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Can you blame me for wanting shiny things?
Down here where the only light burns,
licks against the slime of old walls?
Where the back of my throat is scorched
by the fire I spit to keep you from here?
Flickering, inconstant light—no, friend,
I haven’t stolen the stars for their power
Genre: Nerdy, Persona/Personality
Bowser Complex
by Mica Scotti Kole
Can you blame me for wanting shiny things?
Down here where the only light burns,
licks against the slime of old walls?
Where the back of my throat is scorched
by the fire I spit to keep you from here?
Flickering, inconstant light—no, friend,
I haven’t stolen the stars for their power
despite what the mushrooms have told you.
I crave them, that enduring glow, I have tried
my best, to hide them from you, but it is no use.
Even down here where walking the floors
means you might fall through, where falling
means another notch off a life,
you return, with your funny hats,
again and again, and you find them. So this time,
I’m going to sit and wait for you at the end,
keep them all in one place, see how far you get then.
And while I wait, I’ll follow the sparks of blue torches,
flickers of light on my first-stolen star,
darting among the slow-moving others
that spin with their soft points to watch her—
captive again, she is tired of calling your name.
Dancing in the kitchen, behind the stained glass,
she bakes a cake for me, lets me place the cherry
at the end, lights the candles
with her brilliance, and when you finally knock on my door
she is righting a too-big self-portrait of mine
hanging crooked from a pipe
on the wall.
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Love is just a four-letter word
Like long, or like, or wish, or hope,
Yet, though it may seem quite absurd,
It encircles the heart with silken rope,
And makes each day seem bright and new,
With myriad wonderful things to do.
Genre: Romance, Relationship, Humor
A Four-Letter Word
by Caro Ness
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Baby O dynamite
mistress of the Star fish
swimming in my ears
where often a Wo/Man remains alone
Genre: Life
FRONT¨ DOORS
by Daniel de Cullá
Baby O dynamite
mistress of the Star fish
swimming in my ears
where often a Wo/Man remains alone
long to listen
Doors singing my business daily
dead as a door nail
into all this Channel
O.O. % Ecstasy. No¡
showing me a door opening by itself
at the End of lives forgotten
when Sun is a dog cart
botted with gay dogs
of the dooms day
sit and dreaming
of the floor of our
nothingness sentencing:
“Baker’s dozen talk
19 to the dozen”.
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Today’s Instagram Posts: Consuming Movies. Consuming Food. Consuming Life
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See the best of Instragram: Best of November 2015 Film Festivals
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Read the best of NEW Poetry
ATONEMENT, by Orok Duke
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/11/21/atonement-poetry-by-orok-duke/
TALES OF A TIME TRAVELER, by Aditya Mankad
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/11/24/tales-of-a-time-traveler-poetry-by-aditya-mankad/
MORNINGS MUSIC NEVER DARK, by Dr. Todd Harris
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/11/24/mornings-music-never-dark-poetry-by-dr-todd-harris/
SWEET AND FRAGRANT NIRVANA, by Nalini Priyadarshni
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/11/24/sweet-and-fragrant-nirvana-poetry-by-nalini-priyadarshni/
WHAT IF, by Anabel Gonzalez
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/11/24/what-if-poetry-by-anabel-gonzalez/
FOR THE OTHER WOMAN, by Attracta Fahy
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/11/26/for-the-other-woman-by-poetry-by-attracta-fahy/
WEAK END, by Habib Akewusola
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/11/26/weak-end-poetry-by-habib-akewusola/
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Genre: Betrayal, Relationship
For The “Other” Woman
by Attracta Fahy
So…. this is how it goes….
“She doesn’t really understand me”
“I was young when I met her”
“I fell out of love with her”
“My heart was broken for my kids”
“I stayed for the children”
“She held me back”
“I tried so hard”
‘I felt really guilty”
“She was very insecure”
“I could never do enough”
“She was very difficult”
“She controls me”
“She didn’t appreciate me”
“She is too sensitive”
“She wasn’t affectionate”
So…. these are the lists
“of commands”
delivered to you,
the “Other” woman…..
You know now…. how you must be!
thrown into competitive
illusion,
that you
will fill the hungry ghost of
emptiness,
becoming what she was not,
not seeing…… what he is
blinded, you believe,
it will be different with you.
So…..You have taken up the mantle
she left down,
in grief,
for…
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Genre: Rhyme, Society WEAK END by HABIB AKEWUSOLA Kill fear, bury her in Thy tinny chest, Lyrics of bravery, Dancing to work daily. Campaign leaks pay, Popping bubbles cause A perfect friday. Age is my pride On the days that I climb Pain is a sign Soul isn't for man. So, Man the good, Tame the evil. You can't read love Leadership is worse, But, Wire connects a new world. Rename fear into strength Remain friends with respect, Keep humility close to thy chest, Decency must label your dress. Prosperity will call me next.
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