Poetry
Poem – Paint By Numbers (By Angelica Fuse)
■ Paint by Numbers arrange my face with a one two three and insert a color of your choice find a vision of me that satisfies you then rip it up if you wish. ■ Author Bio: Angelica Fuse ...
Poem – Tomorrow Things (By Chanacee Ruth-Killgore)
■ Tomorrow Things I have this list Started long ago Though I cannot recall when The paper's crumpled Folded and stained With edges torn and thin From time to time I pull it out Allow my eyes to scan down ...
Poem – Limits (By Gary Beck)
Limits You promised in front of a priest to love, honor, cherish. Then you started gambling, When you lost you started drinking. The more you lost, the more you drank. You came home drunk, yelled and cursed at me. I ...
Poem – My Heart Waits… (By Lynn Long)
My Heart Waits... Feeling something within my grasp Yet, the moment never lasts Reaching up into the sky Like a bird I long to fly Beyond the stars and past the moon To where my heart waits for you ...
Poem – Power Kernels (By David Russell)
Power Kernels Break down the elements, split them To non-existence; Then shatter all solidity’s illusions, Free impulses Beyond the viscous mind, still feeling hard By vanity's gas upholstered. And then, for happiness’s definition, Shut the door; Relax, and don't be ...
Poem – The Blood of Poets (By Rex Begay)
The Blood of Poets I should have left you lying in the mud, And maybe sacrificed all you had to say But my thought to act brought on me obligation To belay my mind the images of things inside, ...
Poem – King Me (By Melissa Mendelson)
■ King Me The heat is on, and the race is gaining speed. Yet, a quiet falls, brushing against that worrying question, “Will we make another mistake,” and the serpent will wrap us warm. But she will suffocate us cold ...
Poem – In The Mood (By Donal Mahoney)
We're going dancing, my wife and I, to a Charity Ball high in the sky where Glenn Miller's band has been playing since 1944, the year his plane got lost over the English Channel. No wreckage was ever found, not a single body. Glenn Miller was going ...
Poem – Panic (By David Russell)
Panic A search for some trivial object in the midst of disordered furniture Seized upon just at that moment, giving birth to consternation Repulsion from travelling delayed by this selection; Travelling light, splitting energy-wholes into petty onenesses – At one ...
Poem – Many Alarms (By Gary Beck)
The frequent disasters in our fragile land never seem to end and in changing times new horrors abound, terrorist attacks, enormous oil spills strangling the seas, endless amounts of garbage poisoning the land, abundant toxins polluting the air, warning those ...
