Do you want to, Come over later? I hear myself say y e s. It tastes sour in my mouth, I didn’t like lemons until I met you. I recount the time you smashed a bottle millimetres from my face, Maybe my riposte was too smart, You glunched and I braced. I imagine gnashing the […]

via Ghost of You, by Lucia Irvine — POETRY FESTIVAL. Submit to site for FREE. Submit for actor performance. Submit poem to be made into film.

I’m somehow paler now than I was through Winter And ghosting when I’d rather be out toasting, Even if it were still out frosting Nah b, but I might just be lying to me, Cuz time is teaching me what boundaries and growth mean Like putting things in their proper place Instead of tossed in […]

via Cold-Turkey Cuts, by Saleda Abdul — POETRY FESTIVAL. Submit to site for FREE. Submit for actor performance. Submit poem to be made into film.

I walked a crooked path in life, sinning every day. Drugs my meal of fun. Hiding in them to get away from all the pain and suffering. From birth to fourteen I was physically and verbally abused. At fourteen, I was left on a street corner. I would eat out of garbage cans or steal […]

via Straightened My Life, by Wesley Hesketh — POETRY FESTIVAL. Submit to site for FREE. Submit for actor performance. Submit poem to be made into film.

we are in the random forests we are. leo. adele. Ho[4][5] and Amit and German [6] in order (Fujitsu now) we are random forests we are decision trees. tree bagging (Main article: Bootstrap aggregating) predictions for unseen samples x’ can be made by averaging the predictions from all the individual regression trees onx’ we are […]

via random forests, by Mark Tiegs — POETRY FESTIVAL. Submit to site for FREE. Submit for actor performance. Submit poem to be made into film.

You’re yelling now. The veins in your neck Popping out as if they’re ready to attack me Right then and there. I sit on the bed as I watch you pace back and forth avoiding eye contact. Can’t help but feel the tears gathering themselves, blurring my view The knot in my throat ready to […]

via The Climax…, by Jo-Ann E — POETRY FESTIVAL. Submit to site for FREE. Submit for actor performance. Submit poem to be made into film.

You play music, Loudly, No respect for the silent type, You own the blocks peace, Thug life, selfishly You deal to the fiends, Turning corners at all times, Loudly they scream, Interrupting peace of mind, Gang life never resigns Prosperously you push luxury, The struggling mother lost sleep time, Riches you gain from others losing […]

via DEATH OF NOISE, by Shiela Denise Scott — POETRY FESTIVAL. Submit to site for FREE. Submit for actor performance. Submit poem to be made into film.

Have you heard about it? Do you feel the pains and sorrows? Can we all die of this? Oh Corona! You came like a wildfire, quickly vanishing the unforgettable pains of Ebola You’re ruining lives through panic; Affecting the known and unknown Destroying our immune system Oh Corona! what a deadly pandemic? I tell you […]

via The Global Foe, by Abubakarr Momoh Sesay — POETRY FESTIVAL. Submit to site for FREE. Submit for actor performance. Submit poem to be made into film.

Dear O, I hope you’re well. Hope the family’s well also. I think of you often.. more so because of the uncertainty these days bring. Sometimes I’m happy.. sad.. mad or horny. But I’m hurt. Not because things ended but your denial of it all. I hate that I let you in. It’s so hard […]

via Bonded, by Dominique Marks — POETRY FESTIVAL. Submit to site for FREE. Submit for actor performance. Submit poem to be made into film.

I release this viral blue funk sometimes dark thing in my soul. It haunts me from time to time. Release this loneliness that feeds my blues. Not lonely all the time sometimes it just appears out of the blue. Does it feed my blues? Or Does that blue funk feed my loneliness? I release this […]

via I RELEASE WHAT I AM RECEIVING WHAT I NEED, by Terry Mulcahy — POETRY FESTIVAL. Submit to site for FREE. Submit for actor performance. Submit poem to be made into film.

With this last drop I know the memories disappear Going a step further to erase the fear Depression is usually the killer But these toxins are a different filler Not living for tomorrow just want the now I’m off a Fifth ready to ride out on the town Sip after sip just chilling my veins […]

via Bottom Of The Bottle, by Laye Da Writer — POETRY FESTIVAL. Submit to site for FREE. Submit for actor performance. Submit poem to be made into film.