Custom Poetry

Nats wrapped by holy fire and tinglebrush garland wreathsSimple silver cloisters matching in size and tone. Cut cutmy heartbase out like an airfield neither above nor below ground.Noise comes apart above my head in redsnap explosions, breathing heavy and believing will not make you understand. Breathing heavy and believing will make you lonely. Clumsy hiccups and aloof legs, feet, and other novasfall-- defeat your prisoners and prisms,laploose and cozyburning, plummet andsink. Part three...Read Full Story

Saw an old man today, drinking coffee, with not only a large wart on the end of his nose, but a little tuft of hair growing out of it. I staggered from the shop, insensible.Mr. Penny’s Experience is up at A Fly in Amber.Anne is up at From the Asylum.Finished reading Our Mutual Friend, which was excellent, and also (as much as I could stomach, at least), at a friend’s insistence, Bix’s Trumpet, by one Dave Margoshes (derivative – predictable – trash). Shocking, as I said to a group of coffee...Read Full Story

I AM THE LAW!I am the law and the person of authority. It is with all of my experience and spuriousness that I always make the decisions I make. Especially when it concerns not my life but yours.I am that which can condemn you to the darkness of life’s lowest house or cause you to wish you were in perdition instead of at my door.I am the law and what I say is always the truth. It is the truth because that is what I deem it to be.I fight in the room with benches under the guidance of the gavel...Read Full Story

I am the law and the giver of chances you might not wish to risk.I am that which can send you to an abyss.Not the fires of Hades but that of an equal place, if you do not accept my proposition.I do not have an issue with the fact that I can manipulate facts and truths to seem outlandish.I do not have a problem with my erudition being used to condemn the innocent.I am only interested in winning regardless of the destruction of your life.I have the ability to convince your equals that your...Read Full Story

I hopethat when we meet againfor the first time these oh so many yearsthat you'll forgive meif I cry.If I cry tearsfrom deep within a placeI did not knowwas in me.Tears of joyFrom the chance to see and hear youAnd turn back timeTo be boys again.Tears of sadnessFor all the times we'd missedand the care we could have given.I hopeThat when we meet againyou will smilebecause our friendship means more than words,and you will find  a placedeep insideyou did not knowwas in you.I hopethat when we...Read Full Story

I can’t watch sports anymore.I can’t watch menMen who runAnd catchAnd jumpAnd throw.I can’t watch these menWho cry foulWhen the money they ask forIs not forthcoming,Men who are insultedWhen offered onlyNine million dollars moreA year.I can’t watch it on TVThe hype and the blusterThat’s taken So seriouslyWhen after all It’s just a game.I can’t watch sports anymoreI can’t watch menMen who runAnd catchAnd jumpAnd throw.I can’t watch millionairesAdding to their portfolio.Read Full Story

A lie is sometimes true when someone listens To hear the things that one needs to be said A single word that could alter the meaning Is added or subtracted in one’s head “I love you” seems so true when it is spoken Yet in the air it sometimes changes shape Upon its changing shape its truth is broken Once broken, truth makes loving feel like rape A lie is sometimes the moment given But circumstance and time may change a fact And once a fact is changed the change is written And what was once...Read Full Story

I cannot promise I will stay For someday I must go I promise you I will not change But not that I won’t grow I promise you the here and now And all that it contains I promise you that brilliant sun But only till it rains I love you with the love I need And that I give for free But I can’t give you happiness Unless you want to be I promise I will give the truth At least the truth I know And I will pray that knowing this Won’t make you want To goRead Full Story

Wikizines are interactive magazines that anyone can create or edit - and this one is called "Custom Poetry". Here you can find fresh voices and respond in real time. Some members write articles about recent news and trends related to the wikizine's topic, others recount relevant personal stories or share their favorite pictures and video clips. Got an interesting idea or story to share with other members of this wikizine? Well, then put on your journalist's cap and add your own article!Read Full Story

What will you give upIn your search for gold?Will you give up your honor?Will you sell your soul?Will you give up hope;And sacrifice pride?Will you kneel at the alterOf your dreams that have died?Will you sacrifice freedom?Will you give up your health?What will you give upIn search for wealth?Read Full Story