Truth be told Story Slam

Shipwreck Poetry

Clunk. Wakeup Poetry.

Violins – Heartache poetry

Concrete Poetry

Mornings clasp my soul.
Wet cement wraps possibility.
Moses, Oh Moses
breathe back the waters.

Wading. Only waist deep
false freedom rejoices.
My legs are trapped.

When with death
set hard like concrete
the slurry of mourning?

Ferocious Love

rabbid dog howls,
lathering infection,
spits at love.

rampant yawns,
sharp teeth tell,
none shall pass.

ferocious pacing.
small cage.
waiting for prey.

striped by love,
blackened fear
flicks the tail

Can a computer really make personalized poetry?

You may not believe that a computer can make you a customized poem that matches your personality, beliefs and world view just by scanning your brain with some geeky-techno-helmet-thingy.

This knocked my socks off, leaving me speechless. I honestly sat down for an hour wondering “What just happened?”

Poem Catcher tests the BRAINS ON ART computer at the Frankfurt Bookfair