THEY WHO CANNOT SAY by Bunny
I didn’t realise I was leaving till I was already gone.
A strange face in the mirror.
Stupid creature.
And what good are you now to anyone?
Seeking...
The Light Prevailed by Diana Spore
The primary wall stood strong and tall, until she started to chisel her way through
She had been told that she would never recover --
From...
Tragic Comedy by Navratra
Whenever I do something good,
my mother says,
I am just like her,
my father says,
I am just like him
They feel so proud on themselves
and start loving...
So long as we can say by Julia Hoeffler Welton
Out of the gas chamber
Out of the closed ward
Out of the shock room
They come.
Slowly, unfeeling,
Unhearing, Unseeing
They walk,
or stumble,
or crawl.
Witnesses, liberators,
Physicians, priests...
Credo by Sarah Walker
A statement about grief, art, existence and “madness”
I Wish I Were by Ken Segal
I wish I were....
I wish I were a dolphin, just a-swimming in the sea,
I would swim and fish forever, a happy swimmer I would...
The Malingerer Goes To the Movies by Scott Norman Rosenthal
“The Malingerer Goes to the Movies,”
(a Dis-Ability Coming-Out poem,
for Colin Kempner, and Judith Wright)
1.
You’re sitting there,
and it's getting harder to breathe.
It feels as if...
On the Birth of Pandemonium by David Penner
One, two, three walls three, omniscient was the
Fourth in darkness - unvanquished the barren
Causeway. Armies of howling seraphim, cascading
On a lake of fire; Mulciber...
Bazooka Joe at the Shoe Store by Zak Mucha
Walking past a construction site and through
the creosote cloud of a childhood
shoe store, a kid embarrassed by the clerk’s
gift of a hard square of...
The degree of love: Six semesters and the Convocation Day by Navratra
What if couples celebrate pose day instead of rose day? Teaching each other how to stand in
front of the camera could be the best...
I need to be loved by Shula Ben-Daat Alperovitch
I need to be loved, As a child, Who will never be left, I need to be loved as a woman, There's an empty hole, In my heart that needs to be filled
Quite Insane by Laurie Corzett
I am quite insane, I speak in rhyme that often doesn't, expecting to find reason. I live in a world of ritual and season.
Fire by Kate
With dust of revenge, nabbed Light up the night The windows will ignite the world Because the poets will come back
Record Keeping by Karen Adler
And if you come to me all innocent and forlorn
all regretful and torn
between the rightery and the wrongery
gathered in your multitudes
in that field of...
My Mood as Room by Calvin May
I suffocate in the heat of my pitch black room.
I cannot find the door.
And cut my feet on the broken glass strewn
All over the...
A Mad Poem about Mad Poetry (by a Mad Poet)
Verse! Wild!
Let it be wild and uncontrolled!
Consider not whether it passes muster
In the logic-schools,
Or marks time with the monotonous regularity
Of clopping hooves of horses...
metamorphosis by Lazlo Taboli
development is hardly accurate for what has happened to me
no, it's more of a transformation
and there is still something in me that needs to...
F.O.M.H. by illexotic
Listen to "F.O.M.H.":
I wrote this poem when I was struggling with my mental health in college on the back of a quiz I didn't...
Transform by Ashleigh
Fear is running our lives. Fear of being different. Fear of being inadequate. Fear of being not good enough.
Unknown Restlessness by Aisha Momin
So there is an energy surge
Which is an emerge
Maybe it is from the submerge ?
Getting cleansed by purge
That's why I had an urge
But I...
Poems Needed by Daniel Hanrahan
we have poems
about madness
and poems written
in states of madness
no poems yet about
the guitar amp buzzing
dark electric fuzz
of the madness sparked
coming off psychmeds
we lack poems...
Algorithm Poem #1 by Steven T. Licardi
There’s got to be an algorithm
to determine
the precise number of physicians
you need to visit
before you become little more
than a heap of diagnoses
imprisoned
in manilla envelopes
stacked
to...
Hard of Hearing by Francis Fernandes
I kept telling her that Carsten Dahl
is not Carson Dyle for the obvious reason
the former doodles Danish bebop
on the piano with a sort of...
When I Was Indifferent by Timothy Hamilton
When I was indifferent, Life was easier.
Day followed day.
Beans from a can,
Fresh Asian noodles I once loved,
Sunny delicate spring days,
Grey clouds and tedious half-hearted...
Moonlight Mystery by Jason Aull
Lively do the shadows play
Within the darkened lonely way
Few dare tread along the deep
Where hatreds children play with sleep
Rage and laughter fill the day
As...
