris Biscuiti

I will not let them look at you sadly
and I know how you want it so badly
to look at the stars and grab with your hands
to do little boy things your mind commands

You will get there son, I can see your will
you’ll ride rollercoasters just for the thrill
we will chant and scream for the New York Mets
when they break our hearts we’ll have no regrets

Today grandpa held you close on the couch
and grandma fed you another fruit pouch
she calls you her peach as you beg for more
mommy lights up as she comes through the door

I read you Goodnight Moon just before bed
as you doze off tonight I dream ahead

About the Poem:

My son Brayden was diagnosed with a rare seizure condition known as Infantile Spasms. He has since been treated and has been seizure free since he was 6 months old.

He is about to be 1 year-old on November 5th, and while he is severely developmentally delayed, we are just so blessed and so lucky to have a happy baby boy.

I wrote this poem about my dreams for Brayden, hopefully in some way this poem could shed some light onto an under-researched, unknown condition that is very serious and can really use the support and awareness that other conditions have.

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Rapscallion, Poetry by Shelby Schimcek

You’re the rapscallion of devious games
Paralyzing my body
Controlling my mind
Manipulating my trust
With your alluring string of lies
Your carnivorous appetite

Genre: Romance, Love, Relationships, Hurt, Life and Dark.

Rapscallion
by Shelby Schimcek

You’re the rapscallion of devious games
Paralyzing my body
Controlling my mind
Manipulating my trust
With your alluring string of lies
Your carnivorous appetite
Devours my thoughts
Lurking behind a devilish smile
Attacking at my weakest
Limp and lifeless
You leave me dangling
At your finger tips
Waiting to strike a match
That fuels the flame between us
With a breath
You darken the glow
Showering me with venomous kisses
My still beating poisoned heart
Crashes into darkened depths
Of lost hope
Kindling me with false love
An ounce of warmth
enlightens my rebirthing heart
Prone to your touch
I’m only fooled once more

 

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Read the best of LOVE Poetry from all over the world

Submit your POETRY to the Festival. Three options to submit:
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I WISH ONE DAY, by Saiz
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/24/i-wish-one-day-poetry-by-saiz/

WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD, by Pyja Jurid
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/15/what-a-wonderful-world-poetry-by-pyja-jurid-2/

LOVE THIS LIFE, by Buffy Sammons
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/23/love-this-life-poetry-by-buffy-sammons/

A POEM FOR MOTHERS, by Caleb Owusu
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/23/a-poem-for-mothers-poetry-by-caleb-owusu/

MY JOURNEY, by Stephen McBride
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/23/my-journey-poem-by-stephen-mcbride/

HATE ME LIKE YOU LOVED ME, by Mariah E. Wilson
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/16/hate-me-like-you-loved-me-poetry-by-mariah-e-wilson/

THE EXCEPTION TO THE RULE, by Writer Cornered
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/16/the-exception-to-the-rule-by-writer-cornered/

FLIGHT OF FREEDOM, by Scott Davis
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/16/flight-of-freedom-poetry-by-scott-davis/

THE PLACES YOU LISTEN, by Janet Weil
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/16/the-places-you-listen-for-poetry-by-janet-weil/

IF I BELIEVED IN A GOD I WOULD BE PRAYING, by Megan Holman
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/16/if-i-believed-in-a-god-i-would-be-praying-poetry-by-megan-holman/

DEAR STRANGER, by Junaid Sallies
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/15/dear-stranger-poetry-by-junaid-sallies/

YOU SOUND SO DISTANT, by Kela Maswabi
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/15/you-sound-so-distant-poetry-by-kela-maswabi/

TO BE DESIRED, by Patty Mooney
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/15/to-be-desired-poetry-by-patty-mooney/

DRIP DRIP DRIP, by CJ Flowers
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/15/drip-drip-drip-poetry-by-cj-flowers/

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Read the best of FAMILY Poetry from all over the world

Submit your POETRY to the Festival. Three options to submit:
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HOME AND HOSPITAL FOR THE INCURABLES, by Georgia Zapparoli
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/07/20/home-and-hospital-for-the-incurables-poetry-by-georgia-zapparoli/

THE SUN IN LOVE, by Fred Strydom
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/07/17/the-sun-in-love-by-fred-strydom/

I AM THAT SEED, by Steve Higgins
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/07/15/i-am-that-seed-poetry-by-steve-higgins/

DEATH, by Alejandro Salvador
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/27/death-poetry-by-alejandro-salvador/

FORGOTTEN, by Priya Prithviraj
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/22/forgotten-poetry-by-priya-prithviraj/

TIMELESS BELOVED, by Emmanuel Hampton
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/14/timeless-beloved-poetry-by-emmanuel-hampton/

VISITING GEMINI, by Lindaann Loschiavo
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/07/visiting-gemini-poetry-by-lindaann-lo-schiavo/

MY FATHER A WHISKEY, by Shiela Baysa
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/07/my-father-a-whiskey-poetry-by-shiela-baysa/

NOTHING CHANGED ME, by Miriam Beza
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/01/nothing-changed-me-poetry-by-miriam-beza/

THE ROOM, by Morca
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/31/the-room-poetry-by-morca/

INHERIT THE SIN, by Toto Chehandala
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/28/inherit-the-sin-poetry-by-toto-che-handala/

MY LIFE IN ORBIT, by Ken W. Simpson
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/28/my-life-in-orbit-poetry-by-ken-w-simpson/

THE SOLDIER, by Natashja Singleton
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/24/the-soldier-poetry-by-natashja-singleton/

A POEM FOR MOTHERS, by Caleb Owusu
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/23/a-poem-for-mothers-poetry-by-caleb-owusu/

MY JOURNEY, by Stephen McBride
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/23/my-journey-poem-by-stephen-mcbride/

THIS CALM, by Keith Lotter
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/15/this-calm-poetry-by-keith-lotter/

THE PLACES YOU LISTEN FOR, by Janet Weil
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/16/the-places-you-listen-for-poetry-by-janet-weil/

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Black also has soul, Poetry by Eduardo Ribeiro

About the darkness of my skin
I feel the thrill of the wind
Eye sideways and feel
My voice silenced
A silence to be black

Genres: Society, Rhyme

Black also has soul
by Eduardo Ribeiro

About the darkness of my skin
I feel the thrill of the wind
Eye sideways and feel
My voice silenced
A silence to be black
It’s live on silence
Cry deep silence
Finding it to be black
Do not cry, do not smile
Has no desires
Silence of Love and be loved

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Give back my virginity, Poetry by Ntokozo Makeleni

Give back the exuberant days of my childhood mama
You let him torture me with exhausting kisses
Unbridled rounds
Exerting forces of anger unto me
I shudder
Convulse into the defunct graves of his pleasantry
Ripped, raped, round and round

Genre: Nostalgia, Childhood, Humanity

Ndinike ubuntombi bam (Give back my virginity)
by Ntokozo Makeleni

Give back the exuberant days of my childhood mama
You let him torture me with exhausting kisses
Unbridled rounds
Exerting forces of anger unto me
I shudder
Convulse into the defunct graves of his pleasantry
Ripped, raped, round and round
Pleasantries abound
Commanding the earth to bring back my virginity a million times
And this nigga ask If he can hit it?
Mama ndinike ubuntombi bam
Mother give me my virginity
My childhood
I want to see and feel the red waters of my entirety trickle down my vigilant legs
I want to feel my breasts grow showily
Gnawing trough these restraints
My chest
Your yellow milk
It has become venous to me
Snakes never cared for their young so I cook and clean
Carry mortifying burdens with my incisors
And wash my hammered hands off of my mother’s disgraces
Wash away the three thousand nine hundred and ninety nine million times we held hands
Wash away the words thrown against walls these hands are tired of building
Wash away the night’s before birthdays
Wash away the beating stacatto against my chest
My mother
Your chest
I laid on for supposed
Hope
Affection
Kindness
Righteousness
Purity
And love Without knowing
Without knowing the rustled rotten patches of your heart
Without knowing the selfish pastures of your soul
Without knowing the hate brawling through your prestressed mind
And in and out your milk
This gall
In and out
Olubisi bujike bangukrakrayo kum
Thixo nditywine
Ndifuna ubuntombi bam kumamam
Ndinike ubuntombi bam

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Together – You and I, Poetry by Sarah Colliver

Walk with me once again-

Chat about the news like we used to.

When my eyes are closed,

The magic wand is waved

And you return to me.

Genres: grief, family, loss, relationships, healing, dreams, parents

Together – You and I
by Sarah Colliver

Walk with me once again-

Chat about the news like we used to.

When my eyes are closed,

The magic wand is waved

And you return to me.

I have the key to bring you back-

If only for those darkness hours

Amidst my slumber.

Together we share moments again.

For I carry you around

Within my aching heart

Which heals, but will never truly mend.

So please dear Mum,

Keep seeking my open door.

I will leave on a light and welcome you home,

And through my dreams

Together you and I will steal our time.

http://www.sarahcolliver.com

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The One Night Stand, Poetry by Carolyne M. Acen

Alone and confused
No written pattern for the previous night
No special one night creed to relate
The price of guilt now marked
on her face, drawn in sheets tainted in sex.

Genre: Regret, Sadness, Lust

The One Night Stand.
by Carolyne M. Acen

Alone and confused
No written pattern for the previous night
No special one night creed to relate
The price of guilt now marked
on her face, drawn in sheets tainted in sex.

Ephemeral, quick to leave!
Awake but in denial to what
happened the previous night.
Memories still fresh like the pathetic
fumes of cigar and cheap alcohol
still lingering in the hotel room
A haunting most sufficient.

Surreal moments lavished in the
arms of a stranger who is used
to dishing out the same tale.
Promises were not made, emotions lingered
Hasty retreats were undertaken and
passions were aflame…
culminating to crazy sex scenes.
Time caught up with their frenzied love
space and spent embraces dissolved.
She must have passed out after all that
alcohol intoxication.

He left without a word
Not a message or address to relate to.
A face almost as familiar as the
taste of Oreos on a cold evening.
Clutching onto torn sheets,
memories painstaking,
bitter truth now embalmed in her nakedness
Time veered on unceremoniously
The sun followed suite unanimously
A quiet reckoning the walk of shame
The hotel dimmed low,
receding as the one night stand.

©Carolyne M. Acen 2015

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