This is the heart of the site. These pages collect all of the poetry and put them within easy reach, all in one place--potentially a daunting prospect! There is a lot of poetry here!

In order to make this a bit easier to handle and to help slim down that list, we have provided several filtering and sorting options for the user.

First, there is the “Order” option. This simply reverses the sorting order so you can look at things from back to front. The default sort is to show the poems listed by post date, newest first. If one were to change the “Sort by” option to “Title,” one would have the poems listed in alphabetical order, instead. If you choose the “Rating” sorting option, the list will be rearranged to show the highest-rated poems at one end and the opposite at the opposite end. Remember, just because a poem has a low rating now doesn’t mean it always will! Voting can happen 24-7! Lastly, and possibly most importantly, is the “Filter by Author” option. Here one may enter a comma separated list of usernames to limit the list to those works by one or more specific authors. This option features an autocomplete feature so just start typing and wait a second and all the available options will pop right up.

Once you have all of the options set up just how you like them, simply click “Apply.” It’s that easy!

Enter a comma separated list of user names.

The Curse of Kindness

There are vampires that live in the dark or the sun.

How many times have you been drained by one?

Interpreting Wonderland


Which side of the pillow do we truly exist?

Isn’t each side an illusion with pains to persist?

Your dreams could be a heaven for another to find.

Dead Letter Box

Assenting to her divinity, I go,
without my eyes,
"A hero will know"


I've had enough God, I'm kicking the dust off my shoes,
all the non-believers have gave me the blues.
I'm tired of humanity and their selfish way,

A view of life

We're all pieces of the same ever-changing puzzle;
some connected for mere seconds, some connected for life,
some connected through knowledge, some through belief,


Bcak wehn I was in sohcol tyrnig to laren,
ervehtnig was sracbmeld it mdae my mnid brun.
The taehcer lokoed at me whit a srten fcae,

The Internal Verse

A Blacksmith, Goldsmith a Silversmith and me,
try to share helpful things for humanity.
Some call me a Wordsmith, some call me a quack,