Submit a Poem

The Penny Blog publishes contemporary work by new internet poets during National Poetry Month (April). 

The Penny Blog publishes only work that has been submitted or invited, and for which permission to print has been granted.

There is no payment. Authors retain all rights to poems, including the right to print them elsewhere.

Poems can be submitted on the blog as comments to this page, or by email to georgedance04@yahoo.ca.

Please include:
  • the text of (or a link to) your poem;
  • your e-mail address (not for publication - for correspondence only);
  • the exact spelling of your name (or pen name), as you want it to appear;
  • your location: state, province, country;
  • a link to your blog or web page.

8 comments:

  1. No use abusing
    or cursing anyone when
    restless and breathless
    I cry to God to help me
    for a while let me sleep

    sexless meditate
    in the darkest of hours
    negotiate peace
    with self and rest even if
    I exist in my sufferings

    --R.K.SINGH

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  4. http://renebywaters.blogspot.com/2011/04/par-amur-rene-bywaters.html

    all poems written out of love...please stop in I think you may find my work refreshing

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  5. The Child
    Walking in early hours of dawn
    The morning dew soaks my bare feet
    Honeysuckle sweet
    And birds summer songs
    I am a child again out on the lawn
    Down in the clover and daffodils
    Looking for fairies I know they are real
    Climbing so high in the Chinaberry tree
    White linen billows on a fair breeze
    Nighttime falls and fireflies fly
    We dance with the moon
    And the stars in the sky

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  8. The songs of the river

    Rock and River you call to me
    You singe my soul
    You make me whole again.

    Cries and lies of history
    Sing to a tune of family
    Faint footprint in a rancid sea

    Space to attest, arrest this hooligan

    Lookie 100216 0830


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