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Weekly Poetry Stuffage > Week 331 (October 12-18) Poems Topic: In the Air

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message 1: by C. J., Atm Seeker in the "Lin Kuei" (new)

C. J. Scurria (goodreadscomcj_scurria) | 4214 comments You have until the 18th of October to post a story and from the 19th to the 23rd of October, we’ll vote for which one we thought was best!

Please post directly into the topic and not a link. Please don’t use a poem previously used in this group. Only one submission per person is allowed.

Your poem can be of any length!

This week’s topic is: In the Air

Thanks goes to Garrison for suggesting the topic!

The rules are pretty loose. You could write a poem about anything that has to do with the subject/photo but it must relate to the topic somehow.

Have fun!


message 2: by Jane (new)

Jane Jago comment as always respectfully requested

Tawdry plastic daytime sights
Breathe enchantment to the night
Exotic smells pervade the dark
The fairground's in the borough park
Burning sugar, oily skin
Swarthy lads with wicked grins
Teenage girls wear chainstore scent
For fairground lads with wild intent
Tattooed arms and rosy faces
Meet in darkened strawy places
The air holds sweat and body juice
Where pheromones are on the loose
Scent of sex and shouldn't oughter
Can you smell it on your daughter?


message 3: by Edward (last edited Oct 13, 2016 04:54PM) (new)

Edward Davies | 1727 comments Title : Birds
Poet : Edward Davies

Birds fly
Gracefully overhead
Majestic like a dream
Until they poop on your head

Cawing their wicked laughs
Swooping for crumbs
Which they return in liquid form
From out of their bums

We plant trees and flowers
To keep their air clean
In return they mess our gardens up
(You know what I mean).

I hate birds
They make such a mess
Why they’re allowed to enjoy their lives
Is anyone’s guess


message 4: by Sarah (last edited Oct 19, 2016 05:27AM) (new)

Sarah Russell (gooodreadscomsarah_russell) | 73 comments Perspective

Traveling south tonight
toward Memphis at 34,000 feet,
towns appear as constellations
on earth's dark expanse
where denizens believe
in high school teams,
church on Sunday,
boys stupified by war, now
labeled heroes,
gravity.

Critique always welcome.


message 5: by Neal (last edited Oct 14, 2016 09:08AM) (new)

Neal Syrette | 80 comments Sarah wrote: "Perspective
Critique always welcome.


I like this poem.

I was particularly intrigued by the last word of the poem, 'gravity' as it stands alone. As if it too were just an idea left hanging 'in the air'...
As the author is pulled back to the ground.

An inspired realization of "The gravity of the situation"

church on Sunday,
boys stupified by war, now
labeled heroes,
gravity.


The only real hero in any war is a saint.
(Saints don't kill)


message 6: by Sarah (new)

Sarah Russell (gooodreadscomsarah_russell) | 73 comments Thanks a lot, Neal. I really didn't know why I wrote that last word, and you explained it to me. I just knew it was "right." Love it when that happens!


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