Best Of 2020 - Poetry
I thought it would be nice to have an end of year list of stuff that this blog wrote.
This is the poetry that we wrote this year.
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Greg Luti
- Nov 14, 2020
Can We All Stop Acting Like Any Of This Made Sense? ā Poem
People are assholes.
They were before the virus.
They were during it.
They will be after it.
Greg Luti
- Nov 13, 2020
Blowout - Poem
One uncle in the room comments,
āThey need better protection. The quarterback has no time.ā
Greg Luti
- Oct 31, 2020
A Message To Halloween - Poem
Your songs stink.
They are second rate pop songs that are only played because something needs to be on when you walk around a haunted house.
Greg Luti
- Oct 27, 2020
The Worst Part Of Halloween - Poem
What is it?
What is the worst part of Halloween?
Itās having to share my candy with you.
Greg Luti
- Oct 15, 2020
Should Writers Talk Politics? - Poem
The other guy stinks.
I am great.
I can help you.
Did you get all of that?
Brooke_Smith
- Jun 1, 2020
Mermaid Liberated - Poem
But if I stay here, I will lose the best part of me....
My courageous heart will completely break apart,
Joey Carneiro
- May 5, 2020
Mellon Nin - Poem
Six books combined in three read end to end,
My humble thanks for there and back again.
Brooke_Smith
- May 2, 2020
Nicked - Poem
Iāve nicked my heart as much as Iāve nicked walls.
Greg Luti
- Apr 25, 2020
I Donāt Know How to Stop You From Crying ā Poem
I know the key to knowledge is to know thyself.
The key to war is to know your enemy,
And the key to freedom is truth.
Greg Luti
- Apr 17, 2020
Iām Oddly Calm Through All Of This - Poem
The virus is taking over.
People are dying.
Hospitals are overflown.
Greg Luti
- Apr 15, 2020
I Donāt Know How To Write A Positive Poem - Poem
After time contemplating words to myself
sipping too many cups of coffee,
and daydreaming of stories I will never write
Greg Luti
- Mar 31, 2020
Who Gets To Decide What Is Essential? - Poem
Who Gets To Decide What Is Essential - Poem I got fired, for my job is not considered essential. With that, they just admitted that my...
Greg Luti
- Mar 26, 2020
I Am The Guy You Read Long After Iām Dead - Poem
As I walk this earth my words are not read or heard.
None of my books ever sell any copies.
No audience lines up to read me.