Pick of the day
Second Star to the Right
Posted by mark_say on Sat, 16 Feb 2019
Seventeen years, three meetings, two stars
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ELEPHANT NEST: CHAPTER ONE.
Posted by mikesize1 on Thu, 14 Feb 2019
My thumb caresses the cylinder of the nickel plated, 38. Calibre revolver, resting on my lap, beneath the desk. With each of the six chambers still heavy from the burden of yesterdays thwarted hopes and desires and todays potential daydreams.I sliver the tip of my finger across the barrel of the glimmering steel and catch my distorted reflection stretched across it.
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Poem of the week
driverless
Posted by Di_Hard on Mon, 11 Feb 2019
the more people run away
the less there is to escape to
the more beauty we buy
the less room we have for truth
we fuel our vehicles with tomorrows
trying to find somewhere like yesterday
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Features
POETRY MONTHLY
Hi all, hope all's good where you are and big apologies for the lateness of Poetry Monthly this time! January, as usual, brought some great writing. Here are two poems to have another look at: Read more
I Dreamt I Wrote Another Me by Alex Smith (london_calling79). Out Now!
The latest release by Cerasus Press - ' I Dreamt I Wrote Another Me' by Alex Smith has just been published.
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Picks of the Month
Rise and Fall of the One-Man Empire
Posted by the-real-jaw on Fri, 18 Jan 2019
I unsolved a few mysteries
(a good night’s work)
then strutted the morning streets
with a candle in my head,
half-believing that everyone was
watching me pass,
admiring my
lofty
burning
transcendental
eyes.
That lordly stride!
Those mystical lips!
The sky rolled its eye up over the avenue,
the city shuffled its deck of people,
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Skull
Posted by celticman on Sun, 20 Jan 2019
John was glad he hadn’t stopped drinking, because otherwise it would have been a shame to waste the half-can of Pale Ale he poured on his Cornflakes. There had been a time when he’d thought hard about going on the wagon. When his wife, Effie, left him two, or more years ago.
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