Best Journalism Poems

(Another childhood or teen years poem.)

Newsprint small talk
in Mediocrity's lead pot
rustles and gossips while,
splashed spectacularly across
the speckled page of
Society's intellect,
a murder making column one
hides the...

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M. So Mike I hear you've been gone?

MH. Why yes I have!

M. Why the absence?

MH. I just needed some time to clear my head.

M. That...

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Reporting the news has changed so much from the past
I cannot even remember when I heard a good news story
It started out years ago slow,...

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She'd entered my dwelling, my stalker a complete fatal attraction, mimicking my every move, simply distraught I was ,who could this intruder be, ripping pages...

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I want to see the America, my grandparents saw;
The promise of freedom, and justice for all.

Where to be an American, a privilege, from "sea to...

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THE PERSPECTIVE OF ALABASTER SCROOGE

In modern English people time, when the world was full of eminent joy, there lived a man of prestige who was...

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My nightmare is so tangible...so vividly I dream,
The dream, it feels so true to me...reality it seems.

Exhaust and smoke are all I breathe...the air is...

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Unquotable quotes: Tale-Carriers, Gossip-Mongers, Courrier-Pigeon Caretakers, Smoke-Signal Puffers and Tom-Tom Thumpers – XXVI

Could there be such things as political shenanigans or inter-continental warfares, even catastrophes,...

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Countless lives have been rearranged
By the power of written words; 
For the better many people change, 
While the others from bad to worse.

Millions of books...

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Li Na Tennis Champion

Asians in general sat up to take notice when from the vastness of China arose a tennis great…
Never mind it was a...

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She hears it with her eyes and ears, you see it in her smile;
She hears it in the smell and say...Oh you cook so well.
And...

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In one sense,
the Cafe CoOp
started as my therapeutic retirement dream.

But,
in quite another
the CoOp goes back to when I was eight,
and I thought,
assumed really,
everyone indulged in...

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Journalism!
My gold dream,
So out competing it's.
Sighted by a crowd.
Embraced by few.
Outrank on screen it's.
I love journalism!

Journalism!
Adventurous it's.
Sounds of rockets in netherworld,
Not about to transfix a...

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Dear New Poet,

Modern poetry to me engages readers in seeking their own deep or higher meaning to life experiences. It utilizes symbolism imagery and varied...

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They are on the verge of extinction
Now in reading them there is no fun
Electronic media rendered them redundant
Yellow journalism made them defunct
Like a beggar they...

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