Poetry

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Poem – A Bit of News Not Fake (By Donal Mahoney)

A Bit of News Not Fake   An article in the paper reports something one doesn’t see happen in America very often.   Eighty billionaires, millionaires and others close to that level in New York have written to    their lawmakers ...

Poem – Twenty Signs (By Rony Nair)

"You swirl and take the strait past You swing those hips of yours Your eyes they hardly break a glimpse As you kiss with all you’ve got. You turn around to go one away Your hands they’re still on mine ...
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Poem – At Last (By Michael H. Brownstein)

AT LAST The simple lies so easy not to tell, One hell of ice. A Hall of Fame for those not nice, The predator of life. One cannot hold a flame bare in their hands, But one can help blisters ...
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Poem – WINTER IN A FACTORY TOWN (By John Grey)

WINTER IN A FACTORY TOWN It's the winter before winter. And the winter after winter. Everything’s stripped bare. The winds bluster like politicians. Only with cold air, not hot. Month after month, eyes can only stare, lips are too frozen ...

Poem – The Musician’s Testament (By David Russell)

The Musician’s Testament “Being a living legend is such a precarious livelihood. What a ducking of responsibility!” (John Cale) “Success means being worried about everything else except money” (Johnny Cash) I’m putting down this last eyewitness account leading up to ...

Poem – The Spider Web (By Danny P. Barbare)

Tangled up in a spider web what an icky feeling thought after thought then suddenly I’m bitten. Danny P. Barbare resides in the Southern U.S. in the Upstate of the Carolinas. He has been writing poetry on and off for ...

Poem – Speakfeel (By David Russell)

Speakfeel Razor branches, pointed-forked roots stretch centrifugal jabs against middle surface Sources swallowed in the lightless void Cancelled fugitives incubated in pure motion, rejecting sides, all allowed Only restored through leaves and petals avid for translucency Shining to meet the ...

Poem – MEET THE MADNESS (By John Grey)

■ MEET THE MADNESS A Providence twilight, late November, every man and woman dressed in gray, sliding in and out of panels or emerging from dark recesses, all faces plain, hair drab, eyes shut, tongues muted, and there, high up ...

Poem – WHAT LIES BENEATH (By Ray Gallucci)

WHAT LIES BENEATH At base of elevator shaft Lives planet I once knew (Preserved by technologic craft) On which earth’s surface grew. Beneath a roof of greenhouse glass Lies planet of my birth Supporting seven levels vast Of Hotel Planet ...

Poem – Hi-Tech Times (By Gary Beck)

Hi-Tech Times In every hand an Iphone owner busy talking, texting, an innovative comfort allowing constant communication anytime, anywhere subject to interruption of cellular service, yet more and more prevalent facilitating contact, no matter what the content. Gary Beck/Ignition Point ...