Digital Verse http://www.digitalverse.org/ Poetry Online Redefined en-us Fri, 18 May 2012 05:47:04 GMT Fri, 18 May 2012 05:47:04 GMT http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specification hq@jdmcdonnell.com (Jerry) of worlds and waters - by - Nattie Swahger http://www.digitalverse.org/1poetry/reader.php?var1=4737 Walking alone, in grass waist high. Such sturdy blades, they will cut you if you let your hands fall to your sides. And so, I hold them up, even float them behind, playfully letting the feat.... Thu, 17 May 2012 14:24:36 GMT spell-check be damned - by - Justin Reynolds http://www.digitalverse.org/1poetry/reader.php?var1=4738 for tom robbins, to whom i will never read this aloud when i was younger i used to get crazy happy playing duck, duck, goose —now look at me: crazy happy over you, silly.... Thu, 17 May 2012 16:28:31 GMT The Writer, The Con - by - Patrick Attaway http://www.digitalverse.org/1poetry/reader.php?var1=4739 The writer’s block we had to face; remakes, cover songs, and unoriginal books. Everyone suffers at the hand of creative greed. When I have no inspiration, I don’t write. The true writer’s bl.... Thu, 17 May 2012 16:54:32 GMT Rapunzel - by - Lilacia Firedrawn http://www.digitalverse.org/1poetry/reader.php?var1=4735 He's just a moth, and you're only the light But you can't coexist, you're stuck in the middle You're both just phantoms, you're forced into flight And you can't l.... Wed, 16 May 2012 12:02:46 GMT Cocktails - by - Emily Strauss http://www.digitalverse.org/1poetry/reader.php?var1=4736 A small sign, unassuming opens at 6 AM the tired manager sweeps the doorway of last night's butts, paper scraps, picks up a stray half-empty beer bottle, the first shuffling customer stagg.... Wed, 16 May 2012 19:40:19 GMT treason. - by - Sasha http://www.digitalverse.org/1poetry/reader.php?var1=4727 every fucking day they reinvent our execution. I’m tired now, just want to climb in bed, squeeze you in a grip of a bulldog, before we’re pried apart. next morning, our tissue may be slice.... Tue, 15 May 2012 09:06:23 GMT offshore. - by - Sasha http://www.digitalverse.org/1poetry/reader.php?var1=4728 I'm clutching carpet, before it drifts into the Atlantic. eye enamel crumbles, glaze trickles from the chin. my tongue curls, licks my oxidizing skin. I'm sober, slouching, .... Tue, 15 May 2012 09:12:22 GMT tempest. - by - Sasha http://www.digitalverse.org/1poetry/reader.php?var1=4729 Public skirts billow up in a swift high breeze. Exposed, underneath we dance in unison. Caution disabled, arms and hair entangle. Umbrellas soar like rampant flashy UFOs. Crowd.... Tue, 15 May 2012 09:25:16 GMT recall. - by - Sasha http://www.digitalverse.org/1poetry/reader.php?var1=4730 Days no longer smelled of fresh baked bread, they smelled of alcohol and formaldehyde. Orange cracked on the playground bars, and rain idly hung around the ceiling. Following footstep.... Tue, 15 May 2012 09:53:44 GMT