Poetry
Poem – By Mistake He Later Said (By Donal Mahoney)
Every once in awhile over the last 40 years Ralph wondered what might have happened to the guy who had moved in with the mother of his children and drank all the time. He remembered the kids saying when they were small the fellow got up ...
Poem – Oxymoronic Blues (By Mankh)
Oxymoronic Blues - By Mankh corporations legally persons while persons treated as illegals, Facebook and faceless corporations, home alone on social media, consumer confidence, industrial park, professional sports a game, state-of-the-Art, free press, politically correct, “…deriving their Powers from the ...
Poem – Glass Tanka (By Peter Jastermsky)
Glass Tanka cat paws the moth stays safe a fluttering Vishnu behind glass made braver by distance scrawny coyote its laughs echo breaking glass in his finger tip the glass splinter a million fires burning ...
Poem – Flying A Sign (By Chrystal Berche)
Flying a Sign - By Chrystal Berche Wild eyed woman, her hair a mess Shakes as she goes person to person begging for cigarettes A foot away an old man sleeps, his head pillowed on a graying jacket ‘Will work ...
Poem – Another Pawn (By Chanacee Ruth-Killgore)
Sun falls on parched earth Scorched remains linger All about is still… waiting The clap of thunder is heard A rumble in the distance …hope is kindled An expectant breath catches …in my chest But it was a tease, not ...
Poem – Aurora Australis (By Joshua Medsker)
Aurora Australis The stars spun in a flashing cloud purple and blue—pulsating and out of the middle of the swirl shone a black ray, seeming to fold in on itself, expanding simultaneously ser lat allar etoy eelh ottop alalalala ashalla ...
Poem – Infrastructure Swallows a City (By Donal Mahoney)
It was an ancient city. All the young people left as soon as they could but the old remained in their mortgaged huts surrounded by evergreens that offered a haven for cardinals and jays, robins and finches. No matter the ...
Poem – To The One Who Desires To Be Me (By Frank Eze)
To The One Who Desires To Be Me what life is left in me to be desired? me, the wayward wing of a brawny bluebird that lost its grip on the tiptop of a fruit tree fell flat on the ...
Poem – The Silvering (By Henryk Baranski)
The Silvering I AM LIVING WITHOUT MIRRORS WITHOUT THE VIEW OF RIGHT AND OF LEFT I KNOW NOT IF MY BEARD IS SHORN IF MY HAIR IS KEMPT IF MY COLLAR IS CLOSED I STEP DOWN FROM BATHROOM TO HALL ...
Poem – Restless in holidays (By Narges Rothermel)
Restless in holidays Trace of white frost on green grass, red ribbons on the fences, menorahs on the lawns, red, green, and silver lights on pine trees manmade icicles on front eaves It is that time of the year again ...
