Long Pulitzer Poems

I wanted to write
 The best slavery poem   ever written—
Perhaps win a Pulitzer or Faulkner. 

I had every intention of conforming 
To the standards 
Of modern verse and composition, 
Lyrics fluidly written, 
Perfect...

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As soon as I heard 
You were the First African American Male
To win the Pulitzer prize for Poetry
I wanted to run out and celebrate
I wanted to wake up Hughes and Dunbar
And Baraka and say we...

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My penchant for writing was showing
The comments I received were ‘glowing’
But at the end of the day
I get another N/A
My success in contests is slowing!

WRITTEN BY JAN ALLISON ON 1st September 2016

PLEASE FEEL FREE TO...

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Horn Combined Not Maligned Haiku

Cat is not a pain
Over house has a free rein
Which is domain.

I did discover,
To interrupt is corrupt;
Always done abrupt.

Is agitator
Also manipulator;
Even a traitor.

Between is schism;
Nationalist populism;
Read in catechism.

Was on Morning show...

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Clinton's Inauguration 1993

You were so beautiful, Maya
Standing in front of the
President and the First Lady


I didn’t really understand
Your Pulse Of Morning 
Presidential inauguration poem
I kind of got lost in the dinosaur theme
Poems about Mastodons usually
Don’t...

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Beatin' this path 'til my heart stop
cause any moment my heart. could. stop.
Swear any day my chest might pop
So sit tight, bout to open up shop
Call this the English chop shop, loppin' slop
'til I'm atop...

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EXCERPT (Approximately 30% of Poem)
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Click! Click!
Scribble, scribble

Don't know how to start
All I know is I have to write
Been sitting on some deep thoughts
And even deeper emotions
My last poem revealed my darkest thoughts
But here's the thing
If God is real I'm...

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I suck at dying poems
Chemo poems, Metastatic Cancer poems,
Hair falling out in the shower poems
 
And I told a half truth
When I told you I could write you one
In less than six months (It's been...

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“I shall die not knowing the thing I longed to know.” - from I KNOW THE STARS, Sara Teasdale

I have a thin volume of poetry I got when young.
Its title is “Those Who Love.” The...

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Shall I relay a sidesplitting hoot from my “care-free” on campus fun phase?
It entails a laboratory session involving three mystic world colossal oafs.
 One had an unerring penchant for Laurel and Hardy mishaps, the other...

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Bring Peace to Whole World

Introduction.

This is Jim Horn who loves writing poetry and posting it
on Poetry Soup. I also hate typing. It is now 0500 in the
morning and I am just starting to prepare my...

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Lifeblood of democracy hemorrhaging
ousting the "FAKE" president only recourse
to staunch impending grim demise,
since forefathers drafted
United States Constitution
ratified more'n two centuries ago

hoi polloi must take to the streets
denouncing severe curtailment
impinging sacred freedom of speech
linkedin with paramount...

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Whispers of talent are carried on New England breezes
Dickinson, Hawthorne, and the Irvings’ son Washington
Though I sense a special connection to all of these
None inspired more than Edwin Arlington Robinson

Three Pulitzer Prizes were displayed on...

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Dragon and The Sheriff of CrazyLand were in Competition. Yes, again!
You’d think, they would some how learn; it’s always better to be friends.
But not these two! UH Huh! No Way! For a statue was found,...

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So three of your friends get murdered
and you hear your next
what do you and your girlfriend do
run away
or wait to overdose
and die like the rest?

Do you light her house on fire
to go looking...

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Hey!

Who?
Me?

Yes!
Do you remember back
when you were reading The Human Comedy
and thinking you would always live on a planet
where a few great writers
lived royally and with vast wealth
comfortably above yet among the huddled hungry masses
just waiting...

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Roger Ebert was a consumate wrter and movie critic.
Internationally and in Chicago, where we met after
the Chicago Riots.
Each New years Eve, all his friends and to his famed, 
New Years Eve Party….
He went out of...

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My dear dearest Maya, 

This fellow poet and friend grieves so at your passing,

You were a most wonderful world poetess,

Still, you were much much more,

That wonderful dancer in you gracing the stage,

So many enjoyed your...

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Sudan 1993 and an ugly famine reaps its prey

malnourished bodies make it difficult to believe

that women were created from the rib of men

it is the most vulnerable who carry the weight

if you pardon the cynical...

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My words wont ever hold a candle to Poe or Byron.
Rhymes about whiskey and loose woman.
No that pulitzer there really is no need in admiring.

For Im the guy that get's wasted and jumps 
over fire.
Gives...

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Let’s celebrate Pearl Harbor – and why not?
A pretext for a party?  It’s terrific!
It simply wouldn’t do if we forgot
that evil bid to conquer the Pacific!

There’s one aggressive nation, poised to strike:
it has, somehow,...

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They wouldn’t let me be White 
Oh I wanted to be 
Dreams of that Pulitzer haunted me 

They said, Sir, you have ten minutes to play
I gave them Milton, Poe and Millay 
I stood before...

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This time you've really thrown me a challengin' curve, Mr. Flach!
You've asked this old "rhymer" to write somethin' called "free verse!"
To concoct such a "masterpiece" is agin' my poetical "religion!"
But if you insist, I'll give...

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