Category Archives: Poetry Slam

The Muses Smiled

UntitledFrank Lloyd Wright did wellHe designed homes really swellThey’re as weird as hell+++ Tommye | Malvolian On the Perdurance of Unusual CarpetCookie Monster Blue?Who Knew? Mrs. Wright, that’s who!And now you do too.+++ Bryan | Malvolian WeekendKegs and chaos roar,Toga … Continue reading

Posted in 2024 – WwW XXIV, Poetry Slam | Leave a comment

Slamming it in 23

Counselors Note: Twinklers evidently cleaned up too scrupulously and regrettably several entries unfortunately did not make it out of the lodge. Mid-DayRain falls down outsideI keep drinking booze soaked fruitThe world seems more better +++ UntitledFrank Wright had a gift.Designed … Continue reading

Posted in 2023 – WwW XXIII, Poetry Slam | Leave a comment

Out of sight odes

The Patlocked Putz Pat was smoking his buttsThe good group needed some futzWhere’s your sticker?Can you believe his guts?That was a kicker                 | Sue E. Malvolian of the Year No Haiku! Haiku: Such nonsense for a poem!Ridiculous – I … Continue reading

Posted in 2022 – WwW XXII, Poetry Slam | Leave a comment

Malvoliating

A Chair I hold Papa’s chair I sit on a chair also Therefore I am chair                | Erik Nazar Malvolian of the Year Shining Brow On foot we travel Learning more On Frank Lloyd Wright tour Much to see … Continue reading

Posted in 2021 – WwW XXI, Poetry Slam | Leave a comment

A continent of Ku

We-KuOur summer partyJoyful congress of fast friendsA precious treasure | Mike UntitledHalcyon Spring GreenNot so now the experts saySo, in Zoom we trust | Bryan Jigsaw (A true-ku)Random shapes of greenWhich lock together, or notLast piece found on ass | … Continue reading

Posted in 2020 – WwW XX, Poetry Slam | Leave a comment

Hips of Kilauea Contest

Led by our senior Weekenders, teams of three created their own hulas to the tune and theme of Little Brown Gal. See the wondrous videos at our Weekend Album. Lyrics: Team Tony, Mary Jo and Erik. Went to rent a … Continue reading

Posted in 2019 – WwW XIX, Poetry Slam | Leave a comment

Blow, Haiku Siren, Blow!

In honor of the Cradle of the American Haiku Festival, held in Mineral Point while we rollicked, Weekenders — with Haiku Helper forms and yellow whistles on hand — announced their creations: Underwhelmed Frank Lloyd Wright’s all right Warehouse too … Continue reading

Posted in 2018 – WwW XVIII, Poetry Slam | Leave a comment

Sonnet 17

MushVrooms Our rollicking, frolicsome, Pollocky dream She layers thinly, he is all Sakrete. Each bared our own spirit, like woodland Pucks, Through Weekend. And if we birthed no Magritte, Yet we shared full joys, loves and laughing yucks Under swaddling … Continue reading

Posted in 2017 – WwW XVII, Poetry Slam | Leave a comment

The Suck Up Sonnet

Dedicated humbly to the exalted, dazzling XVI GoH Talent Show Judges To what does your splendor match? Deb Dicke, You’re infused joy, like sparkling Bryan Schneider – The happy zing of a fresh lime rickey; The way of the martini: … Continue reading

Posted in 2016 – WwW XVI, Poetry Slam | Leave a comment

Slamming

The saddest entry in Weekend history, from Deb …. Lacking No poems. No Bill. No Brie. No Dickes. No Kurt No Me. Some boozing. Some gazing. Some tubing. Some grazing. But, No pretense. No plays. And, No me. _________________ Being … Continue reading

Posted in 2012 - WwW XII, Poetry Slam | 1 Comment