Weekly Contest
Classic poem of the day
An emerald is as green as grass,
A ruby red as blood;
A sapphire shines as blue as heaven;
A flint lies in the mud.
A diamond is a brilliant stone,
To catch the world's desire;
An opal holds a fiery spark;
But a flint holds fire.
member poem of the day
Intersection upon adventitious
encounter, when first seed of genocide planted
unsuspecting subsequent rapid usurpation
quickly eradicated rightful breed
of what coalesced into thee Americas.
I experience stir of echoes haunting
Perkiomen Valley, Pennsylvania,
which lands ceded To William Penn
for a song (and lap dance routine)
courtesy Lenni Lenape peoples.
When the concept of land ownership
brokered between Europeans
and indigenous tribes
the latter occupants
oblivious to land acquisition,
(a concept alien
to autochthonous population),
which posed catastrophic disadvantage
upon onset of fatal impact.
I too flirt with the cosmology
that no tract upon terra firma
(housing aggregate body of flora and fauna
nsync with resources atop and below
demarcated circumscribed area)
can be rightfully owned.
What or who (pray tell)
dispenses the
