Hey - 06/11/2018
by V. Blake
I hope you're having a good day.
You're an excellent writer. Keep on doin' what you're doin'.
Everything is Broken - 02/06/2018
by V. Blake
As I write this, I don't actually know if it will post successfully. Let's see.
Sorry to report that the owner of this website has abandoned it. We owe him eternal gratitude for all the work that went into building it in the first place, and for continuing to foot the bill that keeps it online at all. That said: we apologize for the bugs, but there's nothing we can do to fix them.
Keep steady backups of your poetry. And everything else--that's just practical advice for a digital world.
In case you didn't realize, private messaging does not work. Your messages are not reaching their recipients.
The moderators can pick poems of the day. That's about it for our powers.
I am sorry. Site errors will prevent me from making you a member. I promise that we'd have welcomed you to this community if we could.
I guess that's it. Hope you're having a good day.
The Pathetic Book of Poetry - 04/08/2014
by V. Blake
Our very own Jody Pratt was cool enough to put together a book of poetry using submissions from Pathetic members. Read more about it in the forums--you can even just click this link if you're feeling lazy, so no excuses.
Thanks go out to Jody for his efforts and to everyone who submitted their work to make it possible. Go get yourself a copy!
New Server - 08/03/2013
by Gavin M Roy
The site has been moved to a new server which should address the ongoing login issues for the past week or so.
Poem of the Day for 10/19/18
by Joseff Marat
shaded with black
and accented with scarlett
the tin-like taste of soul in my throat
and oval shapes of heaven
spattered with the sacred rain of life
I draw my finger over soft, supple flesh
and fall forever into the sky
I reach out for infinate last fragments of organic pleasure
and am met with false tones of dream
photographing giant monarchs
shooting forgotten enemies
the vessels burst and free my mind
like the openness of space
where my fiber optic hairs look like stars
where a dot on my brain is the sun
and planets revolve around the frontal lobe
the moon is your forehead
your body the Earth
through ions of time I've searched and found you.
09/27/2005Visit Joseff Marat's Library
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