Community Poems | Examples of Community Poetry

here’s your plaque: best in uniformity & public shaming. no rooster crows without committee review. no similes unless they match the mulch. you scratch the dirt, then vote on who gets corn-fed when there's plenty to go around. not every poem is a zoning dispute, and I'm hard pressed to name anyone here an expert in the field. get over yourselves. she left. what...

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Not for a second think I've left the soup kitchen and quite frankly, I'm tired of all the B itching. not from those real poets who know how to write with pen in hand or fingers on a keyboard in flight. I'm dealing with a couple of serious family issues. A very sick granddaughter, and it's giving me the blues My...

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You may know — she screamed a lot, But you may not know that he was still holding her along. They say, and they repeat, Calling him the villain in stories incomplete. Yes, he may seem inhuman and vile, But not every man walks the same trial. Remember — he is a...

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She sits there and watches the trees, waiting for that moment when life will be at ease, while her heart sings a ferocious lullaby and the clouds starts moving in the sky. There was nothing mellow about it, it was just the moment that came with the time and the people that were standing in...

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after Privilege of Being by Robert Haas A tipping point of too many are talking harshly. Down below, demon-dead in the unstirred inferno and perdition of animal thirsting are coiling one another's tails in response. They are honeyed vermillion and covered in trim the texture of hot picamar. They espy up all the time at the graceless rapture— ...

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IX. In the ICU, machines create their own songo— ventilator, heart monitor, IV pump— forming an accidental orchestra the clutch of machinery holding time like a hi-hat choking its own decay. Underneath the electronic rhythms the human body maintains its own stubborn organic tempo— proving that even at the edge of existence we are fundamentally musical beings. The climate protestor's chant becomes a militant clave pattern— Save our planet!...

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I am completely detached from that situation. I did not play any role in creating the issue at hand. My focus today is solely on discovering a viable solution. Why is there such a tendency to place all the blame on artificial intelligence? In reality, AI empowers us, providing both confidence and clarity as we craft...

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* Collaboration of Limericks written by Jan Allison, Tom Cunningham, Tania Kitchin and Lin Lane Here's a new flash, the latest scoop There are parasites in the soup AI bottom feeders Poet superceders Those who cannot write worth a poop Artificial intelligence is smart But never uses words found in the heart Some dolts use it to cheat Thinking they are...

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The first Wednesday of the month we sit around the table and share poems written with care and revised. We take in their shapes and forms and read between the lines. We gasp with wonder about creations and search for other words to make each verse stronger. Each of us has written volumes by now the lives we shared month-by-month. A retired lawyer has returned from...

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I love you! I’m so happy you scolded Pres. Trump Also mentioned You’re ashamed to be called American That is so good! You even compared him with Jesus Christ That is so good! For me you’re the best Pope ...

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If the walls could speak I wonder if they would spill all the hidden secrets Would the foundation crumble under the weight of letting it all go Would it cry for all the children Who were victims of lost innocence Would it tell all the stories Of each family throughout history Of the little black girl Who felt alone...

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Where do all the apologies go The ones unheard, unspoken of Do they haunt the houses they can't move on from Do they move through the walls Waiting for the calls Of the broken ones Or do they accept they are forever trapped behind these doors Waiting to be revealed Waiting to be accepted Wanting to restore A love that had been...

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Constructive Criticism is to be the Best-Version-Of-Yourself...

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Dire Stait Vogan Aint been in self notting ham can't pure poured pig nostrils wont chiff hanger choths bear kuddles shant carburetor trial alphalawn ain't all dentist parraish becon can't worms don’t have teeth width naw teeth I don’t eat 6/5/25 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025© ...

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The sun rises where it pleases and sets where it is destined to go And there is nothing that you can do about it for nature knows which way the water flows and where the sunlight glows and when the people join the line and the rain come suddenly and wet the earth’s appetite the moon...

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