Poetry
Poem – TRICK OR TREAT? (By Ray Gallucci)
TRICK OR TREAT? "Good Christians" warn that Halloween's A festival of Satan, When nothing's standing in between Your soul and its damnation. For centuries, they witches burned With little provocation. Eternal fire claimed they'd earned. For mercy -- strangulation! The ...
Poem – WATER DROP (By Ray Gallucci)
WATER DROP In icy cold of empty space, It hitched a ride on comet’s face, Accelerating toward a star Of recent birth, from distance far. As sun of color yellow grew In field of vision, met with two Enormous spheres ...
Poem – Persona non Grata (By JD DeHart)
Persona non Grata To the not good enough comments, I say, psshhhhhh. That was last week, a hundred years ago. Easily. I'm flushing, rinsing down the last backwash of badly- formed words. This week is triumph, so don't mind that ...
Poem – A Wink (By Chanacee Ruth-Killgore)
A grey, blustery day And the sun breaks through More of a wink than a smile Reminding me To savor such moments For much is fleeting And often passes Unnoticed In the busy-ness of days Where we are pushed ever ...
Poem – DON’T LET THE SUN GO DOWN ON YOU (By Ray Gallucci)
DON’T LET THE SUN GO DOWN ON YOU (Based on the article “No Welcome Home” in The History Channel Magazine, January/February 2008, pp. 40-45; and other Internet sources) Ever hear of Sundown Town? Likely not, few tales around. History kept ...
Poem – Prevent The Fallen Hero (By Amy Hrynchuk)
Prevent The Fallen Hero (to those who risk their lives daily for us) Everyday as they get ready for work, they push aside the possibility that they may not make it home. Everyday as they walk out that door, they ...
Poem – EVERGREEN TERRACE (By Joseph Cavera)
EVERGREEN TERRACE (By Joseph Cavera) What is this, this dance of life While we slide and step around pain of strife The music slowly plays To dj for all of us the measure of our days I love the way ...
Poem – Sandstorm (By Nosakhare Collins)
Sandstorm Howling like a thousand wolves Throwing shadows that swirled around the walls The stand pounded and blinding Feels the stinging his arms and chicks To press the lips together to stop it entering his mouth Like bowing his head ...
Poem – Of Meringues and Mindsets (By A.J. Huffman)
Of Meringues and Mindsets My mother used to make lemon pies when somebody died. “Because my pies were beautiful, all fluffy and white,” she said as if it all made perfect sense. And I wondered at her logic. Was ...
Poem – Full Moo (By Joshua Medsker)
Full Moo It sure is a full moo tonight winked the farmer to the cow, squeezing each teat gently firmly, into the pail ...
