Weekly Short Stories Contest and Company! discussion

You have until March 15 to post a poem, and from March 16-22 we’ll vote for which one we thought was best!

Please post directly into the topic and not a link. Please don’t use a poem previously used in this group. Only one submission per person is allowed.

Your poem can be any length.

This week’s topic is: Pollen.

The rules are pretty loose. You could write a poem about anything that has to do with the subject/photo but it must relate to the topic somehow.

Most of all have fun!

POET: Garrison Kelly
TITLE: Bend the Knee
GENRE: Heavy Metal Song
RATING: PG-13 for language and violence



VERSE 1
Get ready to bend the knee to King Petty
Your legs already feel like a piece of spaghetti
You live in my head, now it’s time to pay rent
I don’t care if you can’t afford to eat again
Blow you out my nose like I’m allergic to pollen
Blow you out my ass, it ain’t coming out solid
Which one is more tyrannical: a landlord or a king?
Depends on if your begging even means a thing

CHORUS 1
Bend the knee!
Bow to me!
Take my heed!
Or else you bleed!

VERSE 2
My storybook soldiers are always so loyal
Your graves are soil for the mighty and royal
Grow the tree of woe, put you in the Jesus pose
Drive spikes in your feet, bleed all over your toes
Drive spikes in your hands, quit jerking yourself
Leaving you to die is good for my health
“King Petty, King Petty, will you show me mercy?”
Hell to the no, your blood makes me thirsty

CHORUS 2
Bend the knee!
I ignore your plea!
Are you shitting me?!
You’re still guilty!

VERSE 3
All I want to do is slam dance to my music
All you want to do is blow my dynamite fuses
All I want to do is write my violent stories
All you want to do is leech off of my glory
You demons take credit for all of my fame
As though you and I are created the same
You’re a schizophrenic voice telling me to quit
Your ass is gone after I take my morning shit

CHORUS 3
Bend the knee!
Suck up to me!
You’re still a flea!
Carrying a disease!
Brain parasite!
Fuck my dreams at night!
Bend the knee to me!
Because I’m always right!

One Day at a Time
By Brett A. Starr on March 9, 2023

In autumn leaves are fallin’
In spring the air has pollen
In summer there is plenty of sun
In winter there is practically none

At nights when the sky is clear
And the moon is nowhere near
There’s a million stars in the sky
It makes you want to sigh

Each season has something unique
Within each 13 weeks
Our world is so sublime
When taken one day at a time

 
 
 
At the junk yard yard,
Flush with cars of rust and dust,
The bees pollinate.

Name- The Season
By Kia Betancourt

My eyes water up,
My nose starts to run,
Just like when pollen season comes ‘round,
But it’s not the season yet,
The flowers aren’t blooming,
My heart isn’t open,
I can’t breath,
Nor see,
I try to get up but the weight pulls me down,
It feels like all the pollen in the world is on my chest,
I’m breathing it in,
All of the pollen is now around my heart,
How much longer could I breathe till I collapse.