Publish Your Poems Now!
Due to recent requests, PoetryPublishing.Net will now publish your poems on this website for a modest fee of $3.00 per poem.
Your Poem should appear in our web pages within 24 hours of submission and payment. You will still own all rights and privileges to your own poetry and may use it anywhere else, in any manner that you wish.
You are simply paying a small fee to PoetryPublishing.Net for the privilege of showcasing your poetry on our website.
TERMS OF SERVICE (TOS)
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Once your poem is published, the $3.00 fee is unrefundable. You may request to have your poem(s) removed from our web pages at anytime, a wish we will honor, but you won’t be entitled to any type of refund.
YOU WILL NOT HOLD POETRYPUBLISHING.NET (AND NEITHER SHALL WE BE) RESPONSIBLE OR LIABLE FOR ANY MATTERS WHATSOEVER, AS A DIRECT OR INDIRECT RESULT OF YOUR POETRY BEING PIBLISHED.
Please follow the simple guidelines below for poetry submissions. These guidelines must be diligently adhered to. Any infractions will be met with an immediate rejection. However, at our sole discretion, PoetryPublishing.Net may from time-to-time, allow a few exceptions. The guidelines are not written in stone and may change from time-to-time.
*Poems must be your own original creations.
*You may submit previously published poetry as long as you are the author.
*Poems may be written in any form or style.
*Poems may be on any subject not considered offensive in nature.
*Poems should be no more than 24 lines.
*Poems should not demean any other human or be of a racist manner.
*Poems should not have any words categorized as foul language.
*You can only submit one poem at a time.
*You can only submit one poem per day.
*Make sure you include your name as you wish it to appear once published.
By submitting your poem, you declare that you have read and totally agree with the full “Terms of Service” and submission guidelines as expressed above.
Please click on the above title, “Publish Your Poems Now!” to have the “Write a Comment” section appear below if it’s not there now. This is where you’ll write and submit your poem. Please use the PayPal button below to submit the $3.00 publishing fee AFTER SUBMITTING YOUR POEM. Thanks and Happy Publishing.
Dreams
In the dark realm of dreams
Lurk the images of the soul;
Reflections of the past, present and future-
Unfolding like a scroll;
The daily thoughts of life
And memories from the mind,
Are the fabric of the dream
And delicately intertwined;
A dream is like a mirror
Which exposes the inner man;
Whereas he unwittingly reveals his error
Unto his Maker’s judgmental hand.
Nightingale
O’ Nightingale, how sad thy song
That thou pourest from thy heart!
What sort of thing so direfully wrong
Has taken thee apart?
Thy sorrowed song makes evening weep!
Thy haunted tune turns moon to gray!
What kind of pain profoundly deep,
Has wrought your shadow with dismay?
Alas! To thee- O’ mourning ghost!
A bird thy hardly are!
That from beyond the uppermost-
Thou hast fallen as a star!
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The Cottonwood Tree
Through my bedroom window-
A cool refreshing breeze,
Would come along with moon glow-
Through the Cottonwood leaves;
The gentle flutters of her leaf,
Lulled my heart to sleep…
And in a moments’ brief-
My soul was hers to keep!
Then when daylight came,
An Oriole would claim the tree;
And me, just the same
Of the shade over me!
Now, I miss that Cottonwood tree
Which was part of my childhood;
Often, I recall her memory
In those quiet evenings of that neighborhood.
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