Classic poem of the day
Who killed the last fighter?
I know who ...
Your Royal Highness!
I know who put out his eyes and who
cut off his hands and who
mutilated his glorious dream
I know who ...
I've watched that youngster grow
long before he was born again
in his vision and longing
long before he lay in ambush
at every bend of the road
long before
his dream spanned all this earth
and his love embraced it
long before he became
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Member poem of the day
I. Pin~pon~pan~pon~
The Wabi Sabi Museum
Is asking the public
For donations
To help pay for
The new hardwood flooring
With which
All of the old, blotchy-coloured
Cracked cement floor will be covered
II. Pan~pon~pin~pon~
Two Thursdays ago
At around five pm
At the selfsame Wabi Sabi Museum
While it was quite busy and bustling
I overheard a woman say to a man:
“Most of the artwork here is wal...
