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Alert | Stan Morrison - Contemporary Poetry Website Featuring Notable Poems

Alert | Stan Morrison

while you were napping
other stuff was happening
your dog rover took your trike
went for a spin on the turnpike
when you were upstairs and resting
you missed more that was interesting
your new teacher visited your mother
talked about this, that and the other
a rocket ship landed on the lawn
but you were tired, started to yawn
so many more important things go on
the very serious and the putting-you-on
just stay alert as long as you’re able
don’t fall asleep at the breakfast table

Digital Selves | Jenny Middleton - Contemporary Poetry Website Featuring Notable Poems

Digital Selves | Jenny Middleton

Dials shifting with digital tides
Throb inside our unblinking eyes
Data coded irises encrypt
Identities with sky scanned script
Secrets shift amid security
Beneath each programmed byte
Powered nanoseconds green light
The home with wired wonderment
While hovering optic mirrors gloat
With messages and smooth drones
Deliver transparencies to phones
Proclaiming health and happiness-
Hope?

The Pumpkins | Angel Edwards - Contemporary Poetry Website Featuring Notable Poems

The Pumpkins | Angel Edwards

The pumpkins are a family
just as it sounds
a fun family of pumpkins
a four piece family
Mom Pumpkin
Dad Pumpkin
and their children
Jolly Pumpkin
Grinn Pumpkin
identical twins

They all liked
to wear a fancy hat
but their heads
were too round
to keep a hat on

Green stems and roots
served as shoes and boots
steadily on the ground
the pumpkins got around

There was a lot to be seen
in Pumpkin Town
circus of flowers
a merry go round

They took turns
carving each other’s faces

Mrs.Pumpkin carved
Mr. Pumpkins face
into a worried frown
Mr. Pumpkin didn’t like this
He screamed the place down

Jolly came to the rescue
made it into a smile
Mr Pumpkin’s mouth
stretching for a mile

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Futures Have Feelings Too | Steven Fortune - Contemporary Poetry Website Featuring Notable Poems

Futures Have Feelings Too | Steven Fortune

I.
Loosen the screw
Take down what they did to you
Stake a utopian claim with the fossils
of karma you patiently fostered
And if volcanic winter mutates
what a holiday insinuates
you at least have the hard evidence
that you bested an age

II.
A date in a notebook lays rootless
like an estranged seed
Transactions of stillborn conveyances
pay off what’s best not decreed
The wonders of some virgin-birth world
pillar your dream portfolio
They are the icons of their higher race
who sacrificed acting their age
for acting out time

III.
They took your elation
as a quack fabrication of faith
Mythology fodder to pass time
in doomsday’s underground estate
Well let them eat fallout
like common French cake
as you’re cremating in the white sun
They’ll never get past their Aquarius concept
Politics, policies, who will enforce?
Your spectre shall be their ozone
with no dawn of historic remorse

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The Ballad of Davy Jones | Jim Bellamy - Contemporary Poetry Website Featuring Notable Poems

The Ballad of Davy Jones | Jim Bellamy

standing in the fathomless ocean, trying to find the davy dark,
u know the
depths of the endless oceans were darker than the ark,
and though the fish
were singing, nobody came around
to console the coastal choirboys, nor any
muse was drowned.

the diver said a sermon and the seamless waves sucked
up, and then was seen the sight of mister davy luck.
with umbrella underhand and a timepiece undershroud,
down, down, down came davy jones
the proud.

with umbrella underhand and a timepiece undershroud, down,
down, down came davy jones the proud.

the diver said a sermon and the seamless waves turned round, but nobody would scorn to see just how
drowning sounds, and down, down, down came davy jones the proud, and down,
down, down came davy jones the proud.

davy jones, davy jones, no man here
could break the stones, neither could the sun in space save us from the
human race. davy jones, davy jones, no man here could break the stones,
neither could the golden one save us from the river’s run
O time’s come to eat the burning sun?

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