Saving the Holiday, a Christmas poem incorporating phrases from "A Christmas Carol," Varney the Vampire, and The Life and Adventures of Santa Claus.
After I’m Gone Put a dead body in my coffin and call it by my name. — Carl Bettis "After I'm Gone" by Carl Bettis is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.
Reader to Writer We’re done with poet as priest, artist as intercessor, creator as interpreter between Mystery and ourselves. Your robes are clothing, you grew up down the street, you fart, you’re one of us. I myself have chased Eros, fled Pan, trudged…
A follow-up, of sorts, to my last post. Of God's Omnipotence God, to whom everything is nothing, can accomplish nothing. Only we, who bump into blocks, whose strength fails, whose will flickers, only we who know resistance can act-- the toad, the old…
I Forced a Bot to Read 1,000 Poems, Then Told it to Write a Poem of its Own There is a bird and a cigarette, and neither is in this room. The bird is how my wife left me. I am bad but I feel beauty. This room is not in the poem. This poem is not a pipe.…