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Latest Poems

Jul 12, 2023

I‘ll love you

Poetry Hannah Hartje 102
i‘ll love you till my tea gets cold,
until I close my book.
I‘ll love you till I leave my room, until I wake up from this dream.
I‘ll love you for evermore.
Jun 26, 2023


Poetry andres idrovo 106

I'm tryina finish a second chapbook of 20 poems


then sneak is thin

an inch is in

transition is trinsition




1 The Watchtower


Embryos and fluids

More sez smoke than a…

Jun 14, 2023

The reason why I flinch

Poetry Niki M Betsill 238
You ask me, why I flinch,
At every sudden movement,
That I don't see coming.
Like I expect to be hit.
It's  a leftover reaction,
like A residual tic.
A predetermined mechanism Physically attempting to…
Jun 10, 2023

Stand Alone

Poetry Shahna vk 264
Stand alone girl,
You are making it better, even alone, those arms will never hold you again, neither you will see their smile nor their shadows.

That one who smiled at you on your triumph, yes he is…
Jun 04, 2023

Ancestors of Scripture

Poetry Teresa Nash 122
They were bold and they wrote and they ate sheep but not goats,
And they lived and they laughed,
And they kicked evils ass!

They were strong,
They were brave,
They weren't anyone's slave,
And they are who…

Published & Contest Winning Poetry

June 29, 2017 Published & Contest Winning Poems Mary Rose Fair 30170 5


"Winner of the Open Community Poetry Contest for the period April 1 - June 30, 2017. See commentary below."-Ed.

"Scientists have long considered the ability to recognize oneself in a mirror to be an index of high cognitive ability...there is every reason to suspect that elephants may be capable of far more complex cognition than is currently…
June 22, 2017 Published & Contest Winning Poems Joey Turner 29409 2


"Runner-up of the Open Community Poetry Contest for the period April 1 - June 30, 2017."-Ed.

A branch’s charcoal shadow
cast by an evening sun
traces a single line of trifling ants
following in file under an oak’s shade
avoiding the rays, scurrying;

Interviews & Culture

August 04, 2017 Contributor Interviews Staff Writers 2281

An Interview with Mary Rose Fair

Mary Rose Fair, a young poet, student, and lover of dance, is our featured poet for her winning poem, “Elephants.” Following her award for winning our Open Community Poetry Contest, I sat down with Fair and tried to talk with her more about elephants, love, and memory. 

What drew you to the subject matter? What is it about elephants?

I was drawn…
October 23, 2011 Contributor Interviews Administrator 9357

Recent Interview with Michael Miller

An Interview with Michael Miller, winner of the Open Community Poetry Contest, January-March, 2011

by John Winn

Staff Writer

Hennen's Observer

Known as michaelmiller.ic to contributors and visitors to the website hennensobserver.com, Michael Miller Jr. is as mysterious as the allegories he employs.  With little more to go on that an arm tattoo…

October 22, 2011 Contributor Interviews Administrator 8791

Recent Interview with H. E. Mantel

An interview with H.E. Mantel, winner of the Open Community Poetry Contest (for the period October—December, 2010) conducted February 28, 2011.

by John Winn

Staff Writer

Hennen's Observer

Harold E. Mantel has been a mainstay in the literary community ever since he burst on the scene almost a decade ago. Since then many of his poems and prose,…

Published & Contest Winning Prose

March 10, 2010 Published & Contest Winning Prose Neil Donnelly 61093 5

Fogtown: A Musical

Again the dusk has filled this town with fog a sight I've grown accustomed to; odd shapes and silhouettes become dancers and these cracked calloused streets have become their stage. As they dance a bullfrog belches in the background a light wind rustles…


  • Daily Revalations

    Deprived of affection and a sense of belonging
    one retires to a sanctuary of isolation.
    Arraigned by the acute pain of rejection
    the walls become his or her world.
  • Father dearest

    I've never been one to judge, 
    But it's come time for your reckoning. 
    Justified injustice of character, 
    Quite subpar. 
  • Her Broken Heart

    A ripped shell holds the inevitable
    The lost vow thought unbreakable
    Her swollen core cracking slowly
    Freeing the feelings she thought so lowly
  • Memory

    My lifeless body roams the way a ghost does its' ancient mansion walls
     Invisible, I stumble through the world with a mask praying it doesn't fall 
     You destroyed me.
     Murdered my soul and shattered my spirit
     I am smashed stained glass -
     I am out together but in fractured pieces 
     I am transparent
  • One more try

    I yearn for death in the small of my back,

    Every crack in my bones ache for the pain. 

    I crave the feeling of a blade vertically down my wrist 

    The slipping of consciousness.

  • Our America

    The rich are bored with their money,
    Yet the poor are still starving.
    Hookers and strippers sell themselves to support a family,
    And congress laughs and spends money on pointless things.
  • Puppeteer

    You ask if my heart was yours to own

    And I say 

    My heart was broke so no, though my soul I give thee to hold

    Your soul? What could I do with that? You asked as you grasped the small white flame
  • Stand Alone

    Stand alone girl,
    You are making it better, even alone, those arms will never hold you again, neither you will see their smile nor their shadows.

    That one who smiled at you on your triumph, yes he is smiling like an evil, then this one who cheers for you might not be cheering,
    But you still believe, cause you're ingenuous.

    Stand alone before all around you tries to drag you down,
    Cause one's victory isn't a beautiful story for others.
  • Synonym for sadness

    These are a few of the words I use to describe myself. 
  • The Sea Of Trees

    The Year Is 1538:
    His back ached with the burden of his mother, and though he silently cursed himself for his lack of stamina and overall fitness, he managed to find solace in the fact that he would only have to carry her for a few more hours. The sun dwindled behind the trees and the light was filtered into broken shards of yellow. Sweat fell from his glistening forehead, and the droplets landed next to falling twigs.
  • Twenty Two

    In the grand scheme of things, twenty two seems small,
    But when it comes to lives, that's not the case at all.
    On Monday the 22nd of May in 2017,
    At a concert in Manchester, that was the scene.
    The scene where took place something terrible,
    Breaking many hearts, leaving holes...irreparable.