Category: Uncategorized

Genre: Society

The Greening
by Katherine Hauswirth

When you first behold all
eighteen shades of green
kept fresh with
piped-in mist,
piled high and plush on
Brazilian hardwood,
you understand

There’s nothing like when you
roll the moist tiles of
“nature’s velvet”
in your hand

They’ve retrained truffle pigs
in Southern France
to hunt the choicest squares

Or young locals
hike deep in and
carve the green from
rims of shaded boulders
with X-acto knives

Most of us reap
our spongy sections from
the string of mossyards
squeezed between
Long Island’s
East End wineries

Where tipsy tourists pay
to roll around
on the lushest patches,
pay even more to
cut their own

All this
to feel something
spring back,
turn it over and
find clinging dirt
of black and
brilliant pedigree.

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Deadline for POETRY Festival…

Genre: Existential, War, Crime, Dark

The Clown
by Arnab Dey

As the clown entered,
Everybody laughed and clapped,
And then he started his antics,
And people were laughing hysterically,
What is they’re laughing so hard about?
Is it his idiosyncrasies?
His oddly shaped figure?
Or his pennilessness?
What is it, sir?
What time is it?
Is it dawn yet?
It’s time to go to the dock,
Will be doing an extra shift today,
’cause kids need new shoes,
It’s about dusk now,
Sun is setting over the church bell,
And the sky is going crimson to orange felt.

Again faces would be painted,
Costumes would be worn,
Antics would be performed,
What if trapeze throw him out of the net!
What if he stumbled upon the fire ring!
Thinking thus he went deep into an unknown alley,

Walls were darker,
Roads were dirtier,
No pavements existed,
No man, no cart…

Genre: Rhyme, Love, Relationship

I need someone
by Maria Francis

I need someone to talk to, but that someone has gone,
I need someone to listen, and tell me when I’m wrong.

I need a hand to guide me, through life’s eternal maze
I need a hand to wipe my tears, on sad and lonely days.

I need an audience for my tales, someone to laugh out loud.
I need someone who understands, I’m not good in a crowd.

I need someone to sit with, and watch the world go by
Someone with whom I’m comfortable, who offers no surprise.

I need my anchor, like a ship, drifting out at sea,
I need the life guard late at night, sent to rescue me.

I need the life I had before, the one when they were here,
The life that passed without a hitch, as long as they were near.

I…

Genre: Existential Crisis, Dark Things to Read When You Feel Dark Yourself, Sad, Darkness, Darkness of Soul

EVERYONE’S FINE by Marie Catalan

Forever to be mired in the reaching fingers of darkness

Anxieties

Worries

Monsters

Fears

Fear

S t a g n a n c y

Get up

Do
s o m e t h i n g

How does everybody else do it

Why does everyone else seem fine

Or are we all drowning

Twisted drowning dying inside

Shake hands force a smile

Everybody’s fine.

I am only alive when I give

Take it all

Take all of me

Drain me

Fill me

Bring me to life

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

Watch Poetry performance readings:

Watch Poetry made into Movies:

GENRE : relationship

To Timothy by
Axane Sand

My feet, my feet
Are always borderline
Never able to choose
If they should fall or climb
To the right, to the left
Up or down there’s no sign
No little help to show me
Which way to decide

My eyes, my eyes
Aren’t along the same line
Not able to agree
If they are blue or blind
To the trees, to the sea
Over and here, there’s no light
Not enough golden green
To open my pupils

My heart, my heart
Can’t hear you on the line
Not able to debate
If you are wrong or right
Through the voice, through the sound
Empty or full, nothing’s bright
No good intonation
To restart inner beats

You have taken
What was rich inside
Leaving me my lonely poor side
That’s why I’m standing on the line
I’m standing on the line

Hoping…

Today we’re showing our Top 10 of the best of Poetry we’ve turned into a movie from the festival.

Watch Poetry turned into a movie. Turn your own poem into a movie today. Go to http://www.wildsound.ca/poetrycontest.html

Watch THE LITTLE BOOK OF MYSTIC POETRY by Veer Kumar Singh

Follow the poet on Twitter: https://twitter.com/SRider777

Get to know the poet:
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2014/12/14/watch-poetry-turned-into-a-movie-the-little-book-of-mystic-poetry-by-veer-kumar-singh/

Narration by Frances Townend

Produced by Matthew Toffolo

Edited by Yujin Song