Poem By SIMON PERCHIK * This field has so many lips and though the fire is out these clouds still darken –each breath overflows with icy streams and stones left out to dry –it’s natural for a sky to let itself in the way your shadow on impulse looks down and in the open grieves with the only […]
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Room Of Silence Nine in one little room, not making a sound. One working busily behind her desk. Two read books while one reads a magazine, while on writes in notebook. A leg shakes nervously across the room, while two rock beside him. Another two are drifting off to sleep. All wait to hear a name called by the […]
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IRRELATIVE Is physicist so right When says that never light From black hole can escape Because of massive weight Of supernova that Forever will collapse Upon itself till all It was becomes too small To ever more exist When four dimensions twist Until it nothing be Except for gravity? If you believe it’s true Perhaps […]
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The Fern these are days; people with nothing to do doing nothing. people with things to do doing those things. the sun out, loud and shining, like a child screaming at a dropped ice-cream, but weak enough to freeze you in a shadow. people sometimes in houses touching their hands against the clock. staring at computers. or older, looking […]
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UNTIL… I welcome you on board As we take a voyage Through the fibers of time As you journey with me To the underlinnigs of my heart Where you lay adorned With diamond and brass I have been a wondering soul Going through roads unend I have seen many phantom dreams Dissolve into solid failures On a mountain high I […]
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Blue Collar Blues (musings of an Army Veteran) Before you start pointing fingers at me you first should start to walk in cut-rate shoes. When they’re too tight for comfort you would see they cause a lot of pain. I doubt you’d choose to navigate in clogs that blister feet. Perhaps you had a better pair to wear or […]
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THE STUDS IN THE BAR – By John Grey Rosalie is at the bar thinking – who’s next? Then two extravagant, exaggerated beings enter, one behind the other, like stallions, heads high, tails swishing, threaten to pull the floor out from under the regular male patrons with their jangling gold, French cologne, and styled hair flopping on the brow like […]
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I always think about you Whenever I fail to tame tears Flowing and overflowing like Nile waters– Siphoning strength from a bereft soul And chasing sleep at midnight; Leaving me restless like an insomniac… I always think about you Once I falter cheering my spirit on: To endure gnawing loneliness That humbles me to bow To silence’s sorrowful songs! […]
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Are We Real – By Melissa R. Mendelson The elderly couple sat in their chairs, waiting to be called. As they waited, they drew close, and he said, “What is Reality?” She didn’t answer. “How do we know, if this, we are real?” Still, no answer. “Does that not worry you?” She took a long moment to think, and then […]
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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 shadow you noticed last week. He has bloomed like a perrenial and will be back soon.
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