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Community News A Congratulations to Leonard M Hawkes - 03/27/2019 by V. Blake ..who just published his first volume of poetry! Entitled Leaves from my Box Elder, it comes just in time for the 150th anniversary of the driving of the Golden Spike. So, like the title says--congrats, Leonard! 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. CURRENT MEMBERS: 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. APPLICANTS: 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! Older News

Poem of the Day for 10/23/19 The New Day by Phil P Robson The new day is dawning Capsized by the current, compassioned foreboding The end matters not, but the thirst and the pride Of empty desires from now ‘till we die The new day is dawning No noisy milkman at six in the morning re-usable glass is expensive, you know plastics the industry that’s just gonna grow The new day is dawning You’ll fall at my feet if I just keep on scoring Fine fighting men bound for honour and glory The reward for their sin, the next big story The new day is dawning And I don’t need your help, no I won’t heed your warning Those friends you helped with your mines and guns Are now killing each other and blaming your sons The new day is dawning Alone I remain, Appalachian mourning Searching for answers at innocence station Plenty of trains but no destinations 06/26/2002 Visit Phil P Robson's Library The New Day Copyright © 2019

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