Author: wildsoundwritingfestival

Genre / Dark / Death / Nuclear War If Winter Comes (translated from the Human) Nothing will stand or sit or walk or crawl. No creature will sing or chirp or growl. No loved one will whisper or scream or weep and nothing worth living will live. (The title comes from the final line of… Continue reading Read Poem: If Winter Comes, by Frank William Finney

Genre: Angry, Dark, Horror, Feminism, Mental Health You deserved girlhood But were called a slut Instead. Smothered in extra Layers of resentment and Expectations made from Plastic dolls with painted Smiles. You deserved more Than projection of the Lives you weren’t allowed To live. You deserved your Own mistakes. You deserved To be more than… Continue reading Read Poem: RABID, by Blayne Waterloo

What does it feel to dream, What does it feel like to know that it’s not yours anymore? This has become a habit now, This is second nature, It began with me just roaming my room, It began with me breathless, It began and now it has ended. The first time I was scared to… Continue reading Read Poem: GOD’S CRULE JOKE, by Harjot singh

When I was young roughness swallowed me whole A young girl gulping a older man’s grief There was no time for me to be brittle As a poisonous presence followed me Trying to build me to be cruel With no comfort no warmth You embedded a sickening ache in what was made to be a… Continue reading Read Poem: Love incorporated into anger, by Rayna Leipsic

She was shy But beneath that ‘little girl’ exterior she was strong She was only nineteen She did not know how to react to worldly situations which involved her heart She had not the experience of older women Nor the manner in dealing with the experiences she would encounter as a married woman The Fairy-tale… Continue reading Relationship Poem: Little Girl Lost – Diana Princess of Wales, by Patricia Poulos

One, was this Master with his work; his hands, his mind, his eyes in unison to create each sculptured masterpiece of white marble which lived Nicholas, the greatest scuptor of our time whose gift of design and craft, brings a cold white marble slab into a living masterpiece Only Greek and Roman Gods, or God… Continue reading Relationship Poem: ‘NICHOLAS’ The Master and His Work, by Patricia Poulos